Chapter 92: Xu Mo's Cunning Move
Although the production team assigned an assistant to Xu Mo,
they didn't disclose much information to him.
In fact, Xu Mo hadn't even seen a photo of this assistant.
All he knew was that this assistant's name was Zhou Qiaoqiao, and she was a woman—a beautiful woman, at that! She had extensive knowledge of banking and hacking techniques. And currently, she was locked up in a detention center.
After sneaking into the detention center a while ago,
Xu Mo took a stroll inside.
He noticed that most of the detainees were men.
There were very few women, and only one could be considered beautiful.
Moreover, Xu Mo noticed that the cell where this beauty was held was different from the others. It was clean and tidy, and at first glance, it didn't resemble a prison cell. She was clearly different from the other prisoners. It seemed more like she was taking a temporary rest here rather than being incarcerated.
Furthermore, she wasn't wearing a prisoner's uniform but her own clothes.
Based on these observations, Xu Mo could basically conclude that the beautiful woman in front of him was the assistant sent by the production team.
When Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't respond,
Xu Mo asked again,
"Are you Zhou Qiaoqiao, right?"
"Yes," Zhou Qiaoqiao replied, pointing to the door of the cell. "It's a bit strange to chat through a closed door. Can you find a way to open it?"
Xu Mo nodded.
"Sure, let me perform a trick for you—breaking the iron door with bare hands!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "???"
Breaking the iron door with bare hands?
Was his partner really that powerful?
When watching the live broadcast, she didn't seem to notice that Xu Mo had such skills!
However, the iron door of the detention center was definitely not something a human could bend with bare hands...
But at that moment, Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn't help but have a faint sense of anticipation.
She looked at Xu Mo with excitement.
The next second, Xu Mo pretended to gesture with both hands on the iron door.
"I can't do it. I'll go find the key. Do you know which police officer with a mole on his chin has the key? When I arrived earlier, he was the one who opened the door for me."
"The police officer with a mole on his chin? I know," Xu Mo nodded.
Although Xu Mo kept his head down while inside the detention center to avoid being recognized by other officers, it didn't hinder his ability to observe others.
The police officer with a mole on his chin left quite an impression on him.
When Xu Mo was wandering around earlier, he happened to see this officer entering the restroom.
Xu Mo turned around and left.
He returned to the restroom once again.
Among the several stalls in the restroom,
one of them was emitting smoke.
Presumably, the police officer with a mole on his chin, whom he had seen before, must be squatting in that stall, smoking and doing his business.
Xu Mo walked over,
cupped his throat, and pretended to have a hoarse voice.
"Is the key with you? Give it to me. I need to lock someone up."
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "..."
She admitted that just a moment ago, she did have a tiny bit of hope.
Hope that Xu Mo could really break the iron door with his bare hands.
But it was in vain.
After careful consideration, Zhou Qiaoqiao said to Xu Mo,
"The key... is with a police officer who has a mole on his chin. When I arrived today, he was the one who opened the door for me."
"I see," Xu Mo nodded.
The police officer squatting in the cubicle was taken aback. "...Who are you?"
"I'm your old man! Can't you recognize me when my voice is hoarse? Hand over the keys, no need for useless talk. Hurry up."
Upon hearing this, the officer instantly imagined his colleague who often claimed to be his father and had a good relationship with him.
After dispelling his concerns, he directly passed the keychain through the crack under the cubicle door.
"I'm your damn father. You little brat, I'm giving you the keys. Return them to daddy when you're done."
Because Xu Mo was wearing a police uniform.
So when he reached out to take the keys.
He didn't reveal any flaws.
From the appearance of the uniform's cuffs, it was undoubtedly a police uniform.
This completely dispelled the officer's doubts in the cubicle.
After all, he couldn't even imagine.
Anyone daring to wear a police uniform and impersonate a police officer inside the detention center.
Xu Mo took the keys and left.
He returned to the cell where Zhou Qiaoqiao was locked up.
Seeing Xu Mo returning with a bunch of keys in his hand.
Zhou Qiaoqiao widened her eyes.
"You're back so soon?"
Has it only been a short time?
Is it already over?
Xu Mo waved his hand, looking serious.
"Stop, don't make it sound like I'm in a hurry!"
He found the corresponding key and opened the cell.
Handing the bag he brought to Zhou Qiaoqiao, he casually said, "Change into this, I'll take you out."
Zhou Qiaoqiao took the bag and opened it to take a look.
She found a set of police uniforms inside.
Obviously, this meant for her to change into the police uniform and pretend to be an officer to escape.
Zhou Qiaoqiao raised her head and glanced at Xu Mo, who was leaning against the door and staring at her intently.
Although he didn't say anything.
His meaning was already very clear.
She needed to change clothes, and Xu Mo needed to turn away!
Xu Mo understood Zhou Qiaoqiao's intention.
Reluctantly, he turned around.
Behind him came the rustling sound.
After a while.
Xu Mo's shoulder was tapped.
"I'm done changing!"
Turning his head, Xu Mo found that Zhou Qiaoqiao had already changed into the police uniform he brought.
Xu Mo looked her up and down and nodded.
"Quite convincing..."
"Of course," Zhou Qiaoqiao said, "Let's go."
Xu Mo didn't move, but shook his head.
"We can't just walk out like this."
Confused, Zhou Qiaoqiao asked, "Why can't we? We're already wearing the police uniforms, right?"
"Wearing the police uniform doesn't make us police officers. The people here don't know us, and there's someone specifically guarding the main gate. They're watching me closely. If we just walk out blatantly like this, we'll definitely be recognized," Xu Mo explained briefly.
Zhou Qiaoqiao became even more puzzled.
"We can't go out? Then how did you get in?"
"I snuck in," Xu Mo said, "When I entered, I had someone help me divert the attention of that officer. I took the opportunity to sneak in while he wasn't paying attention."
Immediately after, Xu Mo grinned.
"Don't worry, I have a plan. But this plan requires the officer to be busy for a while."
Seeing Xu Mo's expression, Zhou Qiaoqiao instinctively felt that Xu Mo's plan was some kind of mischief!
It turned out her intuition was right.
The method Xu Mo came up with was indeed a clever trick.
In the next moment, Xu Mo shook the keychain in his hand.
One by one, he opened the doors to all the prison cells.
At first, the prisoners inside the cells were all confused.
What's going on?
Why did the doors suddenly open?
Some curious prisoners stuck their heads out to take a look.
And what they found was astonishing—all the doors to the cells were wide open!
Everyone started poking their heads out to look outside.
After opening all the doors, Xu Mo spoke up, "You are free!"
Initially, the prisoners were a bit bewildered, and no one dared to run.
But then one prisoner took the lead and started running outside.
Seeing that everyone else was running, too, the remaining prisoners thought, "If they're all leaving, why should I stay here?"
So they followed suit.
The scene turned into complete chaos.
Countless prisoners in their prison uniforms could be seen shouting, "We're free!" as they ran outside...

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