This celebrity became even more popular after being exposed of having multiple girlfriends-Chapter 380 - 304: You Speak Korean!?_2

Wait, wait!

Just a second, just a second.

That person is Wu Mu, right? That person who just walked past her is another partner, right?

Why is the voice completely different now, and why is it in Korean?!!

Jin Huiyan’s mind once again descended into chaos upon hearing the movements from the other side.

The show’s crew, filming in the dark, were collectively lost in confusion.

Director Park Sumin, watching the screen, couldn’t help but ask, "Is the sound equipment broken?"

Meanwhile, An Shengxu on-site was completely oblivious to the private reactions of these people. His doubts vanished the moment this person spoke.

Speaking Korean, and with a voice so entirely different, it was just a passerby.

And...

Wu Mu looked happily at the camera, "This will be broadcasted, right? I’ll have all my friends watch it."

Man, have some boundary sense!

You’re so noisy!

Shoot, ran into an overly chatty chatterbox.

An Shengxu, with a stiff face, took back the wanted poster in his hand. He didn’t even want to ask this person for clues anymore, "Sir, thank you for your cooperation, but we have other matters to attend to, so we won’t bother you any further."

But unexpectedly, as he was about to leave, this overly lively robed person hurriedly grabbed him, "Hey, don’t go, I have clues about them."

Hmm?

An Shengxu looked at this person doubtfully. Really? With that frivolous and unreliable appearance, you aren’t just trying to lie to get on the show, are you?

Wu Mu nodded repeatedly, "I really know. When I was coming here, I saw Sister Huiyan and that guy from Hua Country get into a car and leave. Sadly, I didn’t realize initially and didn’t get an autograph. Oh right, there’s surveillance at that place. If you check the cameras, you should be able to see which car Sister Huiyan left in."

As if a light appeared amidst the darkness.

An Shengxu was thrilled and eagerly said, "Can you take me to see where they went?"

Wu Mu continued nodding, "Sure, after you catch Sister Huiyan, can you get her to sign an autograph for me?"

An Shengxu smiled wryly. You report her, and you still want her autograph?

This lively chatterbox of a stranger was really silly.

But outwardly, An Shengxu agreed, "I can try to ask for you."

"Then I’ll take you there."

Leading the way was Wu Mu, with An Shengxu hurrying after him.

Jin Huiyan and the camera crew, still in the dark, stealthily followed.

Seeing the show’s editor hiding not far away, Jin Huiyan couldn’t hold back anymore, "That’s Wu Mu, right?"

The show’s editor nodded hesitantly, "It should be."

Even though they had watched Wu Mu walk away from them, there was still some hesitation in their hearts.

Under normal circumstances, An Shengxu might have noticed someone following them from a distance.

But now...

This person really talked too much!

An Shengxu, speechless, watched the robed person in front of him who kept turning back to ask him various questions.

Is Jin Huiyan truly a goddess in real life?

Does Li Zhengxun have a bad temper off-camera and often curse people?

Is Yi Junxi very cold?

How would he know such things!

And why do you even bring up Yi Junxi when asking about today’s participants Jin Huiyan and Li Zhengxun?

An Shengxu was utterly speechless.

Hmm, catching vague snippets of conversation from afar, Jin Huiyan’s face stiffened slightly.

Li Zhengxun, Yi Junxi...

She suspected this person was doing it on purpose.

No, you dare to sneak in personal favors at times like this? You’re just playing around, toying with the police as if they were nothing?

And what do you mean by asking if I am really a goddess in real life!

Jin Huiyan had by now cursed herself countless times inwardly. Was this person a black hole in the program?

Annoyed all the way, An Shengxu finally reached the parking lot where Wu Mu was about to point him in the right direction, "It’s over there, a small blue..."

But mid-point, he seemed to have a new realization.

"Huh, why did that car come back?"

"Where?"

An Shengxu instantly revitalized. Could it be that those two had feigned a move and returned after they finished checking?

"That little Kia over there."

Wu Mu pointed it out to him.

An Shengxu didn’t go straight over. Instead, he looked around cautiously, making sure there was nobody in the car and that no one in the parking lot was paying attention to them before he stealthily approached.

"Has he gone already? Is there anything in there, like cigarettes? Did you see if the person who sent them off was a man or a woman?" An Shengxu pressed his face against the window, peering inside.

"It must’ve been a man, right?" A smiling voice came from behind.

An Shengxu nodded subconsciously, but suddenly sensed something off about the tone of the person behind him.

A scythe pressed against his neck, "Don’t move, Officer, make one move and you’re dead."

???

An Shengxu blankly stared at what appeared to be the scythe that the chatterbox idiot was holding in his hand.

Hmm?

Ah?

What just happened?

A hand fumbled around his waist, "Are you wearing handcuffs? I’ll cuff you first."

Yes, he was—pink handcuffs specially made for the variety show guests. They weren’t metal but plastic, though they were also quite secure. They did, however, look more like toys.

Watching his hands being pulled behind his back and cuffed, An Shengxu realized, "Are you Wu Mu!?"

How could this be!?

The voice is all wrong and since when does he speak Korean!?

And why would he dare to turn around and handcuff the police!?

"Don’t think about running away. This scythe might not be real, but right now we’re simulating a real situation. If you run away now, you’re cheating," Wu Mu reminded him from behind.

After being handcuffed, the scythe was finally removed from An Shengxu’s neck, and he could turn around at last.

And when he turned around, he saw Wu Mu and others who had realized he had taken control of the situation and ran over, including Jin Huiyan and the camera crew.

Jin Huiyan came over, not even concerned about the handcuffed police officer, but more curious, "Why did your voice sound like that?"

Wu Mu had switched back to his normal voice, looking at her strangely, "My ability to change my voice isn’t a secret, right? Haven’t I shown it on the show before, did no one check?"

Jin Huiyan instinctively looked towards the director, and An Shengxu also quickly turned to look.

The director was a bit guilty. Could he say they hadn’t paid much attention to Wu Mu so they hadn’t thoroughly checked his data?

Indeed, they had come across reports of Wu Mu changing his voice to sing, but they just thought it was the same kind of skill voice actors use to sing in falsetto.

That kind usually has a detectable falseness to it, a clear strained quality, but Wu Mu’s voice just now sounded as natural as his speaking voice.

"Then why do you also speak Korean?" Unable to help herself, Jin Huiyan asked again using Korean.

Wu Mu looked at her quizzically, answering smoothly in Korean, "Did I ever say I couldn’t?"

He knew Korean for so many years and didn’t reveal it?

Keeping it such a secret?

It couldn’t just be for today’s show, could it?

Jin Huiyan fell silent, looking at Wu Mu as if he were some deity.

They all had no idea Wu Mu had learned Korean in just about ten days. They thought he had studied it for many years and kept it hidden until now.

"Alright, save your questions for later. Let’s deal with the situation at hand first," Wu Mu said, cutting her off when he saw she had more to ask.

Already handcuffed, An Shengxu looked utterly defeated. He knew he was done for—caught by a guest on a variety show... he was going to be the laughing stock!

But this person was downright treacherous!

Realizing who he was, An Shengxu thought back and felt like every step had been calculated by Wu Mu.

Wu Mu fumbled over his body.

Watching Wu Mu pull out his wallet, even knowing he was done for, An Shengxu couldn’t help but say, "Is this a robbery? Robbing a policeman is a serious crime."

"Ha ha, isn’t it quite normal for us criminals to rob police?" Wu Mu laughed.

Jin Huiyan looked at him sympathetically, "Don’t bother resisting, he already asked the showrunners, and they said he could rob you."

An Shengxu had a considerable amount of money on him. Counting it, it was probably more than 200,000 Korean Won, roughly equivalent to over a thousand Chinese Yuan.

Wu Mu took all of it but didn’t forget to turn to the director, "Remember to reimburse him later, it’s show’s budget now."

No need for your hypocritical concern, you despicable criminal!

An Shengxu despaired as he looked to the heavens.

He could never have dreamed that there would be a guest bold enough to rob them, the police, on a variety show—and indeed had managed to do it.

But his nightmare was far from over.

After taking the money, Wu Mu didn’t leave. Instead, he looked pensive as he continued to examine him.

"What are you going to do now?" An Shengxu asked, a touch of apprehension in his voice.

"Of course, I’m going to interrogate and torture you now," Wu Mu said as a matter of fact.

Interrogate and torture!?