Xu Mo had already made up his mind.
He planned to solve the problem of entering the secret room in the simplest way possible.
Rather than wasting time figuring out how to open the door, why not just smash it?
Simple, brutal, and highly efficient.
"A hammer... We don't have a big one, but there's a small one," the woman shook her head.
"The small one will do, bring it to me."
Hearing this, the woman immediately went to fetch a toolbox.
It belonged to her husband.
Men always liked to collect such little gadgets, even if they never used them.
Taking the toolbox, Xu Mo opened it and took a look.
There was indeed a small hammer inside.
Besides that, there were wrenches, screwdrivers, and other similar items.
In the end, Xu Mo selectively took out the small hammer and a screwdriver from the toolbox.
It might be small, but it should be enough to chisel open the door.
Xu Mo planned to chisel open the secret room door next door once the investigation team left.
...
Meanwhile.
In room 2012.
A man was staring at the police officers outside his door.
A bitter smile hung on his face.
Just moments ago.
This man had been sleeping soundly when he was awakened by knocking. Grumpy from being woken up, he had unleashed a torrent of abuse at the police officers.
He had even cursed their ancestors back eighteen generations.
Only after his outburst did he realize.
The people in front of him were all wearing police uniforms... they were actual police officers.
He had just hurled insults at them without rhyme or reason!
Fortunately, he hadn't gotten physical.
Otherwise, he could have been charged with assaulting an officer.
Scratching his head.
"Uh... haha, well, I just woke up, my eyes were a bit blurry, I'm sorry, officer!"
Being cursed at so viciously, and with such offensive language.
Anyone would find it hard to tolerate.
But the problem was, they couldn't curse back.
After all, they were live streaming now, and if they retaliated verbally or physically at this moment, it would affect the reputation of police officers in general.
Han Fei's face had turned extremely dark.
When he spoke, his tone was noticeably heavier.
He took out his badge to show the man, then said without a hint of emotion.
"We suspect there are criminals in your room, we need to search it, please cooperate."
Having just woken up, the man's brain was still a bit slow.
Without much thought, he nodded: "Cooperate... of course I'll cooperate."
Having obtained the room owner's consent, Han Fei led the officers into the room.
However, at this moment, the man seemed to suddenly remember something.
His eyes widened abruptly.
"No! You can't go in!"
He tried to block Han Fei and his team.
Hearing this, Chen Ke almost instinctively pinned the man against the wall, making his face have an intimate encounter with the cold surface.
It happened so fast, with a smack, that the man didn't even have time to react before he was pinned.
"Captain Han, this guy's up to something!" Chen Ke said.
Of course, Han Fei had noticed it too.
Such strange behavior, what else could it be but suspicious?
He immediately ordered his officers: "Search thoroughly!"
...
Two minutes later.
The officers who had entered to search returned to Han Fei.
"Captain Han, we've searched everything, no one's there."
"No one?" Han Fei asked puzzled: "Then why was he so nervous?"
The officer smiled and replied.
"He has an inflatable girlfriend on his bed, probably didn't want anyone to see it."
Han Fei: "..."
What did he think it was!?
All this fuss for that!?
The man pinned to the wall by Chen Ke was blushing from embarrassment, the redness spreading down to his neck.
He didn't want the police to enter because of this.
After all, who would want others to know they had an inflatable girlfriend?
Wouldn't that be utterly mortifying?
Moreover, there were quite a few officers present.
Even more mortifying!
However, what he didn't know was that.
It wasn't just the officers present who now knew about his inflatable girlfriend.
There were also millions of viewers in the live stream.
His journey of social death was just beginning.
Chen Ke released the man he had pinned to the wall, and patted his shoulder, saying with a half-smile.
"Sorry about that, brother, didn't hurt you, did I? I thought you were hiding criminals in there, what a misunderstanding... It's okay, it's just an inflatable girlfriend, nothing to be ashamed of. At least you're better than those who break the law!"
As he said this, Chen Ke deliberately raised his voice.
He even glanced at the miniature camera on Shen Manyi's collar.
This guy had cursed at Chen Ke earlier, and Chen Ke hadn't forgotten.
Due to professional ethics, he couldn't talk back or use force.
But slightly annoying the man was still acceptable!
Since the fugitives weren't hiding in this room, Han Fei didn't waste any more time there.
Instead, he gathered his team and left.
After all the officers had left.
The man couldn't help but curse under his breath: "Fuck!"
It was so damn embarrassing!
But at least, only those officers knew about it.
As long as people who knew him didn't find out, it would be fine.
However, the next second.
His phone suddenly rang several times.
He took it out and looked.
All the messages were from people he knew.
A drinking buddy: Hey man, I heard you've got an inflatable girlfriend at home? (surprised.jpg)
Coworker: Your girlfriend, can you send me a picture? (smirk.jpg)
There was a pile of similar messages.
It was as if the whole world suddenly knew about his inflatable girlfriend!
Even his father sent a voice message at this time.
The content of the voice message: Son, it's okay to relax a bit, but take care of your health, you hear?
At the end of the message, there was a sigh from his old father, disappointed in his son.
The man: "???"
Damn... who? Who leaked the information!?
After calming down for a moment.
The man opened a ticket booking app.
He couldn't stay here anymore.
He decided to move to a different city!
...
After leaving room 2012, Han Fei furrowed his brow once again.
He felt like he had overlooked something very important.
Which part of the process had gone wrong?
Where were these two fugitives hiding?
Staring at the white walls in the corridor, Han Fei fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh.
The wall!
"I think I know where those two are hiding!" Han Fei said excitedly.
"Where?" Chen Ke asked.
Han Fei pointed at the wall: "If I'm not mistaken, they're behind the wall."
Chen Ke looked confused.
Behind the wall?
How could someone hide behind a wall, could these two criminals pass through walls or something?
Seeing Chen Ke's confused expression, Han Fei explained.
"Haven't you noticed that the structures of rooms 2010, 2011, and 2012 are different? To be precise, 2011 is different from 2010 and 2012, it's smaller by a whole section!"
Then, relying on his memory, Han Fei walked along the white wall in the corridor, gesturing as he went.
"Let me roughly sketch it out for you. We've been in all three rooms. Room 2012's range is from this line to this line, 2010's range is from this line to this line. Logically, the space left in the middle should be the range of room 2011, but what we saw when we went in earlier wasn't like this. The range of room 2011 was only from this line to this line."
At this point, Han Fei paused.
Then he continued, gesturing on the white wall in the corridor.
"There's a part left out in the middle, which means that the area of 2011 we saw when we went in is much smaller than the actual area of 2011. There's very likely a secret room in 2011!"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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."
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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
