Originally, Xu Mo had intended to leave the welfare home directly.
He had even planned his way out—hitching a ride.
Today happened to be the day when the welfare home staff went out to buy things.
Xu Mo and his friends could easily hitch a ride out of the welfare home.
But now, it seemed that hitching a ride could be put on hold for the time being.
After all, the teammate the show assigned to him was on the way.
They had to wait for the teammate to arrive before setting off.
He just didn't know what special skills his teammates would have this time.
Different from his online friends.
Xu Mo didn't entirely think of his teammates as dead weight.
Having teammates meant he wasn't fighting alone but had someone to help him out.
At least Zhou Qiaoqiao and Yang Jingxuan had helped Xu Mo before.
Yang Jingxuan had assisted Xu Mo when he blackmailed the production team and when he rescued Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Without her help, accomplishing these two tasks alone would have been much harder.
As for Zhou Qiaoqiao, her role was even more significant.
During the bank robbery, she played a substantial role.
She understood banks and could help Xu Mo hack surveillance cameras.
Especially when they were leaving after robbing the bank.
Xu Mo driving while Zhou Qiaoqiao hacked the cameras coordinated perfectly with the taxi.
After all, no matter how skilled Xu Mo was, he couldn't operate a computer while driving.
If they couldn't hack the cameras while driving, the police would definitely be able to track Xu Mo's location through the surveillance cameras in real time.
What's the point of running then?
...
On the other side, the pursuit team and a squad of police officers.
They were on their way to the welfare home.
The atmosphere in the car was somewhat gloomy.
Han Fei furrowed his brows, chain-smoking one cigarette after another.
The essence of an old smoker was laid bare.
To be honest, because he always failed to catch Xu Mo, he had started to doubt his own abilities.
He even felt a bit broken mentally.
Xu Mo was just too damn hard to catch!
At this moment, Han Fei was considering whether to quit the show.
He really didn't think he had the ability to catch Xu Mo.
Instead of letting his online friends laugh at him all the time, it would be better to admit defeat proactively.
Although admitting defeat would also invite ridicule.
But it's better to end the suffering sooner rather than later.
Just as he was thinking, the chief director of the show, Song Yixue, called Han Fei.
Without much thought, Han Fei answered the call.
"Hello, Captain Han..."
On the phone, Song Yixue told Han Fei that the show had assigned two more helpers to Xu Mo.
And Han Fei was given a new task—to stop Xu Mo from stealing the gemstone, preferably catching him.
This was just like reality TV shows such as "Challenge XX."
The tasks given to both sides, the protagonist and the pursuers, were opposite.
Han Fei, who had been smoking in a melancholic state and feeling somewhat listless,
Suddenly became alert upon hearing Song Yixue's words.
Xu Mo got two more helpers?
He was very clear about what it meant for Xu Mo to have two more teammates.
It meant that the chances of catching Xu Mo increased!
Xu Mo was formidable.
But that was just him alone.
If it were only Xu Mo, the difficulty of apprehending him would undoubtedly be very high.
But now Xu Mo had two more teammates.
That made it much easier to catch him.
After all, an individual versus a group was always different.
With more people, there was always a chance someone would slip up.
Han Fei felt like he had been injected with chicken blood.
He rallied himself.
This time, he must win!
Not only him, but the remaining three members of the investigation team also felt the same.
For a moment, they all felt that their chances of winning were greater.
...
The welfare institution.
Xu Mo, Yang Jingxuan, and Zhou Qiaoqiao were sitting in a five-series car waiting for their two new teammates.
After waiting for more than twenty minutes.
A white g63 appeared in the sight of the three.
"Xu Mo, look, the car is here, is this our new teammate?" Yang Jingxuan pointed.
Xu Mo nodded, "It should be."
After that, he opened the car door and got out.
Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao also got out of the car one after another.
The g63 slowly drove to the entrance of the welfare institution and stopped.
Two beautiful women got out of the car.
The two of them excitedly walked up to Xu Mo.
Xu Mo is their idol!
They participated in the program for a big reason, because of Xu Mo.
They just wanted to meet their idol and experience the "Fugitive Life" with him.
The mixed-race beauty among the two ran to Xu Mo first.
"Xu Mo! I really like you, can you give me an autograph?"
Xu Mo was slightly stunned.
An autograph?
He had never encountered such a thing in his life.
Xu Mo hadn't even thought that as a 'fugitive,' he could still gain fans.
In the moment Xu Mo was stunned.
The mixed-race beauty took out a marker.
She handed it to Xu Mo and eagerly looked at him.
"Can I?"
"Sure," Xu Mo nodded, "But where should I sign?"
The mixed-race beauty only handed over the pen, but did not hand over paper.
The next second, the mixed-race beauty opened her jacket and revealed the white undershirt she had intentionally worn inside.
And with excitement, she pointed to Xiong Da and Xiong Er, "Sign this! I'll go back and keep this shirt as a collection."
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "???"
Yang Jingxuan: "???"
Xu Mo was dumbfounded.
Signing here... doesn't seem appropriate!
However, at that moment.
The other beauty also followed suit and revealed her undershirt.
"I also want an autograph, I really like you, today I finally get to meet you in person!"
The live studio erupted again.
"Oh my god! Autographs can be signed like this?"
"Xu Mo is so lucky, damn it! The program team actually arranged four beautiful women for him!"
"Not just beautiful women, didn't you see the rich girl who came in the big g? She's a wealthy beauty!"
"When is the next episode of this program going to be filmed? I want to participate too!"
"In broad daylight, in the bright universe, what kind of style is this? Let go of those two girls and let me go!"
..."
It's still the same old saying.
It's hard to refuse a sincere request.
Since the girls asked like this.
Xu Mo had to satisfy them.
With a marker in hand, he signed the names on the clothes of the two women.
Although it was done with a pen.
But Xu Mo still felt an amazing elasticity...
It really felt quite cool!
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That's it, good night, precious ones.
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