Chapter 463: The Missing Forty Chapters of Dream of the Red Chamber Released? You

Xu Mo was immersed in the content of Dream of the Red Chamber The Missing Forty Chapters, and before he realized it, a long time had already passed.

When he finished reading Dream of the Red Chamber The Missing Forty Chapters and came to his senses, the sky had already turned a pale dawn.

He glanced at the time; it was already five thirty.

Fortunately, Xu Mo has the System Reward's Turtle Breathing Technique, allowing him to sleep only two hours a day.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was still not work time, Xu Mo got back into bed and slept for a while.

At eight a. m., Xu Mo arrived at his SirenBowuguan, placed the System Reward's Cao Xueqin Original Manuscript of Dream of the Red Chamber The Missing Forty Chapters into a Display Cabinet at the museum's central hall, and then drove straight to the Police Station.

Police Station.

A handful of police officers were sitting together, discussing their experiences buying lottery tickets.

"Your number won't work; you can tell at a glance it won't win. I... no, my friend studied lottery tickets for a long time, and he recommended this set to me. Take a look."

"Yours is even worse, what the heck, it's 01030507... Your first four numbers are like you're playing a joke. If this could win, I'd eat a ton *!!"

"What's wrong with me? How many tricks do you know! Me... never mind, I won't talk to you, it's like playing a lute to a cow!"

"Team Leader Xu, he's here!", Wang Dachuan noticed the luckiest man in the Police Station walking through the door, gave up the argument with his colleagues, and smiled a greeting to Xu Mo.

"Hmm," Xu Mo smiled back: "What are you all doing, gathering in a circle so early in the morning?"

"We're discussing whether the lottery ticket I bought can win, Team Leader Xu, could you take a look and tell me what you think of my numbers?" Wang Dachuan handed the ticket he bought on his way to work to Xu Mo.

Xu Mo took the ticket, glanced at 01030507090204, and couldn't help but think to himself, "Good grief... what the heck did they buy?"

This is still not as good as Machine Selection!

However, he didn't discourage Wang Dachuan; after pretending to examine it, he casually brushed off with, "These numbers aren't bad; I feel even at worst they could win a Second Prize."

At those words, Wang Dachuan instantly became excited.

"Really, Team Leader Xu? Do you also think the lottery ticket I bought can win?!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Xu Mo patted Wang Dachuan's shoulder, then walked straight toward his own office.

After Xu Mo left, Wang Dachuan returned to the police officers he had just discussed with, holding the lottery ticket, with a bragging tone.

"You all heard that, right? Team Leader Xu said the ticket I bought can at least win a Second Prize; maybe if I'm luckier, I could even win a First Prize!"

Hearing this, the officers only let out a sigh.

They couldn't help but speak up.

"Team Leader Xu's words are obviously false, just placating you. Can't you see? Your numbers winning would be a miracle."

"Exactly, I'd rather believe a sow can climb a tree than believe your ticket can win."

"Dachuan, Team Leader Xu just didn't want to discourage you; it's called a white lie, understand?"

"Honestly, even if I let my dog randomly tap a few numbers on the phone, it'd be more reliable than this.... Hey, hey, hey, Wang Dachuan, what are you doing? Trying to get physical? Lock my throat? Choke my neck? Let me go!"

Just saying his own ticket couldn't win was one thing, but this guy claimed his luck was even worse than a dog; Wang Dachuan couldn't tolerate it, and without a word he lunged to punish the colleague.

The two immediately started grappling in the office area.

Of course, it was at most a friendly scuffle, not a real fight; it settled after a bit of roughhousing.

At that moment, Han Fei also arrived at the Police Station.

Seeing the scene before her, Han Fei merely coughed.

Hearing the familiar cough, the two who were roughhousing immediately stopped, scratched their heads, and with awkward smiles looked at Han Fei.

"Good morning, Team Leader Han!"

"Hmm, stop gathering, go do what you need to do. It's early morning; being seen like this is not good."

"Alright!"

After returning to his workstation, Wang Dachuan carefully put away the lottery ticket; to prevent it from being creased and affecting redemption, he even slipped it into a notebook.

As for the other officers, they had already forgotten that whole episode.

They forgot that Xu Mo had said Wang Dachuan's ticket could win.

After all, in their view, the ticket Wang Dachuan bought could never win; the numbers were so bizarre that there was absolutely no chance of winning.

Han Fei had just stepped into the office and hadn't had time to set down her bag when Xu Mo knocked on the door.

"Team Leader Han, I've sent you a document; please remember to look at it."

"What document?"

Xu Mo teased, "You'll know once you see it," and after saying that, he left Han Fei's office.

Han Fei originally intended to open the folder and take a look, but after putting down her bag and having breakfast, she forgot about it.

All day today, the Police Station did receive reports, but none were major; some were even so absurd they made people laugh and cry.

The first emergency call: a reporter surnamed Wang from Jiawan New Village reported that his son (a pet cat) was lost and hoped the police could help search.

The second: the caller reported that they didn't want to live anymore and wanted to commit suicide; after the operator offered comfort and inquiries, the caller claimed they had had their 'heart stolen'—they had randomly met a woman while shopping, and with just one glance fell hopelessly in love, instantly smitten.

The third: the caller claimed to have seen an alien about a meter tall at a chicken farm in the southeast corner of Sunzhuang Village, urging the police to come quickly and capture the alien.

The fourth: a couple got into a fight over naming their child and called the police.

The fifth: the caller alleged that someone abused small animals, gluing the backsides of two dogs together with 502 glue and water, rendering them immobile.

The sixth: the caller, after using the public restroom for a big number, realized they had no toilet paper and, on a whim, called the police.

The seventh: a private museum exhibited Dream of the Red Chamber The Missing Forty Chapters Cao Xueqin Original Manuscript, causing a considerable stir, which completely blocked the road in front of the museum, severely affecting traffic in the area and prompting complaints from passersby, leading to a police report.

The eighth: severe traffic congestion at the private museum's entrance sparked complaints from passersby, resulting in a police report.

The ninth: the traffic jam at the private museum's entrance caused nearby residents' dissatisfaction; the road became impassable, forcing them to take a long detour home, prompting a police report.

The tenth...

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"What? Dream of the Red Chamber The Missing Forty Chapters? Or the Cao Xueqin Original Manuscript? You must be kidding..." Han Fei, upon learning this, frowned and said, "Where is that private museum? This already borders on spreading false information; I'm going to see what's going on."

Han Fei was absolutely skeptical about a private museum having the capability to exhibit Dream of the Red Chamber The Missing Forty Chapters Cao Xueqin Original Manuscript.

His father-in-law is a Redology Experts, and under such constant exposure, Han Fei naturally knows how precious the completely lost The Missing Forty Chapters of Dream of the Red Chamber are.

In his view, there is a 99% probability that the SirenBowuguan is falsely advertising, deceiving visitors into buying tickets, and profiting from it.

This is a criminal act and must not be tolerated!

Especially since this incident also caused traffic jams, sparked so much public discontent, and the emergency calls came almost one after another, it must be dealt with even more quickly.

"Hexi Road 387," the officer replied.

"Hexi Road 387? Why does it feel a bit familiar...," Han Fei only felt the address sounded familiar, but for a moment could not recall where he had heard it.