Banks won't accept gold bars of dubious origin.
Major gold shops won't dare to take them either.
Those unofficial small workshops might be willing to buy such items, but the problem is, Xu Mo has too many gold bars. Even if the small workshops dared to accept them, they'd struggle to handle the quantity.
For Xu Mo to sell all the gold bars, he'd need to find many small workshops.
Moreover, they would underprice the gold when buying, resulting in a significant loss of money.
So, to sell these gold bars, going to a bank would be the best option.
However... Xu Mo didn't have a certificate. At the time, he was so focused on grabbing the gold bars that he forgot about the certificate.
"Even if the police give you a stamp, the bank might not recognize it. You should go to the production team, they'll definitely help you sort it out," Han Fei suggested.
"You're right..." Xu Mo nodded after hearing this. "I almost forgot about that."
He then looked at the lobby manager.
"I'll come back to sell once I get the certificate, okay?"
In the police car.
The robber, who had been handcuffed, regained his composure after a bout of madness.
He was surprised to find his hands cuffed behind his back.
He was sitting in the back of the police car.
Outside the car stood two police officers.
The robber was bewildered.
He clearly remembered that he should have been robbing a bank, so how did he suddenly get arrested?
And strangely, he couldn't remember at all how he had been caught!
From outside, the discussion between the two officers filtered through the not-quite-closed window.
"It's really weird, how did this robber suddenly go mad out of nowhere? He was laughing at thin air, saying something about gold. Who knows what went wrong in his head."
"I think it has something to do with Xu Mo. The robber started going crazy after he went in. Do you remember Xu Mo saying before he went in that he had a way to make the robber put down his weapon and surrender voluntarily?"
"Now that you mention it... it does seem that way!"
"..."
Listening to the discussion of the two officers outside, a different set of memories suddenly flooded the robber's mind.
In these memories, he had discovered a mountain of gold, and just as he was happily picking up gold, he was suddenly arrested!
Robbing a bank and discovering a gold mountain - these memories were completely disjointed!
Moreover, both scenarios were utterly absurd.
So... am I dreaming?
The robber thought to himself.
There was no other explanation except that it was a dream.
How else could two such ridiculous and completely unconnected events occur?
"Yes... it must be a dream," the robber muttered, then closed his eyes and decided to sleep on the police car seat.
Because this robber was caught red-handed, the evidence was conclusive.
And since the circumstances were very serious, certain procedures were naturally expedited.
So, by the time he woke up, he was already at the police station.
He didn't believe it, so he slept again, and when he woke up this time, he found himself in a detention center.
The third time he woke up, he had been transferred to the supervisory commission.
The fourth time he woke up, he was directly in a prison cell, his head forcibly shaved, wearing clothes with a dark blue background, white stripes, and a number.
The robber: "???"
This doesn't seem to be a dream after all!
"You have successfully apprehended the fugitive and received a reward - Detective Conan Physique!"
Xu Mo: "???"
When he heard this prompt, he was completely taken aback.
This reward...
Did it mean he was going to transform into the 'Little Detective Death God'?
However, Xu Mo's imagined scenario of the emergency line being flooded with calls didn't materialize.
Even until the end of his shift, he hadn't received a single report.
Xu Mo thought to himself that this 'Detective Conan Physique' seemed rather underwhelming.
A whole day had passed without a single emergency call.
It was far from the 'Little Detective Death God' who encountered dead bodies wherever he went.
It was nothing special!
As soon as his shift ended, Xu Mo left the police station.
He arrived at the parking lot where he had left his vehicle, took out his keys, opened the car door, and got in.
Xu Mo took out his phone.
He called Song Yixue.
He wanted this production team's chief director to help him sort out the gold bar situation.
After a brief conversation on the phone,
They agreed to meet at a coffee shop.
Ending the call, Xu Mo put down his phone and drove straight to the coffee shop.
At the coffee shop.
As soon as Xu Mo walked into the coffee shop, Song Yixue waved at him.
"Xu Mo, over here."
As the show's chief director, she could recognize Xu Mo at a glance.
Xu Mo, having spoken with Song Yixue, could easily identify her sexy voice.
Following the source of the voice,
Xu Mo saw the appearance of this show's chief director clearly.
Her features were very delicate and three-dimensional, with a smile at the corners of her mouth, and large watery eyes that were sizing up Xu Mo.
She was wearing formal attire, with the hem of her women's shirt tucked into a matching skirt, outlining her slender waist and exaggerated bust, the very picture of a mature, attractive woman.
"I didn't know what you like to drink, so I didn't order for you in advance. Order whatever you want," Song Yixue spoke first.
"No need, we won't be talking for long anyway," Xu Mo got straight to the point: "You need to help me deal with those gold bars, we agreed on this before."
Song Yixue took a sip of coffee from the cup in front of her.
"Of course, the certificates for those gold bars are all at the office. I originally wanted you to come and collect them, but I've been a bit busy lately and forgot about it. I'll take you to get them after this."
"By the way, why did you suddenly quit the show?" Song Yixue suddenly changed the subject and asked.
The reason she had asked Xu Mo to meet at the coffee shop, instead of directly asking him to come to her office to get the certificates, was because she was curious about this matter.
In reality, Xu Mo quit because the system had upgraded, and staying with the production team wouldn't yield any more rewards.
What's the point of having a system if you don't use it?
Of course, Xu Mo wouldn't mention anything about the system.
"Life on the run isn't easy, you know. Every day when I wake up, I have to think about where to hide."
Song Yixue nodded, seeming to understand but not quite.
"I see. It's a shame about such a popular show. Are you sure you don't want a cup of coffee? The coffee here is quite good."
Xu Mo shook his head without saying a word.
Seeing that Xu Mo had no desire to chat, Song Yixue didn't push it.
"Let's go then, I'll take you to get the certificates. Our office is just nearby."
As soon as they walked out of the coffee shop,
They saw thick smoke billowing from a building not far ahead.
Just then, Xu Mo's phone rang.
He took it out and saw it was Han Fei calling.
He guessed that this call was related to the fire, and it might even be arson!
Xu Mo's eye twitched involuntarily.
He realized he had spoken too soon.
The Detective Conan Physique... truly lived up to its name!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
