119: Chapter 119 He used to call her "Little Sweetie," but now he calls her "Mrs. Cow."

Clap~

Min Hao suddenly clapped his hands and pointed at the person who had just asked a question, saying loudly, "Big brother, that's an excellent question."

Min Hao raised the bone conduction speaker in his hand a bit higher to ensure everyone could see it before continuing, "Its use is simple: you just stick it to the ceiling, and it won't make a single sound in your own room."

“But...” Min Hao emphasized his tone once more, “It will turn the ceiling—or in other words, your upstairs neighbor's floor—into a massive sound source.”

“And all you need to do is connect to it via Bluetooth with your phone, and then...”

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

Instantly, the sound of people sharply drawing in their breath echoed through the crowd.

“This... this thing is great.” As the primary customers, the wife of the couple said excitedly, “I'll buy five or six of them and play Hua Kun's 'Cancer' for them every night. That'll scare them to death.”

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

The sound of sharp intakes of breath rang out again.

Chen Sheng couldn't help but imagine the scene of 'Cancer' echoing in his ears...

The next second, his body shuddered violently, and Chen Sheng felt goosebumps crawl all over his arms.

That's too damn terrifying.

At this moment, the way Chen Sheng looked at Min Hao changed. A lawyer who didn't stay in a law firm analyzing cases but instead ran to an audiophile club to sell accessories—and not just any accessories, but this kind of 'unorthodox' equipment—could no longer be described as a 'talent.' This guy was a damn genius.

No wonder there's a saying: 'There's a fine line between a genius and a madman.'

Today, he had truly experienced it firsthand.

On the scene! Hearing the woman mention playing 'Cancer,' Min Hao waved his hand slightly. “Don't play music; that's the lowest level of play.”

“If you're going to play something, play a textbook. For example, ancient poetry recitations from a Chinese class... no, better yet, algebra or functions on a single-track loop.”

“Or, find some horror stories on Ximalaya, the kind with atmospheric background sounds.”

“The volume doesn't need to be high. Remember, it must be low—low enough that they can faintly hear it whenever their house is quiet, but it seems to disappear as soon as they move around.”

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

The sound of sharp intakes of breath echoed again.

The crowd, already drawn into the scenario by Min Hao, found the image bone-chilling just thinking about it.

However, Min Hao wasn't satisfied with their reaction and spoke again:

“Why do I recommend this 'magical attack' bone conduction speaker? Why do I call it a 'dimensional strike'? I'll tell you right now exactly what makes it so advanced.”

“First, let's do a walkthrough.”

“Your upstairs neighbor is being driven mad by those faint, ghostly sounds. They call the police, saying you're playing tricks to get back at them. The police receive the report, arrive, and knock on your door.”

“The result? The moment you hear the knock, you turn off the Bluetooth and take down this little gadget.” Min Hao brandished the bone conduction speaker in his hand.

“When the door opens, you're in your pajamas, looking bleary-eyed at the police, asking them with an innocent face what's wrong.”

“The police enter the house and see—good lord—the place is dead quiet. You could hear a pin drop.”

“Refusing to give up, the police pull out a 'decibel meter,' that divine tool. After testing for ages, guess what the number on the meter is?”

Min Hao held up three fingers and answered his own question: “30 decibels. At most, no more than 35. It's quieter than a library.”

“What can the police do? They can only assume the upstairs neighbor is making a false report, or that they have neurasthenia and are hallucinating. If they're unlucky enough to run into a cop in a bad mood, the cop might even warn them not to abuse police resources before leaving.”

“And you, from beginning to end, are just a law-abiding, poor, innocent citizen being harassed by your neighbor.”

*Hiss~*

*Hiss~*

The sound of sharp intakes of breath echoed through the area once more.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap! Holy craaaaap! This scene is so beautiful I can't even imagine it!"

“As expected, people who can be lawyers have black hearts.” This was completely treating the upstairs neighbors like Japanese invaders from the old days.

“Master, I understand now. A floor vibrator makes your own house exceed the noise limit, but bone conduction makes the other person's house 'haunted.' The physical damage is low, but the psychological insult is maxed out.”

Min Hao waited for the discussion to die down before speaking again: “Now do you understand?”

“Both are forms of retaliation, but a floor vibrator makes you break the law along with them, resulting in mutual destruction.”

“You might even be unable to provide key evidence. Even though you were the one originally harmed, the court might end up ruling more harshly against you than them.”

“But bone conduction is different. It uses the rules to drive others crazy, while you remain as clean as a blank sheet of paper to the outside world.”

“The most critical point is, if they get angry and try to take the legal route, they won't be able to find a shred of evidence. They can only watch helplessly as their own floor becomes a habitat for the supernatural.”

The corner of Min Hao's mouth curled into an arc as he asserted with absolute confidence: “And they will be completely powerless!”

“Now *that* is what you call technique.”

Clap clap clap clap clap~

As Min Hao's final sentence ended, thunderous applause immediately erupted around him.

“Brilliant!”

“Incisive!”

“The essence!”

Min Hao pressed his palms down, and the cheering stopped abruptly.

Min Hao instinctively went to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose, but his hand met empty air; he was likely the type who usually wore plain-lens eye protection glasses.

Min Hao withdrew his hand naturally and added calmly, “The most important thing is that the subjective intent behind buying a floor vibrator is too obvious. You could have eight hundred mouths and still not be able to explain it away.”

“But this bone conduction speaker has no specific target. If you say you use it to listen to music, who can find fault with that?”

“But remember, you must dismantle everything before the police come to your door.”

“Haha! That's a must.”

“Exactly. When the time comes, I'll hide it in the place where I usually keep my secret stash of cash. I guarantee they won't find a single hair.”

Everyone's eyes simultaneously turned toward the speaker.

Good lord!

This guy is a total savage.

But is it really okay to say these things in public?

However, the crowd had clearly overthought it. Facing everyone's gaze, the man who spoke said with a proud face, “I came alone today, and I bet there isn't a single person I know within a five-mile radius.”

“Holy crap!”

“Awesome~”

“Respect!”

Chen Sheng silently gave a thumbs up again.

Then, like everyone else, he followed his heart and walked a few steps toward the man. “Buddy, I came alone too. Let's chat—where do you usually hide your secret cash?”

“I usually put it in a sealed bag and throw it in the toilet tank. The tank lid is heavy and fits tight; the 'tigress' at home can't move it at all. How about you?”

“Me? My method isn't as good as yours. When my wife isn't home, I flip the mattress over and use tape to stick the money to it.”

“Holy crap! Me too! Don't even get me started—I used to hide it in a vase, but my house got raided within a week. Later, I found this method online, and it hasn't been discovered to this day. I've already upgraded two fishing rods with that money.”

Chen Sheng silently committed these clever tricks to memory.

On the other side, seeing the onlookers chatting among themselves, Min Hao quickly clapped his hands. Once everyone's attention was focused back on him, he said with a smile, “Ahem, let me emphasize one thing.”

“The content above is purely an academic discussion on acoustic principles and legal evidence.”

“Once I step out of this club's door, I don't know any of you. And if anyone gets into trouble because of this in the future, don't you dare say I said it.”

“After all, I, Min Hao, am a good lawyer with a valid law license.”

“Haha~”

“Lawyer Min, don't worry, I definitely won't mention your name.”

“Right! Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people.”

At that moment, a young man with a dazed expression said, “What are you guys talking about? Aren't we here to buy equipment?”

“Right, right, right. Isn't Wei Ge Audiophile Club having an event today? Weren't we just listening to your explanation?”

“Exactly. We were just buying things when we happened to run into someone introducing a product. I was curious, so I stopped to watch for a bit. Is there a problem with that?”

“None at all. Little Min, give me a set of bone conduction speakers. I also want a set of those resonance speakers you introduced earlier. I have to go back and test the effects no matter what.”

“Right! Little Min, get me a set too. No, get me two sets.”

“Little Min, I want three sets.”

“Little Min!”

Min Hao looked uncomfortably at the group of people calling him 'Little Min.'

When they needed something from him, it was 'Brother Min' or 'Teacher Min,' but as soon as the business was done, it changed to 'Little Min.'

It really is a case of 'calling her Darling when you love her, but calling her Madam Bull now that you're tired of her.'

Hmph~

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