“Aren’t you smoking?” Although his face was full of confusion, Han Fei couldn’t help but ask.
Xu Mo shook his head.
“No, I was just asking if you wanted to go for a smoke, Captain Han.”
At this, Han Fei rolled his eyes at Xu Mo, thinking to himself, *If you’re not smoking, why did you call me over? You’ve got me itching for a cigarette now, and I’ve already grabbed my pack and lighter, only for you to tell me you’re not smoking?!*
*What’s wrong with you?*
In the end, Han Fei walked out of the office with his cigarette pack and lighter in hand. He had already grabbed them, and not smoking now would just leave him feeling restless.
Truth be told, Xu Mo had used this method to get Han Fei out of the office because he knew him well enough.
First, Han Fei would never smoke in his own office. If he wanted to smoke, he’d either go to the restroom, the entrance, or Xu Mo’s office.
Second, if Xu Mo had said something like, “I’m going for a smoke” or “I’m heading to the restroom,” Han Fei would most likely have responded with, “I’ll come too,” and followed him.
That would have defeated the purpose of getting Han Fei out of the way.
After Han Fei left, the forensic examiner soon followed.
“I’m not much help here, Captain Xu, so I’ll head out first.”
“Alright, go ahead,” Xu Mo replied.
Once both of them were gone, and Xu Mo was the only one left in the office, he finally took out the case clue pouch he had received as a system reward from his system space.
At first glance, it was just an ordinary little pouch, red in color, with its opening tied shut by a golden thread.
Xu Mo untied the golden thread and opened the pouch.
Inside was a small folded piece of paper, which immediately caught Xu Mo’s attention.
Without much thought, he unfolded the paper.
Before opening it, Xu Mo had considered that the note might contain the identity of the killer, the victim, or at least a detailed account of the case to help them find the murderer.
But when he actually unfolded the paper, he realized it didn’t contain any of that.
Instead, there was just an address, and oddly enough, a time was noted next to it.
Binjiang Bridge; 18:30.
That was all the note said—so little that anyone with a normal memory could glance at it once and remember it without needing a second look.
Xu Mo, after a quick glance, stuffed the note back into the pouch and casually slipped the red pouch into his pocket.
*An address and a time… Is this telling me to go to Binjiang Bridge at that specific time?*
Judging by the literal meaning, that’s exactly what the note seemed to suggest.
But Xu Mo was a bit puzzled. Wasn’t Binjiang Bridge the place where the body had been found? They had already thoroughly examined the area, and since the case was so old, there were no usable clues left at the scene.
And why 6:30 PM? Was there something special about that time?
According to the system’s description, the clues provided by the case clue pouch were crucial and could directly advance the investigation. So, the time and location given by the pouch must have some significance.
But what exactly was the significance of this time and place? Xu Mo stroked his chin thoughtfully.
*We’ve already carefully inspected Binjiang Bridge and found no useful clues, so the pouch’s guidance isn’t about finding evidence at the scene. It must be pointing me toward something else. But what?*
*The note includes a specific time, which suggests that only at that time will the clue be relevant. Why 6:30 PM? Does it mean that whatever the clue is pointing to only appears at that time?*
*What could only appear at Binjiang Bridge at 6:30 PM and still be helpful to the investigation?*
Just then, Han Fei, having finished his cigarette, pushed open the office door and walked in.
Xu Mo’s train of thought was interrupted—but not entirely. In fact, Han Fei’s sudden entrance gave Xu Mo a spark of inspiration.
The railings on the bridge, the road surface, and the streetlights were all stationary. They were always there, regardless of the time, so there was no need to stick to 6:30 PM.
But the bridge wasn’t just made up of railings, roads, and streetlights. There was something else—something that moved, something you wouldn’t see if you went at the wrong time.
Xu Mo suddenly stared at Han Fei, who had just entered, and slapped his thigh. “It’s a person!”
The reason the pouch was guiding Xu Mo to go to Binjiang Bridge at 6:30 PM was likely because someone would be there at that time.
The time was included because if Xu Mo missed it, he wouldn’t be able to meet that person.
And this person had to be someone who could help with the investigation—after all, the case clue pouch had directed Xu Mo to find them.
It was highly possible that this person was the killer from the murder case over twenty years ago!
The system hadn’t revealed the killer’s identity to Xu Mo, leaving him to figure it out on his own. Instead, it had directly told Xu Mo where the killer would appear.
This saved Xu Mo the trouble of searching for the person—he just had to go and catch them.
This method was even better than simply handing over the killer’s detailed information.
Once he figured this out, Xu Mo’s face lit up with a smile, and his mood instantly improved.
His perfect solve rate wouldn’t be broken; it would continue unblemished.
Meanwhile, Han Fei stared at Xu Mo, utterly baffled, his expression shifting constantly.
*What does Xu Mo mean by that? He looked at me and said, “It’s a person”???*
*What, did he just realize I’m a human? Was I not a person in his eyes before?!*
*This is downright insulting!*
“Of course I’m a person! If I’m not a person, what am I, a dog? What are you trying to say, Xu Mo?”
“Huh?” Xu Mo was momentarily confused. *What’s gotten into Captain Han? I never said he wasn’t a person!*
“I mean… of course I’m a person. I’ve always been a person!”
Although he didn’t understand why Han Fei was suddenly saying this, Xu Mo was in such a good mood that he even felt like joking around.
“Thanks for letting me know. I might have gone my whole life without realizing it.”
Han Fei: “???”
“Just kidding, just kidding… Captain Han, you misunderstood. When you came in, those two words weren’t directed at you. I just had a breakthrough in the case, and you happened to walk in at the moment I said them.”
“Oh?” Hearing this, Han Fei immediately forgot his earlier annoyance. “Tell me more.”

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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?!

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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】