"It's all fake!! It's all fake!"
"Both Xu Mo are fake! The travel bag is fake! The money is fake too!!"
"Where is the truth??"
"Holy cow, this is amazing!"
"I feel like I'm watching Now You See Me!"
"This is so freaking incredible, truly badass!"
"Xu Mo is so awesome!"
The audience went wild, all standing up waving their fists.
This scene wasn't a movie!
Nor was it a rehearsed TV show!
This was a real legal education program!
It was a genuine live broadcast happening in real time.
With so many experts from the pursuit team present, Xu Mo was able to pull off such an incredible operation single-handedly, leaving everyone confused about what was going on.
This brought the audience to a mental climax!
Director Song Yixue stared at the stack of blank paper on the livestream, eyes shining brightly.
"Good boy!"
A staff member ran over, "Director!! The ratings are skyrocketing!"
"How much did they rise?"
"197%! And still climbing!"
"I see. "
Song Yixue looked unmoved on the surface, but her eyes were burning intensely.
Calmly waiting to see how things developed next.
She seemed to know what was going on already.
She could guess.
Han Fei of course also caught on quickly.
"No! This is wrong!"
"The trash can!!"
"The real bag of money is still in the trash can! Hurry back!"
A group of people frantically ran back, but found the trash can already empty!
"It's gone!"
"Damn! A step too late!"
"Chase it!"
Seeing the empty trash can, everyone was even more anxious than before.
Knowing their opponent's every move each time.
Yet every time being a step slower, watching helplessly as their opponent succeeded again and again, constantly being toyed with.
Many of them had eyes turning red.
Xu Mo's performance was simply too relaxed and smooth.
It made them feel extremely frustrated.
It also made them unwilling to accept this.
"Contact the traffic police, see which direction that garbage truck went!"
"We came back quick, maybe we can still make it."
They swiftly contacted the traffic police to pull up surveillance footage.
On the other side, the traffic officer received the call and quickly began checking the cameras.
Among countless surveillance screens, they located the garbage truck.
The garbage truck was slowly making its way down 2nd Street, it didn't seem to have gone far.
"The garbage truck went north, down 2nd Street."
"It just reached 2nd Street now."
"It hasn't gone far from you all."
Hearing the traffic officer's words, Chen Ke and the others' eyes lit up.
"Not far!"
"Plenty of time!"
"Xu Mo hasn't gotten the money from the garbage truck yet!"
"After all, Captain Han reacted pretty quickly."
The livestream audience was also dumbfounded watching this.
"Those driving skills, truly freaking terrifying!"
"Yeah, too damn fast."
"If I had those kind of driving skills, I wouldn't be late to work everyday."
"Well if you don't care about getting fined, you can drive like that too."
"No, if I drove like that, my whole village would probably come eat at my house."
"That's true. But Chen Ke's driving really is just too awesome."
"Looks like Xu Mo won't make it in time."
The garbage truck's speed was slower after all.
It was quickly caught up by Chen Ke.
"Stop the car!!"
The garbage truck was forced to stop.
The old driver was completely confused.
What's going on? Driving a garbage truck is illegal now?
What is this about?
"What...what's the matter?"
Han Fei and the others didn't even bother explaining. They went and opened the back of the garbage truck, and started rummaging through it.
After rummaging for a while, they didn't find anything.
A tense atmosphere continued spreading through the air.
Everyone's hearts kept sinking.
After rummaging for a while, Chen Ke stopped.
He shook his head at Han Fei with an ugly expression, "It's gone."
The other plainclothes also turned the garbage pile upside down, but didn't find anything.
"Nothing here either."
"Nothing."
"Nothing..."
Han Fei's face was even more iron-colored.
Just earlier at the snack street he was so relaxed and smug, now he was just as iron-faced.
He asked the garbage truck driver, "Did anyone come take things from inside the garbage truck?"
The honest garbage truck driver said, "Yeah, after turning a corner at Wanda Plaza, someone stopped my truck."
"Then told me he accidentally threw away something of his."
"I let him look around for it."
"He actually found it, it was a black travel bag. I thought to myself, kids these days have such bad eyesight."
"How do you mistakenly throw away such a big thing, how careless..." "Uh, I'm not talking about you!"
Seeing Han Fei's expression, the driver got scared and stopped talking.
The livestream audience listened and immediately understood what happened.
"I see! So that's what happened!!"
"Xu Mo really took that $500,000!!"
"He got that $500,000 fair and square with his skills!"
"With defenses so tight! Captain Han Fei's thinking was so meticulous, watching so closely, yet he still managed to successfully take the travel bag!"
"This line of thinking is just too awesome!!"
"Masterful strategy and tactics, winning from a thousand miles away! This level of intellect really is unmatched!"
"He's just too strong!"
"I still don't get what happened! Damn, do you need a PhD now to watch a show?"
"I don't get it either, can some expert explain what happened here??"
"Please explain, low IQ is my weakness..."
Han Fei was silent for a long while, before finally letting go.
He sighed, and got into the car.
"Let's go, he planned everything out long ago."
Sitting in the car with the door open.
The veteran detective lit a cigarette, and calmly analyzed the entire incident for the plainclothes.
His train of thought was quite clear.
"There must have been another travel bag placed in advance in that trash can."
"That's why he insisted we put the travel bag in that particular trash can."
"And demanded the travel bag had to be black, plain, inconspicuous."
"Because of the garbage covering it, when we put the bag in, we didn't see the travel bag already prepared below."
"The extra who took it was taking that travel bag."
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?"
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?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
