The system asked me to sell pancakes to solve crimes. I thought it was a joke. Until I spread out the first pancake, I heard in my mind: "The customer has been detected as a fugitive suspect, please arrest the host immediately." I held the pancake shovel and was deep in thought, but the aunt of the stall owner next door suddenly lifted the table and pulled out a gun: "Police! Don't move-" As soon as the suspect was detained, the system prompted again: "Congratulations on activating the serial mission: the city's wanted criminal breakfast map has been updated." The next day, I looked at the long line of criminal star contestants and broke into a cold sweat: "How about... Putting some sweat medicine in the pancakes?"
