Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"You can have your doctor do a test to see if there are any changes in your cancer cell markers."

Lin Mo stood up, supporting himself on the armrest of the chair, and walked unsteadily toward the door, deliberately stumbling a little.

As soon as the door opened, three people immediately surrounded them.

Long Qingxue was the first to notice Lin Mo's expression. She frowned, reached out and took his arm without saying a word, but the heartache in her eyes was palpable.

Chen Ting originally wanted to help Lin Mo, but Long Qingxue beat her to it, so she could only awkwardly withdraw her hand.

Xin Lu anxiously peeked into the ward, then turned to Lin Mo:

"Master Lin, how is it?"

"It went relatively smoothly. You can take your aunt for a check-up now."

"Thank you, Master Lin!"

Xin Lu bowed deeply, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Lin Mo's current state was incredibly convincing; his face was deathly pale, his steps were unsteady, and he clearly looked like he had suffered a severe blow to his health.

"You're welcome. I've suffered heavy losses this time, so if there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

"Alright, alright! Master Lin, please go back and rest. Tingting, could you please see Master Lin off? I really can't leave right now."

As Xin Lu spoke, she quickly walked into the ward.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy."

Chen Ting nodded, glanced at Lin Mo who was being supported by Long Qingxue, and gestured for the two of them to walk forward first.

The three of them left the retirement home, and Long Qingxue never let go of Lin Mo's arm the entire time.

As soon as he sat in the car, the paleness on Lin Mo's face disappeared instantly, and his normal color returned.

He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and met Chen Ting's astonished gaze in the rearview mirror.

"What you just did..."

"It's an act."

Lin Mo screwed the bottle cap back on and casually placed it on the cup holder.

Chen Ting blinked, then understood. A meaningful smile appeared on her lips. She didn't ask any more questions, but started the car and asked:

"Where to?"

"Find me a store that sells DJ drones."

"it is good."

Chen Ting tapped a few times on the car's navigation system and quickly located the nearest Dajiang flagship store. She then turned the steering wheel and onto the main road.

The flagship store is spacious and bright, with various models of drones on display, ranging from palm-sized entry-level models to half-person-high professional models.

Lin Mo walked around the store and picked out the most expensive one, which had infrared thermal imaging, night vision module, maximum remote control distance of 15 kilometers, 40 minutes of battery life, and high load capacity.

The shop assistant demonstrated the basic operations: takeoff, hovering, return, and camera switching. Lin Mo then quickly skimmed through the instruction manual, his superior comprehension automatically breaking down and reassembling the steps. The whole process took no more than ten minutes.

He's already playing it better than the store clerk who demonstrates it in the store.

They paid by card, and Chen Ting was already waiting at the door when they left. She then escorted the two of them back to the mall.

Lin Mo rode his electric scooter, which was parked downstairs in the mall, and took Long Qingxue home.

Dajiang City Police Station, front desk duty room.

Li Jing pushed open the glass door, her face pale, her lips trembling slightly, her reddened eyes quickly scanning the duty window before she rushed to the counter:

"I'm calling the police!"

The officer on duty looked up. He was a policeman in his forties, his shoulder insignia worn white, and his face showed signs of fatigue from staying up all night.

He put down his thermos, spat out the tea leaves from his mouth, and his gaze lingered on Li Jing's face for a second:

"What is it?"

"Someone has committed murder!"

Li Jing's voice was shrill and trembling.

The veteran police officer's expression instantly changed; he sat up straight, his hand already on the duty logbook on the table.

"Tell me, who did you kill? When? Where?"

"It's...it's my ex-boyfriend, no, my ex-ex-boyfriend, Lin Mo! He killed someone!"

Li Jing's fingers gripped the edge of the table.

"How did you know? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

The veteran policeman picked up a pen, the tip hovering above the notebook.

"I……"

Li Jing paused, her gaze flickering for a moment, but she quickly refocused, her tone shifting from hesitant to firm.

"That's my guess. Although I have no proof, it's definitely murder!"

The veteran policeman stopped writing.

He put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and his expression changed from serious to one of helpless reluctance as he tried to maintain politeness.

More and more people are coming to report crimes every day. Some are real cases, while others are just baseless accusations. Li Jing's case falls into the latter category. She has no evidence, no eyewitnesses, and just says "I guessed" right away.

He suppressed his temper and patiently asked:

How did you guess? Tell me.

"My ex-boyfriend, Duan Xing, had a conflict with Lin Mo! Duan Xing was killed by Lin Mo! When he died, the doctor said it was a heart attack, but Duan Xing was so young, how could he have a heart attack?"

Today, I went to the mall with the famous director Chen Jing and ran into Lin Mo again. Chen Jing had a few words with him, and just now, Chen Jing suffered a stroke!

Li Jing poured out all her words in one breath, her chest heaving violently.

The veteran police officer remained silent for a few seconds, then wrote down the time, place, and relationships she mentioned in his notebook.

To be honest, the coincidence that two people who had conflicts with Lin Mo died one after the other from a heart attack and the other from a stroke is indeed somewhat unusual, but it is only "unusual".

Myocardial infarction and cerebral infarction are things that can be both coincidental and normal. To conclude that people are related based on just these two events is something he has never done in his twenty years as a police officer.

He closed the notebook and said to Li Jing:

"We have recorded your report. The investigation will take time. Please go back and wait for news. We will contact you with any progress."

Also, I want to remind you, before the investigation results are out, do not confront the other party face-to-face, and even more so, do not spread unverified accusations. Otherwise, they may sue you for defamation, and you will be the one who suffers.

Li Jing opened her mouth as if to say something, but the old policeman had already stood up, picked up his notebook, and walked into the inner room.

In the inner office, the veteran police officer spread his notebook on the table and waved to a young female police officer with short hair sitting at the opposite workstation:

"Xiao Han, I need you to run a errand for me."

He briefly recounted the situation Li Jing had described, and added at the end,

"The person who reported the case could not provide any evidence, but both lives were indeed somewhat related to this person named Lin Mo."

Follow this line and see if you find any clues. If you don't, just go through the motions to avoid the complainant accusing us of inaction.

Han Yue took the notebook, flipped through it, and nodded.

He took his police cap from the drawer and went out the door.

On the other side, Lin Mo settled Long Qingxue on the sofa and switched to a national documentary for her to watch at her own pace.

She changed her clothes and went out. Today was Su Qing's last treatment session. Her body had basically recovered, and this was the last time.

The old apartment building's unit door is still that creaky green-painted iron door.

Lin Mo went up to the third floor and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly, and Su Qing stood in the doorway. Her bangs were damp with sweat and stuck to her temples. A light gray T-shirt clung tightly to her body because of the sweat, outlining her slender yet full waistline.