"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
The Driver was frantically honking the horn as he drove towards the police station.
As a result, even before the van had entered the station grounds, officers had already noticed the vehicle's unusual behavior.
Several armed policemen immediately drew their weapons, aiming at the van's tires in firing position, and shouted a warning.
"Stop the vehicle!"
It wasn't that they were overly nervous.
The van was simply behaving too erratically.
Driving towards the police station at such high speed like a madman, pressing the gas pedal and honking the horn simultaneously, made it difficult not to associate the driver with someone harboring a grudge against the police, intent on revenge.
For all they knew, there could even be a bomb in the vehicle, with the driver possibly being a lunatic bent on blowing up the station.
"Stop the vehicle! Or we'll open fire!" the armed officers shouted another warning.
If the van didn't slow down, they were prepared to shoot out its tires to prevent it from approaching the station building.
Fortunately, the van stopped instead of continuing towards the building.
Seeing this, the officers breathed a sigh of relief, lowering their guard slightly.
Their gun barrels dipped a bit, though they didn't completely lower their weapons.
"Officer, don't shoot! I'm not a bad guy! I'm here for help!" the Driver shouted out the window, hands raised above his head.
Seeing that the driver's hands were visible and posed no threat, the officers approached together.
They opened the van door: "Get out!"
The officers then split into two groups, one searching the Driver while the other searched the vehicle, intent on eliminating all potential dangers.
The Driver cooperated fully, not daring to move an inch.
As the officers searched him, he began explaining the situation.
"Officer, I was kidnapped. The kidnapper is near the public restroom not far from the police station! There are six other kidnapped people in the van..."
The officers found no weapons on the Driver, nor any explosives in the vehicle.
Combined with what the Driver was saying, the officers realized they had misunderstood the situation and lowered their guns.
The man before them wasn't an extremist; he had no ill intentions but had just escaped a kidnapping.
His reckless driving towards the police station was likely due to fear, with only the station able to provide a sense of security after such a harrowing experience.
"What does the kidnapper look like?" the Police Captain asked, ready to gather information and then lead a team to apprehend the culprit.
The Driver thought for a moment, then shook his head in confusion: "I can't really describe him in detail. He's pretty young, maybe 24 or 25, a bit taller than me, about this height. And... he's wearing black clothes."
Seeing the Driver couldn't provide a detailed description, the Captain didn't press further.
It was normal for most people to be unable to accurately describe a stranger's appearance.
But it didn't matter much.
Height, gender, approximate age, and clothing were already strong identifying factors that could greatly narrow down their search.
Moreover, police officers possess an acuity far beyond that of ordinary people.
Especially veteran officers.
A single glance is often enough for them to determine if someone is hiding something.
The Captain nodded: "Alright, thank you for the information."
He then turned to one of the officers behind him.
"Little Wu, take him inside for some water to calm down. The rest of you, come with me. We'll check around the public restroom for anyone matching the description who looks suspicious. The kidnapper can't have gone far without a vehicle. Let's bring him in. We can't allow such individuals to continue their misdeeds."
It was too brazen!
A true disregard for the law.
Kidnapping seven people in broad daylight and stealing a car - the social impact was far from trivial.
Such a destabilizing element had to be apprehended immediately. Every second this person remained at large was a serious dereliction of duty for the officers.
Just as the officers were preparing to leave the station to make the arrest, the Driver spoke up with a reminder.
"Officer, that person has a gun! Maybe you should... wear bulletproof vests before going?"
The lead officer paused.
A gun too?
All the more reason to arrest him!
The arrest operation couldn't be delayed for even a second. Who knows what crazy things the kidnapper might do if he escaped.
However, he did consider the safety of the officers under his command. He turned to his colleagues: "Alright, I'll go keep an eye on things first. The rest of you go get bulletproof vests, then come join me."
Without waiting for a response from the other officers, he ran straight for the station's main entrance.
He told the other officers to wear bulletproof vests to prevent injuries.
His decision to go ahead and keep watch was to prevent the fugitive from escaping while they were putting on their vests.
After all, a fugitive wouldn't wait around for them to don protective gear!
However, the other officers didn't follow his instructions. They had no intention of putting on vests and instead followed right behind him.
The kidnapper had a gun - wouldn't it be more dangerous for the captain to go alone?
...
Xu Mo was still standing near the public restroom.
Although he knew the police might arrive soon, he didn't leave.
Instead, he took out his phone and dialed Song Yixue's number.
At that moment, Song Yixue was watching the livestream. Seeing Xu Mo calling, she answered immediately without hesitation.
"Hello, is something wrong?"
"Can't I just call to chat if nothing's wrong?" Xu Mo replied casually with a laugh.
"How boring!" Hearing this, Song Yixue instinctively assumed Xu Mo was calling to tease her and was about to hang up.
Xu Mo then turned serious.
"I'm not joking around. There is something. Would I call you for no reason? You saw it, right? All the fugitives have been caught, I'm the only one still out here. The two million yuan prize should be mine now, right? When is your production team planning to pay out?"
"They've all been caught, so the prize is definitely yours. As for when the prize money will be given out... let's wait until the show ends. We'll settle everything then. Don't worry, you won't be shortchanged," Song Yixue replied.
Although the three groups of fugitives hadn't been caught by the Investigation Team personally, they were now at the police station. Being delivered to the station was essentially the same as being caught by the Investigation Team. According to the show's rules, they had been eliminated.
Currently, Xu Mo was the only fugitive still at large, so the two million yuan grand prize was naturally his.
Xu Mo smiled.
"That's good..."
Before he could finish speaking, the system prompt sounded.
"You have successfully captured a fugitive. Reward obtained - Truth Serum ×10!"
"You have successfully captured a fugitive. Reward obtained - Firearms Master!"
"You have successfully captured a fugitive. Reward obtained - Forensic Science Knowledge!"
...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
