Chapter 1039: A God-Level Leak of Life! When Justice and Evil Brush Shoulders!

The matter is over.

For the police, the investigation and evidence collection may have just begun, but for Xiao He, his mission was already complete.

In the current situation, he might be more concerned about his own scent.

Xiao He lowered his head and sniffed the strong stench emanating from his body, frowning slightly. He felt that he might have been pickled by that disgusting stench of death.

"Fortunately, there's 【anatomical art】 to help, otherwise this taste would be unbearable for most people..."

He stood there and pinched his nose, wondering if he should walk down the mountain by himself later.

If I were to ride in Lao Qi's car, I'm afraid the car would reek of that stench of corpses...

Suddenly, Xiao He's eyes sharpened, and he looked up at the distant edge of the forest—

The person holding the camera on a tree suddenly shuddered.

"Holy crap, Brother Xiao! How did you find out again?!"

Seeing that the person in the camera had clearly spotted the lens, Huang Meng took a deep breath and felt a real sense of admiration for Xiao He.

How on earth did they manage to do that?!

Even though no one around him noticed him, only Xiao He...

But I'm not here to cause trouble this time; I'm here on Sister Liu's mission!

Huang Meng, don't panic!

We have the authorization! We can film this time!

Moreover, how could Huang Meng possibly miss this scene?

In the shot, the background is a lush forest, with the dense shade blocking out most of the overhead light, leaving only some slanting shadows of the setting sun filtering through the trees on the far side.

In the distance, there is a long and mysterious cave. Due to the mountain's shape, this deep cave extends outward along the cracks in the mountain, forming a deep ravine that leads into the forest, making the surrounding hillsides appear more chaotic and mysterious.

Most of the people around the scene were walking towards the front of the well. Some were preparing to pull down the cordon, while others were holding notebooks to take notes. In the corner, several law enforcement officers in formal uniforms were whispering something to a leader in a jacket.

Only the person in the very center of the frame, facing the camera, with one hand in his pocket and the other carrying a black laptop bag, was going in the opposite direction from everyone else.

Even though he was only wearing an ordinary black lightweight windbreaker, his presence still clashed with the serious atmosphere around him. While others were worried about the case ahead, he showed no concern for what they cared about and had no intention of lingering. He simply raised his eyes slowly, looked at the camera, and gave a nonchalant twitch of his lips.

It is precisely because of this unique feeling that one can sense the mysterious contrast of extreme danger emanating from him, and that the entire scene in the footage is full of narrative—the police rush to the crime scene, while the suspect who successfully escapes has already brushed past the police and is at large.

That moment was a clash between justice and evil, and the blurred edge where light and darkness meet.

That young man, so arrogant and presumptuous, calmly walked from one end of darkness into the afterglow of the setting sun, creating a perfect scene for the ending of the story, just like in a blockbuster movie.

Huang Meng's breathing froze.

Even when he met those eyes, his heart would still tremble slightly, just like countless times before, but his hands no longer shook; instead, he frantically pressed the shutter.

And so, the scene before my eyes froze in time.

The life of Hsiao Ho, who would later be considered a god-like figure, was also captured in Huang Meng's camera.

...

Huang Meng frantically pressed the shutter button despite the dangerous gaze, while the person being photographed simply squinted slightly.

"This guy, he really was someone Sister Liu sent here."

Xiao He murmured helplessly, but he could roughly guess why Huang Meng had come this time.

"Xiao He, let us arrange a car to take you down the mountain!"

Officer Sun walked over, his face unusually gentle.

Noticing that Xiao He was staring in one direction, he followed his gaze but saw nothing.

—After all, the long lenses and tripods of these paparazzi are not just for show; at this distance, they might only appear as blurry dots to the naked eye.

"It's alright, but there's no need for Officer Sun to drive me. My agent and the others will come to pick me up."

Xiao He withdrew his gaze and politely declined Officer Sun's offer, saying, "These instruments will probably need to be transported back by the salvage team. They can be handed over to Lin Qi then. I probably won't be going with them."

Officer Sun didn't say anything more, said goodbye to Xiao He, and continued with his work.

After collecting and packing up the remaining mechanical spiders, Xiao He walked up the winding hillside.

-

Sure enough, when he climbed up the hillside and came to the mountain road directly above, he saw Lao Qi waiting for him in his car.

—To be precise, there were several people waiting for him.

Besides Lao Qi, who was squatting on the embankment smoking alone, Liu Rulan and Xiao Chen were sitting in the car. Next to their nanny van were a small electric scooter and a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which belonged to Huang Meng and his new apprentice, as well as Zuo Cheng.

The online uproar had long since subsided, and even the group of paparazzi who had flocked to the mountain seemed to have been wiped out. There were no more crowded vehicles on the road, and the mountain roads in front and behind had all been temporarily closed off by traffic police. Only this group of people, because of Xiao He, were given special treatment and could still stay on the mountain road to wait for Xiao He to return.

"Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao is back!"

Xiao Chen was the first to see Xiao He return, so she immediately shouted excitedly and leaned out of the car to wave at Xiao He.

Others also looked over.

The group of people, whether squatting, sitting, or standing, all looked in unison at the person coming up from the bottom of the hillside.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Xiao He greeted them with a smile, then easily vaulted over the fence onto the road in front of him, using one hand to support himself.

Before his feet even touched the ground, someone flashed a camera flash in front of him—

Xiao He:?

Everyone:?

"I'm going to die!"

At that moment, Huang Meng felt like grabbing the newcomer's ear and yelling at him.

They're really fearless! Taking pictures right in front of Brother Xiao!

If you're not fierce, who will be?

The newlyweds, holding the camera and under everyone's gaze, shrank back somewhat awkwardly: "Uh, sorry, I forgot to turn off the flash."

Huang Meng:...

It's ridiculous that a contemporary photographer wouldn't remember to turn off the flash! Besides, is that really the biggest problem?!

Huang Meng quickly explained to Xiao He, "Brother Xiao, don't be angry! We got Sister Liu's permission to take these photos!"

He knew Xiao He would find out!

But if Sister Liu hadn't given her personal consent, how could he have dared to come back and film?

And it's amazing how, with so many police officers at the scene, no one noticed him, but Brother Xiao was like a pinpoint lock every time he raised his camera, able to pinpoint his location precisely.

Huang Meng himself was a little puzzled: "But Brother Xiao, how exactly do you always find out about me?"

Xiao He immediately said irritably, "With your hiding skills, it's no wonder you were discovered! But I guessed that Sister Liu sent you here—but you guys are too bold. The police are still checking the scene! If they film something they shouldn't, you'll be in big trouble! And with such a strong smell over there, how could you stand it?!"

You should know that the smell of a corpse is quite difficult to dissipate.

As they were saying this, everyone belatedly realized that Xiao He had a disgusting smell about him.

Everyone covered their noses, including Huang Meng, who was squatting at a distance taking pictures and didn't smell anything at the time.

"Ugh! What's that taste?"

"Xiao He, stand a little further away."

"Sorry, Brother Xiao, but I feel like even my rhinitis can't block out this smell!"

"This is outrageous! Brother Xiao, let's go, let's go!"

Xiao He:?

No, it can't be that bad, right?!

So I couldn't resist and took a sniff myself.

"vomit--"