Han Fei claimed that he just went through the motions while Xu Mo did all the work, implying that Xu Mo solved the case single-handedly.
It's worth noting that while there were many capable individuals in the police station, those who could solve cases independently were extremely rare.
Especially considering this case that Xu Mo solved was one that had given all officers a headache.
A case that stumped everyone was cracked by Xu Mo, a newcomer.
This forced all the officers to reassess their view of this rookie...
What kind of monster was this guy?
He was almost unfairly good!
After Han Fei pushed through the crowd and returned to his office, the officers surrounded Xu Mo like stars orbiting the moon.
"That's impressive, Xu Mo! You solved this case all by yourself? Tell us how you did it!"
"Yes, yes, tell us! We want to learn from you!"
"What did I tell you? What did I say? When Xu Mo first arrived, I said he seemed extraordinary! That's what I call an eye for talent!"
"How did you come to suspect that psychologist? Tell us about it!"
"..."
How did it happen... Would they believe him if he said it was luck? Xu Mo thought back to the process: "It's really not as mysterious as everyone's making it out to be. I just got lucky."
His words were met with collective skepticism.
Luck?
Since when did solving cases depend on luck?
It should be about skill!
Who solves cases by luck?
Nobody believed Xu Mo's explanation, and they kept pressing him to share the whole process.
Feeling his colleagues' enthusiasm, Xu Mo began to recount the events.
"Last night, I checked the surveillance footage from the Guojin Building and noticed something odd. So I went back there and happened to stop someone from jumping off the building. I asked them why they wanted to jump... From their answer, I figured out the perpetrator might be a psychologist. After that, Captain Han led the team to arrest the psychologist, and we interrogated him together. He confessed to everything. It's that simple, really not as mysterious as everyone's making it out to be."
Xu Mo spoke casually because he genuinely felt there was nothing remarkable about how he solved the case; everything seemed normal to him.
But while he felt that way, others certainly didn't.
The officers could only assume this was Xu Mo being modest.
Simple? How was that simple??
Among all of them, only Xu Mo noticed something wrong with the surveillance footage.
The part about saving someone at the Guojin Building could be attributed to luck, as Xu Mo said.
But the interrogation... Was that really simple?
Especially when dealing with a psychologist, someone well-versed in psychology with exceptional mental fortitude!
Interrogating ordinary people was challenging enough, let alone a psychologist - that was definitely a tough nut to crack.
Was it really that simple to make a psychologically strong professional confess?
At this moment, everyone had the same thought.
Xu Mo was being too modest!
Then someone else asked.
"Wasn't the psychologist difficult to interrogate? I think psychologists and lawyers are the hardest to interrogate when they commit crimes... How did you get him to confess? Any special techniques?"
Xu Mo paused for two seconds, then put on a mysterious expression.
"To be honest, I have truth serum! One injection, and whether they're a lawyer or psychologist, if they've committed a crime, they'll confess everything immediately, without holding anything back."
Everyone: "..."
It was one thing to deflect, but this was ridiculous!
Truth serum? Really?
That only exists in TV dramas, not in the real world.
Was Xu Mo treating them like three-year-olds? Did he think they were that gullible?
Even in TV dramas, truth serum wasn't that effective - it wouldn't work on someone with strong willpower. Clearly, Xu Mo just didn't want to tell the truth.
It seemed Xu Mo had his own unique interrogation techniques, but obviously, he was unwilling to share them. This might be his little secret, or perhaps Xu Mo had some other reason he couldn't discuss.
Thinking this way, everyone dropped their curiosity and stopped asking.
"It's your little secret, right? No worries, if you don't want to tell us, that's fine. Everyone has their secrets, we understand."
"No wonder Captain Han picked you. You're really impressive, much better than me. I admit it."
"Either way, Xu Mo is part of our police force now, and that's lucky for all of us. Having such an expert here means we'll all benefit."
"..."
This trick worked well - as soon as I mentioned truth serum, they stopped asking... Xu Mo thought to himself that he hadn't actually lied to them; he'd told the truth, but they chose not to believe it.
...
For the rest of the day, most officers weren't too busy, so it was quite relaxed.
Most officers would occasionally discuss among themselves, frequently glancing at Xu Mo.
Their subject of discussion was naturally Xu Mo, but what exactly they were discussing remained unknown.
Xu Mo completely ignored these discussions and the occasional glances thrown his way, acting as if nothing was happening.
After finishing the small amount of work he had, Xu Mo simply started slacking off.
This continued for the entire day.
After returning home, he ate the dinner prepared by the four women, chatted with them for a while, watched some TV, and then went to his room.
He used the turtle breathing technique to sleep for two hours.
When he woke up, he felt refreshed, all fatigue gone, feeling full of energy.
Like yesterday, Xu Mo played games to pass the time until dawn, then ate breakfast and headed straight to the police station.
He arrived at eight-thirty.
Xu Mo had once again arrived just on time.
As soon as he entered, he noticed something was off about the atmosphere in the police station.
Today, the mood in the station was somewhat gloomy, completely different from yesterday's cheerful atmosphere.
Something seems wrong, is there a new case? Xu Mo asked Wang Dachuan, who had arrived earlier: "What's going on today? Why does everyone look so serious? Do we have a new case?"
"Yes!" Wang Dachuan nodded: "Missing persons cases. We've received over a dozen reports in the past three days. All the missing are girls, young women - the youngest is sixteen, and the oldest is only twenty-four."
"Human trafficking?" Xu Mo was startled, realizing he had guessed correctly about there being a case.
Wang Dachuan nodded again, then handed Xu Mo a document: "It's almost certainly trafficking. The frequency of disappearances isn't normally this high. These are the files on the known missing persons - take a look."

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world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”