Chapter 498

WoeIsMe ran toward the villa pointed out by the policeman. He looked at that villa, then slowly turned to look at the one next to it, which was long overgrown with weeds. He lifted his phone and asked, "Is this the one?" Madison nodded. "Yes." WoeIsMe immediately looked as if he was a puppet whose strings had been cut. If not for the policeman next to him holding him up, he would have collapsed to the ground. "Who lives next door?" asked the policeman. "It's my neighbor," replied WoeIsMe. "Is that hooligan hiding in here? How could that be? Is he actually hiding in such a secluded place? My neighbor is a professor in his 60s." Was that precisely why that hooligan had hidden himself here? The same policeman pressed the doorbell. Not long after, the old professor walked out. When he saw the large group of people gathered outside, he was stunned for a second. "Who are you people?" he asked in confusion. "It's me, Professor Quinlan," said WoeIsMe before stating outright, "There's