Gao Ming handled the car very smoothly last time. After all, he used to be a policeman, so dealing with such minor things was a piece of cake for him.
Today, he was eating at home when he suddenly received a text message. He took out his phone and became happy when he saw it.
It was a message from the Dark Night Judger, asking him to do something as a test to join the Judger.
The task was not too difficult, but not simple either.
He was asked to find out the human trafficking network in Xikang, focusing on several masterminds. The rest did not need to be dealt with for now, just finding them would be enough.
Things like this, he would not have been able to investigate when he was a policeman.
Because as a policeman, you need to follow procedures when doing things. Often, even when you know someone is a criminal, you still have to let them go because of the procedures.
But now, things are different. He does not need to follow any procedures. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can do anything.
Chen Lao Liu was a small gangster at the train station. When he was free, he would follow his boss around soliciting customers. There were many kinds of solicitation.
Sometimes he was a pimp, sometimes a drug dealer, sometimes a legitimate salesman.
Anyway, he did a little bit of everything that could make money. He did not care what kind of business it was.
As someone who grew up at the train station and mixed around for over a decade, he knew very clearly what kind of business could be done and what could not. Therefore, although he had been engaged in shady businesses for a long time, he had always stayed out of trouble.
Of course, as a local old hand, he knew everything about what was happening on Xikang Road.
He knew who was doing the best drug business on Xikang, and who was the safest and had the hardest backers in the human trafficking business.
It could be said that when it came to the underground world of Xikang, there was nothing Chen Lao Liu did not know.
That night, he had just brokered a deal for someone and earned a few thousand yuan in commission. He bought a few bottles of beer, planning to go home and enjoy a good drink.
As usual, he took a winding route and was cautious before finally returning home.
People in his line of work typically did not have friends, mainly out of prudence. If you were sold out, you would be finished.
Just as Chen Lao Liu got home, turned on the lights, and had not even put down the bottles of beer in his hands.
"Don't move, or I'll kill you," a voice said.
Chen Lao Liu cursed inwardly, "Damn my bad luck. I was so careful yet still got targeted. F***!"
But outwardly he carefully said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited. Let's talk nicely, don't get excited."
Gao Ming was not excited at all. He still held the knife against Chen Lao Liu's neck and calmly said,
"Give me a name and I'll walk away. But if you don't talk or you lie, my knife will lose its eyesight."
Chen Lao Liu knew it was wise to cooperate. He immediately asked, "Tell me what you want to know. I'll tell you everything I know."
"Who are the people trafficking humans in Xikang?"
Chen Lao Liu immediately put on a crying face and said, "Big brother, how would I know about this? I'm just a small fry gangster running errands. You've got the wrong person!"
Gao Ming sneered coldly and slowly pushed the knife in a little deeper, drawing some blood from Chen Lao Liu's neck.
"I'll tell, I'll tell, don't...don't kill me...big brother."
Chen Lao Liu was scared out of his wits. He could feel that the other person really dared to kill.
So he could only sigh inwardly, "Damn it, gotta run away again."
Having no choice, Chen Lao Liu told the truth: "Second Master Mei. He's the one I know of. As for whether he's the biggest human trafficking boss in Xikang, I don't know."
"Where is he?"
Chen Lao Liu decided to spill everything since he was planning to pack up and run away later anyway. Things had gone beyond caring anymore.
"Second Master Mei has many businesses in Xikang, but he usually stays at the Honglu Nightclub.
Big brother, that's all I know. I've told you everything I should and shouldn't say."
Gao Ming believed him too, because Chen Lao Liu was not the only person he had asked. Before coming to Chen Lao Liu, Gao Ming had asked several others, and their answers were basically the same.
It seemed that none of them had lied, and Second Master Mei was indeed the one.
Gao Ming gave Chen Lao Liu's butt a kick. Chen Lao Liu lost his balance and immediately took a header.
By the time he got up, the masked Gao Ming had disappeared without a trace.
He spat into the darkness: "F***ing hell, you'd better not fall into my hands, or I'll make you pay."
After making empty threats to comfort himself, Chen Lao Liu started packing to run away.
Although he knew Gao Ming was not a policeman, he must be up to something. The information had leaked from his mouth. If things were traced back to him, Chen Lao Liu would be doomed.
So he decided to stay out of town for a while until this whole thing blew over completely before coming back.
Three days later, Su Mo received a message from Gao Ming that the task was completed.
That night, he sat alone in the dormitory thinking. After pondering for a while, he decided to give it a try.
After all, the previous live streams were too short.
Also, every live stream had to worry about the police possibly showing up at any time, making things somewhat rushed and affecting the live stream results.
So Su Mo wanted to do something different, and on a larger scale.
His idea was this:
First determine the targets to be tried, with the number of people limited to within 10, and at least 3 people.
Then, put all these people in an enclosed space and lock them all up together.
Finally, through certain methods, make them participate in playing a "game" together.
The purpose of the game was, of course, to make these people kill each other. Just thinking about it was very interesting.
As for Su Mo?
He would track the whole process and record this process, then after all the targets were dead, he would slowly process the video.
At that time, he would open the live stream and release the video. This would be perfect.
There were many advantages to doing this, with two major benefits:
First, recording video ahead of time removes worries about accidents happening or the police suddenly showing up.
Second, there was more room to maneuver things. Since it was pre-recorded, any location would work, without worrying about making too much noise.
Looking at the personnel profiles for the 7 people, Su Mo was very satisfied.
"Next is to find a suitable venue. It needs to be big enough and remote.
Most importantly, it needs to be enclosed. Otherwise, if these people escape, that would be troublesome.
Let me think, where should I go? Oh I know, this place would be great!"
In a room full of anime girl posters, Wang Jian's hands were moving quickly. Soon, a "Victory" sound played.
The words "VICTORY" flashed on the screen and he had won another round.
After taking a sip of the red tea next to him, the fat man lazily stretched.
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded and he hurriedly opened a certain software. Then he saw his long absent friend's avatar bouncing.
He excitedly opened the message which said: 8 sets of cameras, 6 bundles of ropes, 1 box of 502......
Looking at the dense list of items, he felt somewhat headachy.
It wasn't that there were too many things to buy, but Su Mo had a requirement when asking Wang Jian to buy stuff.
That was, don't buy everything in one shop. Don't go to the same shop repeatedly and so on.
These insane requirements meant that for the fat man to prepare all this, it would take considerable effort.
But he did not dare refuse, as he was quite afraid of death. Moreover, Wang Jian felt these kinds of things were thrilling to do.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
