Chapter 5: I Won't Disturb You Anymore—I'm Leaving!

With that said, Fang Hao hitched up his pants and turned to leave.

Seeing this scene.

The few clients present all broke into knowing smiles.

Sure enough.

The first reaction of everyone after being caught is to desperately deny themselves.

Only this time, the denial was even more badass...

Didn't even bother with an explanation.

"Hold it right there!"

Officer Zhang Hai frowned as he looked at Fang Hao before him:

"You think saying you're not a client here is enough?"

"Look at what you're wearing... do you even believe your own story?"

"Then what do you think you came here to do?"

Fang Hao was on the verge of tears.

If I said I was a transmigrator, you'd probably believe me even less...

Facing the police interrogation before him.

Fang Hao hummed and hawed for the longest time before seriously squeezing out one line:

"I came here to... ahem, ahem, ahem..."

"Actually, I'm delivering takeout."

The moment these words came out.

The whole room went silent.

Everyone stared at Fang Hao in shock.

Shocked to see him come up with such an absurdly outrageous excuse.

A few seconds later.

The entire corridor erupted in a burst of laughter.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Pfft! Hahahaha..."

"Damn! You're way more hardcore than me!"

"Killing me! Who the hell is this guy! Hahaha!"

The whole corridor was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The clients were laughing so hard they nearly collapsed onto the floor, and the young ladies were laughing so hard their whole bodies shook.

Even the officers of the anti-vice squad couldn't hold it in at this moment, covering their mouths.

The viewers in the livestream room were laughing even harder, falling forward and backward.

What the hell, delivering takeout—pfft, hahahahaha...

Even if you're making up an excuse, you should at least follow some basic logic!

【Hahahahahaha...】

【When it comes to being outrageous, the clients are always so creative, hahaha!】

【I'm dying, wearing big boxers with half his butt hanging out, dead serious saying he's delivering takeout!】

【How did he manage to keep a straight face! Even made-up excuses need logic!】

【We asked you to describe the case, and you go up there performing a comedy skit? And the hell of it is you actually made me laugh, hahahaha!】

【I mean, isn't this way better than the Spring Festival Gala? Every kind of outrageous thing happens here, hahaha!】

The whole scene was filled with an atmosphere of joy.

Especially since Fang Hao still wore a perfectly sincere expression.

It almost left Officer Zhang Hai at a loss.

He pointed at Fang Hao's pants and said:

"Look down at what you're wearing. Want to listen carefully to what you just said?"

"If you were here for that, just own up to it openly."

Yet Fang Hao's expression remained utterly serious.

Before the camera, Fang Hao even seriously recalled for a moment.

"Officer, I really did come here to deliver takeout!"

"These pants are because..."

Mid-sentence, Fang Hao suddenly froze.

He was astonished to find that a strange new memory had suddenly appeared in his mind.

It seemed the reward issued by the system had arrived.

He really did have a lot more memories of being a takeout delivery rider.

Such as how to take orders, route memory for the entire city, experience snatching orders, and so on...

And besides that.

In Fang Hao's mind, he also gained the memory of having just delivered takeout.

At this moment, he held his breath.

Holy shit...

He really had come here to deliver takeout!?

Recalling these memories, Fang Hao looked at the crowd before him once more.

At this moment, everyone was looking at him with amused, mocking expressions.

Whether the clients or those young ladies.

At this moment, they were all watching him perform as if watching a show.

"Speak up? What's the story with these pants? Go on, keep talking."

In front of the camera, Zhang Hai was also looking at Fang Hao before him with an amused expression, waiting for Fang Hao's reply.

His expression seemed to say: I know you're making excuses, but I want to see how you make them.

Before the camera, Fang Hao at this moment slowly calmed down.

He gently cleared his throat.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem… actually, this is what happened."

"Ten minutes ago, I came here to deliver takeout."

"My electric scooter is parked downstairs. There should still be two undelivered orders on it, clearly marked with the delivery person's name — which is my name."

"I'm actually just here to deliver takeout…"

"So you all go on with what you're doing, and I'll just continue delivering the takeout."

Fang Hao's expression was utterly serious.

That expression wouldn't reveal a single flaw even to the most expert interrogator.

The result was, once these words came out.

The scene erupted in another burst of laughter.

The client quietly gave Fang Hao a thumbs-up, somewhat admiring.