When One Wave Subsides, Another Rises

Through the window.

Xu Mo saw a group of people standing outside.

They were all young, mostly women.

Most of them were holding paper and pens.

Down below, someone had even set up a banner and a huge poster.

The content of the banner was related to Xu Mo, and the photo on the poster was of him as well.

Notably, the situation was the same at the entrance of the neighboring villa, which was also surrounded by frenzied crowds.

After a couple of seconds, recovering from his just-woken-up daze,

Xu Mo roughly realized the intentions of the group outside his door.

"The famous fear fame as pigs fear fattening... This saying is really true," Xu Mo sighed helplessly.

"Look at the second floor! Xu Mo is awake! He's looking at us!" Suddenly, someone sharp-eyed spotted Xu Mo standing at the second-floor window, looking down at them.

The crowd went wild.

They swarmed to the front gate, clutching the paper and pens they had prepared in advance, waiting for Xu Mo to come out and give them autographs.

Xu Mo was dumbfounded.

He had only participated in one TV show.

Inexplicably, he had become famous. Being occasionally recognized on the street was one thing, but people actually coming to his door for autographs?

These days, is it that easy to become famous and gain fans?

Ridiculous!

If he occasionally met one or two people asking for autographs on the street, Xu Mo would certainly not refuse.

But with a crowd like this, blocking his front door, he couldn't handle it. With so many people, if he were to sign for each one, it would take forever.

Xu Mo thought it would be best to ignore these people, so he closed the curtains, changed his clothes, and went to wash up, then had breakfast.

To avoid the crowd, he decided not to leave through the main entrance, but chose to exit through the back door.

He also decided not to drive his car, planning to take a taxi to work instead.

Because people were blocking the main gate, Xu Mo was afraid of getting entangled, so he didn't take his usual route out of the villa complex.

He planned to take a detour from the back, using a longer route he had never taken before.

...

Thanks to the reward from the system, Xu Mo had excellent eyesight, able to see things clearly within two kilometers.

It was precisely because of his good eyesight

That he inadvertently saw a person lying motionless on the ground in the villa in front of him.

From the lividity on the body, Xu Mo immediately deduced that the person lying on the ground was already dead.

And judging from the degree of lividity, the time of death was about four hours ago, the person had just died in the early hours of this morning!

"No way, what are the odds..." Xu Mo was momentarily stunned.

He had just casually glanced at the villa behind him while walking.

Who knew he would see a corpse inside the villa through the glass.

The Conan syndrome was truly terrifying!

"Well, no need to go to work now." Xu Mo took out his phone and dialed Han Fei.

Meanwhile.

Han Fei had already arrived at the police station.

It wasn't quite time to start work yet, so he was eating breakfast while scrolling through his phone.

When he saw the trending topic related to Xu Mo and Yang Jingxuan, his eyes widened.

"Holy crap! Xu Mo actually hooked up with a female celebrity?"

Just then, his phone rang.

The caller was Xu Mo.

Han Fei immediately answered the call.

"Hey, why are you calling me? I saw that news, you dog! You even managed to hook up with a female celebrity?"

After a pause, Han Fei asked, "Did you stay up all night and are calling to ask for a day off?"

Han Fei thought that Xu Mo calling at this hour must be to say he'd be late to the police station, or simply to ask for a day off.

He was experienced in these matters and understood.

Young people, after all, tend to have abundant energy!

Xu Mo: "???"

What was Captain Han talking about?

What did he mean by hooking up with a female celebrity, and staying up all night? Fighting what?

"I'm not calling for time off, I've discovered a corpse. It looks like homicide, not suicide."

Just a second ago, Han Fei was joking with Xu Mo.

But upon hearing Xu Mo's words, he immediately sat up straight.

"A corpse? Where did you find it?"

"Yes, a corpse, in the neighborhood where I live," Xu Mo replied. "I saw it by chance through my neighbor's window."

"Are you sure it's a corpse? Is it possible you might have seen wrong?"

This question seemed to doubt his professional ability, and Xu Mo felt Han Fei was somewhat underestimating him: "Of course I'm sure. Who would lie face down on the ground motionless? Besides, I saw the lividity. Judging from the condition of the lividity, the time of death was about four hours ago."

Han Fei was silent for four or five seconds.

"...You don't need to come to the police station. Wait for us to come over."

"Alright, then I won't go to the station. I'll send you the location of the neighborhood where I live now."

"Send it over. We're preparing to leave now."

After ending the call, Han Fei stuffed the whole egg he had just peeled into his mouth, picked up the thermos filled with goji berries on the table, and took a sip, forcing down the choking egg.

At this moment, he was somewhat questioning life.

Not because of choking on the egg, but because of these successive cases!

They had just finished dealing with a murder case last night after working overtime.

Who knew another one would come up today!

This was like a rhythm of one death per day...

What was going on recently? It wasn't peaceful at all.

Cases were coming one after another, and they were all murders!

Han Fei stared blankly at his seat for a couple of seconds before pushing open the door and walking out of his office.

It wasn't quite work time yet.

So most people hadn't arrived.

There were only a few people who had come in so far.

Han Fei picked a few of the more capable ones from among them.

"Chen Ke, Li Chen, Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhang... you four come with me now."

"What's the matter, Captain Han?" Chen Ke instinctively asked.

You might not believe it, but... someone else has died! Han Fei sighed and said, "Xu Mo just called me. He said he discovered a corpse in his neighbor's house. From the scene, he doesn't think it's suicide, but homicide."

The four of them: "???"

Their first reaction upon hearing this news was the same as Han Fei's.

They all expressed utter bewilderment.

Another murder case?

Isn't this like seeing a ghost in broad daylight? They had just solved a murder case yesterday.

The two people arrested in that case hadn't even been taken away for sentencing yet, they were still being held temporarily at the police station.

And now a new case had come up...

This was probably what they meant by "when one wave subsides, another rises."

"What's going on?" Chen Ke scratched his head. "Isn't the crime rate a bit too high lately..."

Han Fei didn't respond to Chen Ke, but instead urged hurriedly.

"Stop dawdling, let's get going. Chen Ke, you drive. I'll navigate with my phone," he said, tossing the car keys to Chen Ke while opening the navigation app on his phone.

Following the neighborhood name Xu Mo had sent him, he started the navigation.

The group headed straight for where Xu Mo lived...

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