The next day, Han Fei hummed a tune as he arrived at the police station.
He was in a good mood today, mainly because the three troublesome individuals had left, and he no longer had to deal with the headache of being pestered by them.
Feeling quite pleased, he entered his office, boiled some water, and brewed the Da Hong Pao tea that Xu Mo had given him.
The aroma of the tea quickly filled the room, and Han Fei couldn't help but feel even more cheerful.
This Da Hong Pao truly lived up to its reputation as a premium tea!
Just the scent alone was enough to uplift one's spirits.
To avoid wasting such high-quality tea, Han Fei only brewed a small amount at a time and even drank the first rinse water, which is usually discarded.
Just like the day before, there were no reports of incidents today.
Sipping tea, reviewing past case files, and taking a couple of leisurely strolls around the office area—it was pure bliss.
However, it wasn’t long before a phone call turned Han Fei’s face pale.
Just seeing the caller’s name made his heart race.
The call was from one of the three officers who had come to learn from him a couple of days ago.
Why are they calling now? Could it be that they’re coming back to bother me again? Didn’t they just leave yesterday?! The memory of being dominated by them resurfaced.
Han Fei was momentarily stunned.
After a brief pause, he pressed the answer button: “Hello…”
“Captain Han, something’s happened!”
“What’s wrong?” Han Fei’s brow furrowed slightly.
For an officer to sound this panicked, it had to be something serious. Moreover, this officer was from a neighboring district bureau, and for him to call someone from a different jurisdiction in such a state only emphasized the gravity of the situation.
“One of our colleagues lost his service weapon while on duty!”
“What? A service weapon is missing?!” Han Fei’s voice noticeably rose several pitches.
Losing a service weapon was indeed a major issue.
But what came next made Han Fei’s heart skip a beat.
“When the gun was lost, it was loaded with live ammunition—the magazine was full… And according to the officer who lost it, he hadn’t touched or even drawn the gun during the mission. I suspect it was stolen by someone with malicious intent.”
Lost while loaded with live ammunition and with a full magazine? Han Fei’s breathing quickened.
The police use the Type 92, specifically the police variant, which differs from the military version. The police Type 92 uses 9mm round-nose bullets, with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds.
And all fifteen rounds were live ammunition—not a single blank. If this gun fell into the wrong hands, it could mean fifteen lives!
Although the gun was lost in a neighboring district, the two districts were not far apart. If a gun was lost in the neighboring district, the civilians in Han Fei’s district could also be in danger. If the thief intended to use the gun for harm, their district could be affected as well.
Han Fei already had a rough idea of why this officer was calling him.
“You want me to bring a team to help investigate?”
“Yes, that’s also our bureau chief’s intention. He asked me to call you for assistance,” the officer on the other end replied. “Losing a service weapon is no small matter, especially one fully loaded with live ammunition. Our bureau chief hopes you can step in and help recover the gun as quickly as possible, to avoid further complications… Captain Han, can you bring a team to assist?”
Losing a service weapon was indeed a critical issue, and the top priority was to recover it as soon as possible. After all, a fully loaded gun in the hands of a criminal could lead to disastrous consequences.
Han Fei’s police station had the highest case-solving efficiency in Ram City, and even nationwide. Asking for Han Fei’s help was to ensure the lost gun was recovered in the shortest time possible, preventing any potential loss of life—something no officer wanted to see.
After a brief consideration, Han Fei immediately agreed: “I’ll bring a team over right away.”
“Alright, I’ll inform our bureau chief.”
“Okay…”
The call ended.
Han Fei quickly got up and left his office.
While he liked to boast, Han Fei was self-aware. When it came to solving cases, Xu Mo was far more skilled, even though Xu Mo was relatively new to the job. Han Fei never underestimated him.
Recovering the lost gun was urgent, and he decided to bring Xu Mo along to assist.
Han Fei walked to Xu Mo’s office door and, without knocking, pushed it open and entered.
Xu Mo looked up and saw Han Fei, who was clearly troubled by something, given the deep frown on his face.
“Captain Han, what’s the matter?”
“Yeah… One of the officers who came to our station for training yesterday just called. They said an officer from their station lost his service weapon while on duty and asked for our help in recovering it,” Han Fei summarized briefly.
Hearing this, Xu Mo immediately straightened up. “A lost service weapon?!”
“The gun was lost with a full magazine, all live rounds,” Han Fei replied gravely.
“I remember those officers are from the neighboring district, which borders our jurisdiction… If a gun is lost there, doesn’t that mean our district could also be at risk?”
A fully loaded service weapon lost—this could lead to multiple deaths! Xu Mo, who was well-versed in firearms, knew the power of the police Type 92 and its magazine capacity—fifteen rounds, meaning… fifteen lives!
No wonder Han Fei looked so tense.
At this thought, Xu Mo also frowned.
“Yes, that’s why I agreed to help. More people means more strength. Hopefully, we can recover the gun quickly,” Han Fei nodded.
The two then left the office together.
Just the two of them wouldn’t be enough, so they decided to bring a few more officers along.
Han Fei chose the recently formed Team Seven.
Team Seven was the least busy in the entire station, with no ongoing tasks.
Since Team Seven had only been established recently, they hadn’t been assigned much work. The other teams, while not dealing with major cases, were occupied with various minor tasks and couldn’t spare the time to assist the neighboring district.
Team Seven was smaller compared to the other teams, with only five members: Wang Dachuan, Chen Ke, Li Chen, Old Zhou, and Xiao Zhang.
Though the team was small, it was sufficient.
Including Han Fei and Xu Mo, there were seven people in total.
To be safe, before setting out, Han Fei, Xu Mo, and the members of Team Seven each took a service weapon and put on bulletproof vests.
While distributing the weapons and vests, Han Fei briefly explained the situation to the five members.
The seven of them split into two cars and headed to the neighboring district…
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?"
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!"
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!
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.
