Chapter 42 Just three worthless lives

"Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist."

"Confession is the way out; resistance is a dead end!"

— Click.

Inside the interrogation room, a dim yet glaring light shone onto Li Sen's face.

It made him extremely uncomfortable, and he could only see the situation inside the interrogation room through the gaps between his fingers.

"Li Sen, 56 years old, founder of Li Sen Air Conditioning, worth hundreds of millions, a charitable philanthropist."

"Should I call you an entrepreneur, a philanthropist, or a murderer?"

Chen Mo chuckled, then signaled for the desk lamp to be turned off.

— Click.

The interrogation room plunged back into a semi-dim state. This level of brightness was intentional, as it could exert psychological pressure on the criminal suspect.

"What right do you have to say I killed anyone!?"

"Do you have evidence?"

The lights had suddenly gone out, and he took a good while to adapt before speaking.

He was not an ordinary person after all; even with death imminent, he could still calmly quibble.

"Do you think we would have arrested you if we didn't have evidence?"

Soon, the human oil vessel and the human oil necklace were displayed before him one by one.

"Don't tell me you don't know anything. In the face of death, your subordinates aren't as loyal as you think."

He was not just killing him; he was destroying his spirit.

This made Li Sen swallow back the excuses he had prepared.

"What will my sentence be?"

"To tell you the truth, I have a little money. Let me go, and hundreds of millions will be yours."

He was trying to buy his life with money. People like him, having controlled others with money for so long, would come to believe that there was nothing in the world money couldn't accomplish; if it couldn't, it just meant there wasn't enough money.

Hundreds of millions were enough to trade for his life.

"So, this is why you've been able to stay calm?"

Chen Mo wanted to laugh, then immediately shattered his fantasy.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in money. I've never touched money in my life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Sen, who had previously felt in control, suddenly raised his head.

His gaze locked onto Chen Mo's eyes.

The more he looked, the more his heart sank.

He didn't see greed or excitement in the other man's eyes; they were filled only with the look one gives a clown.

"Impossible! No one is not interested in money!"

"Hundreds of millions! You take the lion's share, and the others take tens of millions—that's enough for you to live on for a lifetime!"

He was still trying to entice him, attempting to stir up Chen Mo's greed in order to bargain for a way to survive.

But neither Chen Mo nor the police officers beside him showed any sign of being tempted.

Where exactly did things go wrong?

The police in his impression were not like this!

"Must I die!?"

A burst of anger surged from Li Sen's heart.

Nothing works, nothing else works—isn't it just that they want him to die?

"It's just three rotten lives! Can't hundreds of millions handle that?"

Rotten lives!?

At this moment, let alone Li Sen being angry, Chen Mo was even angrier than him.

What the hell do you mean by 'rotten lives'!?

Is a rich person's life a 'good life'?

Are poor people just 'rotten lives'!?

On what basis!?

"Those were three human lives! Not the 'rotten lives' you speak of!"

He instantly rushed in front of Li Sen, grabbed him by the collar, and said coldly.

At this point, Li Sen not only showed no attitude of repentance or admission of guilt, but even spoke insolently, which made him extremely furious.

"How are they not rotten lives? I investigated their information; they wouldn't have achieved anything great in their lives, and they certainly wouldn't have been of any help to society!"

"But I'm different. They gave their lives to me. Did you see that necklace? It can be used as a calming medicine, and it's very effective!"

"Once promoted, it will surely lead society to progress by decades..."

Promoted?

Li Sen actually wanted to sell the human oil necklace?

Right, he was the Air Conditioning King, a businessman, and it was the nature of a businessman to pursue profit.

"You know better than I do how this thing is made. How many people do you want to kill?"

Chen Mo clenched his fists, his voice icy.

In fact, given Li Sen's status, if he really intended to promote it, this thing could very well become popular within the upper-class circles.

Just like Li Sen, once people reach a certain social class, they start pursuing things on a spiritual level.

Among superstitious people, Li Sen was definitely not an isolated case!

Once these people have money, they think about longevity. When technology can't help them, they naturally turn to metaphysics.

And the victims?

The victims were all ordinary people without power or influence.

He did not become a police officer to serve the rich, but to serve the people.

Therefore, after Li Sen said this, he would keep a close eye on the follow-up of this case.

No one could interfere!

Li Sen must die!

"So what if ordinary people die? This world needs elites, not ordinary people!"

"..."

— Bang!

Before he could finish, Chen Mo punched him.

"This punch is because you don't have the reverence for life that you should have."

"As for the thoughts you have now, the bullet during your execution will tell you whether you are right or wrong."

After speaking, Chen Mo left the interrogation room.

This case was filled with instances where powerful people could arbitrarily snuff out the lives of ordinary people.

He had never been this angry while handling so many cases before.

Perhaps he himself had once been one of the 'ordinary people' he spoke of.

He could better understand the sense of powerlessness when facing those with power and influence.

It was a matter of empathy.

Looking at the sunset on the horizon, it was now six o'clock in the evening.

There were 3 hours left before the challenge card expired.

The challenge was successfully completed, even three hours faster than expected.

Handling this case was actually quite mentally taxing.

When handling cases before, he could do so with ease, taking it step by step.

But for this case, not only did he have to think, but he also had to run back and forth between the prison and the police station.

He didn't dare to delay for even a single second.

This wasn't a challenge card; this was challenging his own limits.

Fortunately, all his efforts had paid off.

He walked up the stairs to the rooftop. It was deserted here, a good place to open the challenge card.

[Prop]: Challenge Card.

[Task Requirements]: Solve the 'Human Oil Case' within 12 hours (set by the host).

[Reward:]: 50% chance to obtain 'Clear Mind'.

[Clear Mind]: When you are investigating a case, your brain will no longer feel chaotic, and you will always maintain a clear state.

His finger hovered over the open button, but he couldn't press it.

Nervous...

This thing was too good; it could completely rival the 'Hyenas Nose' worth 50,000 melon points.

As the saying goes, with this, his level 13 'Reasoning' could perform at a level 20 standard.

Moreover, as the level continues to rise, the cost-effectiveness of this skill will become higher and higher.

Now, increasing it by one level costs several thousand, but in the future, wouldn't it cost tens of thousands?

But with this, he could save hundreds of thousands of melon points in the future.

It might be useless to other criminal police officers, but he was a Reasoning-type player, and the boost effect was off the charts.

Based on the system's past style, the probability of him getting it was quite high.

Not to say he was blessed by the luck gods, but as long as his luck wasn't terrible, a 50% probability was safe.

He took a deep breath, and his index finger pressed onto the 'Open' button.