Xu Mo had originally planned to take the yacht out to sea after completing the handover, and perhaps even "pick up" an aircraft carrier to hand over directly.
However, the timing was unfortunate. Ram City suddenly began to rain, and the sea was also windy. Going out to sea in such weather was clearly not a wise decision.
Xu Mo simply gave up on the idea and drove the four women home after the handover.
"What bad luck, it's raining. I even brought my swimsuit."
"It's okay, we can just find a good weather day next time and ask Xu Mo to take us. We have plenty of opportunities."
"Exactly! Since we bought the yacht, not rented it, we have all the time in the world. We can just pick a better day next time."
"..."
On the way, the four women were lamenting the fact that they couldn't take the yacht out to sea for a ride.
But then, a loud noise came from ahead.
"Boom!"
About a hundred meters in front of them, a No. 79 bus suddenly exploded violently. The shockwave from the explosion also affected all the private cars around the bus.
In an instant, the traffic was paralyzed. The exploded bus and the several private cars around it caught fire. Fortunately, it was raining at the time, which, although not enough to extinguish the fire, at least helped to contain the flames. Otherwise, if the fire had grown larger, a secondary explosion could have occurred at any moment.
The shattered window glass from the explosion also injured many unprotected pedestrians.
"Ah!!!" Screams erupted from the crowd as people scrambled to leave the scene, which was now in complete chaos.
Just from the scene, it was easy to guess that the number of casualties would be significant...
In the car, the four women were in a state of shock.
Luckily, they were in the car, protected by it, so they weren't injured by the flying shards of glass. And luckily, they were far enough away from the bus, otherwise, the explosion would have definitely affected them.
"Xu Mo... do you think this could be terrorists retaliating against society?" Yang Jingxuan asked tremblingly.
"Definitely. There was no warning before the explosion. It couldn't have been caused by the bus catching fire on its own. It must have been intentional," Xu Mo said, pulling out his phone and calling Han Fei.
The first call went unanswered, so Xu Mo dialed again.
"Dud... dud... dud..."
After a long series of rings, the call was finally picked up.
On the other end, Han Fei's voice sounded a bit frantic: "Hello, what is it?"
"I'm on Unity Road. A No. 79 bus just exploded. I was behind it not far away and witnessed the explosion. It doesn't look like it was caused by the bus catching fire; it seems more like there was a bomb on the bus."
"No. 79... why is it always the No. 79 bus being blown up?" Han Fei was frustrated, rubbing his head vigorously.
No. 79, again the No. 79 bus.
Earlier that morning, the police station had received a report that a No. 79 bus had exploded while in transit.
After receiving the report, the police immediately began investigating. They found chemical substances among the explosion debris, confirming that the explosion was intentional, but they hadn't been able to identify who was responsible.
They had been busy all day, and by the evening, they still hadn't fully figured out the cause of the morning's explosion. And now, another No. 79 bus had exploded.
"Again? Why do you say 'again'?" Xu Mo was puzzled. "Isn't this the first No. 79 bus to explode?"
"No, it's not the first. Earlier today, when you guys just arrived at Baiyun Airport, a No. 79 bus exploded. This one is the second... Where are you now? I'll bring some people over."
"I'm on Unity Road."
...
When Han Fei arrived with the police, the exploded No. 79 bus and the several cars around it that had been set on fire were already reduced to blackened skeletons. By then, the rain had also stopped.
As for the passengers on the bus, they had already lost any chance of survival in the initial violent explosion.
"What kind of madman did this? Is he crazy?" Li Chen couldn't help but curse when he saw the blackened remains of the bus.
"Haven't you found out who did it?" Xu Mo asked instinctively.
Han Fei's expression was grim as he shook his head. "No, the bus's surveillance was destroyed in the explosion, so we can't use it. The surveillance from the bus stops along the route is too blurry to identify any suspects..."
At this point, Han Fei changed the subject.
"But both exploded buses are No. 79s, so we can assume it's the same person. We can try comparing the footage from the surveillance cameras at the stops the buses passed through. The person who got on the bus before both explosions is likely the bomber."
Previously, they hadn't found anything because they only had one surveillance video, making it difficult to investigate.
The bus's surveillance was destroyed in the explosion, so they couldn't check it. The only surveillance they had were the cameras at the bus stops along the route, but these were too blurry, and there were even people who weren't captured clearly. It was hard to find the suspect, and there were many people whose identities couldn't even be confirmed.
But now, the police had not just one surveillance video, but two.
Since this person had blown up two No. 79 buses, they must have been captured by the surveillance cameras at the bus stops twice.
Finding someone who appeared in both surveillance videos was easier than trying to identify a suspect from a single video.
A few police officers were left behind to disperse the crowd and clean up the scene, while Han Fei took the rest back to the police station to review the surveillance footage. He also notified the bus company to stop all No. 79 buses to prevent further incidents.
As for Xu Mo, he took a detour to drop the four women off at home before returning to the police station to help.
At the police station, Xu Mo found the officers frowning as they reviewed the surveillance footage.
Clearly, the investigation wasn't going smoothly, as they hadn't found any leads from the footage.
But Xu Mo still asked, "Any luck? Found anything?"
"No," Li Chen shook his head. "We've watched it twice, and there's no suspicious person. You can take a look too."
Hearing this, Xu Mo stepped forward to compare the two surveillance videos, but he also didn't find the same person in both.
"Did you find anything?" Li Chen asked.
Xu Mo shook his head. "No."
"You two didn't see anything?" Han Fei's expression changed. He knew Xu Mo had sharp eyes, and Li Chen was known as the "Human Camera" for his excellent eyesight.
The two of them together hadn't been able to find the same person in the surveillance footage.
Could it be that there was more than one person responsible for the bombing?

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?

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?"

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

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.”