Great, It's the Pervy Neighbor. We're Doomed

The interrogation ended there.

This was also just the most basic questioning.

After the interrogation, Zhu Hong was taken out of the interrogation room and locked in a detention cell. As for how long he'd be held, no one knew.

Chief Pete walked out of the interrogation room at that moment. He stood in the hallway outside, flipping through some documents in his hands.

First, there was Zhu Hong's file.

These were very simple records that could be easily accessed.

Then came the victim's file.

The victim's information was also quite simple.

It appeared to be a local German, an ordinary cleaner at the Napoleon Hotel in Aisen Town.

"Hmm..."

Chief Pete stared at the ID photo of Melo in the documents for a long time.

The more he looked, the deeper his frown became.

Finally, he muttered to himself: "Why does this person look so much like Melo, that antisocial personality? But Melo should be locked up in that prison right now, serving a life sentence... (German)"

Chief Pete was looking at Melo's photo, and so were the people in the live stream.

Although Melo's file was all in German, the machine translation had automatically translated everything.

As a result, many people in Hua Country noticed something.

Next to the photo in Melo's file, the name wasn't something like Melo Something.

It was called Kaqiulie Elyasi.

Not only that, if anyone was particularly familiar with Melo,

they could tell from this file that it was completely different from Melo's actual records.

Aside from the photo being the same, everything else — the name, age, work history, place of birth, and so on — was completely different.

In other words, the Far Neighbor live stream game had replaced all of Melo's information, rebranding him as another person entirely.

Hua Country chat section.

Middle-aged Uncle: [From Chief Pete's behavior, I feel like the Aisen Town police station is different from what I imagined.]

Domineering Female CEO: [I know what you mean. You're saying the Aisen Town police station is a normal police station? It hasn't been corrupted yet, right?]

Ultimate Rich Kid: [If it really is a normal police station, that'll be interesting. Zhu Hong might actually be trapped inside until the Special Live Stream ends.]

...

It was now Day 2 of the Special Live Stream, 11:33 AM.

Jin Baiying and Zhao Jue walked out of their residence in Aisen Town.

They began moving toward a destination.

At that time, the two people who had been relentlessly chased by Bai Xiaoliang had escaped from the 25 Hours Hotel and returned to their own place.

They'd been lying low ever since.

When the two were being chased, Zhao Jue had wanted to fight back, after all, he was at his peak state back then.

Why should he be afraid of some Bai Xiaoliang?

That was too humiliating.

He, Zhao Jue, had never been this pathetic before.

But Jin Baiying convinced him not to get tangled up with the guy behind them. If they got stuck, and others showed up, they'd have no way to escape.

So Zhao Jue had to give up, seething with anger.

Coincidentally, they had just received an order from Liu Baobao to go to a place.

They heard they were going to deal with a lab rat named Huo Yun.

Zhao Jue planned to use this Huo Yun to vent his anger.

So the two walked down the street, heading toward their destination on foot.

As they walked along the main road, they happened to encounter a patrol police officer from Aisen Town, also walking his beat.

The patrol officer first glanced at Jin Baiying and Zhao Jue, then looked again.

After that, he passed by them.

Zhao Jue noticed the patrol officer but didn't pay it any mind.

After all, since arriving in Aisen Town, he often saw police officers patrolling either on foot or in cars.

But Jin Baiying was more cautious, especially after what had happened last night.

Could it be that last night, Jiang Ran or that guy calling himself Bai Xiaoliang had already called the police?

Had they been wanted by the local police station already?

"Let's go that way."

Jin Baiying decided to err on the side of caution and led Zhao Jue into a small alley.

Zhao Jue refused and asked, "Why?"

Jin Baiying explained his speculation.

Zhao Jue still didn't take it seriously: "You're too cautious! And look, I'll tell you, I've watched TikTok about these European and American countries!"

"A lot of TikTok bloggers said that even though these European and American countries are developed, they're not that great in many ways!"

"Many government offices are terrifyingly inefficient!"

"For example, their hospitals. If there's an emergency patient, you'll wait at least a few hours before someone attends to you. And some people waiting for surgery have to queue up for months before it's their turn."

"So minor illnesses heal on their own while waiting, and serious ones just kill you from the wait."

"So, it's the same for the German police station. I don't believe that something that happened to us just last night would have them issuing a wanted notice for us this quickly. Besides, I think all foreigners look the same, and they probably have face blindness when it comes to us Asians. So that patrol officer just now might not have recognized us at all."

Zhao Jue's argument was logical.

But Jin Baiying was speechless.

TikTok bloggers?

The things those bloggers said could be trusted, but not completely. You had to use your own judgment.

Otherwise, who would you complain to when things went wrong?

He sighed and shook his head: "Better safe than sorry. And do you know how many serial killers in this world have been caught by patrol officers, cops like that?"

European and American patrol officers.

Their usual job was to drive around, wander, and patrol.

Handling traffic accidents, helping people find lost kids, find things, dealing with all sorts of miscellaneous stuff.

In short, European and American patrol officers had a lot of authority. They handled everything, and they had guns.

Zhao Jue was contemptuous: "Go on, tell me. Let me broaden my horizons."

Jin Baiying said: "There was a deranged serial killer named Liu Yongchun in Korea. Once, while impersonating a police officer to lure women, he happened to run into Korean patrol cops. The police found him suspicious, searched and questioned him, then found a bunch of suspicious items. He was done for."

"There was a deranged serial killer named Bundy in America who committed countless crimes. He also ended up being caught by patrol cops. This isn't an isolated case. I can give at least seven or eight more examples. So, don't you think we should be more careful?"

Zhao Jue twisted his hands together, forming a knot.

It was clear he was conflicted inside too.

"Fine, let's be more careful."

Zhao Jue felt exhausted. So annoying, having to think every time was so annoying.

Jin Baiying breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Zhao Jue wasn't one of those stubborn stones in a latrine pit that were both stinky and hard.

So the two walked a few more steps forward, spotted a small path, and prepared to head into it.

But at that moment, a man's voice suddenly shouted harshly from behind them: "Stop! Don't move! (English)"

The tone was fierce.

Jin Baiying and Zhao Jue didn't understand English, so they had no idea who was speaking or who they were talking to.

And even if it was directed at them, they pretended not to understand and kept walking toward the small path.