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{Chapter: 357 Contact information!}
Lin Yuan didn't initially recognize the beautiful policewoman who had approached him.
However, it was clear from the excitement in her bright eyes and animated tone that she knew exactly who he was.
The moment she opened her mouth, Lin Yuan immediately understood the situation.
The stunning officer beamed and said, "I know you! You're the original singer of 'Blue and White Porcelain'! I'm a huge fan of yours! Your voice is incredible, and you look even more handsome in person than in the video! Hehe… I can't believe I get to meet you here of all places!"
She laughed a little sheepishly, brushing her strand of long raven hair behind one ear as she continued talking at a fast pace. "To be honest, I originally thought this was just another one of those fake concerts. There have been so many scams lately using your name."
"I love your song so much—and you, Mr. Lin, really! But these scammers have been popping up everywhere. Because I care so much about it, I even specifically requested to take charge of catching people pretending to be you."
"In just the past few weeks, I've personally arrested three or four people who claimed to be you. They were all fraudsters, trying to profit from your fame!"
"I really didn't expect that today, of all days, I'd run into the real deal!"
The policewoman, with her delicate facial features, almond-shaped eyes, and long ponytail swaying slightly with each movement, seemed genuinely ecstatic. Her innocence was apparent, and her enthusiasm was adorable.
Whether it was her excitement from meeting her idol or simply her cheerful personality, she was unusually talkative for someone in uniform.
It turned out this policewoman had been following cases of people impersonating Lin Yuan for weeks. Today, she responded to another report about a fake concert—and fate led her to meet the real Lin Yuan in person.
Lin Yuan chuckled lightly and responded with a polite smile, "Yes, I'm the original singer of 'Blue and White Porcelain.' My last name is Lin—you can just call me Mr. Lin."
The policewoman's eyes sparkled with admiration. "Okay, Mr. Lin! I really want to listen to your real concert someday!" she said eagerly, nearly bouncing on her heels.
Despite Lin Yuan holding a man by the collar—an imposter—this enthusiastic fan didn't seem to register it immediately.
Lin Yuan cleared his throat and spoke again, this time lifting the struggling man in his grasp with ease. "Actually, today's concert wasn't mine," he said plainly. "It was another fake event, another scam. I just happened to be passing by and caught him in the act."
He looked at the trembling man in his grip with a mixture of disdain and mild amusement. "Judging by how smooth he is with these tricks, I'd say this guy is a professional con artist. He's probably been doing this kind of thing for a long time."
"But this time," Lin Yuan added, "he wasn't just faking an identity or organizing an illegal event—he was also carrying a weapon and tried to hurt someone. That gives us a solid reason to charge him and put him behind bars."
The pretty policewoman's eyes widened slightly as she looked at the man more carefully. She finally noticed the knife tucked beneath the man's shirt and her expression turned serious.
"You're right! Someone reported him earlier for impersonation. And look here—he already has a criminal record!" she said, pulling out her police database scanner and quickly confirming the man's identity.
Without hesitation, she handcuffed the scammer and gave Lin Yuan a grateful nod.
"Thank you so much for stopping him," she added seriously. "If you hadn't stepped in, he might've gotten away again."
With Lin Yuan's help, she escorted the imposter to the police car and secured him in the back seat. Once everything was settled and paperwork was being processed, Lin Yuan turned to leave.
But just as he turned around, he heard someone calling from behind.
"Mr. Lin, wait a moment!"
Lin Yuan paused, slightly puzzled, and looked back over his shoulder.
The policewoman was blushing slightly now as she stepped forward. Her tone had become gentler.
"I just wanted to say… thank you again for helping catch this criminal today," she said sincerely. "Would it be alright if I got your contact information? I want to send you a small reward as a token of appreciation."
She quickly added, "Oh! I almost forgot—I haven't introduced myself. I'm Ding Xiaorong."
She then held up her police ID with her name and photo for him to see, her expression a mix of professionalism and bashful excitement.
Despite her uniform and official tone, it was obvious that her real reason for asking his contact details wasn't just to send him a reward.
Her cheeks were tinged with pink, and her eyes were filled with genuine admiration and nervous anticipation.
Though she tried to appear composed, her little smile and subtle shifting from foot to foot betrayed her excitement.
Lin Yuan could clearly see through her gentle excuse.
Lin Yuan could immediately sense what was going on.
Originally, he intended to refuse—politely, of course. He wasn't someone who casually handed out his contact information, especially not to someone he had just met, even if she was attractive.
But as soon as he heard the policewoman's name, his expression shifted subtly. His brows arched ever so slightly, a flicker of recognition in his eyes.
Ding Xiaorong.
The name echoed in his mind like a sudden memory surfacing from deep waters.
Where had he heard that name before?
Then it clicked.
Wasn't that the name of one of the heroines from the original novel?
Yes, that's it.
In a light-hearted urban web novel like this one, of course, there would be a valiant and beautiful policewoman among the list of female leads. It was practically a trope. But in the original plotline, her role was limited and her presence rare—barely more than a few mentions here and there. She had only a minor appearance and wasn't deeply explored.
Lin Yuan hadn't expected that due to the butterfly effect of his actions, Ding Xiaorong would not only become more prominent but would actually turn into one of his fans—all because of the song Blue and White Porcelain.
Just as he was mulling this over, the system's familiar mechanical voice rang crisply in his mind:
[Ding! Ding Xiaorong wants your contact information! Please make a choice!]
[Option 1: Agree to give Ding Xiaorong your contact information. Reward: "Advanced Cooking Skills"]
[Option 2: Refuse to give Ding Xiaorong your contact information. Reward: "Advanced Knitting Skills"]
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow and chuckled inwardly.
The system sure had a way of surprising him.
Neither of the rewards was groundbreaking, but both were practical in their own way. Still, knitting? That was hardly his style.
After a quick analysis, he chose Option 1.
It wasn't just because cooking was a more appealing skill—although having professional-level culinary abilities could certainly help in building deeper connections with the female leads and leave a stronger impression.
More importantly, Ding Xiaorong was a potential opportunity.
He recalled that behind this beautiful and seemingly ordinary policewoman was a powerful and mysterious figure—a big boss, as described vaguely in the original novel.
Lin Yuan hadn't met that person yet, but he had always planned to establish contact with him one way or another.
And now, with Ding Xiaorong appearing before him like this, he had just been handed the perfect shortcut.
[Ding! Selection completed! Option 1 confirmed. "Advanced Cooking Skills" will be issued shortly!]
While the system processed the choice, Lin Yuan noticed Ding Xiaorong standing in front of him nervously. She was fiddling with her fingers, looking unsure and slightly flushed.
Even though she wore the standard police uniform and carried herself with confidence, there was a softness and shyness in her gaze that betrayed her inner thoughts.
She must know how transparent her excuse sounded—asking for his contact information under the pretense of gratitude and security concerns.
But Lin Yuan wasn't bothered. He appreciated the honesty behind the mask.
After a moment's pause, he gave her a reassuring smile and nodded.
"All right, Officer Ding. Let's add each other. It'll be easier to stay in touch."
Ding Xiaorong's eyes lit up like stars as she quickly pulled out her phone. "Really?! I mean—yes, of course! This is my WeChat QR code!"
The two exchanged contact information smoothly.
Having accomplished her goal, Ding Xiaorong stood a bit taller, visibly more relaxed.
Though she clearly admired Lin Yuan, she hadn't let that compromise her sense of duty. Her professionalism kicked in immediately afterward.
"Well then, Mr. Lin, thank you again for your help. I'll take that scammer back to the bureau now. And as I said, I'll discuss your contribution with my superiors—we'll arrange an official thank-you soon."
"Also..." She hesitated for a moment, biting her lip, then continued, "If you ever have a concert or need any kind of help, please don't hesitate to contact me. I'll definitely come support you."
Lin Yuan responded with a calm smile. "I appreciate that. Maybe I will need your help in the future. Take care, Officer Ding."
Ding Xiaorong gave a slight bow, nodded crisply, and then turned to leave, escorting the scammer back toward her patrol vehicle.
Just moments after she left, a sudden burst of movement caught Lin Yuan's attention.
A familiar figure came rushing out from the old concert venue, blonde hair swaying as she ran, slightly out of breath and flustered.
It was Qiao Siying.
The tall, proud, and always graceful eldest daughter of the Qiao family now looked a bit panicked, almost desperate as she scanned the area.
She was clearly looking for someone.
From his position tucked beside the building in the shadows, Lin Yuan couldn't help but smile as he watched her.
The irony wasn't lost on him—he, the real original singer of Blue and White Porcelain, was standing just a few meters away from a woman who had come all the way here out of admiration for that very singer.
The fake on stage had disappointed her, and now, fate had led her to him.
Lin Yuan adjusted his coat slightly, then stepped forward, his smile growing wider as he looked directly at Qiao Siying's flustered, breathless figure.
"Looking for someone?" he asked casually, voice calm and teasing.
Qiao Siying froze.
Her head whipped around, eyes wide, cheeks slightly red.
"Y-You...!" she gasped.
The chase had just begun.