“Next time you receive a strange call like this, don’t overthink whether the caller dialed the wrong number. Just go along with what they say.”
“Especially if they’re asking about delivery or takeout, act natural and try to get their address. Then notify the officers to dispatch. Got it?”
Before heading out, Xu Mo reminded the dispatchers.
He instructed them not to respond carelessly if they encountered such situations again. Instead, they should follow the caller’s lead.
If the caller was subtly asking for help, a single wrong word from the dispatcher could put the caller in danger.
“Understood,” the dispatchers nodded, acknowledging the instructions.
…
Ten minutes later.
At Building 7, Unit 1 of Xinduhui, two police cars pulled up.
Eight officers got out of the vehicles and prepared to head upstairs.
Xu Mo was leading the team.
The address provided by the caller was Room 304, Building 7, Unit 1 of Xinduhui.
One elevator was stuck on the 15th floor, while the other had just gone up from the ground floor.
To save time, the officers decided to take the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator.
They climbed to the third floor and knocked on the door of Room 304.
“Your delivery is here.”
“Coming!” A man’s voice echoed from inside.
The next second, the door opened a crack, and a man peeked out.
He cautiously opened the door just enough to reach out for the delivery, ready to shut it immediately.
But as soon as the door opened slightly, the officers rushed in.
Without a word, they pinned the man to the ground.
“Police! Don’t move!”
The man was stunned, his face filled with confusion, as if he hadn’t expected this at all. But soon, a flattering smile appeared on his face.
“Officers, you’ve got the wrong guy! I’m not a criminal, I’m a journalist! Look over there, there’s a camera. We were just testing how the police would react to a strange call and how quickly you’d respond.” His voice was loud, perhaps out of nervousness.
With his hands restrained, he couldn’t point, so he just glanced in the direction of the camera.
Following his gaze, the officers saw a camera sitting on the coffee table in the living room.
“A journalist? Testing? Don’t you have anything better to do?” Wang Dachuan snapped, clearly annoyed.
To get here as quickly as possible, they had run multiple red lights and nearly gotten into an accident. And now, they were being told it was all just a test by some journalist.
Calling it a test was putting it nicely. In reality, it was more like a prank. Even the most patient person would be irritated, let alone the officers who had rushed here.
It was clear from their expressions that they were angry at the journalist’s actions.
Of course, once they realized it was just a false alarm, the officers relaxed.
They even let go of the man they had pinned to the ground.
He was a journalist, not a criminal, so there was no need to restrain him.
As for his false report, while it was illegal, the offense wasn’t severe, and the punishment wouldn’t be too harsh either.
At most, the journalist would face five to ten days of detention and a fine of 500 yuan.
Once released, the man stood up with a grin.
“Heh… Officers, don’t be mad. I won’t do it again. But your response time is really impressive—just over ten minutes!”
“Cut the flattery. You think there’ll be a next time?” Wang Dachuan said irritably. “What you did is illegal. You’re coming with us for detention.”
“Sure, sure, I’ll go with you. Let me just put on my shoes, and I’ll follow you.” The man’s attitude was surprisingly cooperative, even eager to go to the police station.
At first glance, nothing seemed off.
But Xu Mo sensed something was wrong.
When he had taken the call earlier, the voice on the other end had clearly been a woman’s.
If this was really some kind of test, the woman who made the call should also be a journalist and would likely be waiting in the living room.
After all, if it were a genuine test, there was no reason for only one person to be in the living room.
Xu Mo’s sharp hearing came into play at that moment. He detected movement in the bedroom—more than one person was inside.
He recalled how the man had loudly explained that he was a journalist, almost shouting.
At the time, the man hadn’t raised his voice out of nervousness. Instead, he had been warning his accomplices inside the room.
By now, the officers had completely relaxed, treating the whole incident as a false alarm.
They only knew someone had called for help but didn’t know whether the caller was male or female. To them, everything seemed plausible—some journalists would do anything for a story or for clicks.
Just as the officers let their guard down and allowed the man to walk toward the shoe rack by the door, Xu Mo suddenly sprang into action.
He struck the man with a swift chop to the neck, knocking him out. He then caught the man and gently lowered him to the ground, ensuring he made no noise as he fell.
The other officers were stunned by what had just happened.
It all occurred so quickly that they didn’t have time to react.
What was Xu Mo doing?
Wasn’t this guy a journalist? Why knock him out?
Even though he had made a false report, this seemed excessive.
But as they stood there confused, ready to ask Xu Mo for an explanation, he raised a finger to his lips, signaling for silence.
Then he began using hand signals to convey a brief message.
Hand signals could only communicate so much, so the officers still didn’t fully understand Xu Mo’s reasoning.
But they followed his lead.
Xu Mo dragged the unconscious man to the door, opened it, and deliberately let it slam shut with a loud *bang*.
The officers hid by the entrance, out of sight.
Moments later, the bedroom door creaked open, and a man holding a fruit knife stepped out.
He cautiously peered into the living room, scanning the area. Seeing no one, he assumed the officers had left.
“Damn it, you b*tch, you actually dared to call the police? I’ll show you what happens when you mess with me!” he cursed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the officers hiding by the entrance rushed out…
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
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!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
