Police station.
"You've successfully apprehended the fugitive. Your reward: hypnosis skills."
The reward was credited just as the criminal was brought into the station.
Xu Mo began to study the usage of hypnosis techniques briefly.
Meanwhile, the other officers conducted tests on all the raw materials brought back from the barbecue stand.
Finally, they discovered a large amount of powdered opium poppy shells in the barbecue seasoning.
Han Fei took the test results to the interrogation room.
He waved the report in front of the barbecue stand owner before opening it.
"These are the test results for your barbecue seasoning. Tell me, where did you get that stuff?"
Upon seeing the report, the barbecue stand owner fell silent immediately.
With the test results right in front of him, there was no point in further denial. He had to tell the truth: "I grew it myself."
Han Fei continued questioning, "How much did you grow in total?"
"Officer, I know I was wrong. I was just blinded by greed, I..."
Before he could finish, Han Fei interrupted him.
"Don't change the subject. I asked you how much you grew in total?"
"Four hundred and ninety-nine plants... Officer, I looked it up online. Growing less than five hundred plants isn't a criminal offense, it's just an administrative violation. You can only detain me for fifteen days at most..." the barbecue stand owner said weakly.
Han Fei snorted.
"Oh, so you specifically looked that up? Then you knowingly broke the law, didn't you?"
Xu Mo, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask,
"We can only detain him for fifteen days? Isn't that punishment a bit too light?"
"Just for growing it for observation, the maximum sentence is indeed fifteen days..." Han Fei said, then changed his tone: "But intentionally adding it to food is a much more serious crime. In severe cases, it can lead to several years in prison."
Xu Mo nodded in satisfaction.
"That sounds more appropriate... Well then, Han, now that we have the results, I'll head back if there's nothing else."
"Alright, you can go," Han Fei nodded.
Xu Mo turned and left the interrogation room.
He went to meet up with the four people waiting in the lobby.
After about ten seconds, Han Fei suddenly seemed to remember something.
He also left the interrogation room to catch up with Xu Mo.
Finally, he saw Xu Mo, who hadn't yet left the lobby.
"Xu Mo, wait up, I need to tell you something."
"What is it, Han?"
"Don't drive that car of yours to the police station tomorrow. It doesn't comply with regulations. A car worth over 3 million... I know you're wealthy, but others don't. Just imagine what people might think about our police station if they see that."
Before Xu Mo could respond, An Youyi, who was standing beside him, nodded thoughtfully.
"I think so too. Coming to work at the police station in a 3-million-yuan luxury car is too flashy. I just ordered a Porsche Cayenne for daily use. Why don't we swap cars? Mine is cheaper."
Han Fei: "???"
Is this even human speech!?
Do you realize what you're saying??
Cayenne... cheap?
Not only Han Fei, but Xu Mo also looked at An Youyi with surprise.
This girl probably doesn't even know how to spell "cheap"...
A 3-million-yuan car is considered luxury, but a 1-million-plus car isn't?
That's still a luxury car, for crying out loud!
"Han, that's the only car I have. If I can't drive it, I'd have to buy another one, which would be a waste of money... Can't you make an exception? Starting tomorrow, I'll park the car in the parking lot east of the police station and walk from there. I promise no one will know I'm driving a luxury car to work."
Han Fei thought for a moment and felt that Xu Mo's method... wasn't entirely unreasonable. Mainly because forcing Xu Mo to buy another car didn't seem right.
However, just as he was about to agree, he suddenly remembered that Xu Mo had a black Volkswagen. He was driving that car when the show first started.
Is that what he calls having only one car?
Realizing this, Han Fei prepared to reject Xu Mo's request.
"No, don't try to fool me. You still have that Volkswagen, don't think I don't know..."
"I've already sold that car. I only have one now," Xu Mo anticipated Han Fei's words and told a little white lie.
He hadn't actually sold that car yet, but with a new car, who would want to drive an old one every day?
Then, without waiting for Han Fei to speak, he continued, "So it's settled then. Thanks for understanding, Han! See you tomorrow!"
With that, he led the four people away from the police station, giving Han Fei no chance to respond.
Han Fei: "???"
Wait, who settled anything?
He hadn't agreed yet!
But then Han Fei reconsidered. If Xu Mo really only had that one car now, buying another one just for work would indeed be wasteful.
According to Xu Mo's suggestion, not driving the car directly into the police station but parking it in a nearby lot and walking from there wasn't a bad idea.
So, he decided to let it go!
...
After dealing with the newly arrested individuals, many police officers gathered together and started discussing Xu Mo again.
"This Xu Mo seems to have some skills. It's only his first day, and he first caught a wanted criminal with his own hands, then went with me and Little Wang to arrest those two Indians, and now he's reported another one. In just one day, he's been involved in three cases, and all of them were solved."
"He does seem capable. I think we might have underestimated him a bit..."
"There's more. My friend in Jiangcheng City told me that Xu Mo was also involved in a case there with Han. Because of that case, the police station there is praising him like he's some kind of genius!"
"He was involved in a case in Jiangcheng too? What exactly happened? Tell us."
"They say he discovered the key clue in that case. Not only that, but he also conducted an interrogation alone. Apparently, the criminal refused to talk even after being interrogated by multiple officers all night. Even Han couldn't get him to talk, but Xu Mo made the criminal confess everything with just two sentences."
"Is it really that amazing? A criminal that even Han couldn't handle, but Xu Mo could? Are you sure your friend isn't pulling your leg..."
"I'm not sure about the details. That's just what he told me. If we want to know the exact situation, I think we should ask Han. He should know!"
"..."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
