Qinghe Bay Police Branch.
Two police cars pulled up one after the other at the entrance of the station.
The doors opened, and seven people stepped out.
Leading the group were Han Fei and Xu Mo, followed by several members of their team.
As soon as Han Fei and his team arrived, an officer approached to greet them.
The officer in charge of reception was one of the three who had visited Han Fei’s station for training the day before.
“Captain Han, Captain Xu,” he said with visible anxiety as he approached them.
After greeting Han Fei and Xu Mo, he forced a smile toward the officers behind them.
The smile was strained, and his face was filled with bitterness, making it look more like a grimace than a genuine expression.
“Any leads?” Han Fei asked.
The officer shook his head. “None.”
If they had any leads, they wouldn’t have needed to call Han Fei for help.
Led by the officer, the group entered the station.
At the front of the office area was a whiteboard, which the officers often used to organize clues during investigations.
At the moment, a group of officers stood around the whiteboard, looking utterly perplexed. Among them was Director Gao, who was deeply troubled by the loss of a subordinate’s firearm.
The station was as quiet as stagnant water, the silence almost suffocating.
A voice broke the stillness.
“Director Gao, Captain Xu and Captain Han are here.”
Hearing this, the officers’ faces lit up with hope.
Help had arrived!
Xu Mo’s reputation preceded him. Many in the system referred to him as a “super detective.”
As for Han Fei, while his fame might not match Xu Mo’s, he was no ordinary figure either.
According to the officers who had gone to learn investigative techniques from him, Xu Mo, the super detective, had been mentored by Han Fei.
This alone spoke volumes about Han Fei’s expertise in solving cases.
With both Xu Mo and Han Fei coming to assist, the officers felt much more at ease.
Not only the officers but even Director Gao’s eyes gleamed with hope.
“This is Captain Xu, and this is Captain Han… This is Director Gao,” the officer introduced.
“Director Gao,” Xu Mo and Han Fei said in unison.
Director Gao waved his hand. “No need for formalities. The case is what matters now…”
In the presence of these two investigative experts, he didn’t put on airs.
The most pressing issue at hand was the missing firearm.
“Xiao Li, give Captain Han and Xu Mo a detailed rundown of the case!” Director Gao continued.
The officer called Xiao Li stepped up to the whiteboard and began explaining everything they knew so far.
“Yesterday afternoon, Hao Qi, the officer who lost his firearm, went out on a mission with his service weapon. He was only out for two hours, but when he returned, the gun was missing. According to Hao Qi, he never encountered a situation where he needed to draw his weapon, so he never took it out of its holster. The gun stayed in the holster the entire time, and he didn’t stop to rest anywhere during the mission, so it’s unlikely that he accidentally dropped it. He suspects the gun was stolen, and we agree… The places marked on the whiteboard are all the locations he passed through yesterday.”
Since the officer himself didn’t know when or where the gun was lost, there weren’t many clues to go on. The entire summary took only a few sentences.
After listening to Xiao Li’s explanation, Xu Mo fell silent for a moment, deep in thought. Then he asked a question.
“When Hao Qi went out on the mission yesterday, was he in plain clothes or in uniform?”
“He was in uniform,” Xiao Li replied.
To have a gun stolen while in uniform… This pickpocket had some nerve, targeting an officer directly.
“Besides the gun, was anything else stolen? Was his phone taken?” Xu Mo asked again.
“No, nothing else… Only the gun was stolen. His phone is still here,” Xiao Li replied with a bitter smile. That was the crux of the problem.
With mobile payments being so convenient nowadays, most people don’t carry cash when they go out, so the only thing a pickpocket could steal is a phone.
But in Hao Qi’s case, the only thing stolen was a gun. The thief didn’t even take the phone, which strongly suggested that the gun was the target all along.
Hearing this, Xu Mo’s expression changed, and so did Han Fei’s.
The phone wasn’t taken, but the gun was… It seemed the thief was after the gun. What did he want it for?
Both of them had the same thought: they needed to find the missing firearm as soon as possible.
Otherwise, the consequences could be dire.
Xu Mo began to analyze the situation.
The officer had been on a mission when his gun was stolen, and he only realized it was missing after returning to the station.
This suggested that the thief was a seasoned professional, with skills honed to perfection.
As for why the thief wanted the gun… To sell it for money?
A gun could fetch a decent price on the black market, but the risk involved wasn’t worth the reward.
If the thief was just after money, he could have targeted more valuable items instead of a gun.
A pickpocket capable of stealing a gun from an officer without the officer noticing must have had exceptional skills. Xu Mo was certain the thief could have stolen more valuable items if he wanted to.
After all, Hao Qi’s gun had been in its holster. Police holsters are specially designed to prevent accidental loss and theft, making it difficult for an ordinary person to quickly remove the gun.
So, if the theft wasn’t for money, was it for use? Xu Mo wondered.
Wait a minute!
The holster has a unique design, making it hard for an ordinary person—even a professional pickpocket—to quickly remove the gun. The thief wouldn’t have been able to access the holster or the gun. That was the key point!
Xu Mo’s eyes lit up with realization.
Noticing the change in Xu Mo’s expression, Han Fei instinctively asked, “Did you figure something out?”
Xu Mo nodded.
He turned to Xiao Li. “You said Hao Qi’s gun was in its holster the entire time during the mission, right?”
“Yes,” Xiao Li nodded, then added, “At least, that’s what he said.”
“Could a pickpocket really steal a gun from a holster right under an officer’s nose? The holster has anti-theft mechanisms. Even if someone tried to snatch it openly, it would be hard to do so quickly,” Xu Mo pointed out.
Hearing this, the officers’ faces showed signs of contemplation.
Xu Mo was right. The holster’s design made it difficult for an ordinary person to quickly remove the gun.
This was something they had overlooked earlier. As officers, they were used to handling holsters and drawing guns with ease, but they hadn’t considered that ordinary people wouldn’t have the same familiarity with firearms and holsters.
“Are you suspecting that Hao Qi staged this himself?” Director Gao looked at Xu Mo.
Before Xu Mo could answer, Director Gao shook his head. “No, that’s impossible. I personally recruited Hao Qi. I know his character well. He wouldn’t do something like this.”
Xu Mo smiled.
“It’s not necessarily Hao Qi staging it himself. That’s just one possibility. There’s another possibility…”

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.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"