I Was Supposed to Take It Easy, So Why Am I Earning First-Class Merits Every Day?

Yan Qing landed a job in the general mediation office of the neighborhood committee, said to be the most laid-back department around. He thought he could drink tea and read the newspaper until retirement, but then he awakened the [All Things Narration Hint System]. “What Auntie Wang brought isn’t eggs, but smuggled gold bars.” “The bald man eating noodles next door is an A-list fugitive who’s been on the run for ten years.” “Behind this wall is a complete ledger for an underground crime syndicate.” Yan Qing sighed at the hints. “I just want to slack off!” So he casually passed the clues to Leng Yuening, a cold and aloof female bureau chief who had been reassigned to the neighborhood committee to recuperate after an injury. “Chief Leng, that man’s eyes look suspicious. Go check him out.” Half an hour later, Leng Yuening and a team of special police had raided the lair of an international criminal gang. “Chief Leng, the feng shui in that place is bad. Why don’t you dig around?” The next day, a major organized crime case that shocked the nation was solved. Yan Qing thought he could go back to taking it easy, but soon realized something was wrong. The decisive female bureau chief looked at him with growing admiration. “Mr. Yan, you’re the real genius detective. I’ll follow your lead from now on!” The head of the criminal investigation unit, a master physician of traditional Chinese medicine, and wealthy business tycoons from every walk of life started crowding outside the neighborhood committee every day, begging for his advice. Sprawled in his office chair, Yan Qing looked at the wall covered in commendation banners and First-Class Merit medals and said helplessly, “I never meant to earn any honors. I was just reading a few captions!”