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!
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.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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."
