The surveillance footage was quickly reviewed.
To avoid wasting time, Han Fei only focused on people leaving the building during that period, not those entering.
During that time, no one had entered from the 20th floor and taken the elevator down.
Eight people had gone down from other floors.
However, upon investigation, these eight were just other residents of the building, not the targets of their arrest operation.
Of course, they couldn't rule out the possibility that someone might have deliberately avoided the elevator cameras by taking the stairs.
So Han Fei also checked another surveillance video.
This camera faced the building's entrance, capturing anyone going in or out.
As before, he paid close attention to those leaving during that time period.
In half an hour, eleven people had exited through the entrance.
Eight of them matched up perfectly with the eight who had taken the elevator down.
These eight were not suspects, as the police had checked them recently.
Two others were the people they had encountered waiting for the elevator on the first floor earlier.
One without clothes, and one carrying a cleaver.
These two weren't targets of their arrest operation either, and had no suspicion attached to them.
Barring any surprises, those two should have already been taken to the police station by now.
There was one person who seemed somewhat suspicious.
Han Fei had someone look into it.
It turned out this guy didn't take the elevator because he lived on the third floor and could easily walk down.
He took the stairs not to avoid surveillance, but simply because he was too lazy to waste time waiting for the elevator.
"Only these people left the building in the last half hour, and none of them are suspicious," Chen Ke concluded, considering also that the cigarette smell in the room hadn't fully dissipated yet. "That means... the two fugitives we're after haven't left."
"Yes, they must still be in this building, not having gone out. It's even possible they're in this very room!" Han Fei nodded.
With that, the officers began searching the room carefully once again.
This time, Han Fei personally joined in.
He thoroughly checked every possible hiding place in the room.
He even opened the refrigerator and washing machine to take a look, leaving no stone unturned.
Then there was the balcony.
Standing in the balcony area, Han Fei looked through the window and saw the neighboring balcony, not too far away.
Suddenly, a bold idea popped into his mind!
Was it possible that the fugitives, hearing their commotion, had frantically climbed over the balcony to escape to the next apartment?
Once this thought occurred to him, it wouldn't go away.
Due to the layout of the apartments, the distance between balconies in this row of flats wasn't very far.
So much so that anyone with decent physical ability could jump across.
Of course, that's assuming they could overcome the psychological fear.
At this moment, Chen Ke also came onto the balcony.
Seeing Han Fei staring intently at the neighboring balcony, Chen Ke realized what he was thinking.
He was a bit dumbfounded.
"Captain Han, you don't... think those two fugitives jumped over to the next balcony, do you?"
Han Fei didn't speak, but he nodded.
That was exactly what he thought.
Seeing this, Chen Ke leaned out the window to look down.
One glance, and his legs went weak, his head starting to spin.
He had severe acrophobia - even looking down from the third floor made his legs wobbly, let alone the twentieth floor!
At the height of twenty stories, jumping from one balcony to another - wasn't that just insane?
Thinking this, Chen Ke shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum.
"No, no, no, impossible, impossible, Captain Han, this is absolutely impossible! This is the twentieth floor, they'd be splattered if they fell. They're just ordinary office workers, where would they get such courage?"
It's worth noting that the targets of their arrest this time weren't real fugitives, but ordinary people who had signed up for a TV show.
If they were hardened criminals facing severe punishment upon capture, it might be understandable for them to attempt such a desperate move when cornered.
But ordinary people... would they really have such guts and determination?
"Nothing is absolute," Han Fei said with a smile. "You're so against the idea because you're afraid of heights, but others might not be. I've looked, and the distance between these two balconies isn't too far. As long as one can overcome their fear, any able-bodied person could jump across."
After saying this, Han Fei walked out of the balcony and said to the officers,
"Let's go check the apartment next to 2011. I suspect these two might have heard us coming and jumped to the next balcony."
Leading the officers, Han Fei knocked on the door of apartment 2010.
Soon, a woman's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
"Police. Please open the door, we need to ask you some questions."
Shortly after, the door opened.
The person who opened it was a woman wearing a black lace nightgown.
The woman's hair was a bit messy, her face flushed, and the lipstick carefully applied to her lips was smudged. It seemed she had been... busy!
Seeing this scene, the officers couldn't help but swallow hard.
It's worth mentioning that a large portion of the officers accompanying Han Fei this time were young men who had never experienced such things.
Where would they have seen a scene like this before?
"Police? You must have the wrong person. I'm a law-abiding citizen."
Han Fei was about to explain their purpose.
Just then, a voice sounded from inside the room.
"Little darling, are you hidden well? If you are, Godfather is coming to find you..."
Han Fei: "???"
All officers: "???"
Godfather?
The next second.
They saw a half-gray-haired old man in a bathrobe, wearing an eye mask, appear in their field of vision.
Because of the eye mask, the old man couldn't see anything and could only move slowly by feeling the walls, tables, and chairs with his hands.
As he walked, he kept muttering,
"Still hiding, are you? Godfather has heard your footsteps. Don't let Godfather catch you, or else... hehe..."
The key point was the old man's expression, which was as improper as it could be!
It was exactly the expression of a debauched emperor playing games with his concubines in a TV drama.
The officers were all dumbfounded.
The woman also walked towards the old man at this time, reaching out to remove his eye mask, saying softly, "Godfather, let's stop playing for now. The police are at the door..."
Having his eye mask removed, the old man instinctively rubbed his eyes. After his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked towards the door.
The improper expression vanished instantly.
He looked at the woman reproachfully: "Why didn't you say so earlier! You've made me embarrass myself in front of the police officers."
Then he turned to look at the officers standing at the door, with a serious expression.
"Officers, I'm a respectable person. I've never done anything illegal or improper. You must have the wrong person, right?"
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.
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
