Jingxuan, You are a hostage.

Throughout the entire detention center, all the police officers were in a bad mood.

You see, for a place like a detention center or prison, there are few things that are more serious than a prison break.

Especially this time, it was an unprecedented mass escape by the inmates!

All the inmates in the detention center had fled, can you believe it?

A prison break not only concerns the inmates, but also the responsibility of the officers who are supposed to guard them.

After all, these inmates escaped under their watch.

It was a case of inadequate supervision and a serious dereliction of duty on their part.

Even if they manage to capture them in time, they will probably still face some punishment.

But if they can't catch them...

The consequences will be even more severe.

In this prison break, the officers are to blame, especially the person in charge of the detention center.

If they are held accountable, their responsibility will be even greater.

So, the person in charge is most afraid of the inmates actually succeeding in their escape.

Although the chances of these inmates successfully escaping are low, the fear still gets to him.

At this moment, he is as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in his office.

Praying that his officers will perform well.

Not a single inmate should be allowed to escape!

Otherwise, his career will come to an end.

...

While the officers in the detention center and the person in charge were anxiously worrying, Xu Mo, the instigator of this incident, was driving a police car towards the city.

As far as Xu Mo was concerned, he merely played a little trick on a police officer and some inmates.

He didn't really care about the matter at all.

He had forgotten about it early in the morning.

"When are we going to rob a bank?" Suddenly, Yang Jingxuan spoke up.

Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at Yang Jingxuan in surprise.

Before she arrived, she had watched a program.

If she remembered correctly, Yang Jingxuan... should be a hostage?

A hostage who was kidnapped, excitedly asking the kidnappers when they were going to rob a bank.

It had to be said that this scene was indeed somewhat bizarre.

Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn't help but remind her in a low voice, "Jingxuan, you're supposed to play the role of a kidnapped hostage..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jingxuan abruptly turned her head and locked eyes with Zhou Qiaoqiao.

Yang Jingxuan fell silent.

The viewers in the live chat were all astonished.

"Hahaha, the hostage asking the kidnappers when they're going to rob a bank, that's hilarious."

"If all hostages were like this, the kidnappers would be overjoyed."

"This isn't a hostage, it's clearly someone who desperately wants to become a kidnapper through this test."

"Wife, please pay more attention. You're a hostage, a hostage! Please don't go down the wrong path!"

...

After an hour's drive, Xu Mo parked the car in the city.

He parked it by the roadside.

He even left the keys inside the car.

For Xu Mo, that was equivalent to returning the car.

And to make it easier for the police officer who lost his car to find it, Xu Mo deliberately parked the car in front of a surveillance camera that specifically captures violations of roadside parking.

Ensuring that the camera could clearly capture the license plate number of the car.

Xu Mo was even considering giving himself an award.

He was indeed thoughtful!

"Get off the car and find a place to rest your feet, while planning the bank robbery," Xu Mo said, then opened the car door and got out first.

Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao also followed suit and got off the car.

No sooner had they stepped out of the car than a traffic police officer walked over.

Seeing Xu Mo in a police car and wearing a police uniform, it was evident that this person was from a different department.

Moreover, the police car had just stopped.

So, the traffic officer approached, intending to persuade Xu Mo to move the car.

"Buddy, you can't park here. Even your police car can't be parked here. Just move it a bit," he said.

Xu Mo glanced at the traffic officer, then at the police car.

He shook his head and said, "Not moving."

The traffic officer was visibly stunned.

Not moving?

Could someone from another department be so arrogant?

Speaking of which, this traffic officer knew the rules quite well.

Indeed, police cars had the privilege of parking on the roadside without being penalized.

However, there were conditions attached to that privilege.

The police car should be on official duty and have its siren or lights on, or at the very least, the hazard lights.

Otherwise, even if it was a police car violating the rules, it should be treated equally!

The police car in front of them.

No siren, no lights, no hazard lights.

It was obvious that it wasn't on official duty.

But to confirm, the traffic officer still asked, "Buddy, are you on a mission?"

"No," Xu Mo shook his head.

Upon hearing this, the traffic officer became a bit annoyed.

If they weren't on a mission, why did they park the car by the roadside?

Blatantly, right in his presence, right in front of the camera!?

And acting all self-righteous!

Even someone from another department shouldn't be so arrogant!

"If you're not on a mission, please move the car. Cooperate with our work. There's a camera over there recording, and you could get penalty points," the traffic officer said.

Xu Mo thought to himself, "If there were no camera, I wouldn't have parked here."

He parked here precisely because of that camera.

By parking under the camera, he made it convenient for that police officer to find the car, didn't he?

"I'm staying here, it's fine. This spot is more conspicuous. Deduct some points and fine me, it's no big deal," Xu Mo smiled.

Zhou Qiaoqiao: "..."

Yang Jingxuan: "..."

They knew.

Xu Mo said it was no big deal to deduct points and fine him.

Because this car wasn't his!

If it wasn't his car, of course, he wouldn't mind.

After all, the points deduction and fine wouldn't come out of his pocket.

But they knew, and the traffic officer didn't.

In his eyes.

Xu Mo completely disregarded him.

Disregarded the rules of the road!

Seeing Xu Mo smiling like that, the traffic officer suddenly felt an inexplicable anger rising within him.

What? Are police officers superior to us traffic police?

Suppressing his anger, he pointed at the parked police car on the roadside.

And issued a final ultimatum to Xu Mo.

"I'll ask you one more time, are you moving this car or not?"

Being yelled at, Xu Mo also lost his temper.

"Not moving. So what?"

"Fine, fine... okay!" The traffic officer took out his phone. "I have a quick temper, and I'm not going to indulge you."

"Are you sure you won't move? If you won't move, I'll find someone to help you move. I'll tow your car back to the station. Let me tell you, when there's no official duty involved, police cars treat other vehicles equally! I'd like to see how stubborn you can be."

In normal circumstances, traffic police would yield in such a situation, no matter who it was.

This traffic officer clearly thought of this as well.

So he deliberately slowed down his phone call.

He thought that as long as Xu Mo agreed to move the car, he would turn a blind eye to the situation and let it go.

But Xu Mo had no intention of moving the car at all.

Instead, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Fine, you can tow it back to the station."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Traffic officer: "???"

Tow the car! The car must be towed today. We can't let him get away with it!

Nobody can stop him, damn it!

He was determined to tow this car!

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