Chapter 38 Crimes of Disrupting the Implementation of the Law

Inside the interrogation room.

After Xiao Zhang relayed Chen Mo's questions to the security guard and the cleaning staff, the two fell into deep thought.

But after thinking for a long time, they couldn't offer any answers.

Could it be that they didn't know?

That shouldn't be right; the Longevity Buddha had never actually done anything, yet Li Sen believed it to be real beyond a doubt.

Not to mention that after the human fat was extracted, the nightmares suddenly stopped.

This undoubtedly made Li Sen believe even more.

Therefore, he must have taken some action.

"Shorten the timeframe. What has been different about Li Sen in the last few days? Or rather, what changed about Li Sen after the calming medicine was thrown into the trash can?"

Inside the interrogation room, Xiao Zhang relayed the question to the two again.

This time, the cleaner immediately had an answer.

"Now that you mention it, there really is something. Boss Li usually likes to wear a Zhongshan suit and doesn't wear any accessories; he's as low-key as possible."

"But in the last few days, I noticed he started wearing things like necklaces, bracelets, and rings. Does that count as the change you're talking about?"

Outside the interrogation room.

Chen Mo crossed his arms, tapping his upper arm with his index finger, a thoughtful look on his face.

This case was becoming increasingly confusing.

It wasn't that the investigation was confusing, but rather that Li Sen's behavior was baffling.

Now it involved these accessories.

"I think the problem lies with these accessories!"

Long Hao, standing to the side, said with unusual certainty.

"Rich people like this have already passed the stage of using money to feed their vanity. Houses and cars are just a breeze for them."

"Wearing these accessories actually makes them look cheap. Since he suddenly started wearing them after the incident, I think the problem must be here."

His words struck a chord with Chen Mo.

For an ordinary person like him, wearing gold and silver jewelry was very normal.

The image of Jack Ma and Ma Huateng appearing in front of the camera flashed through his mind.

Thinking back, they indeed never wore things like rings.

"You make a good point."

So now, the focus could be narrowed down to the nightmares, the human fat, and the necklace.

"I think unless we catch Li Sen and ask him personally, we'll never figure out the connection between these three things, no matter how hard we rack our brains."

This was more of a headache than solving math problems; it was literally three completely unrelated items put together, and you were expected to figure out the connection.

It was too difficult.

Seeing Long Hao's pained expression, Chen Mo shook his head and chuckled.

"Actually, I do have a way to figure it out."

...

...

Muhe City Second Prison.

The two stepped out of the car.

"So your way of figuring it out is coming here?"

As soon as Long Hao finished speaking, a realization flashed through his mind.

"Superstition. Li Sen is superstitious."

"So you came here to find those who were arrested for organizing superstitious activities?"

A look of sudden realization appeared on his face, and at the same time, he marveled at how quickly Chen Mo's mind worked.

He hadn't thought about why they were coming here the whole way from the police station.

It wasn't until he saw the prison sign and asked the question that he realized.

The law has a 'Crime of Undermining the Implementation of the Law,' which is essentially a charge for those involved in superstition.

If there was anyone who understood these mysterious things better than Li Sen, it could only be the people locked up for this crime.

He had already contacted the Deputy Warden before coming.

The whole trip had been very smooth.

There was barbed wire and surveillance equipment on the outer walls. In his past life, he had heard in movies that this stuff was electrified, though he didn't know if it was true.

In both his lifetimes, this was his first time coming to a place like this.

As soon as he entered, he was greeted by an open square, which was likely used for yard time, and on one side were rows of neat prison cells.

What surprised him most was that there was even an activity room, ping pong tables, and exercise equipment here...

"Have you never been here before?" Long Hao asked.

He noticed that Chen Mo was very curious about the place.

Mentioning the word "curious" made him think of Chen Mo's extraordinary curiosity.

"Never."

"Actually, this place is only fresh the first time you come. After that, you don't really feel anything."

As the two chatted, they passed through layers of iron gates and entered the cell block where the prisoners lived.

"Chen Mo!"

A somewhat haggard and resentful voice rang out from his left.

Someone here knew him too?

He slowly turned his head and looked to the left.

Behind an iron gate was an elderly man with a black mole in the center of his forehead.

His gaze was fixed coldly on him.

A name appeared in his mind.

Wang Guodong!

He was the perpetrator of the first case he investigated right after transmigrating.

Because he was impotent, he cut off someone else's and grilled it to eat.

"Still haven't been executed by firing squad yet?"

After Chen Mo responded, he left directly.

Saying even one more word to such scum was a waste of his time.

Behind him came the sound of his furious roar.

He didn't pay any more attention.

He hadn't walked two steps when someone walked out of the office ahead.

"Brother Wang!"

"Brother Long!"

Long Hao hugged the Deputy Warden.

"I found the person you wanted; he's waiting in the room right now. Are you in a rush? If not, why don't we sit down and have a cup of tea?"

The Deputy Warden, Brother Wang, full name Wang Meng, was 45 years old. He looked somewhat fierce and had an aura of natural authority, which was likely the pressure accumulated from years of managing prisoners.

"Can we do it next time? My criminal investigation team can't compare to your place; as soon as there's a case, we're incredibly busy. Next time..."

Long Hao politely declined with a smile, while introducing Chen Mo.

"This person beside me is named Chen Mo, a graduate of the Luocheng Police Academy. He's only 22 this year. Don't let his youth fool you; all the prisoners sent here during this period were caught by him!"

"Our Instructor thinks highly of him, and he'll be receiving an individual third-class merit award soon."

Wang Meng blinked and sized Chen Mo up.

Such an impressive young man?

The prisoners sent over in the last few days averaged out to about one a day.

Wang Guodong, Ma Shuang, and that... StringBuilder.

They were all sentenced to death for murder, which he, as the Deputy Warden, naturally knew.

"Young and promising. You're much more capable than your Captain Long was when he was young."

As he spoke, a look of admiration appeared on his face.

He added, "Alright, we can chat more later. I know you have urgent business, follow me."

As he spoke, he turned around to lead the way.

After walking a short distance, he stopped in front of a door.

"The person is inside. According to prison regulations, I must personally listen to your questions and record them."

This was standard procedure, and since they weren't there to rescue anyone, there was nothing that couldn't be heard.

—Creak.

The door opened, and a beam of sunlight shone through the room onto their feet.

Sitting in the interrogation chair was a man in a blue prison uniform with a shaved head; he looked to be about 27 or 28 years old.

He was nervously staring at Chen Mo and Long Hao.

He must have known in advance what kind of questions they were going to ask.

If he showed significant merit, he could get his sentence reduced.

It was no wonder he was nervous.

"I only have one question."

"What is the connection between the necklace, human fat, and the nightmares?"

"Don't explain it to me with science; explain it using your methods!"