Chapter 312: That Flip‑Flop Was Way Too Fast!

"If you don't want to say it, never mind. Let's go get some night snack; I've been busy all night and I'm starving," Han Fei said, seeing that Xu Mo didn't want to tell the truth, and Han Fei didn't press further.

Everyone has their own little secret, and this may be Xu Mo's little secret.

Since Xu Mo didn't want to speak, Han Fei decided not to ask, choosing to respect Xu Mo's little secret.

But what Han Fei didn't know was that Xu Mo was telling the truth; Xu Mo indeed had a truth serum, and it was precisely by using the truth serum that Gou Yong honestly confessed.

It was he himself who was unwilling to believe…

"You successfully captured the Escapee and earned a reward—Turtle Breathing Technique."

Huh? Turtle Breathing Technique? Xu Mo was startled.

He checked the system for an introduction to this reward.

Turtle Breathing Technique: can improve sleep quality; by using this method to fall asleep, one only needs to sleep two hours a day to stay energetic and unfatigued all day, and it also offers longevity, health, and fitness benefits.

After reading the description, Xu Mo roughly understood.

The so-called Turtle Breathing Technique is actually a specific sleep method.

Using the Turtle Breathing Technique shortens sleep time while greatly enhancing sleep quality, and also provides longevity, health, and fitness benefits.

"What are you daydreaming about? There's a street stall nearby with great flavor; I'll take you to try it," Han Fei patted the dazed Xu Mo.

The two walked side by side out of the Police Station's door.

After stepping outside and preparing to go to the Ting Che Chang to find the car, Han Fei suddenly remembered that he hadn't driven today.

"Did you drive?" Han Fei said, "My car was sent for maintenance today, so I took a taxi."

Xu Mo nodded, "It's parked on the side of the road."

"Then we'll take your car; I'll give you directions."

When they reached Xu Mo's RS7, Xu Mo noticed a hint of interest in Han Fei's gaze toward the car.

He pulled out the keys, handed them to Han Fei, and said with a smile, "Want to try?"

"That's not a good idea; it's such an expensive car—what if it gets scratched or dented..." Han Fei hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? I have insurance. Are you sure you don't want to try?" Xu Mo asked again, "Besides, you've been a veteran driver for decades; aren't you confident in your driving skills?"

Han Fei was very tempted.

But he still gritted his teeth and refused.

"Forget it, the car is too expensive; I won't drive it. I'm a Criminal Investigation Team Leader; driving such a fancy car... isn't appropriate. If no one sees it, fine, but if someone sees it and records it to post online, that would be bad."

After saying that, Han Fei added, insincerely, "Actually I'm not interested in luxury cars at all; a car is just something you can drive, aren't they all four wheels and a steering wheel? There's no high or low, expensive or cheap. I think my ordinary one is fine, not worse than yours at all."

…

One minute later.

An RS7 sped along the roads of Yangcheng.

The person in the driver's seat was Han Fei.

At that moment, Han Fei's face was filled with a genuine smile.

"Holy crap! This push‑back feeling... awesome! A supercar is a supercar; hit the gas and it rockets away, really damn powerful! Your car is so much easier to drive than my junk car!"

Xu Mo: "……"

"Weren't you supposed to say you have no interest in luxury cars at all?"

"That's 'no interest'!?"

At first, he said he felt his own car wasn't much worse than Xu Mo's.

Then he changed his mind... that flip‑flop was way too fast!

After taking Xu Mo's car for a spin, Han Fei drove Xu Mo to the street stall he had mentioned.

The two casually found a seat and sat down.

Han Fei was a regular patron here; he came so often that the owner recognized him.

"Do you have any foods you avoid?" Before ordering, Han Fei asked Xu Mo.

"No, I have no restrictions; you can order whatever you like," Xu Mo shook his head.

"Then I'll just watch and let you decide," Han Fei called out, "Owner, same as usual."

Seeing that regular Han Fei had come again, the owner smiled at him.

"You're here again, same as always, right? Just wait a moment; it'll be ready soon."

After a short wait.

The stall owner brought over a tray.

On the tray were various hearty dishes: lamb kidneys, chives, oysters, lamb meatballs…

The owner set the tray on the table and said, "Some items are still grilling; you can start eating, the rest will be right up."

Xu Mo was completely bewildered.

Lamb kidneys, chives, oysters, lamb meatballs… wow, do they really need that much nourishment?

But on second thought, Xu Mo felt relieved.

After all, Han Fei was older, middle‑aged; having some nourishing food is normal.

Seeing that Xu Mo's expression was a bit off, Han Fei glanced at the tray and realized the owner had piled all the hearty dishes he ordered onto one plate.

These are actually common items, but when placed together and served at once, it looks rather odd…

It can evoke some unpleasant associations.

"I'm afraid you'll misunderstand; there are other things, I didn't order only these. I'm not, uh... I chose these mainly because they taste good."

"Mm‑mm, I get it! I understand!" Xu Mo nodded, indicating his comprehension.

"We're all men, it's about saving face, he gets it!"

Han Fei: "……"

Xu Mo's reaction made him feel like the more he described, the blacker he felt.

The remaining barbecue dishes were brought out one after another, and Han Fei glanced at Xu Mo again: "Anything else you want to add? There's a menu on the table; you can order more if you want."

"Nothing to add, let's eat first; if it's not enough we can add later," Xu Mo said, shaking his head to indicate he didn't want anything extra.

During the barbecue.

Han Fei, while eating, complained: "Sigh, lately I've been so busy I feel like I have two heads; I don't know what's going on recently, cases keep coming one after another, and the crime rate seems to have risen quite a bit—it's really giving me a headache."

Xu Mo didn't respond; he just kept eating.

He didn't know what to say, because the cases kept coming one after another, and they were related to him!

What Han Fei didn't know was that, although he felt the recent crime rate was rising, it actually had something to do with Xu Mo...

Before, it wasn't that busy, because the current systems are relatively sound, and crime prevention publicity has been thorough, so the crime rate has been continuously declining, especially for serious crimes like murder.

But because Xu Mo has a "Conan physique"—the kind where wherever he goes, a dead body shows up.

He now works at the Police Station, so of course the cases would come one after another, right?

Seeing Xu Mo silent, Han Fei continued.

"Before, everything was fine; the crime rate was especially low, and even if there were incidents, they were just petty theft—you'd go months without seeing a murder case. Who would have thought... lately it's been like a ghost appeared, the crime rate keeps creeping up, murder cases almost happen daily, and I asked my friends in other areas—they're still the same; it seems only our jurisdiction's crime rate is rising, really spooky."

After saying that, Han Fei, still feeling vexed, lit up a cigarette...