"Knock knock knock"
"Hello, your meal has arrived. Could you please open the door so I can bring it in?"
The person knocking was a hotel staff member, here to deliver the meal.
"The food's here, go open the door," Xu Mo said, pointing towards the door.
Zhou Qiaoqiao, being closest to the door, got up to open it.
The staff member entered the room pushing a small hotel cart.
The cart was loaded with food items.
After arranging the dishes on the table,
The staff member smiled and asked,
"Sir, ladies, your meal is set. Is there anything else you need?"
"No, thank you," Xu Mo shook his head.
"Very well, sir. If you need anything else, please feel free to call the front desk anytime."
With that, the staff member left the room, closing the door behind him.
At this moment, Zhou Qiaoqiao, Yang Jingxuan, An Youyi, and Li Jiaxin were sitting on the sofa, intently focused on An Youyi's phone.
Their faces were filled with shock.
Seeing this, Xu Mo was puzzled.
How strange, usually these four were the most enthusiastic about eating.
Today, the atmosphere had suddenly changed, something seemed off.
What interesting thing could they be looking at?
"What are you watching? Let me see," Xu Mo approached the sofa and leaned in.
He immediately wished he hadn't.
After seeing it, Xu Mo awkwardly scratched his head.
An Youyi's phone was playing a short video from an international short video platform.
The protagonist of this video was none other than Xu Mo himself!
As for the video's setting, it was at a comic convention.
In the video, Xu Mo was staring intently at the skirt of a female cosplayer.
Staring alone would have been bad enough, but the key point was that he was smiling - a lecherous grin that made him look like he was about to drool.
Xu Mo had perfectly embodied the term 'lecher'!
Through the camera pinned to Yang Jingxuan's collar, the livestream viewers also saw this short video.
"Is that... Xu Mo!?"
"Damn, it really looks like him. Xu Mo's keeping the good stuff to himself??"
"Nice going, Xu Mo. Before, when you got to eat meat, at least your brothers got to drink some soup. Now you won't even let us have a sip of soup!"
"Damn it... I was wondering why Xu Mo wasn't in the livestream last night. So he went to ogle pretty girls at the comic con. This guy's not playing fair."
"..."
However, Xu Mo's visit to the comic convention last night wasn't actually about looking at girls.
He had a reason for doing this.
He wanted to create a perfect alibi.
An alibi from someone he knew wouldn't be very convincing.
It had to be strangers who could vouch for him.
Ideally, there should be many people who could simultaneously prove that Xu Mo had no opportunity to commit a crime last night.
A comic convention was perfect for this - it was full of strangers.
And there were enough people that even if he disappeared for a short while, no one would remember.
As for Xu Mo lecherously staring at the cosplayer's skirt, it was mainly to ensure that as many people as possible would remember seeing him at the convention during the time of the incident.
This way, even if the police investigated him, he would have a perfect alibi!
Everyone at the convention could vouch for him.
However, Xu Mo hadn't anticipated one thing.
Someone had actually recorded him and posted it online!
...
Meanwhile.
At the police station.
"Kentaro Gotanda... Wait, he's disabled?" Kobe Ichi was confused.
The person in the surveillance footage was clearly a physically normal person with all limbs intact.
How could he be disabled?
After a moment's pause, Kobe Ichi turned to the bald man beside him.
"What's going on? Is he disabled? Did you notice anything when you interacted with him that day?"
The bald man also seemed unsure, hesitating several times before speaking.
He remembered clearly that the person yesterday had all four limbs intact.
If it was a missing leg, he could understand.
After all, wearing pants, it could be well hidden and unnoticeable.
But the problem was...
According to the records, this person was missing a hand, his right hand.
The bald man remembered clearly.
The person he met yesterday had a right hand.
A prosthetic arm?
No way, it looked too real!
Such technology doesn't exist yet, does it?
After a long pause, the bald man spoke up.
"It's impossible. I remember clearly, he had a right hand. It definitely wasn't a prosthetic arm, and besides, that kind of technology doesn't exist yet."
Hearing this, Kobe Ichi turned to the officer who had reported to him.
"Did you make a mistake? Go back and double-check."
Pointing at Kentaro Gotanda in the surveillance footage, he added excitedly,
"How can this be a disabled person?"
The officer shook his head.
"Sir, we carefully compared the face in the surveillance footage multiple times. There's no mistake. The Kentaro Gotanda in the footage is indeed disabled. He lost his right hand in a car accident three years ago..."
Kobe Ichi scratched his head, his face showing disbelief.
"That's impossible..."
To be honest, not only was Kobe Ichi confused, but the officer was also perplexed.
The person named Kentaro Gotanda in the surveillance footage was one hundred percent physically intact. This was evident just from watching the footage.
Not to mention, this fact was confirmed by the bald man.
Initially, the officer also thought there might be a problem with the facial comparison.
But after repeated comparisons, the result was always the same.
According to the facial comparison results,
The Kentaro Gotanda appearing in the surveillance footage was indeed a disabled person who had lost his right hand.
Rubbing his temples, Kobe Ichi instructed the officer,
"Hmm... Take a couple of officers with you and bring Kentaro Gotanda in."
"Yes, sir!" The officer nodded and then left.
At this moment, Kobe Ichi felt as if he was being played by fate.
In all his years of service, he had never encountered such a strange situation.
From the surveillance footage and the bald man's description, Kentaro Gotanda was a physically normal person.
However, just as they identified Kentaro Gotanda's facial information and were about to arrest him, they discovered that this Kentaro Gotanda was disabled, missing his right hand...
And it had been missing for three years!
The facial comparison results were identical.
This meant it was the same person.
The person in the surveillance footage was Kentaro Gotanda.
Records showed that this Kentaro Gotanda lost his right hand three years ago.
But yesterday's surveillance footage showed that this person was physically intact.
What, did the right hand he lost three years ago grow back!?
That's definitely impossible!
Or is there someone in this world who looks exactly like Kentaro Gotanda, so similar that even the facial recognition system would make a mistake?
That's even more impossible!
How could there be two people in the world who look exactly the same?
...
Half an hour later.
The officer returned with the suspect.
"Chief Kobe, we've brought in Kentaro Gotanda. He's in the interrogation room."
Kobe Ichi immediately stood up, ready to conduct the interrogation.
In the interrogation room.
A beam of light shone on Kentaro Gotanda's face.
Kobe Ichi sat in his chair, his eyes fixed on Kentaro Gotanda sitting across from him, and asked,
"You're Kentaro Gotanda, right? Where were you yesterday at 11 AM?"
"I... I was at work. What's wrong? I didn't do anything bad, officer."
"Do you have any evidence to prove you were at work at 11 AM yesterday?"
"My colleagues can all vouch for me! Officer, you must have the wrong person. I really didn't do anything wrong!"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
n Our Village Many years later, Xiushui Village had transformed from a remote, impoverished hamlet into the renowned and flourishing Xiushui City of the Shifang Continent. All of this, solely because it was the birthplace of the Shifang Continent's number one sect—the Lingxian Sect. This is the story of a group of village youths, family, and friends, building a sect and growing together. Lin Xiao: As the sect master, my days are filled with countless tasks. Cultivating really gets in the way of building the sect. System: Received. Understood. Arranging it immediately. [Ding—Congratulations, Host, on successfully activating the Auto-Cultivation Function] Lin Xiao: Oh no, we're out of spirit stones. System: Received. Understood. Arranging it immediately. [Ding—Sect Mission issued. Mission Reward: Spirit Stones xN] No one loves their host more profoundly than this System!
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!"
