Sun Police Officer laughed loudly on the phone, "After enduring for so many years, I should be a bureau chief based on my seniority! To be honest, if it wasn't for your grandfather's help, I wouldn't have gotten to this position today. I owe your Song family a favor, so feel free to ask if you need anything."
"Uncle Sun, you're being too modest. I'll come visit you when I have the chance." I said.
"Sounds good. By the way, my precious daughter often asks about you, wondering why you don't come over anymore. Let me know in advance next time, and I'll pick you up from school."
After chatting with Officer Sun for a while, I handed the phone back to Captain Lin. He spoke briefly and hung up.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. Captain Lin, Huang Xiaotao, and Forensic Doctor Qin were all looking at me differently. Qin stammered, "Young...young man, you know Chief Sun?"
I laughed to myself. Just a moment ago I was "boy", now he's suddenly polite.
I calmly said, "Yes, I knew him before he became Chief Sun."
Captain Lin coughed and smoothed things over, "Alright, Old Qin, you can go back first."
"Wait!" I shouted. After bullying me like that, it would be too rude not to return the favor. "Doctor Qin, what about our bet?"
Qin was drenched in sweat, stammering, "This...this...young man, I'm already over 50, and have worked hard as a forensic doctor for many years. Can you please be more understanding?"
"How dare you say that!" I scolded, "As a law enforcement officer, what does no achievements mean? You almost let a criminal get away today. Maybe in five or ten years, someone else could die because of this. Could you take responsibility?"
Qin's old face turned purple and beads of sweat covered his forehead.
I continued scolding, "Do whatever you want, but don't bother me again next time. I'm just an ordinary person. Why do I have to be prosecuted for assisting the police? My personal gains and losses don't matter, but if this spreads, who would dare cooperate with the police in the future? Think about how many unjust cases that could cause. Just imagining it is terrifying."
Qin looked at Captain Lin with a worried frown, "Captain Lin, I'll submit my resignation letter right away."
I sneered, "Captain Lin, I'm leaving first."
"Have a safe trip!"
After leaving the office, Huang Xiaotao slapped me heavily on the shoulder, almost dislocating it. She rattled off, "That scene just now was so dramatic! Song Yang, you were so cool! Did you see Qin's face? It was about to turn into an eggplant. You're so sly, knowing Chief Sun but not telling me. I was worried for nothing about you! What a waste of feelings."
"Hey, you didn't ask!" I complained, rubbing my shoulder.
"What? Do I have to ask you about this kind of thing?" She said excitedly, "Today was such a relief. I've never liked how Qin always relied on his seniority and was arrogant. You really did our criminal investigation team a favor by getting rid of that harm."
I laughed, "Looks like I did a good thing after all."
"Not just good, great! Come on, let me treat you to a nice meal!"
"Forget it, you always treat me. Is your salary enough? Next time." I waved my hand.
"Then next time, bring Wang Dali too." Huang Xiaotao said.
We walked out of the police station. Huang Xiaotao was going to give me a ride back to school, but I said the bus would be faster. Curious, she asked, "By the way, answer me honestly about something."
"Go ahead." I replied.
"I feel like you're hiding something. You can solve cases and know Chief Sun. Come clean and tell me the truth - what's your background?" Huang Xiaotao pressed.
I said helplessly, "I really am just a student."
Huang Xiaotao looked at me distrustfully. I could only reveal a little, "I got to know Chief Sun a long time ago...actually he had some connection with my grandfather..."
"Your grandfather?" Huang Xiaotao thought for a moment, "Who is he?"
"Just an ordinary person."
"You're lying to me!"
"Why would I lie to you? Alright, I'm going." I smiled slightly.
"Wait!" Huang Xiaotao suddenly held out a hand. I was surprised and shook it. She said solemnly, "Thank you for your great assistance to the police this time. I hope we have the chance to cooperate again in the future."
"I hope so too!" I laughed.
For me, this case was an important first step, with extraordinary significance.
But I never could have imagined that my second cooperation with Huang Xiaotao would come so soon!

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"