Chapter Sixty-Three: Giving the Pursuit Group Some Eye Drops
After finding the location of the rented taxi, the police officer continued saying, “Captain Han, Xu Mo must have taken a taxi to West Lake! Let’s go block him at West Lake now, we must be able to catch him in time.”
This police officer looked exceptionally excited. If you didn't know better, you'd think he had already caught Xu Mo.
"He went to West Lake?" Han Fei mumbled, "Why do I feel a bit uneasy? Something's not right..."
It wasn't that Han Fei was suspicious.
He was very clear that this Xu Mo was extremely cunning!
The four-person pursuit group had already been tricked by Xu Mo...
In fact, it wasn't just Han Fei who felt this way.
The other three in the pursuit group were thinking the same thing.
They had witnessed Xu Mo's slyness before.
A clue obtained so easily must have some issues.
The four exchanged glances.
They unanimously believed that this taxi was definitely a smokescreen released by Xu Mo.
The goal was to confuse them.
Li Chen coldly laughed, "This Xu Mo is still trying to fool us? No way I'm falling for it! He must have bribed the driver to send an empty taxi to West Lake."
After a pause, Li Chen pointed at the large pillar on the screen, "Xu Mo definitely didn't get on that taxi. He must have still been behind this pillar then. The first taxi was a smokescreen for us to see. The second taxi was the one he got on."
The next second, a police officer spoke up, "What if...Xu Mo really was in that taxi?"
In gaming terminology, not moving can sometimes be the best move.
You predict they will make a move, but in reality they don't.
They might just directly charge in without moving...
The pursuit group immediately fell silent.
That's right.
What if Xu Mo really took the first taxi?
What if he wasn't releasing a smokescreen?
What if he just liked to go against expectations?
What if he just wanted the pursuit group to scratch their heads?
It was hard to tell the real from the fake.
After the police officer finished speaking, the pursuit group could no longer be certain whether Xu Mo had taken the first taxi or not.
Xu Mo may have taken the first taxi, or he may not have.
Han Fei frowned, "Can we zoom in on the surveillance footage to see if there are any passengers in the back? It would be simple if we could confirm whether Xu Mo got on this taxi or not."
The staff member shook his head and pointed at the darkened windows on the taxi in the surveillance footage.
"The back windows of these taxis have dark tinting. We can't see inside even when zoomed in."
Since they couldn't use the surveillance footage to discern if there were passengers in the taxi, they could only use the dumb method.
"Let's split up. One group stays here to keep watching the surveillance footage and report any new developments. The other group goes to pursue that taxi."
Since both possibilities existed, they would split up!
One group would pursue the taxi with the license plate number "JB35M".
The other group would stay here continuing to watch the surveillance footage.
After all, the blind spot was behind that one large pillar.
Xu Mo was either hiding behind the pillar waiting for the next taxi.
Or, he had gotten on the first taxi to West Lake.
Either way, there were only two possibilities.
Since they had the people, splitting up was sufficient.
...
What the pursuit group had thought of,
Xu Mo had considered long ago.
It was true the pursuit group had many people and could split up to investigate two clues.
But could they split up twenty ways?
One hour ago.
At the taxi pickup area of the airport.
"Master, going to West Lake?" Xu Mo asked, leaning on the taxi window.
Hearing it was going to West Lake, the driver thought this was a big fare.
He smiled and nodded, "Going!"
"Then go ahead," Xu Mo waved at the driver, "Have a smooth trip, Master!"
From this, the driver could tell he had no intention of getting in the taxi.
The driver's face immediately turned dark.
Messing with me?
Asking if I'm going to West Lake, then not getting in the taxi after I say yes?
Want me to drive an empty taxi to West Lake?
Are you drunk on fake alcohol?
After stewing in his emotions for a bit, the driver opened his mouth, "Your mom...be healthy!"
In the next second, the driver who just had an extremely ugly expression instantly flipped his attitude.
Smiling gleefully.
Why the smile?
Because Xu Mo handed him two red 100 yuan bills.
Seeing this, the livestream viewers laughed.
"Hahaha, money really makes the world go round!"
"Just now the driver was about to scold him, but seeing the 200 yuan he immediately changed his scolding into a blessing instead, hahaha."
"The ancients speak truly, money can make ghosts grind flour!"
"The bro above is thinking too small. With money, not only can you make ghosts grind flour, you can make flour grind ghosts too."
"The bro above also has a small outlook. With money, forget about making flour grind ghosts, you grinding ghosts works too!"
"A friend wants to ask...how does one grind ghosts?"
The driver took the two 100 yuan bills from Xu Mo.
He smiled at Xu Mo, "Get in, I'll take you to West Lake!"
Unexpectedly, Xu Mo shook his head.
"Master, we won't get in. Go drive around West Lake yourself and relax. I'm guessing you probably haven't taken a break for yourself in a long time, right? Take this chance to relax."
As he spoke, Xu Mo shook his phone, "We're shooting a short video. The theme of this video is to give care to the people struggling in the city, especially the hardworking taxi drivers."
"Haha, how could I accept that..." The driver said while putting the two 100 yuan bills into his pocket.
"Then...I'll get going?"
"Go ahead, Master."
Yang Jingxuan looked at Xu Mo in confusion.
"What are you doing? Aren't we taking a taxi and leaving? If we keep wasting time, the pursuit group might catch up."
"I'm not wasting time," Xu Mo said. "I need to give them some eye drops. I observed just now that behind this pillar is a blind spot in the surveillance."
Yang Jingxuan didn't understand Xu Mo's actions.
But some of the livestream viewers had already guessed it.
"Nice play, Xu Mo! He's using the surveillance blind spot and taxis to set a smokescreen against the pursuit group."
"Awesome! The pursuit group will think Xu Mo got on that taxi when he actually didn't."
"No, the pursuit group aren't fools. If we can figure it out, how could the pursuit group not realize it?"
"Is Xu Mo going to fail with this move?"
...
After the driver left, he immediately sent a voice message in the taxi driver group chat.
"Come quick to Xiaoshan Airport. There's a silly rich guy here who seems to be filming some short video. He gave me 200 yuan without even getting in the taxi and told me to go give myself a vacation, haha. I'm going to listen to him and go give myself a vacation, drive around West Lake for a bit!"
As soon as this message was sent, the driver group exploded.
"There's still good things like this? Giving money without getting in the taxi?"
"Xiaoshan Airport right? I'm coincidentally taking a customer there, will arrive soon! Let me also get some 200 yuan too."
"Is this real or fake? Don't trick us."
"Old Zhang has never lied to anyone before. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it. I'm going to the airport now."
For a time, most of the taxis in Hangzhou flocked towards the airport...
After all, who could say no to 200 yuan?
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