Wearing a police uniform, with the brim of his cap pressed extremely low, that policeman was Xu Mo.
The woman at the door helping to attract attention was Yang Jingxuan.
After seeing the fake policeman Xu Mo enter the detention center under her cover.
Yang Jingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The task Xu Mo had given her was completed.
The policeman Yang Jingxuan had struck up a conversation with still did not realize.
That "colleague" who had just walked in was Xu Mo.
He was even still concerned about Yang Jingxuan's brother.
"What's your brother's name? Let me help you check."
Yang Jingxuan touched her nose.
"My brother is called...Zhang Wei! His name is Zhang Wei."
"Zhang Wei?" The policeman was clearly taken aback for a moment, murmuring: "There are quite a few Zhang Weis here..."
After searching in the background for a while.
The policeman discovered.
In the detention center, there were a total of eighteen Zhang Weis detained!
Of these eighteen Zhang Weis, ten had been released a long time ago.
Three were released yesterday.
And five more were still inside.
After getting this result, the policeman glanced at Yang Jingxuan.
"Miss, we've detained a lot of Zhang Weis here. There are three that match the conditions, all called Zhang Wei, all released yesterday. Take a look at the photos, which one is your brother?"
Yang Jingxuan: "..."
She had just randomly made up a name.
Who would have thought there were actually people with that name in the detention center?
And there were three who matched the conditions!
But Yang Jingxuan was not here to find someone.
She was just here to help divert the police's attention a bit, to allow Xu Mo to successfully sneak in.
Now, her task was complete.
Naturally she would not continue to waste time here.
She casually pointed at a photo on the computer screen: "This one! This is my brother. You let him go yesterday..." Then I'll try calling him a few more times when I get back."
After seeing who Yang Jingxuan was pointing at.
The policeman unconsciously froze for a moment, and pointed at the photo of the man Yang Jingxuan had just pointed at.
"Him? He's your brother?"
"Um... yes, what's wrong?" Yang Jingxuan was a little confused, wondering why the policeman had such a big reaction.
But just then.
Two policemen brought in a criminal.
It was worth noting that this criminal happened to be the Zhang Wei that Yang Jingxuan had just randomly pointed at.
The policeman glanced at Yang Jingxuan, then looked towards the doorway where the two policemen were bringing in Zhang Wei.
"No need to look anymore, your brother's back."
Following the policeman's gaze, Yang Jingxuan was confused.
What a coincidence!
She had just randomly claimed this person was her brother, and then she sees him right after!
The key was...
Wasn't he just released yesterday?
And he's back again today??
Did he think the detention center was his home?
When others walked into the detention center, they had crying faces.
But Zhang Wei was different.
He had a smile on his face the whole time.
He even nodded at the policeman: "Little Wang, did you miss me? I'm back!"
Policeman: "..."
This guy was a regular at their detention center.
He came to the detention center more often than going home.
Every time he got out, at most one day later, this guy would be back!
Sometimes not even half a day, as soon as he got out, he'd commit another crime and be back!
Every policeman and criminal in the detention center, no one didn't recognize him.
The famous thief king of Hangzhou, specializing in stealing electric scooter batteries.
Wherever he went, batteries of electric scooters would suffer at his hands.
"Can't you just find a job? You're treating the detention center like home!", the policeman gritted his teeth.
Zhang Wei shrugged, looking nonchalant.
"It's impossible to get a job. I don't know how to run a business either, I can only steal things to get by. The detention center is my home, I really like the atmosphere inside, everyone inside is a talent, and they speak so nicely..."
Yang Jingxuan: "..."
At this moment, she just wanted to leave quickly.
She had just pointed at the photo and claimed to be Zhang Wei's sister.
If she stayed any longer, something might go wrong.
If she was found out, the police would definitely get suspicious.
Thinking of this, Yang Jingxuan lowered her head and quickly left the detention center.
Seeing this, the policeman didn't think much of it.
He figured Yang Jingxuan was embarrassed, and it made sense - ending up with a brother like that really was embarrassing.
After leaving the detention center, Yang Jingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"That scared me, luckily my cover wasn't blown..."
...
In an office in the detention center.
The person in charge of the detention center received a call from Han Fei.
"Director Zhang, what's the situation over there? Have any suspicious people snuck in recently?"
"Don't worry," Director Zhang said very leisurely as he sipped some tea: "After getting your call earlier, I had some people watching the entrance. Not even a suspicious fly has flown in, much less a suspicious person. When are you guys coming back?"
Hearing this, the investigation team all breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as no one had snuck in, things were good!
That meant the situation was still under their control.
Although Xu Mo had pulled off a maneuver to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
He hadn't gotten a chance to implement the next step of his plan.
So what if he succeeded in luring the tiger away?
As long as the person wasn't rescued by Xu Mo, there would be no big problem!
Han Fei smiled.
"We'll be there soon. Thanks for the hard work Director Zhang. When we get back, you won't have to bother keeping people watching."
"It's nothing, no trouble at all."
After hanging up the phone, Han Fei looked at Chen Ke who was driving: "Drive faster, don't want things to go wrong overnight."
"You got it!", Chen Ke stepped harder on the gas pedal: "Buckle up!"
...
In a special cell in the detention center.
There was an exceptionally beautiful woman locked up, in terms of figure, looks, and temperament.
To be precise, she wasn't locked up, just temporarily staying here.
Her cell was different from others, extremely tidy inside.
This woman was the helper the show's production team had arranged for Xu Mo - Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Zhou Qiaoqiao sat quietly on the bed in the cell.
Beneath her curled lashes, a pair of big eyes blinked and flickered.
She was wondering.
Did this Xu Mo really have the ability to get her out of the detention center.
Just then, a voice entered her ears.
"Yo."
Looking in the direction of the voice.
Zhou Qiaoqiao saw a man in a police uniform, smiling at her.
Having watched the livestream, Zhou Qiaoqiao recognized Xu Mo's looks.
She recognized at a glance that the man in police uniform standing outside the door was Xu Mo.
"Xu Mo!? How did you get here so fast?"
She was a bit surprised.
According to her thinking.
Even if Xu Mo was fast, he would need one or two days to come rescue her.
She didn't think at all.
Not long after the production team had sent her to the police station, Xu Mo was already here!
Xu Mo looked Zhou Qiaoqiao, the helper sent by the production team, up and down.
He really liked how this helper looked, but didn't like what she said.
Who's fast?
Huh?
Who's fast!?
As if sulking, he retorted: "You're the fast one!"
After a pause, Xu Mo asked.
"You're the helper the production team sent to help me right?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
