Chapter 115: Does Xu Mo's Conscience Not Hurt?

"I…," Xu Mo tried to explain, but didn't know how to start.

At that moment, he fully understood the meaning of the saying "A mute eats goldthread and cannot voice the bitterness."

He was clearly not that kind of person.

Clearly, this wasn't his doing.

But this matter, when explained, is indeed a bit troublesome.

After all, Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao had both personally witnessed the detailed breakdown of Xu Mo's recent expenses.

Can the Club 998 package be respectable?

Most likely, it's not very respectable.

Even if it were respectable, it probably wouldn't be much of one.

Xu Mo also knew this was hard to explain and might only make things look darker.

So he simply gave up on explaining.

He just gave up entirely.

Let the two of them think whatever they want!

He silently turned off his phone's screen and slipped it into his pocket.

He pretended nothing was wrong.

He squatted down and kept playing with the kids.

At this moment, the children were still thinking about helping Xu Mo deal with the bad guys.

"Handsome brother, we'll chase the bad guys away; you don't need to be afraid!"

"Yeah, handsome brother, we'll chase away those bad guys who come after you; you can stay and play a few more days…"

"We even have a guard vicious dog! With it here, no bad guy can get in. Jin Gang, come, give handsome brother a fierce bite!"

The words just fell.

That teacup dog, still smaller than Xu Mo's shoe.

As if it understood human speech, it actually bared its teeth and growled fiercely.

"Wow, it's really a vicious dog!" Xu Mo said, playing along.

But saying that was only to go along with the kids and amuse them.

He wouldn't truly place his hope in a dog.

Even a Tibetan Mastiff wouldn't earn Xu Mo's trust, let alone a tiny teacup dog.

That little thing might not even be as big as the well‑grown rats from the south.

The rat itself can't handle it.

Can you really expect it to block the Investigation Team?

Obviously not.

The teacup dog is unreliable.

But the kids, they can still be relied upon.

The reason Xu Mo remains so calm.

Is that he already has a plan in his mind.

The plan can mislead the Investigation Team's investigation direction, wasting some of their time.

Of course, the plan requires the kids to do a favor.

Seeing Xu Mo's demeanor.

The kids all thought Xu Mo was about to be persuaded by them.

They even naively believed that this tiny teacup dog could truly stop the bad guys from entering.

"It's a vicious dog, right? Jin Gang and we will protect you! So, handsome brother, can you stay here and play with us?"

Xu Mo still wore a somewhat awkward expression.

"Just having a vicious dog guard the door isn't enough; unless someone else is willing to help me, it won't work."

The words just fell.

The kids all spoke up.

"What help? I can help you!"

"I can help too, we all can help!"

"Handsome brother, tell us what you need us to do!"

Xu Mo subconsciously said, "I only need one person to help me…"

He stopped midway.

He reached out and patted one of the kids' heads.

"Forget it, I still won't let you help; it's a bit improper."

Using the tactic of feigning capture to lure, and trying countless clever tricks, as soon as Xu Mo finished speaking, a child followed up with a question.

"Why won't you let us help? What's wrong?"

"Because if you help me, you'd have to lie. Kids lying is obviously bad, so I can't let you help; I'll just solve my own problem," Xu Mo said with a forced smile.

Seeing him like that, it seemed as if he would soon be captured by the 'bad guys.'

After hearing Xu Mo's words,

the kids hesitated for a moment.

Come to think of it, the teacher had indeed emphasized it to them many times.

Children must not lie.

A child who lies is no longer a good child.

Now there are only two choices placed before the children.

One is to help Xu Mo, but then they would no longer be "good children".

The second is to continue being good children who don't lie; however, if they do that, Xu Mo is very likely to be captured by the bad guys.

Is being a good child or saving a good person more important?

The children are all thinking, weighing.

Soon, one of the little boys clenched his teeth.

As if he had made up his mind.

"Handsome brother, I'll help you! Even if it means lying, I'll help!"

From this little boy's perspective.

Saving a good person is clearly far more important than keeping the title of "good child who doesn't lie".

As soon as he expressed himself,

the remaining children also raised their hands, boldly volunteering.

"I'll help too!"

"Handsome brother, count me in!"

"Then count me in as well! I also want to help handsome brother!"

"……"

At this moment, the flame in every child's heart was ignited.

What's wrong with lying? What's wrong with being a bad child?

They lie in order to save a good person!

Saving another good person, isn't that a good deed?

Yang Jingxuan and Zhou Qiaoqiao were, at this point, staring dumbfounded.

Sure enough, they hadn't guessed wrong.

Xu Mo really wanted to use the children to deal with the Investigation Team.

And with just a few words, he persuaded all the kids.

Of course, this can't be blamed on the children being too naive or gullible.

Rather, Xu Mo's scheme was simply too deep.

The Investigation Team, the Police, and the Program Crew—this three‑fold group together can't match a single Xu Mo.

Ask how a group of still‑immature children could possibly be Xu Mo's opponent?

Seeing the scene of Xu Mo squatting among the children.

Yang Jingxuan suddenly felt that Xu Mo was like the big bad wolf, while the surrounding children were the kind, innocent Little Red Riding Hoods.

"Does Xu Mo really have no bottom line…," Zhou Qiaoqiao muttered to herself, dazed.

She couldn't even think of anything Xu Mo couldn't do.

Eating, drinking, gambling, smoking, cheating, swindling, stealing—Xu Mo basically covered them all.

Deceiving people aside.

The key is…

These are still children!

Even deceiving children—doesn't Xu Mo's conscience hurt?

……

The children are so eager to help.

Xu Mo felt very gratified.

"If you lie, you're no longer a good child. Are you sure you want to help me?"

"Sure!" the children said in unison.

"Alright, but I don't need that many people. I only need one child to help me. Among you, who can recite the text the fastest and has the best memory?"

As soon as the words fell.

Except for a few kids who knew their memory was poor and recitation slow, who didn't raise their hands,

the remaining children all raised their hands high.

"My memory's good! Choose me, handsome brother."

"Handsome brother, I'm the fastest at reciting, pick me!"

"I also recite quickly, handsome brother, let me help you."

"……"

Xu Mo didn't choose any of those who raised their hands high and shouted loudly.

He picked a chubby child who hadn't raised his hand from the crowd.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Dun Dun."

"Then, Dun Dun, would you help me?"

Dun Dun was first surprised.

"Of course I will!"

But quickly, the surprise in his eyes vanished.

Replaced by disappointment.

"But my memory is terrible…"

"It's fine, I want a terrible memory." Xu Mo smiled.

Upon hearing that, a look of surprise again appeared in Dun Dun's eyes.

"Really?"

Xu Mo nodded, "Of course."

What he wants is a terrible memory!