52 51, in the blink of an eye, did Lin Mo become a murderer? _1
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The system interface remained unchanged.
On the left was the character template, listing some of Lin Mo’s bodily statistics, and on the right was the intelligence template, containing 10 brand new pieces of information.
Possibly because he hadn’t done any heavy labor for half a month, Lm Mo discovered that some of his bodily statistics were steadily improving, and his health conditions had also received some relief.
Not only could he see it from the system, but his back pain had also eased a lot; at least he wouldn’t start feeling a dull ache in his back just from bending over to wash his hair.
“It seems 1 wasn’t wrong, the captain of the detective team I met today is
indeed that old lady’s son.”
Lin Mo wasn’t surprised by this revelation, and after glancing over the second piece of intelligence, his attention was drawn to the third piece.
When the body was fished out, it had already swollen and turned white from soaking, with many exposed wounds that made it impossible to determine the age of the deceased.
Now that Lin Mo had seen the information of the deceased, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow-just 28 years old, two years younger than himself, in the prime of life, and then gone… such a pity.
Truly, being alive is what’s most important!
Should he tell the police about this information?
This thought flashed through Lin Mo’s mind and was instantly dismissed.
What a joke,
Fishing up a body on his first attempt was bizarre enough; if he went to the police and said, “1 know the information about the deceased…”
Was he asking for the police to be suspicious of him?
Moreover, the system’s intel didn’t say whether it was suicide or homicide, nor did it disclose the killer’s identity, providing only basic information that the police could easily find out on their own.
There was no need for him to go out of his way.
On the other hand, the subsequent pieces of information made Lm Mo fall into contemplation.
“Chen Shanhe is going to fish by the lake at Gulf National Forest Park in a couple of days. I might well take my wife and kids for a stroll there, make contact on the sly, and see if 1 can get some beneficial intel next time.”
“Besides, even if Chen Shanhe investigates my background, he won’t find anything. I’m just an ordinary citizen, that’s all.”
“Also, I can’t always follow Chen Shanhe around. If 1 want to obtain more high-level intelligence, I can totally visit government buildings and high-end villas more often; who knows, that might be even more useful.”
“Aside from this information, I should also reach out to talented entrepreneurs.
If I can get intelligence on the results of their future ventures, 1 could make money without doing all the running around myself!”
“Making money, intelligence on important figures, 1 have to pursue both vigorously! Because there are many things in the world that money can’t solve, but without money you can’t do anything!”
Although the system did not provide Lin Mo with the intelligence he had hoped for today, he didn’t feel the least bit disappointed.
This is all a matter of probability. The more attempts you make, the higher the chance of success. If not this time, then the next.
Moreover, previously he had worked himself to the bone on construction sites, where he might not even make a thousand yuan a day. Now, merely by going shopping, fishing, chatting with people, he could make money, a lot of money, and enjoy additional benefits as well.
It’s like the difference between heaven and earth.
What’s there to be disappointed about?
He continued to read on…
Liu Meihong’s affair with her trainer didn’t overly concern Lin Mo. He could only silently wish them happiness and safety…
Lin Mo now hoped more than ever that Liu Meihong wouldn’t get caught by her husband.
That way, the leverage he had over her would always be there.
However, the intelligence about Wang Youcai totally confused Lin Mo for a
moment.
The system had previously stated that he had a little over 200 days left to live, but just after a few short days, it had sharply decreased to 168 days? What did that imply?
At least intuitively, Lin Mo felt that this indicated life expectancy wasn’t fixed and was constantly changing.
For example, smoking one more cigarette could reduce your life expectancy by 20 seconds, while sticking to a fitness regimen could potentially increase it.
Of course, these changes were within reasonable bounds. When one reached their life’s limit, it’s highly probable that nothing could change that.
“That’s all well and good, but what exactly did Old Mr. Wang do to harm his health so severely, causing such a significant reduction in his lifespan?”
“Did he have a fling with a female internet celebrity?”
“When 1 have the time, should I suggest that he visit the hospital? It feels worth trying. After all, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Additionally, I can test whether it’s possible to increase lifespan and by how much.”
“This is important! Whether for myself, or for Jin Wen, Xiaoxiao, or my parents, it can be useful.”
Lin Mo made his decision quietly.
Behind one death notification, there still lies another death notification.
When Lin Mo saw the news that Wang Erbo’s daughter had ultimately died, he too could not help but let out a sigh of helplessness.
As a father himself, he felt somewhat stifled in his heart.
However, upon further reflection, it might actually be for the best. Such a disease was truly too hard to cure, not only causing the child to suffer but also dragging down an entire family.
Now, the money that Wang Erbo had in his hands should be enough for him to have a second child or to improve his life a bit.
The departed have passed on, and the living must continue to go on.
Lin Mo felt no particular emotion towards the next two pieces of information, merely glancing over them before exiting the system interface.
Chen Ru’s fate was sealed, and as for international affairs, Lin Mo simply could not muster much interest. Or, to put it another way, this kind of information, for the time being, could not offer him any help and was too far removed from him.
Maybe it would be very useful in the future, but who knows how far off that future would be.
“Sleep!”
“Continue exploring the system tomorrow!”
“Fight on, give it your all!”
The next day, early in the morning.
A police car stopped beneath the apartment where Lin Mo was renting a room. Bai Feng and several police officers got out, drawing the attention of a few old men and ladies basking in the sun at the entrance of the building.
The appearance of so many police officers usually signified that big news was afoot.
For the retired old men and women keen on gossip, this was a top-notch source of important information.
Under their curious and puzzled gazes, Bai Feng approached and politely asked, “Madam, Sir, I’d like to ask you, there’s someone named Lin Mo who works as a porter, does he live here?”
Lin Mo?
At the mention of this name, the old men and women looked at one another, exchanging surprised and curious glances.
The Lin Mo family had already been living here for quite some time; the neighbors might have heard of this family of three.
Daughter in school, wife at home, husband working as a mover.
Whenever they had something heavy that needed moving in their homes, they would always call on Lin Mo for help.
A little money was given, naturally less than what outsiders would charge. Moreover, Wang Youcai, who lived right across from Lin Mo, just happened to be basking in the sun downstairs.
“Oh, Lin Mo? 1 know him, lives right across from us,” Wang Youcai did not immediately give away Lin Mo’s room number, but instead responded with a question, “He’s a good man, has he done something wrong?”
Bai Feng simply stated, “Nothing serious, just need to ask him about some matters. Which floor does he live on?”
Asking about some matters?
Hearing the officer unwilling to elaborate, Wang Youcai grew even more puzzled, and couldn’t help but suspect whether Lin Mo had actually committed some kind of crime.
The more he thought about it, the more curious he became.
Wang Youcai simply stood up from his chair, turned, and began walking upstairs, saying as he went, “Follow me, 1’11 take you to him.
“Our electric bikes are still parked here; he should be home.”
Bai Feng followed behind Wang Youcai with the other officers, making their way upstairs.
After they had gone up, the old men and women, who couldn’t contain their curiosity, exchanged glances, discussed among themselves, and followed upstairs as well.
“Oh dear, the lad’s quite nice, his daughter is polite, what’s brought the police to him?”
“Have you lost your senses? Would a criminal carve the word ‘criminal’ on their forehead?”
-What do you know? Maybe it’s not a crime. The police just recently took away quite a few prostitutes from the next neighborhood over. Maybe it’s related to him!”
Before even reaching Lin Mo’s door, the old men and women’s gossip had already turned Lin Mo from a rather decent young man into a suspect of various crimes.
Prostitution, theft, traffic accidents, those aside, some had even started speculating whether Lin Mo was involved in the murder case that stirred up a storm last night, the one where a body was fished out of Mingyuan Lake….
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