Jiang Shuqin nodded, "Yes, I was the one who reported it."
"My son Lin Li is still undergoing treatment in the hospital, but someone took him away while we weren’t paying attention. My son must be suffering under Lin Xuan’s torment right now."
"Officer, you must arrest Lin Xuan immediately."
Only by capturing Lin Xuan quickly can Li’er be spared further suffering.
One of the policemen frowned. "You’re talking about Lin Xuan, the CEO of Tianmu Group?"
"Yes, it’s him." Jiang Shuqin nodded emphatically.
The policeman’s frown deepened.
Lin Xuan was well-connected, and Tianmu Group contributed massive tax revenues. Even high-ranking officials had to show him some respect.
This Jiang Shuqin was actually demanding they arrest Lin Xuan.
If Lin Xuan really was behind this, fine—but if not, the policeman could kiss his job goodbye.
"You’re Jiang Shuqin?" the policeman asked with a frown.
"That’s right, it’s me." Jiang Shuqin nodded.
The policeman’s gaze toward her grew slightly strange.
Jiang Shuqin—wasn’t she Lin Xuan’s birth mother, the one he had cut ties with?
Rumors said Jiang Shuqin treated her own son terribly while spoiling her adopted son rotten.
He had thought it was just gossip, but it seemed to be true.
The policeman spoke coldly, "We police work based on evidence. To arrest him, we need proof that Lin Xuan was the one who took Lin Li away."
Jiang Shuqin frowned.
Lin Xuan had covered his tracks so well—how could there possibly be evidence?
The policeman took a deep breath and said, "But don’t worry, we’ll do our best to find your son."
Truthfully, the policeman had no desire to look for Lin Li.
Lin Li’s repeated disgraceful behavior was an embarrassment to all men.
Someone like him—good riddance if he died.
But they were police. If someone was in danger, they had to act.
"Alright, officer, I’ll leave it to you. But once you find Li’er, you must thoroughly investigate who took him," Jiang Shuqin said.
The policeman was right—finding Li’er was the priority.
Who knew what kind of inhuman torture he was enduring right now?
Just remembering her own abduction made Jiang Shuqin tremble in fear.
As for Lin Xuan, he could face justice after Li’er was found.
Meanwhile, with Lin Li—
Aside from Su Qi, Su Ba, and Su Wu watching him, there was also a doctor.
His job was to monitor Lin Li’s condition.
He couldn’t let Lin Li die. If anything went wrong, he would order them to stop.
The doctor sighed as he watched the scene unfold.
As a straight man, witnessing this was pure torment.
Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting.
When Lin Li soiled himself, "Ugh—" The doctor, Su Wu, and Su Ba all gagged.
Only Su Qi remained unfazed, continuing to record with even a hint of excitement in her eyes.
Two hours later—
Lin Li was barely clinging to life.
The doctor stepped forward to check.
He shook his head.
He had never seen anyone in such a pitiful state. Lin Li had truly brought this upon himself by crossing Lin Xuan and their young mistress.
The doctor said, "That’s enough. Any more, and his life could be in danger."
"Understood."
Su Qi dragged Lin Li’s half-dead body to the trunk.
Then she drove to the Lin Family’s residence and—thud—
They dumped Lin Li outside the car and sped off.
Since the Lin Family had previously experienced Lin Li, Lin Chang, and Jiang Shuqin being dumped at their doorstep, the moment someone spotted a body lying there—
The maid rushed over in a panic.
"It really is the young master!" Her eyes widened.
Nanny Zhao had already been fired by the Lin Family.
Only she and another young maid remained.
There was no way the two of them could carry Lin Li inside.
The younger maid suggested, "Let’s call the master, mistress, and the young ladies."
The older maid shook her head. "The young master looks in terrible shape. I think we should call an ambulance first to get him emergency treatment, then contact the mistress and the others."
"Alright." The younger maid nodded.
She contacted Jiang Shuqin while the older maid called for an ambulance.
Lin Li, barely alive, was rushed into the emergency room.
Jiang Shuqin and the three Lin sisters arrived soon after.
Lin Chang, however, was absent.
He cared too much about his reputation. After Lin Li’s disgraceful scandal, Lin Chang had grown disgusted with him.
A policeman also arrived at the hospital to gather information.
"Is he alright?" the officer asked.
Jiang Shuqin sobbed, "I don’t know. The maids found him unconscious, and he’s still in critical condition."
"According to them, my Li’er is covered in bruises, tortured horribly. Officer, you must find whoever took my son and punish them severely."
The policeman nodded. "Ms. Jiang, rest assured, we will investigate this thoroughly."
Outwardly, he maintained a professional demeanor, but inwardly, he applauded whoever had dealt with Lin Li.
A scumbag like him deserved every bit of suffering.
An hour later—
The "Surgery in Progress" sign above the emergency room went dark.
The doctor stepped out.
Jiang Shuqin rushed forward. "Doctor, how is my son?"
The doctor’s expression was just as conflicted as before.
The policeman spoke up, "Sir, regarding Lin Li’s condition, please be completely honest. This is for investigative purposes."
"Very well." The doctor nodded. "The patient was previously hospitalized for anal fissures and bleeding. With a few days of rest, he should have recovered. But this time, it’s worse. However, aside from the anal trauma, there are no other major issues."
The policeman: "!!!"
So, the doctor was implying Lin Li had been violated—again.
He had only come to gather evidence, but now he was getting juicy gossip.
Not bad.
"Ms. Jiang," the doctor said hesitantly, "you should advise your son to abstain from such activities—especially with men. But don’t worry, he’ll recover, though it may take longer this time."
With that, the doctor left.
Jiang Shuqin staggered back a few steps.
To think Li’er had endured this again.
If it were her, she would have broken down and jumped off a building by now.
"Officer," Jiang Shuqin grabbed the policeman’s arm, "you must catch the person who hurt my son. And focus your investigation on Lin Xuan."
She strongly suspected—no, she was certain—that Lin Xuan was behind this.
"Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. Ms. Jiang, I’ll return to the station now."
The policeman gave a curt nod before hastily leaving the hospital.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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.”