When Xu Mo suggested watching the surveillance footage at 64x speed, the three police officers who had come to learn were immediately struck by the thought that they must have misheard.
Xu Mo must have said 6x speed, not 64x speed.
Yes, that must be it. It must have been a misunderstanding... This was the common thought among the three officers at that moment.
After all, watching surveillance footage at 64x speed was simply outrageous. An hour of footage would be over in less than a minute. Who could possibly keep up with that?
But the next second, Han Fei did something that caught them off guard.
Han Fei reached out, grabbed the mouse, and changed the playback speed from 3x to 64x. Then, he stood up from the chair, making room for Xu Mo.
"I can't keep up with 64x speed. It's all on you," Han Fei said, fully aware of his own limitations. He knew that among everyone present, only Xu Mo had the ability to watch surveillance footage at such a speed.
To expedite solving the case, Xu Mo didn't waste any time. He immediately took the seat Han Fei had just vacated and began reviewing the footage from the surveillance camera at the power supply room entrance.
The three learning officers: "???"
They glanced at Xu Mo, who was sitting upright and intently watching the footage, then looked around at the other officers, their faces filled with surprise and confusion.
Xu Mo was actually watching the surveillance footage at 64x speed!?!
Could he really keep up with that?
Chen Ke noticed the trio's astonishment and chuckled as he explained.
"Don't be surprised. It's just standard procedure. This is one of Xu Mo's signature skills. Pretty impressive, huh?"
As a colleague of Xu Mo's at the same police station, Chen Ke had seen the incredible capabilities of Xu Mo's eyes firsthand.
The first time he witnessed Xu Mo watching surveillance footage at 64x speed, his reaction was much like the three learning officers—utter disbelief.
But over time, he got used to it.
Watching surveillance footage at 64x speed?
That was just one of the many skills Xu Mo possessed. There was nothing particularly surprising about it anymore; Chen Ke had long since become accustomed to it.
After a few seconds of silence, the three officers finally stammered, "Impressive."
In fact, it wasn't just impressive—it was almost unfair.
Watching surveillance footage at 64x speed... The strength of Xu Mo's eyes and brain was just a tad bit too absurd.
A couple of minutes later.
Xu Mo suddenly tapped the spacebar on the keyboard, pausing the footage, and pointed at the computer screen.
"At 10:47, this man entered the power supply room."
Following Xu Mo's finger, everyone saw a man dressed as a maintenance worker, carrying a toolbox, enter the power supply room.
"That must be the guy who colluded with the thieves to empty the vault!" Chen Ke exclaimed excitedly.
"Not necessarily. I need to check further. If no one else entered the power supply room between 10:47 and the time the power went out, then we can confirm he's our guy," Xu Mo said, continuing to watch the footage from the surveillance camera at the power supply room entrance.
Another minute passed.
Xu Mo paused the footage again.
"No one entered the power supply room between 10:47 and 12:03. The footage only goes up to 12:03. The power went out after that. The man who appeared in the footage is the one who tampered with the power supply room." Xu Mo concluded.
Hearing this, the officers were immediately filled with determination.
With the person who tampered with the power supply room identified, things would be much simpler. Once they caught him, they could round up the rest of the thieves, and the case would soon be resolved.
Xu Mo rewound the footage to 10:47 and turned to look at the manager in the crowd.
Pointing at the man in the footage, he asked, "Is this man from your company?"
The manager glanced at the screen and immediately shook his head.
"No, he's not from our company. I don't recognize him."
"So he sneaked in?" Han Fei took over the conversation. "Your company's security is pretty lax if outsiders can just waltz in and access the power supply room."
The manager lowered his head in shame, unable to offer a response.
"Check this guy out!" Han Fei continued.
As for how the man had managed to enter the locked power supply room, Han Fei didn't dwell on it.
The lock on the power supply room door was the most basic kind. Anyone with a bit of lock-picking knowledge could open it. Moreover, since the man who entered the power supply room was part of the theft gang, it wasn't surprising that he had some lock-picking skills.
A screenshot of the footage was sent back to the colleagues at the station, and soon, the man's detailed information was retrieved.
To expedite capturing the man, the officers also used the Skynet System to locate him, sending his coordinates to Han Fei.
Interestingly, Skynet showed that the man's last known location was near the insurance company.
"Skynet shows he's nearby. Spread out and look for him!" Han Fei said after checking his phone.
Time was of the essence. Without hesitation, the officers immediately headed out to search.
Half an hour later.
Behind the insurance company, in a small alley near a trash can, Li Chen discovered the man's body.
He quickly notified Han Fei and Xu Mo.
Soon, the two arrived with their respective teams of officers.
Staring at the body next to the trash can, the officers fell silent.
In that moment, the air seemed to freeze.
After all that effort, they had finally identified the man who could connect the entire case, only to find him dead.
Xu Mo approached the body and examined it, then shook his head.
"He's dead. The time of death was around 1 PM... roughly the time the thieves would have finished their job. The cause of death was a stab wound to the left chest, right over the heart. One strike, instant death. The technique was very professional. Most likely, it was done by someone from the theft gang to silence him."
Xu Mo let out a bitter smile.
After all that time spent tracking down this man, they found him only to discover he was already a corpse.
Someone was deliberately hindering their investigation.
"Damn it! These bastards!" Chen Ke, unable to contain his frustration, slammed his fist against the wall.
He had been hoping that once they caught this man, the rest of the case would be easy to solve. But now, with the man dead, the clue they had worked so hard to find was gone.
The situation, which had been gradually clearing up, suddenly became shrouded in mystery again.
The other officers, though not as outwardly furious as Chen Ke, were also visibly upset, their anger difficult to hide.
After a moment, all eyes once again turned to Xu Mo...
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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?"
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.”
