The unnatural expression on Sun Jian's face lasted for two or three seconds.
Then, he composed himself and followed the three into the elevator.
He looked at Xu Mo.
"Officer, you must be joking. No matter how much I care about my sister, I know that murder is illegal. I would never do such a thing."
Xu Mo just smiled, without saying much.
He wasn't surprised at all by Sun Jian's response.
Which murderer would directly admit to their crime?
Whatever he said, they'd take him to the police station for questioning!
At the police station.
"Captain Han, we've brought the suspect in," said Wang Dachuan.
Han Fei nodded.
"Take him to the interrogation room."
For the interrogation, he called Xu Mo in as well.
He mainly wanted Xu Mo to assist with the questioning.
In the interrogation room, Sun Jian sat in the interrogation chair, with Han Fei and Xu Mo sitting opposite him.
Outside the room, a group of police officers were standing, peering in through the one-way glass.
"Do you think Xu Mo is really as amazing as they say? Can he really get someone to confess in just two sentences?"
"I doubt it. There's no one that skilled. Criminals know they'll go to jail, and who wants that? They all keep their mouths shut tight to avoid prison."
"I think so too, it's all rumors! Even Captain Han doesn't have that ability, how could Xu Mo be that good?"
"Dachuan, what do you think? You've had more contact with Xu Mo, what's your take on him?"
Hearing this, Wang Dachuan pondered for a moment.
Then he responded.
"You shouldn't underestimate Xu Mo. From what I've observed, I think... he's got some real skills!"
Meanwhile, inside the interrogation room.
"Sun Jian, tell us how you killed Zhang Guodong," Han Fei said, getting straight to the point.
Usually, when asked such a sensitive question, the real culprit would appear quite uncomfortable.
However, Sun Jian's demeanor was unusually calm, as if he had prepared for this in advance.
"Murder? Officer, I don't know what you're talking about. Who is Zhang Guodong? I don't even know him. Why would I kill someone I don't know? Do you have any evidence? You can't just falsely accuse a law-abiding citizen without proof, can you?"
Right from the start, Sun Jian positioned himself as the victim, portraying Han Fei and his team as the bad guys falsely accusing an innocent person.
Hearing this, Han Fei knew that Sun Jian was no pushover.
He was quite skilled at turning the tables!
Han Fei immediately pulled out some surveillance footage to show Sun Jian.
"Whether we're falsely accusing you or not, you know the truth. Of course we have evidence. Why would we bring you in without any? This cleaner in the surveillance footage is you, isn't it? The cameras recorded everything. You killed Zhang Guodong, didn't you?"
Sun Jian glanced at the footage, then immediately fixed his gaze on Han Fei.
"It's not me."
"Then where were you this afternoon?"
As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, Sun Jian quickly replied.
"I was at home playing video games. You can check my gaming account to see if I was online at the time."
"At the time? I didn't mention what time it was. How are you so sure you were home playing games when the crime occurred?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes.
Denying it wouldn't work.
Ordinary people who haven't experienced interrogation can't withstand the pressure.
Especially those criminals who think they're clever and prepare alibis in advance. What they believe to be airtight stories often have numerous holes when viewed by experienced officers.
Skilled police officers will use every means to make you slip up!
One wrong word and it's over.
Sun Jian immediately realized he had misspoken.
He chose to remain silent, refusing to say anything more.
Han Fei had seen plenty of suspects who opted for silence like this.
Ignoring Sun Jian's silence, he pulled out another piece of surveillance footage and continued.
"This footage must be you, right? We've specifically compared the individuals in both videos. Based on body shape, build, and walking gait, we can confirm it's the same person. So, this cleaner is also you. You disguised yourself as a cleaner, covered your face, killed Zhang Guodong, and then set a fire attempting to destroy evidence and cover up the crime..."
Hearing this, even with Sun Jian's strong composure, his expression changed slightly.
But he quickly thought of a rebuttal.
"Officer, that can't be considered evidence, can it? How can you determine that cleaner is me just based on a video? There are billions of people in the world. Isn't it normal for some to have similar body types and walking gaits?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Before Han Fei could respond.
Xu Mo, who had been silent until now, fixed his gaze on Sun Jian and said.
"We found the discarded cleaner's uniform. We discovered some skin cells and hair on it. Whether you're that cleaner or not, a simple DNA test will tell us..."
A flash of panic appeared on Sun Jian's face.
Han Fei couldn't help but glance at Xu Mo.
He thought to himself that Xu Mo was quite impressive.
This one sentence was enough to break down Sun Jian's psychological defenses.
Xu Mo continued.
"Confessing voluntarily and being forced to confess are completely different matters. We haven't done the DNA test yet. If you confess now, you still have a chance. Of course... if you want to spend a couple more years in prison, you can choose to keep denying it. You have a sister, right? There's a big difference between spending two more years with her or two less."
Sun Jian's eyes darted around, and he swallowed hard.
From his expression, it seemed he was weighing his options.
He didn't know if Xu Mo's words were true or false.
He wanted to take a gamble, but was afraid of losing.
However, Xu Mo had no intention of giving him much time to consider.
In situations like this, speed was crucial. A quick, decisive move to confuse the suspect and force a decision was necessary.
If Sun Jian had time to think it through, it would be too late.
In the next moment, Xu Mo stood up from his seat, walked to Sun Jian's side, and made a motion as if to pull Sun Jian's hair.
"Considering you have a sister, I wanted to give you a choice. If you don't want it, so be it."
Sun Jian instinctively tilted his head to dodge.
In that instant, he made his decision.
He didn't dare to gamble.
If he lost, he would miss out on a few years of his sister's growth.
How many sets of a few years does one have in life?
Suddenly, Sun Jian's tone softened.
"I'll talk... I killed Zhang Guodong."
Han Fei smiled.
Xu Mo indeed had some tricks up his sleeve. He was a master of psychological manipulation. Bringing him in for the interrogation was undoubtedly a correct decision.
It's worth noting that even Han Fei himself hadn't thought about the cleaner's uniform that Sun Jian had taken off and discarded carelessly.
He hadn't expected Xu Mo to use this point to directly break down Sun Jian's psychological defenses.
Outside the interrogation room.
The police officers watching through the one-way glass were all bewildered.
Just moments ago, they had been doubting the rumor that Xu Mo could make a criminal confess with just two sentences.
But now... it seemed to be true?
After all, Xu Mo had indeed managed to get Sun Jian to confess with just a few words!
After hearing Sun Jian's words, Xu Mo turned back to his seat.
He fixed his gaze on Sun Jian.
"Let's begin."
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.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
