Xu Mo had just stepped out of his car when, before he could even steady himself, a man suddenly snatched the car keys from his hand and shoved him forcefully.
However, upon closer inspection, Xu Mo couldn't help but chuckle.
This guy was none other than Liang Ping, the very person they were trying to catch!
What a stroke of luck—just as they were about to hunt him down, he had walked right into their hands!
After fleeing the train station, Liang Ping's first thought was to steal a car and make a getaway. After all, relying on his own two legs wouldn't be enough to shake off the police.
As luck would have it, he spotted an RS7 just pulling up. He thought it was a sign from above, knowing he needed a fast car to escape, and here it was, perfectly timed.
With this car, those cops wouldn't even be able to see his taillights!
After snatching the car keys from a stranger, Liang Ping gave the young man a shove, annoyed that he had gotten in the way.
"Get out of here!"
…
Five seconds later.
Outside the high-speed train station, next to an RS7.
A middle-aged man with a baseball cap was pinned to the ground by a young man, his face pressed firmly against the pavement.
Upon closer inspection, one could see bruises on the middle-aged man's face.
Trying to steal a car and ending up getting beaten instead—what a disaster.
"Liang Ping, you're wanted in connection with two murder cases. We are arresting you according to the law," Xu Mo said, taking out handcuffs and cuffing the man he had pinned to the ground.
Liang Ping: "..."
What terrible luck…
Trying to steal a car from the very cop who was hunting him down—this was practically delivering himself to their doorstep!
At that moment, several police officers on duty at the train station came running out.
As soon as they emerged, they saw Xu Mo pinning Liang Ping to the ground, the handcuffs already on his wrists.
They all breathed a sigh of relief—at least they hadn't let him get away!
…
At the police station.
In the interrogation room.
"Why did you kill them?"
"I didn't kill anyone."
"Then why were you running at the train station?" Chen Ke knocked on the table.
"They were chasing me—of course I had to run."
Meanwhile, Xu Mo picked up a few photos that had been developed and placed them on the table.
"At two o'clock this morning, you discarded a bag of monkfish in the trash at the seafood market. We found some dismembered body parts inside the fish. After that, you went to Room 102, Building 4, Jinyi Community. When we arrived, we found another body in the room."
"After investigation, we discovered that the two victims were your daughter and her boyfriend… Your daughter was pregnant. When you found out, you felt your reputation was at stake, so you killed your daughter, dismembered her body, and stuffed it into the fish. Then you killed your daughter's boyfriend."
"Am I wrong? We handle cases are based on evidence. If we didn't have evidence, we wouldn't have brought you here. So… I advise you to confess honestly and not put up any futile resistance."
After Xu Mo finished speaking, the man fell silent.
The motive, the time, the method—Xu Mo had laid it all out clearly.
The police had already gathered these clues, and the man knew that any attempt to argue would be in vain. Eventually, he lowered his head.
"I killed them."
"Just because you felt your reputation was at stake?" Xu Mo asked.
"What do you think?" The man clenched his teeth: "Do you know what the neighbors were saying about me? I…"
"Can I have a cigarette?"
Xu Mo thought for a moment, then gave Chen Ke a glance.
Chen Ke stood up, took a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Liang Ping, lighting it for him.
"Thank you."
Liang Ping took a drag, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke, then leaned back in the interrogation chair and began to speak.
"I was busy with work and didn't have time to look after her. Plus, she was in her rebellious phase and wouldn't listen to me. She even ran away from home for a few months… She came back three days ago, heavily pregnant."
"I told her to take me to see her boyfriend, but he wouldn't open the door. I wanted her to go to the hospital, but she refused, arguing with me and insisting on keeping the baby. Can you understand how I felt at that moment? In a fit of anger, I…"
"It's summer, and the body couldn't stay at home, so I had to dispose of it. I heard that monkfish have a strong digestive system and can digest anything they swallow, so I bought some monkfish and a large fish tank, planning to dismember the body and feed it to the fish, letting them slowly digest it. But the fish died after only a short time."
"I didn't dare throw the fish in the community, afraid someone might pick them up and eat them, so I packed them back up and dumped them at the seafood market. After all, people often throw fish and shrimp there, so it wouldn't attract attention… How did you find those fish?" Liang Ping asked curiously.
"They were picked up by a hotel buyer." Xu Mo explained, "You continue. What about the guy with the yellow hair? Why didn't you dispose of his body?"
Liang Ping let out a self-deprecating laugh.
"I didn't know how to dispose of a body. My first attempt failed, didn't it? After dumping the fish back at the seafood market, I prepared for the worst and decided to flee. Killing the guy with the yellow hair was an impulse.
"Anyway, I was going to run away either way, so I figured I might as well kill him too. One murder is as bad as two—it would also help me vent my anger. After killing him, I went to the ATM and withdrew all the money from my card in small amounts. After dawn, I contacted some local buyers and sold all the appliances and furniture in my house at a steep discount. I was planning to take the money and run, but… I only committed the crime early this morning, and by tonight, you caught me."
Liang Ping's confession was all recorded by Chen Ke.
After he finished, Chen Ke quickly organized the transcript and handed it to him.
"This is what you've said. Take a look. If there's no problem, sign here."
Liang Ping glanced through it briefly, then picked up the pen and signed his name shakily, nervously asking, "Officer, what kind of sentence am I looking at?"
"We only handle arrests. We don't know the specifics of the sentence, but you'll find out soon enough." Xu Mo shook his head.
Intentional murder, and multiple victims, including such heinous acts as dismemberment—the possibility of an immediate death sentence wasn't out of the question.
Xu Mo didn't tell Liang Ping this to prevent him from causing trouble in the temporary holding cell or even attempting suicide before the trial.
Better to avoid unnecessary complications.
"The case is closed. You handle the lockdown at the hotel kitchen." After leaving the interrogation room, Xu Mo said to Chen Ke.
"Okay."
"Then I'll head back first. You can go home directly after you're done… Oh, and the meal bill hasn't been paid yet. While you're at the hotel, ask how much that meal cost. Let me know, and I'll transfer you the money."
…
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
