Chapter 50: Choosing to Be Without Morals

From the moment Su Bao stepped into the police station, she could feel the oppressive mix of dark and sinister energies lingering in the air.

After all, countless criminals, some of the most vicious and ruthless, had passed through these walls.

And many more had been interrogated here, unwillingly confessing their crimes.

This place was a paradox—both righteous and brimming with hostility.

For someone like Su Bao, this environment was the perfect trigger for her ghostly nature. This didn’t go unnoticed by the middle-aged officer sitting across from her, who found himself feeling… unsettled.

At first glance, the girl seemed adorable.

But the longer he interacted with her, the more unnerving she became.

Meanwhile, Fu Lang had enthusiastically gone to Jade Street to pick up the five jade pendants he had commissioned. He was thrilled, thinking that with the pendants ready, he was one step closer to securing his life!

But when he returned to school, he was hit with the devastating news that Su Bao had been taken to the police station for questioning.

Fu Lang felt his vision go black, barely stopping himself from collapsing to his knees.

What the hell?! Was someone playing a cruel joke on him?

If his Xiao Bao was locked up, who was going to protect him?!

Desperate, he begged Mo Yan to accompany him to the police station to bail her out.

Mo Yan frowned.

For some reason, he had a nagging feeling that Su Bao was nothing but trouble.

It was an instinctive sense.

He remembered the first time he saw her, wearing a bloodstained dress that night. Judging by the amount of blood, it had to have been from a major injury.

He had suspected then that she might be connected to a murder.

And now, she was actually implicated in a murder case?!

And it had happened just last night?!

The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more convinced he became that Su Bao was far from ordinary—and definitely a walking disaster.

Of course, at this point, Mo Yan still hadn’t fully grasped the extent of it…

In the future, he would come to realize just how much of a magnet for trouble Su Bao truly was. And the murder cases tied to her? They’d only increase.

“Why didn’t you take any action to save the victim when they fell into the lake? Why did you let them drown?” the officer asked.

“Officer, what could I have done?” Su Bao replied, tilting her head.

“For example, you could have attempted to rescue the victim yourself or encouraged their companions to help. But you did nothing!”

Su Bao blinked innocently. “Why are you asking me why I didn’t save them? People often say helping others is a virtue, but what if I want to be someone without virtue? Is that not allowed?”

“You…” The middle-aged officer was on the verge of despair.

No matter how he tried to lead her into a confession—no matter how carefully he framed his questions to subtly probe her motives—this girl always managed to derail the conversation with an air of innocence.

As Mo Yan and Fu Lang entered the station to bail Su Bao out, they were greeted by this masterclass in deflection.

Mo Yan: …

Fu Lang: … This was the first time he’d heard someone so confidently declare their desire to be without morals.

He silently pitied the middle-aged officer for three seconds.

How could anyone respond to that?

Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, noticing that Su Bao’s demeanor seemed different from usual as she sat in the interrogation chair. Her presence felt… heavier, more commanding.