These days.

They also noticed something was off with Qin Mu.

From what they knew about Qin Mu...

Something good was definitely about to happen!

Like there’s going to be a show to watch.

"Ahem, this matter... I can’t talk about it yet."

Faced with everyone’s inquiries.

Qin Mu cleared his throat, not daring to tell the group of big mouths.

If he really said it...

He guaranteed that everyone in the courtyard would know about it.

Walls have ears.

It would be terrible if they alerted the enemy then.

"Is there really a case?"

When the seniors heard what Qin Mu said, their eyes lit up even more.

Not only were they not disappointed,

they became even more excited.

They started discussing animatedly right in the office.

Guessing the identity of the person involved in the case.

"Is it one or two people? Judging by your recent demeanor, there should be quite a few."

"Is it someone from our retirement home? Could it be the girl from the cafeteria? Or the woman who sweeps the floor?"

"Who on earth is so lucky to run into you? What did they do?"

"Can you at least reveal how long their sentence is going to be?"

"..."

The seniors looked at Qin Mu eagerly.

Full of curiosity on their faces.

Unfortunately...

No matter how much they asked, Qin Mu didn’t budge.

He didn’t tell them the real situation.

Leaving these seniors extremely frustrated.

In the end.

Helplessly.

They left the office one by one, continuing to play chess, cards, or dance in the square.

"Finally it’s quiet."

Qin Mu sat in the chair, taking a long breath of relief.

Just now.

The seniors were like hundreds of ducks, nagging in his ear.

I guess not having any cases for a while has driven them crazy.

But thinking about it.

Ever since Zhang Qingyuan’s foreign case ended.

Every time they went to court, they came back disappointed.

It’s said that the court cases are all civil disputes now, and there aren’t any decent criminal cases in Jin City.

The only thing that could be considered a criminal case...

Is drunk driving.

"Ring—"

At six in the evening.

Just about to get off work, Qin Mu’s phone rang.

The call...

Was from a prosecution agency staff, informing him the case had been accepted and they were filing a criminal investigation.

After a brief notification.

The call was hung up.

Qin Mu put down his phone, finally showing a smile on his face.

This case...

The most difficult part was actually filing it.

Although his evidence was obtained through illegal means, as long as its authenticity could be guaranteed, it was enough to file a case.

He believed.

As long as the prosecution agency investigated according to the more than a hundred documents submitted, everything would become clear.

The other party wouldn’t be able to deny it.

And his act of imposture to illegally obtain information...

Would also face corresponding punishment later.

Such as apologizing to the parties involved, some fines, etc.

He neither cheated money nor used the obtained information for profit, it was just a slight violation.

It didn’t meet the criteria for any criminal offence.

After studying law for so long.

He had a very precise grasp of this.

Moreover...

He also actively reported the crime, showing meritorious behavior.

If the case was successfully broken, he might even get a reward.

At this moment.

Qing Lan also sent him a message, asking: "Up, has that con artist in success coaching started the session yet? When should I impersonate a student to infiltrate the enemy?"

Seeing the message.

Qin Mu’s lips twitched, replying truthfully: "I guess you won’t need to impersonate, the police have already filed an investigation."

Regarding Qing Lan.

He trusted her very much.

Filing an investigation is usually done secretly.

The evidence he provided was part of it.

Verifying these pieces of evidence, finding complete evidence chains, and discovering the other’s criminal acts all needed to be done secretly.

Can’t alert the enemy.

"What? Up, what did you do? How come the case was filed so quickly?"

A few minutes later.

Qing Lan sent a voice message, sounding a bit surprised.

Qin Mu chuckled softly.

Briefly explaining about impersonating an assistant.

Actually.

It was Nie Yunxiao who gave him the inspiration, and those students were just too easy to fool.

With no sense of precaution.

They sent him all the "successful projects" they participated in.

Which he directly submitted to the prosecution agency.

"Can it really be done this way?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Lan couldn’t help but feel a bit amused.

She never thought.

The issue of evidence could be solved by Qin Mu just like that.

Impersonating a fraudster to obtain information.

And it’s only a slight violation.

Even if the prosecution agency found out...

The worst outcome would be apologizing to those students.

This series of operations...

Made her realize once again the terrifying aspects of someone proficient in law.

The cost Qin Mu had to pay was just an apology.

And for the other side...

The entire team was very likely going to be incarcerated!

...

The third day.

Lianzhou.

A certain office building.

Yunxiao Culture Communication Co., Ltd.

In the meeting room.

Nie Yunxiao continued leading the company’s middle and senior management, holding a meeting to discuss the company’s future business direction.

During the meeting.

Various department heads jointly suggested that he resume lectures as soon as possible.

"Mr. Nie, several days have passed already, we might really be overreacting."

"A mere Qin Mu, there’s really no need to be so afraid, after all this time, aren’t we all fine?"

"Isn’t it enough already? Our company hasn’t had any income in days, we’re almost living off northwest wind."

"Mr. Nie, start lecturing, our marketing department has found another batch of small to medium-sized business owners eager for success."

"..."

Everyone was somewhat dissatisfied with Nie Yunxiao stopping lectures for several days.

They all suggested quickly resuming the company’s normal operations.

These past days.

Everyone had been extremely low-key.

The advertising department stopped wildly promoting ads, buying fake followers, or sending marketing accounts.

The marketing department stopped looking for "clients," seeking "investments."

Everyone had been doing nothing all day.

Having no income at all.

This made those accustomed to earning quick money very uneasy.

They all felt it wasn’t necessary to be so overly cautious because of Qin Mu, to the point of being jittery.

"Let’s wait one more day today, and start lectures tomorrow."

Listening to the suggestions from the company’s middle to senior management, Nie Yunxiao also nodded.

Since Qin Mu’s "fleeting glimpse" was discovered by security guards.

He hadn’t held another lecture.

The entire company had been low-key for several days.

Yet...

Nothing happened.

Now, thinking back, he felt Qin Mu might have just passed by that day, purely curious.

And not specially coming for him.

"Perhaps... I really made a fuss over nothing."

He murmured, comforting himself with a sentence.

At the same time.

He looked at the assistant on his left, asking: "By the way, have you found the assistant who helped us stabilize the students two days ago?"

He hadn’t lectured for several days.

Entirely disappeared.

The supposed uproar among the students was unexpectedly quiet.

No excessive reactions at all.

According to the feedback from the students, the mysterious "assistant" didn’t scam money from them either.

Continuing to try and calm them.

"Still not found, I added him as a friend, but he never accepted."

Beside him.

Nie Yunxiao’s assistant shook his head, speaking with a complex expression.

These past two days.

This mysterious "assistant" had snatched up all his work.

Yet he still couldn’t figure out who the person was.

This was indeed very odd.

The other party’s actions...

Seemed entirely beneficial to their company, always helping to stabilize the students.

And advising them to be patient.

Even if it were him doing this, he might not have done it better.

"Still don’t know the identity?"

Hearing this, Nie Yunxiao furrowed his brow.

Just as he was about to speak further.

Suddenly.

His secretary rushed in from outside the meeting room.

Looking flustered.

Pale-faced.

Shouting: "Mr. Nie, something bad happened, the police are here!"

Everyone in the meeting room, including Nie Yunxiao, collectively froze.

Immediately after.

The meeting room door swung fully open, and seven or eight police officers in uniform walked in.

Leading them was a middle-aged officer, about forty years old.

With firm brows, sharply defined.

Commanding an unspoken authority.