After successfully pulling off the heist, the group of thieves killed a key figure, completely cutting off the trail of the case.
The police officers all turned their gaze toward Xu Mo.
They were out of ideas and had no choice but to place their hopes on Xu Mo, hoping he might have some new insights.
Realizing everyone was looking at him, Xu Mo couldn't help but rub his face.
"Why are you all just staring at me? Come on, think of something yourselves! Can't you all rely on me?"
However, Xu Mo didn't complain. Instead, he reviewed all the clues they had gathered so far and continued to ponder.
What they knew for certain was that the thieves who had emptied the insurance company's vault were not a single person but a gang. There was no doubt about that; one person couldn't have pulled this off.
The thieves had split into two groups, working in tandem.
One person infiltrated the insurance company and tampered with the power supply room, burning the wires and damaging the generator, causing the entire company to lose power for a considerable period.
During the blackout, the insurance company's surveillance systems failed, and the power-operated vault door and layers of security checks also ceased to function. The company's employees were unable to enter the vault in time to stop the thieves from emptying it.
The main group of the thieves took advantage of the power outage to breach the vault's walls and ransacked the contents inside.
To be on the safe side, they even killed the member of the gang who had infiltrated the insurance company's power supply room.
It was because this person was killed that the police's investigation trail was completely cut off. The deceased was the only member of the thieves' gang that the police had discovered so far. With his death, the difficulty of solving the case increased significantly, and the police had completely lost the chance to track down the other members of the gang.
Working from the inside and outside, and then silencing the insider... The plan was very thorough. The thieves had directly severed the trail of clues, and Xu Mo felt that this case was quite tricky.
"So, any thoughts?" Han Fei asked.
"No..." Xu Mo shook his head and answered honestly.
"Maybe we should focus on the murder scene and the surveillance around the insurance company. There might be some clues there," Li Chen suggested.
"That could work..." Han Fei pondered. "Let's try it, even if it's a long shot."
Although Li Chen's method wasn't great, it was the only option they had at the moment.
However, Han Fei didn't hold much hope for Li Chen's suggestion.
These thieves were clearly well-prepared and highly professional, and they were also ruthless. To cover their tracks, they were even willing to kill their own accomplices.
These were professionals. If they had gone to such lengths to cover their tracks, it meant they had planned everything meticulously before the heist. They wouldn't have left any traces at the murder scene or in the surrounding surveillance.
In Han Fei's opinion, focusing on the murder scene and the surrounding surveillance would likely yield no useful findings.
While the police officers sealed off the scene and carefully examined the clues left at the murder site, Xu Mo continued to think about whether there was anything else unreasonable about the case.
He had a feeling that he was missing something very crucial... There must be something else that didn't add up!
He decided to return to the insurance company for another look.
Xu Mo pulled back the police tape, left the alley, and returned to the insurance company.
At that moment, several insurance company employees were discussing the recent theft.
"Do you guys know how much the stuff stolen from the vault is worth in total?"
"I don't know, but I guess at least a hundred million yuan, right?"
"A hundred million? You're underestimating it. Let me tell you... I overheard the manager calling the police when it happened. The total value of everything in our company's vault is close to a billion yuan!"
"Holy crap! A billion yuan?! If all that's gone, won't our boss have to pay a fortune in compensation?"
"Why are you worrying about whether he'll go bankrupt? We're just employees. This has nothing to do with us."
"Well, I still feel bad for our boss. Those thieves are really scumbags."
"You're such an idiot. Did a donkey kick your brain? Feeling sorry for a capitalist? You're really something!"
“Forget it, why are we even talking about this? I wonder if the police officers can get back the stolen stuff. If they can't, we'll probably be out of a job soon...”
"I doubt it. What can those cops do? They can't even interrogate properly. I bet this case will just be swept under the rug eventually."
"Ugh, don't jinx it. I don't want to lose my job."
"You're not seriously expecting them to get back the stolen stuff, are you? Let me tell you, it's impossible! If the police really could get back the stolen stuff... I'd chop my head off and let you use it as a soccer ball!"
"..."
Although Xu Mo was some distance away from the employees, his hearing was extremely sharp, and he had heard their entire conversation clearly.
"The boss of the insurance company..." Xu Mo muttered to himself.
He suddenly realized what that unreasonable point he had overlooked was.
The most unreasonable thing about this case was that the insurance company's boss had never shown up!
The insurance company had been robbed, and all the client belongings stored in the vault had been stolen.
The total value of the stolen items was close to a billion yuan.
That was an astronomical figure, even for a successful businessman. A billion yuan was definitely not a small amount.
If the stolen items couldn't be recovered, the insurance company's boss would have to bear the losses, which would require him to pay compensation. And the amount he would have to pay might not just be a billion yuan; it could be even more.
Wasn't the boss anxious or afraid?
If he was, why hadn't he come to check on the situation, even just to inquire about the progress of the investigation?
He hadn't shown up, as if he didn't care about the matter at all. This was highly suspicious.
Xu Mo's mind suddenly came up with a bold conjecture.
He immediately went to find the manager.
"Where's your boss now?"
"Ah? My boss..." The manager was taken aback. "I... I don't know."
"You don't know? Didn't you tell him about the company being robbed?"
The manager nodded. "I told him, right after it happened, I called him."
"And what was his reaction?" Xu Mo asked, staring at the manager.
"He cursed at me a few times and then hung up."
"Did he say he was coming to the company?"
"No."
"And he didn't even tell you to call the police!?"
"No..." From Xu Mo's questions, the manager could sense where Xu Mo was going with this. He looked at Xu Mo in confusion. "Officer, are you suspecting our boss...?"
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.”
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!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
