“What do you have to say about this?”
Xu Mo was staring at the man in front of him.
The man was initially stunned, thinking to himself, *I’ve been sold out?* In that moment, he felt a surge of panic.
But soon, he figured it out.
This was a bluff!
He remembered overhearing a conversation between two police officers before being brought into the interrogation room. At the time, he hadn’t thought much of it, even feeling like his situation was hopeless. However, now that he thought about it carefully, it was clear that the two officers had been acting in concert, trying to trick him.
And the goal? Most likely to get him to confess!
With this realization, the man’s panicked expression disappeared, replaced by a feigned look of confusion.
“Officer, I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“Still putting up a front…” Xu Mo sighed and shook his head. “Killing someone is already a serious crime, but coercing and threatening others to help you commit murder is even worse.”
As he spoke, Xu Mo tapped the confession document on the table. “Ren Qin has already confessed to everything. I advise you to come clean as well. We already know about the crimes you and Ren Qin committed. Refusing to cooperate will only result in a heavier sentence.”
Xu Mo wasn’t bluffing.
This wasn’t something he had orchestrated in advance.
Xu Mo had only discussed with Han Fei the idea of staging a scene in front of the man before the interrogation, to make him believe that his accomplice had been caught and was extremely unstable, likely to confess at any moment. The hope was that this would break the man’s psychological defenses, prompting him to confess in order to receive a lighter sentence.
However, the man hadn’t confessed yet, and Ren Qin, who had been left alone in the other interrogation room, couldn’t hold out any longer.
She had been in the interrogation room for a long time without any police officers coming to question her. She sensed something was off and assumed the police might already have solid evidence of her crime. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. After careful consideration, she decided to confess before the police could present concrete evidence.
She immediately started yelling and screaming in the interrogation room, attracting the attention of a police officer. Before the officer could ask her anything, she spilled everything.
Cooperating with the investigation could lead to a reduced sentence.
The officer had just brought Xu Mo Ren Qin’s confession, which she had signed.
In her confession, Ren Qin claimed she had been coerced. She didn’t want to kill her son, but her life was threatened, and she had no choice but to comply.
In her statement, Ren Qin portrayed herself as a victim of coercion, merely an accomplice who had been forced to participate in the murder. She tried her best to distance herself from the crime.
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” the man insisted, still refusing to budge.
He was convinced that Xu Mo was bluffing.
*I can’t say anything. If I do, it’s over!*
The next moment, Xu Mo shrugged.
“Fine, if you don’t want to talk, that’s your choice. We already have a confession, and combined with the physical evidence and clues we’ve gathered, we can still prosecute you.”
Without solid evidence, the police could only rely on the suspects’ confessions to solve a case. If a suspect remained silent, the police might know they were the culprit but couldn’t do much about it.
However, when there is concrete evidence proving a suspect’s guilt, their confession becomes less important.
Ren Qin’s confession was the strongest piece of evidence.
Of course, the police wouldn’t simply take Ren Qin’s word at face value. The evidence they had gathered aligned perfectly with her confession, particularly regarding the method and timing of the crime.
The victim had indeed been locked in a sealed kitchen and killed by poisoning, only to have their wrist slit afterward to make it look like a suicide.
The fingerprints on the sliding glass door, the cloth in the kitchen soaked with the smell of natural gas, and the autopsy report all corroborated this.
Although the man was the murderer, Xu Mo still wanted to give him a chance to turn himself in and start over. However, the man showed no gratitude and refused to confess.
*You’re as stubborn as a rock in a filthy pit,* Xu Mo thought.
Giving someone a chance and having them not use it… Xu Mo slowly stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.
After a short while, he returned, carrying several evidence bags and an autopsy report.
In front of the man, Xu Mo reconstructed the events of that morning.
“You and Ren Qin were lovers, but her son—the victim—disliked you intensely. Last night, you took advantage of the victim’s business trip to stay at Ren Qin’s house. Unexpectedly, the victim returned home early this morning and caught you there.”
“You two got into an argument and started fighting. Ren Qin intervened and separated you. The victim then went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and threatened to kill you. Ren Qin tried to stop him again, and that’s when you entered the kitchen, turned on the gas valve, and, while the victim wasn’t paying attention, pressed his face down onto the gas stove…”
By this point, the man’s face was ashen, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Everything Xu Mo described was exactly what had happened that morning… It seemed he hadn’t been bluffing earlier. Ren Qin had truly confessed to everything.
The police now had a complete understanding of how he had killed the victim.
Xu Mo didn’t look at the man as he continued.
“After you pressed the victim’s face onto the gas stove, he inhaled a large amount of carbon monoxide, causing him to move slowly and become weak. You then locked him in the sealed kitchen and left, allowing him to pass out and die. Later, to cover up your crime, you slit the victim’s wrist to make it look like a suicide and threatened Ren Qin not to reveal anything.”
The symptoms of carbon monoxide poisoning include headaches, dizziness, ringing in the ears, and weakness in the limbs.
The victim, who had inhaled a large amount of carbon monoxide in a short time, didn’t even have the strength to break the glass door and escape from the kitchen. The faint fingerprint on the sliding glass door was his last desperate attempt to call for help.
Unfortunately, his plea for help went unanswered.
As soon as Xu Mo finished speaking, the man erupted.
“I didn’t threaten her! She’s lying! It was her idea to slit the wrist and fake a suicide!”
Earlier, he had remained silent because he believed Xu Mo was bluffing and didn’t want to fall for it.
But now, Xu Mo had recounted the events of that morning in detail, which meant Ren Qin had indeed confessed. Even if he didn’t admit his guilt, the police had enough to convict him.
He had accidentally killed the victim, but the idea of faking a suicide and threatening Ren Qin wasn’t his. If those charges stuck, it would mean a harsher sentence.
The man wasn’t stupid. He knew that if he didn’t speak up now, he would never have another chance to clear his name.
“I only committed manslaughter! I didn’t do anything else!”

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.”

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!

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?"

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"