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After Mo Ming reminded him, Ji Yue realized he had overlooked such an important detail and said happily, “Mo Ming, you are right. I almost missed this crucial detail. No arrangement can be flawless; if it’s not something you did, there must be a flaw!”
“Ha ha, since Captain Ji understands now, hurry up and go before someone tries to slander me and messes up the scene!” A sharp glint flashed in Mo Ming's eyes as he spoke to Ji Yue.
“Alright, Mo Ming, for now, you’ll have to endure being in Detention. I’ll head to the scene immediately to gather evidence. Once I find solid proof, I’ll release you right away!” Ji Yue nodded, stood up, opened the door, and walked out.
A young police officer entered with a serious expression and beckoned to Mo Ming, saying, “Kid, I’m taking you to Detention now! At your young age, committing murder? Society will be in chaos because of you!”
“Hey man, which eye of yours saw me commit murder? Don’t slander me, alright? I can sue you for defamation anytime!” Mo Ming rolled his eyes at the officer.
“Stop talking nonsense. If you have the guts, go ahead and sue me. Am I supposed to be afraid of you?” The young officer sneered. “I’ve seen plenty of Social Scum like you. If you didn’t kill anyone, why would you need to give a statement and go to Detention?”
“Forget it, young man. You’re full of impulsive righteous blood; I can’t be bothered to argue with you.” Mo Ming yawned and ignored the officer, standing up and walking out.
The officer took Mo Ming to the door of a Cell, opened it, and was about to kick him inside: “Get in there…”
Unfortunately for him, he overestimated his own skills. Just as he lifted his leg to kick, Mo Ming quickly dodged aside. The officer kicked air instead and stumbled into the Cell, nearly falling over.
With a smug look on his face, Mo Ming walked in and teased, “Officer, I know you have a strong sense of justice, but you don’t need to come in here with me in Detention, do you? I'm so moved I could cry.”
“You little brat!” The officer was furious and let out a curse.
Mo Ming pretended to dig in his ear and laughed, “Who are you calling a little brat?”
“That little brat is…” In a moment of panic, the officer almost blurted it out but realized he had been played and immediately shut up. He waved his hand angrily and said, “I can’t be bothered to argue with a scoundrel like you!”
With that, the officer left immediately.
Mo Ming glanced around and saw three guys staring at him menacingly. With a smile on his face, he asked, “Hehe, what a coincidence! Who would have thought we’d meet here in such a big world?”
“Hmph, who has any connection with you?” One tall guy approached fiercely, sizing up Mo Ming. Noticing that Mo Ming was well-dressed, he grinned wickedly and said, “Boss, this guy seems to have some money!”
The other two men approached, and a one-eyed man sneered at Mo Ming, saying, "Kid, you're unlucky to run into Demon Eye today. If you want to survive in this prison, you'd better hand over everything valuable on you."
"What do you need money for in a prison?" Mo Ming replied lightly.
Another man, of similar build to Mo Ming, coldly laughed and said, "With money, we can bribe the guards here. Hmph, as long as the guards are bribed, we can live comfortably! Now stop wasting time and quickly hand over your money!"
"Oh, I didn't expect that in this hellish place, money could still buy a good life," Mo Ming said with a calm nod. He pulled out a Gold Card and waved it in front of them mockingly, saying, "Do you know what this is?"
"You little brat, how can you use a bank card here?!" the tall guy roared angrily, thinking Mo Ming was just messing with them.
"Who knows if there's even any money on it?" the man of similar build coldly laughed. However, before he could finish his sentence, Demon Eye slapped him on the head in anger.
"Boss, why did you hit me..." the man said innocently.
Demon Eye slapped him again and shouted, "Because you're too stupid! Damn it, can't you have some cultural knowledge while following me? You're really embarrassing me!"
"Of course I know what a Swiss Bank Gold Card is!" Demon Eye said with his eyes shining as he stared at Mo Ming. "I used to have one of those cards too, but unfortunately, I got caught by an officer and probably won't get out of here for the rest of my life!"
"Oh, so you have some knowledge. What did you do before coming here?" Mo Ming asked with interest, surprised that this incredibly ugly blind man had a Swiss Bank Gold Card.
Demon Eye sneered and said, "Why should I tell you? Heh heh, you're just in time. I was worried about not having money to make connections. Now that I have your Gold Card, I'll have enough money to buy my freedom!"
"You want this card?" Mo Ming waved the Gold Card again before putting it back in his pocket and smiling. "But sorry, this is my card. Even if I buy freedom, it's buying my own freedom."
"Damn it! Here, don't even talk about cards; even you are my slave..." Demon Eye attempted to teach Mo Ming a lesson for being so blind to the situation. However, just as his fist was raised in the air, Mo Ming threw a punch that landed hard on his nose.
Mo Ming's punch was powerful; after just one hit, Demon Eye stumbled backward. The other two men saw their boss getting beaten and rushed forward with their fists raised. Mo Ming responded by delivering a punch to each of their noses as well.
In the blink of an eye, all three men were lying on the ground.
"Demon Eye," right? I think you can answer my question now. What were you doing before?" Mo Ming squatted next to Demon Eye, wearing an innocent smile.
Demon Eye was frightened by Mo Ming's skills; the fierce expression he had earlier was completely gone, replaced by a fearful smile. "Sir, I was... I was a thief..."
"Wow, a thief? You really have some skills. Did you steal enough to open a Swiss Bank Gold Card?" Mo Ming was taken aback by Demon Eye's profession. Stealing millions was one thing, but opening a Swiss Bank Gold Card wasn't easy; without a significant amount of money and connections, they wouldn't even consider it.
"Look at me now; what would I lie to you about..." Demon Eye chuckled awkwardly. "I’ve always liked stealing. I stole my neighbor's little underwear when I was five. If I don’t steal something in a day, I just can’t relax..."
"You’re disgusting!" Mo Ming rolled his eyes and continued, "Skip the gross details and just tell me how you stole enough to open a Swiss Bank Gold Card."
"Can I get up first? This position isn't very comfortable..." Demon Eye said with a wry smile.
"Damn, you're really something else. You can relate that to your position? Get up and talk!" Mo Ming looked down at Demon Eye lying on the ground and felt goosebumps all over.
Demon Eye sat up confidently and said, "Back in the day, when I was ten, my stealing skills were already exceptional. The moment that made me realize I had potential in this line of work was when I stole all the money from a criminal gang!"
"Wow, you really have some talent. You can't judge a book by its cover. What happened next?" Mo Ming began to admire Demon Eye; stealing from a gang was no small feat.
Demon Eye pointed at one of his eyes and sighed, "Then they found out about me and demanded money. If I didn't pay up, they threatened to blind me in this eye. If only I had given them the money from the start, then my eye wouldn't have been lost."
"They blinded your eye before you paid them?" Mo Ming teased. "You're really someone who values money over life! Can I call you an idiot? If it were me, I wouldn't give them anything after they blinded me!"
"You're the idiot here; you don't understand! As long as I'm alive, their money will eventually be mine!" Demon Eye smirked proudly. "Let me tell you, later on, not only did I take their money, but I also got evidence of their crimes. In the end, they were caught while I ran away with their money!"
Mo Ming found it hard to imagine what kind of man Demon Eye was.
Demon Eye continued proudly, "Actually, losing one eye turned out to be beneficial for me. It made me realize that petty thieves can only get small amounts of money while risking jail time. But stealing information is different; as long as I can steal relevant data, I can sell it for a hefty price. Pretty clever, right?"
"That is indeed quite clever, Demon Eye. So because you started stealing information to sell it, you made a fortune, right?" Mo Ming finally understood where Demon Eye got the money to open his Swiss Bank Gold Card; trading information must be worth much more than simple theft.
Two people nearby looked at Demon Eye in admiration and said, "Boss, I didn't expect you to be so amazing!"
"Hehe, I told you before, being my little brother is not a loss for you!" Demon Eye said proudly, looking at Mo Ming. "Alright, I've told you everything I know, so don't make it difficult for me anymore."
"Don't worry, why would a criminal make things hard for another criminal?" Mo Ming patted Demon Eye on the shoulder and asked, "How much information have you sold over the years? Do you have any particularly important news?"
"You all think that computers store a lot of information, but you don't understand that the information stored in my mind is something you can't find on a computer. I remember one piece of news I sold for two hundred million dollars!" Demon Eye boasted about his achievements.
Mo Ming was very curious about Demon Eye's matters and laughed, "What kind of news is worth that much?"
"Hmph, if I told you, it would scare you to death. I suspect that the person who bought the information must be from the military; otherwise, how could they possibly buy such news?" Demon Eye said with a smirk.
"What news?" Mo Ming and the two prison mates also asked curiously.
"I'll tell you this, but I hope you won't spread it around. I don't want to get killed yet!" Demon Eye said mysteriously. "There exists a huge organization in this world called the Dark Order. They do almost everything—good or bad; there's nothing they won't do!"
Mo Ming stared at Demon Eye in shock and said, "You know about the Dark Order!?"
"Of course! The military people definitely wouldn't know about this organization's existence if I hadn't told them. Otherwise, they would probably never find out in their lifetime!" Seeing Mo Ming's astonished expression, Demon Eye felt even prouder.
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