Xu Mo turned around and left.
The traffic police then called the tow truck.
He was going to have the car towed back to the police station.
As mentioned earlier, police cars still have to follow the rules when not on duty.
Illegally parked cars would still be penalized.
You definitely can't park under surveillance cameras.
The car has to be moved away.
Watching Xu Mo's departing figure, the traffic police thought, if you don't move your car, fine, then I'll get someone to move it for you!
The livestream viewers saw Zhou Qiaoqiao's bold maneuver and were impressed.
"66666 Zhou Qiaoqiao's crazy move, I'm convinced."
"Zhou Qiaoqiao has taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain, even the pandas have become skinny!"
"Panda: Give me back my bamboo shoots!"
"I wonder what the reaction would be of the car owner when he receives the call from the traffic police, hahaha..."
Sensing the strange expressions on Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao's faces, Xu Mo righteously said, "I just want to return the car."
Zhou Qiaoqiao and Yang Jingxuan nodded heavily.
They understood!
This was the simplest, quickest and safest way to return the car.
The traffic police would definitely check the vehicle information and call the owner to come collect it.
It could even save the hassle of checking surveillance footage to locate the car.
As for fines and demerit points, a simple explanation would probably get them waived entirely.
After all, the owner of the police car was also a victim!
...
After much twisting and turning, Xu Mo returned to the homestay where they had encountered the scammers.
"Let's rest here for the night," Xu Mo pointed to the homestay and said.
"Staying here again?" Yang Jingxuan couldn't understand it: "Isn't this place unsafe now? Are you sure you don't want to stay somewhere else?"
Xu Mo smiled and shook his head.
"No need to change, the more dangerous a place is, the safer it actually is."
"Hiding under the light?" Zhou Qiaoqiao chimed in.
Before joining the show, Zhou Qiaoqiao had watched the livestream.
She knew Xu Mo and the others had stayed at this homestay before.
Staying again in a place they had stayed before.
Wasn't that hiding under the light?
Xu Mo looked at Zhou Qiaoqiao: "That's the idea... The production team said you're a hacker?"
"Yes."
"That makes things even easier. Can you hack into all the surveillance cameras that captured our tracks from the parking spot to the homestay and erase the footage?"
Without even thinking about it, Zhou Qiaoqiao nodded.
"Of course."
For a hacker, hacking into surveillance cameras was a very simple matter.
Moreover, Zhou Qiaoqiao also understood Xu Mo's approach.
With the footage erased, it would be much harder for the hunting team to find them.
"That's not right..." Yang Jingxuan looked at Xu Mo dubiously.
"Xu Mo, aren't you a hacker too? Hacking cameras should be easy for you, why don't you just do it yourself?"
Xu Mo was silent for two seconds: "...I'm testing her abilities."
"You were just being lazy, right?" Yang Jingxuan mercilessly exposed Xu Mo.
The atmosphere turned slightly awkward.
Xu Mo didn't even bother responding to Yang Jingxuan.
He walked straight into the homestay.
"Boss, a three-person room please."
The homestay owner was watching a drama while peeling oranges.
Hearing a customer wanting to book a room, she stopped what she was doing.
Glancing up,
The owner was stunned.
Although Xu Mo was wearing a police uniform, she recognized his face.
Wasn't this the young man who liked separate wet and dry bins?
"I remember you, you asked for separate bins for wet and dry trash, right?" The owner smiled and said.
But the next second, seeing the two ladies Xu Mo had brought along this time,
Her smile grew even wider.
She thought to herself, young people these days really know how to have fun!
Two girls with one guy, tsk tsk... quite a flashy affair.
What's more, Xu Mo and one of the girls were even wearing police uniforms.
What's that, some fantasy roleplaying?
How exciting...
Seeing that the owner hadn't responded, Xu Mo spoke again.
"Boss, do you have a three-person room?"
"We do, we do!" The owner smiled and replied, "Separate bins again this time?"
"Hmm... separate wet and dry bins."
The room was quickly prepared.
Xu Mo led the two ladies up, holding the room card.
Once in the room, Zhou Qiaoqiao took out a laptop the production team had prepared for her from her bag.
She started hacking into the surveillance cameras.
Xu Mo watched on the side.
Judging from Zhou Qiaoqiao's hacking techniques,
Xu Mo determined that Zhou Qiaoqiao's hacker skills were pretty good.
Although not as good as his own, but not too far off either.
Soon, Zhou Qiaoqiao completed hacking into the surveillance footage.
She turned to look at Xu Mo.
"Done, we're completely safe now. Xu Mo, did I pass your test?"
"With your skills, how could you not pass?" Xu Mo smiled.
Hearing this, Zhou Qiaoqiao also smiled, satisfied.
Suddenly, she looked towards Xu Mo.
"I haven't watched the livestream since being detained. Can you tell me how you rescued me out?"
Xu Mo recalled the steps he had taken to rescue Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Then he slowly started recounting.
"I also used hacking techniques to hack into the bank's surveillance cameras..."
...
At the same time.
Detention center.
A police officer's phone rang.
The officer picked up the call: "Hello, who's this?"
"I'm the traffic police who towed your car. Just letting you know, your car has been towed to the traffic police station."
Hearing this, the police officer was confused at first.
His car got towed away?
But very quickly, he realized what was going on.
This was a scammer, a fake traffic police scammer.
A scam call got through to him, a police officer?
Isn't that just walking into a trap?
Towing cars and stuff, obvious lies.
His car was parked nicely inside the detention center compound!
How could it have been towed away?
"Traffic police? Quite impressive to be towing my car. Which road did you tow it from?"
"You're talking back to me? Don't you know where I towed your car from?"
Hearing this, the police officer became even more certain this was a scammer.
Can't even say where the car was towed from. If this isn't a scammer, what is?
He laughed coldly and continued, "Do you even know what car you towed?"
"I know, a police car."
"You know it's a police car too? Then do you know what I do for a living?"
The officer was shocked:
This scammer is so gutsy!?
Knows that I'm a police officer but still dares to try scamming me!?
A mouse taunting a cat? Looking for trouble!?
The police officer couldn't stand it anymore.
"I've found that you scammers are really quite bold, still daring to call me even when you know I'm a police officer!"
The traffic police on the other end of the line was also annoyed.
"I'm the scammer? You're the scammer! In any case I've notified you already, whether you come to collect your car is your business..."
"Talking as if it's real," the police officer said coldly. "My car is parked nicely inside the detention center!"
Upon hearing this, the traffic police couldn't be bothered to say anything more.
He directly hung up the phone.
...
Ten minutes later, the police officer was shocked to discover that his car, which was nicely parked inside the detention center compound earlier, had vanished into thin air.
"WTF!? Where's my car!?"
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?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
