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Chapter 361 Picking the Softest Steamed Bun?

Lin Mo was a little confused by the sudden bad news. He had been staying at home reading books these past few days, and at most he would go to the boxing gym to practice boxing. How could he suddenly have a bounty on his head?
After being explained, he learned that the official account of the Jiangning police had recently released information about a home invasion robbery and murder case, emphasizing that the suspect was found based on his sketches.

The video contains photos of the people involved in the case and the sketch that Lin Mo drew back then; the two are practically identical.

The official account of Jiangning police refers to him as "Brother Hand" from the videos of online blogger 'Li Shiya'.

Although there are no photos or information about him, the internet remembers everything. Some time ago, he drew US dollars, which led to the shutdown of a live stream by a Sichuan girl. There were even images of US dollars going through a money counter, which are still circulating online.

Although he has never shown his face online, his popularity online has surpassed that of most internet celebrities.

This time, his painting skills were proven once again, and it also proved the authenticity of the US dollars he painted that could pass through a banknote detector.

It's important to know that this is an official account, so it certainly wouldn't be lost without reason, and there's no suspicion of a script. This kind of credibility is something that Li Shiya's personal account can't compare to.

Suddenly, his video of drawing US dollars, which had been circulating for a while, became popular again. And this time, with the police account vouching for him, no one doubted his drawing skills.

There are rumors circulating online that he drew a picture of US dollars, was taken in by the police for questioning, and was then recruited by them because of his exceptional drawing skills.

The video went viral overseas, and many people even asked for his address. Then, news spread that anyone who could safely take him out of the country and keep his hands intact could receive $1.8 million.

He didn't see the specific location of the reward, but the news was spreading wider and wider, and the number of comments in the Sichuan girl's comment section was increasing dramatically.

[Shiya, protect Brother Shou! Our people need their own Daole!]

Is this just a case of doing one thing to the extreme, and then being co-opted by the government? I wonder, has Brother Shou gotten a government job?

[That's 1.8 million already? My brother is amazing! No wonder he never shows his face; he had foresight!]

[Good news, his net worth is 180 million; bad news, a bounty is on his head!]

[Shiya, I have a friend who's a fan of Brother Shou. Give me his address, and I'll send him a box of gold bars.]

As Lin Mo looked at the comments in the comment section, his eyelids twitched. It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous at all. After all, this wasn't a bounty offered by his friends on Xiaohongshu, where there was only a bounty but no reward. This was real money.

Although he couldn't find the source of the bounty, as the saying goes, there's no smoke without fire, and with the news spreading like this, he couldn't afford to be careless.

Fortunately, he has never shown his face online. The only photo he has is a very blurry side profile he showed when he first helped a Sichuan girl with her live stream, so you can't see his face at all.

Of course, the time he rescued someone with the excavator doesn't count; he wasn't acting as "Brother Shou" that time, so no one would have thought of him.

In addition, he wasn't planning to go abroad. He felt quite safe in his own country. Moreover, with his current skills, without firearms, the other side wouldn't be able to do anything to him unless they deployed more than seven people armed with controlled knives. Based on this situation, Lin Mo wasn't worried about anything.

He refused to believe that, under these circumstances, someone could kidnap him and take him abroad.

"How does it feel to be noticed by both the legitimate and criminal worlds, Mo-zai?" Miss Yuan asked with a smile. Not only was Lin Mo himself unconcerned about this, but neither were those around him. Clearly, everyone had great confidence in their country.

"I don't feel anything. What I'm thinking now is, if this is true, we can plan it out. As long as we can contact them, I'll pretend to be kidnapped by you guys and then scam their deposit. 180 million is definitely out of the question, but 1 million US dollars will do. We'll split it according to the number of people involved," Lin Mo said with a smile, stroking his chin.

Three people:
"Dude, what kind of human are you? You actually want to earn your own bounty?" Miss Yuan asked with a pained expression, her tone full of disbelief at his behavior.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo didn't seem to care: "So what? Why don't you ask your cousin if our behavior of defrauding foreign criminal groups is illegal?"

"One million US dollars, four of us, that's 25 US dollars each, which adds up to 175 million. That's no small amount. If it really comes down to it, we can just donate it! It would be a contribution to our country's impoverished rural areas!" Lin Mo spread his hands and said confidently.

Miss Yuan:
It has to be said that she really didn't know whether cheating criminals out of money was a crime, which was a bit of a blind spot in her knowledge.

Upon hearing this, Director Wang and Sister Chuan's eyes lit up, and they both began to plan how to spend the money.

Director Wang: "If I had 175 million, I would definitely buy a Tank 500. I would buy two of them, one for Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and the other for Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. I would rest at home on Sunday."

Sichuan girl: "If I had 175 million, I would dare to go to the Qingshui Watai and hire three masseuses: one to massage my feet, one to pat my back, and one to feed me fruit. I would also want to extend the time by ten hours!"

Lin Mo: →_→

"You should take a look at what kind of humans these two are. They dream of winning the lottery and in reality they can lend money out. If they had my abilities, they could easily swindle people out of northern Myanmar with a little persuasion."

Overall, however, today is still worth celebrating. The foreign bounty is nothing to worry about; it's just a bit of hardship.

"Hey, Sister Yun, have you seen the news online? Is it true or false? You guys have to check for me about the trouble you've caused. I'm wondering if there are any vacant apartments near our station that I'd like to rent."

On the living room balcony, Lin Mo stood by the window, clutching a steamed bun as he made a phone call to Zhao Yun to confirm the news.

Of course, it concerns my own safety. Even though I know it's unlikely, I still have to take it seriously.

"Okay, okay, please hurry up and let me know if there's anything!" Lin Mo put down the phone and turned around to see three pairs of eyes full of contempt.

"What are you looking at? I've only just made a little money and haven't even had a chance to enjoy it yet, so of course I have to be careful," Lin Mo said matter-of-factly.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan scoffed and turned her head away. Director Wang remained silent, but peeled off the skin of a few steamed buns that he had squeezed out of shape on the table and stuffed them into his mouth. He couldn't waste them!
Only the Sichuan girl sneered: "It's fine if you value your life, but the way you knead the steamed bun is fucking disgusting."

"Get out of my way, I'm practicing my grip strength!" Lin Mo spat.

Director Wang: "Do you pick the softest steamed bun?"

Lin Mo:
　There are three chapters. The previous chapter was blocked. Sigh, I didn't write much anyway.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)