At the security office of the office building.
After Xu Mo and his team revealed their police identity and communicated with the security guards, they began reviewing the surveillance footage with the guards' assistance.
First, they checked the elevator surveillance and found that the man in the suit had gone to the 22nd floor.
They then examined the hallway cameras on the 22nd floor, where they saw the suited man enter an office with a "Jufeng Investment" sign at the entrance.
"Jufeng Investment... this must be their headquarters, right?" one officer looked at his three companions.
"I'd say that's almost certain. This place is definitely a front - looks like an investment company but it's actually for money laundering! Should we go up and arrest them now?"
"Arrest them? There's only four of us, and we don't know how many of them there are. If they outnumber us, rushing in would be like throwing dumplings to a dog - useless and we'd alert them. It'd be much harder to catch them later."
"You're right. I'll call for backup now, and we'll keep watch here," the officer said, taking out his phone to call Li Yunfei and the others.
Xu Mo didn't participate in the officers' discussion.
He turned to the security guard: "Uncle, may I use this computer?"
"Of course, go ahead, feel free!" the guard nodded without hesitation.
He was happy to help the police, especially for something as simple as using a computer.
"Thanks."
After expressing his gratitude, Xu Mo began working on the computer, planning to do some quick hacking to investigate Jufeng Investment.
The three local officers watched Xu Mo at work.
Though they weren't sure what he was doing, seeing his fluid movements and hearing his rapid keystrokes, they immediately gained respect for him.
They exchanged glances, remembering Xu Mo's other identity - a hacker!
As police officers, they were familiar with common money laundering methods.
Money could be laundered through movie production, small livestreaming platform donations, online gambling sites, or high-priced art auctions.
More complex methods involved breaking large sums of dirty money into smaller amounts and distributing them across numerous overseas accounts, where a single sum might be transferred hundreds of times or more, making its origin difficult to trace before being transferred back to specific cards.
The most sophisticated and hard-to-detect money laundering techniques were rare.
Most criminals involved in money laundering didn't possess exceptional skills - if they did, they probably wouldn't have chosen a life of crime. Therefore, truly ingenious money laundering schemes were uncommon, with most methods being relatively simple and leaving traceable evidence.
After a few minutes, Xu Mo successfully hacked into their office computers.
They were actively laundering money by splitting it into smaller amounts and routing it through overseas accounts before transferring it back.
Since this method required substantial manpower for splitting amounts and making transfers, they had to recruit many employees to handle these tasks. Xu Mo, having hacked in, could see all their operations clearly.
"Confirmed - even if this isn't their main headquarters, Jufeng Investment is definitely one of their primary money laundering operations. It's a front - the investment company is just a cover. The employees upstairs are laundering money by breaking down illegal funds into smaller amounts and routing them through overseas accounts before bringing them back," Xu Mo concluded after his investigation.
"Oh, and there are about 70-80 employees up there. I suggest calling for more backup before making any moves."
"70-80 people? We definitely need more backup..." the officer muttered before calling headquarters to report the situation.
Given the large number of people involved, they needed enough officers to ensure a successful operation without complications. This would be a joint operation between different district police forces to arrest the members of the money laundering organization.
...
Half an hour later.
Police cars from all directions filled the area around the office building, and officers had completely surrounded the building.
Curious passersby were shocked.
"What the hell is going on? Why are there so many police?"
"Is there a murderer in the building?"
"What? There's a serial killer case in there?"
"What's happening up ahead? Why are so many people gathering?"
"You don't know? There are terrorists in there!"
"Damn, there's a terrorist with bombs in there! He's going to take down a whole floor of people!"
"What? A terrorist is going to blow up the office building?"
"..."
As more people gathered to watch, the rumors grew increasingly outlandish... all sorts of theories circulated.
The officers who arrived first organized their deployment.
Some officers remained downstairs to prevent any criminals from escaping in the chaos, while others entered the building to carry out the arrests.
22nd floor.
Jufeng Investment.
Bang! The office door was kicked open.
A group of officers rushed in: "Nobody move! Hands up and squat down with your hands behind your heads!"
Seeing the uniformed officers enter, the employees immediately realized something was wrong, and a chorus of expletives erupted throughout the office.
The office instantly descended into chaos.
Even with officers guarding the door, some people still tried to run.
Of course, they couldn't escape - the police had come prepared with the intention of catching everyone at once.
With the coordinated efforts of numerous officers, the chaos was quickly contained. Most of the money laundering gang members were arrested, while the rest obediently squatted in the corners with their hands behind their heads.
"Officer, you've got the wrong person - I'm just a repairman! I'm here to fix the air conditioning!"
"I'm a repairman too, I'm here to fix the plumbing!"
"Me too, I'm here to fix the computers!"
"..."
Several tried to cleverly claim their innocence, but the officers had heard such excuses countless times and simply responded: "You can explain at the police station."
Through the coordinated efforts of the many officers, all 70-80 employees involved in the money laundering operation were apprehended and escorted downstairs in groups.
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!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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...
