Xu Mo explained so excitedly.
It made Han Fei a bit confused about the situation.
He knew that Xu Mo could make fake certificates.
But judging from Xu Mo's agitated explanation.
He suddenly had a feeling...
It seemed like Xu Mo himself did not know that Xu Mo still had the skill to make fake certificates.
Is this person not Xu Mo?
"You're really not Xu Mo?", Han Fei stared sharply at Xu Mo in front of him and asked abruptly.
Xu Mo first subconsciously shook his head.
Then, as if frightened by Han Fei's eyes.
He swallowed hard.
And said in a crying voice: "Then who...who should I be, am I or not?"
Han Fei was even more confused.
Is this a nervous breakdown from being scared?
In principle, Xu Mo should not be so timid!
Seeing that Han Fei was still frowning and thinking about things at this critical juncture.
The impatient Chen Ke couldn't stand it anymore.
He snatched the handcuffs from Li Chen's hand, ready to handcuff Xu Mo and take him away.
"Captain Han, we've caught the person, what are you still interrogating him for? Just handcuff him directly and take him away, you know he can make fake certificates, this ID is 100% fake!", Chen Ke said.
Having said that, Chen Ke pointed to the car key on the table.
"This is the most important physical evidence, the Porsche car key. The Porsche Cayenne that Xu Mo drove, and there is only one Porsche downstairs in the parking lot. He can't get away, he's just acting. I say beating him up works better than anything! He will confess after the beating."
Xu Mo stared wide-eyed at the car key on the table.
Seeing Xu Mo's expression.
Chen Ke sneered coldly.
"I'm right, aren't I? If you're not Xu Mo, how do you explain this key? Don't tell me it's a lighter."
The next second.
Xu Mo's eyes widened.
Judging from his expression, it seemed that he had figured something out because of Chen Ke's words.
He muttered to himself.
"Damn... I knew pie doesn't fall from the sky!"
Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the car key on the table, and looked at Han Fei again.
"Uncle Policeman, is this car... stolen by someone else?"
"But I declare first that this car was not stolen by me!"
"Although it sounds unbelievable, I guarantee that what I'm going to say next is true."
Xu Mo wanted to continue.
But he was interrupted by Chen Ke.
Chen Ke gritted his teeth with an impatient look: "Still making up stories?"
"Let him finish.", Han Fei waved his hand to stop Chen Ke.
He had felt that something was wrong with this matter for a long time.
Plus what Xu Mo just muttered to himself about pie not falling from the sky.
Then he explained that he didn't steal the car.
Han Fei already had a judgment in his mind.
He just couldn't be sure yet, he had to hear what this "Xu Mo" had to say.
Thinking of this, Han Fei said, "Go on."
Seeing this, Xu Mo continued his story from where he left off.
"It sounds unbelievable, but I got this Cayenne... in exchange for a cigarette and a lighter!"
Upon hearing this, Han Fei was slightly stunned.
He believed it!
Why wouldn't he believe it?
Giving the car to someone else to drive to attract the police's attention, this was something Xu Mo would do.
This was exactly something Xu Mo was capable of!
As for this person looking exactly like Xu Mo after disguise, it was even easier to explain.
Because Zhang Wei's appearance was as ordinary as his name!
Moreover, Han Fei also recalled that the location of this Cayenne of Xu Mo's had stopped halfway on his phone.
When the car started again, it had changed direction...
At that time, he thought it might be because Xu Mo discovered police officers at the intersection so he turned around temporarily.
But now, Han Fei suddenly felt enlightened.
This was a trick Xu Mo played to switch the prince with a weasel!
Xu Mo didn't care about Han Fei, but continued to describe the situation at that time.
"At that time... I was walking with a cigarette in my mouth, and suddenly four women came up to me and said they had a cigarette craving and wanted to smoke."
"Normally I would definitely give it to them, but I didn't have any cigarettes left then either, except for the half-finished one in my mouth, there was only one left in the cigarette pack."
"You said I didn't even have any left for myself, how could I possibly give it to them? So I said no."
"And then... the woman said she would trade the car for my cigarette. When I looked back, it was a Cayenne. So I traded with her."
Having said that, Xu Mo paused, and added another sentence: "Oh yes! There was also a guy with his head down next to the car, but I didn't see what he looked like. I was just happy at the time."
"Uncle Policeman, I really didn't know the car was stolen!"
Then, he pushed the car key on the table forward: "This car is illegal stuff, right? I hand it in!"
After listening to all this.
Everyone in the room fell into contemplation.
Switching the prince with a weasel.
Xu Mo played this well.
The best part was that halfway through he happened to meet someone who looked exactly like his disguised self, a most ordinary face.
Han Fei's mind went numb.
He was fooled by Xu Mo again!
However, fortunately, the discovery was relatively timely and not too much time had been wasted.
He took out his cell phone.
First he called Director Wang.
"Things have changed, Old Wang. Ask your police officers to focus their attention on taxis, buses, and pedestrians. Don't miss the pedestrians either."
After making this call.
Han Fei also called Wu Ya.
"Wu Ya, keep an eye on Xu Mo's ride-hailing app account. Let me know immediately if he orders a ride-hailing car."
Having made the two calls.
Han Fei looked at the remaining three people in the task force, as well as the police officers who came with him.
"Xu Mo can't get far without transportation. We still have a chance."
The police came fast and left fast as well.
Under Han Fei's leadership.
The group left the private room without saying anything more.
They didn't even take another look at Xu Mo sitting in the private room.
Because they knew this was not Xu Mo at all!
Just an ordinary-looking man named Zhang Wei.
Wasting time on him was completely pointless.
At this time, the morale of the policemen was a little low.
Because Xu Mo had slipped through their fingers again!
When they arrived at the entrance, got into the cars and were about to leave the club to go elsewhere to search for Xu Mo.
One of the policemen saw that big character "Huang (King/Royal)" again.
He thought since they were already here, they couldn't just come for nothing.
Even if they couldn't catch Xu Mo, couldn't they still catch other illegal and disorderly people?
With this idea, he made a call to the headquarters...
It was just bad luck for this club.
Originally nothing was going on.
Now things have changed.
When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer!
The club was that poor fish.
At the same time.
In the 888 private room of the Royal Club No. 1.
Xu Mo heaved a deep sigh of relief.
"Thrilling... I played so big this time, the bonus should be pretty good, right?"
...
That’s it, good night~!
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
