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."
…
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!"
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.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
