[Yamaglad: Who are you?]
Yin Ren's fingers stopped on the keyboard.
He was a little surprised that the real King Yan actually appeared.
Although he always used King Yan to tease Zhong Cheng before, to be honest, Zhong Cheng only met some characteristics of King Yan. Except for Feng Qi's ambiguous "death god", Yin Ren had no evidence.
The only thing he could be sure of was that Zhong Cheng said it should have nothing to do with the Sinking Society and that he might be a top expert among the Night Walkers.
But since King Yan has come to my door...
Isn't this interesting
Yin Ren moved his fingers and tapped the keyboard quickly.
[yamagald: Hello, King Yan, I am just a righteous person who does good deeds without leaving a name]
[Yamaglad: …]
Zhong Cheng said he knew he should sleep, and his mind was clear of all the random thoughts. But his nerve endings were still emitting continuous and tiny sparks, and the tingling stimulation invaded his throat.
[My name is Little Red Riding Hood: I seem to have some impression of human incense, are you a spirit craftsman? ]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Oh]
[Favorite Sky: No way, is he crazy? ]
[Yamaglad: Take on tough tasks, only evil things. Two-way choice, don't bother with trivial matters.]
[My name is Little Red Riding Hood: If I go, the Lu family will have to show off]
It is two o'clock in the morning, Zhong Cheng said it is time to fall asleep.
[Xinxin Kennel: Huh? What’s wrong with Lao Lu knowing that people smell good? Is it important? ]
[yamagald：Not bad]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Even King Yan has impersonated you, are you fucking sick? You are still righteous and want to meet him offline if you dare]
[Favorite Sky: Sister Xu, what you mean is that Lu Guangzu might have got the real murderer's scent and pretended to be the murderer and turned himself in? ]
However, on this day, he couldn't fall asleep well.
[yamagald: Haha, you are right]
[Yamagald: No]
[Xu Jie Malatang - Order hotpot phone number 1xxxx680184: Of course it is important, a person's good smell can be used to impersonate someone else. ]
Time goes back to not long ago.
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Fuck you, whatever I hit is what it is, and you even spelled it wrong, open your dog eyes and watch carefully]
Probably realizing that he had hit himself in the face, Boss Supreme Evil Emperor hurled hundreds of dirty words. Lord Ghost King looked at the screen nonchalantly and reached out to pick his ears.
Yin Ren went to the ghost market, looking back every few steps, and Zhong Cheng said he had finished reviewing the chaotic day. He looked up and saw that it was already around 1 a.m.
Private message interface.
[yamagald: I only said "I am interested", "Don't bother me", "Who of you can go and give me a warning". When did I pretend to be King Yan?]
While typing, Lord Ghost King frantically searched for emoticons commonly used by modern young people.
This night walker expert was diligently posting advertisements, and seemed to have no intention of mixing in. Yin Ren's eyes rolled, and he opened the private message window of King Yan with one hand and picked up the dog's things with the other.
[Xinxin Kennel: I am also a spirit craftsman, how come I don’t know]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Cancel my account and create a new name]
[My name is Little Red Riding Hood: I take money to take the blame. That rubbish is not something that cannot be done. Metaphysical tests will not detect such obscure things as human fragrance. I just want to remind Zhian.]
[My name is Little Red Riding Hood: one is glad and the other is gald]
[yamaglad: If you are interested, please send me a private message. The deadline is one minute.]
At the same time, Yin Ren dialed Zhong Cheng's cell phone number with a smile on his face.
Not suitable for night running.
[Xu Jie Malatang - Order phone number 1xxxx680184: yamagald, how do you know that Lu Guangzu has been in contact with human fragrance? ]
[yamagald: Good evening, I want to discuss business with you]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ??? King Yan’s account was stolen???]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: You’ve deceived me, what’s the point of being a shit?]
[yamagald: He is a very generous person and will definitely not care about it, don’t you think so, Lord Yan? (^ω^)]
Zhong Cheng said he took a shower, put on his night cap as usual, and lay down in bed. The bedroom was cool and dry, and the soft fabric wrapped around his skin, and he could always fall asleep within a few minutes.
[Yamagald: It's normal for ordinary practitioners not to know about human fragrance. By the way, you spelled the boss wrong.]
[My name is Little Red Riding Hood: "Human Fragrance" is an old recipe that is almost lost. For example, I use your flesh and blood as a primer, mix it up and apply it on my body, it can make evil spirits mistake me for you, that's it]
[Yamagald: Guess?]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: This will ruin King Yan's reputation! ]
The Night Walker's online chat room was silent for a few seconds. This time it was not because of the shocking pressure from King Yan, but because they were simply shocked by the man's shamelessness.
Zhong Cheng said he was thirsty, so he got up and poured himself a glass of lemonade, but it tasted a little less good. Comrade Xiao Zhong sat in the middle of the bed and started searching for "Sweet Rose Tea" on the food delivery app.
Yes, there was one, but the store was closed. He stared at the words "closed" for a while.
Still can't sleep.
Maybe it was because his sleep was too irregular these days, Zhong Cheng bent down and took out the spare machine from under the bed.
This machine has been processed to ensure that it cannot be traced by technical personnel. Zhong Cheng said he logged into the night walker's website skillfully and planned to read the chat records before going to sleep.
As a result, as soon as he opened the chat room, a guy named yamagald appeared directly in his sight.
[yamagald: I did some research and found that Lu Guangzu had come into contact with the production method of human incense. He may have other intentions.]
[Yamagald: Any of you can go and remind An, so that they can find the right direction to explore.]
A parody of his name
There were many cases of night walkers impersonating others to steal customers. However, the "Yan Wang" account was strange, and coupled with his reputation, no one dared to imitate him - Yan Wang's work was often accompanied by blood and gore, and impersonating Yan Wang was not "stealing a job", but more like "seeking death".
Zhong Cheng said as he swiped the screen upwards.
This man has new information about the Lu Guangzu case. If the impostor is just trying to attract attention, he can help him.
[Yamaglad:?]
[yamaglad: Human scent?]
[Yamaglad: Who are you?]
After sending it, Zhong Cheng calmly withdrew his hand, ready to see if things got out of hand.
Sure enough, the definition of human scent and more possibilities were quickly revealed by the night walkers. As long as the night walkers tipped off Zhian, he could conduct an in-depth investigation based on the "new clues" with peace of mind.
It's like giving you a pillow just when you feel sleepy.
After making sure the situation had calmed down, Zhong Cheng threw in a few advertising slogans as usual.
At this moment, he finally felt sleepy, so he pulled his night cap down and prepared to go to sleep. Unfortunately, at this moment, his backup phone and Zhian phone vibrated at the same time.
Zhong Cheng said: "???"
[yamagald: Good evening, I want to discuss business with you]
A private message popped up on the backup machine.
And just a second ago, Yin Ren's call came on.
Zhong Cheng said that the sleepiness he felt was blown away. He quickly answered the call, put the phone on his shoulder, and put his hands on the soft keyboard of the backup phone.
"Hello, Yin Ren?" Zhong Cheng replied while typing.
[Yamaglad:?]
"Brother Zhong, it's already two o'clock, why do you sound sober?" Yin Ren's voice was still smiling.
[yamagald: Sorry to bother you, there is a case in Yanyu City, H Province, and we cannot handle it.] A message from the fake account popped up.
Zhong Chengshuo answered fluently: "I slept too much in the morning, so my biological clock is a bit messed up. What's wrong with you?"
[Yamaglad: target, quotation.]
Yin Ren's voice was vague, as if he was yawning: "The reimbursement from Shi Anpi hasn't come down yet, and I don't have enough change for a taxi. Can you pick me up at the gate of the community and help pay for it?"
[Yamagald: A high-risk cursed spiritual weapon is out of control. The situation is very urgent and you may not be able to make it in time. We would like to pay for an online consultation. Are you willing?]
"Take a taxi..." Zhong Cheng said, his eyes locked on the backup phone screen, "Wouldn't the ghost market lead directly to your home? Why do you need a taxi?"
[Yamaglad: target, quotation, duration.]
"It's all my fault. I wanted to take this opportunity to have a midnight snack." A vague noise came from Yin Ren's side. "It's not far from home. It will take only ten minutes. Brother Zhong, please help me. I will give you double the fare later, okay?"
[Yamagald: Thousand-year-old Ice Blood Rock Gate Lion Statue, 880,000, consultation starts now, at least half an hour.]
Zhong Cheng, who was trying to do two things at once, said stop.
He had never heard of the thousand-year-old Ice Blood Rock gate lion statue. Was the other party trying to bluff him, or...
No, Zhong Cheng said he suddenly became alert. The combination of these two things made his reaction time much longer than before.
“Okay, let me know on WeChat when you’re almost there,” Zhong Cheng responded.
[Yamaglad: No answer. For spiritual weapon related information, please contact Nirou Zhang.] He quickly typed a line of words and exited the private message interface.
"What are you busy with?" Seeing that Zhong Cheng was a little slow to respond, Yin Ren asked considerately, "If it's inconvenient, just tell me. It's not too far anyway, I can walk back. Alas, the ghost market is much more convenient than public transportation, but it's a pity that you can only enter once a day."
The Ghost King stopped typing and exited the webpage.
"I just yawned, nothing else." Zhong Cheng said calmly, "I'll hang up now."
With a beep, the call was disconnected.
In the Wuming Internet Cafe, Yin Ren turned his phone around and stood up: "You bastard, remember to help me modify the location information."
In Ping An Manor, Zhong Chengshuo neatly hid the backup machine and looked out the window. It was a summer night with a drizzle, and Zhong Chengshuo took out a transparent umbrella and went downstairs early.
About ten minutes later, Yin Ren came out of a taxi with a few bulging bags in his hands.
It looks like a lot of grilling, no wonder there's not enough change.
"Thank you very much." Yin Ren dived under the umbrella, still smelling of barbecue skewers, "I forgot that Shi An's money hasn't arrived yet. Let's go home quickly."
"Um."
"I also bought two cups of yellow-peel tea, reduced sugar." Yin Ren shook the bag in his hand, "How about one cup? It's early morning now, you don't count as two cups of drink a day."
Yin Ren seemed to have encountered something happy, and his laziness was slightly more proud. Zhong Cheng said that after looking at him for a while, he seemed to smell the faint scent of rose tea again.
"Drink," he said.
"Your counseling was very effective. It helped me to let go of so many things."
"The ones you picked are more delicious."
"That is."
After arriving home, Zhong Cheng took out an ice tray from the refrigerator and added some ice to the warmed yellow-peel tea. He thought for a few seconds and carefully picked up the plastic cup. Yin Ren understood and clinked his cup with his.
"cheers!"
"cheers."
The drink was sweet and sour, and Zhong Cheng said he thought it would make him more sober. But when he drank the iced drink, his heart calmed down. There was a soft darkness outside the window, and only the living room was bright, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
"I'm going to wash up, good night."
"Good night!" Yin Ren waved to him.
Zhong Cheng said as he closed the door softly. On the other side of the door, Yin Ren was moving around in the living room again, making very slight noises.
Accompanied by the sound outside the door, this time, Zhong Cheng said he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
The next day, Yin Ren met two old acquaintances in the office.
Red Cap still wore his little cap, while Blue Vest changed into a new vest. Both of them had "Visitor" signs on their chests, and were now sitting on the guest sofas, curiously looking at the facilities inside the office.
"It's you!" After seeing Yin Ren, the blue vest grinned, "Brother, long time no see!"
Yin Ren stepped forward and greeted the blue vest warmly. The red soft hat stood up and introduced himself: "My name is Lu Nana, and this is my cousin Lu Hui. Lu Guangzu is a distant relative of our family, and we have all dealt with him."
Lu Xiaohe had a good sleep and regained his spirited appearance: "These two are here to provide clues."
Zhong Cheng said: "Clue?"
"Yes, they arrived early in the morning, just in time for Lu Guangzu to finish his inspection."
Lu Xiaohe switched the images on the screen.
"After examination, Lu Guangzu is relatively healthy. His three meals and excretion are normal. He has not been replaced by magical instruments such as meat figurines. There are no strange toxins, evil powers or control devices in his body... In general, his current behavior is completely conscious and autonomous."
"It is impossible for the inspection of Zhian to include everything. These two people proposed the inspection of 'human fragrance', and we actually found a clue. The hand cream that Lu Guangzu carried with him was actually human fragrance. He had been secretly applying it these days."
The guess came true, and the Lu brothers and sisters were silent for a long time.
"We have brought a powder specifically for removing human scent. Mix it with a bottle of mineral water and pour it over the roof of your head."
Lu Nana opened her handbag and took out a cloth bag.
Inside the bag was a half-full glass tube, its stopper sealed with wax and labeled with the name, maker, and date of production.
"The Lu family has many spiritual masters, so we are somewhat confident in mixing medicines."
Lu Nana sat back on the sofa, staring at the tip of her shoes, looking a little embarrassed: "Prince Yan has no intention of intervening in this matter now... But if, if you come into contact with him, please speak for the Lu family. Lu Guangzu hasn't returned to his hometown for many years, and our Lu family does not accept things that are not right."
Yin Ren glanced at Zhong Cheng and said, "The man sat upright at his workstation without blinking." Yin Ren picked up the glass tube casually, and the light yellow powder slid like quicksand, making a rustling sound.
"When was the last time you came into contact with Lu Guangzu?" Lord Ghost King briskly changed the subject.
"During the Spring Festival this year," said Lu Hui, the man in the blue vest, "he gambled away all his money outside and said he had offended some important person, so he wanted to go home and borrow money from everyone. The old lady scolded him and wouldn't let him in."
"Yes, he never contacted us again after that. But he was like this before, and no one thought it was wrong." Lu Nana opened a bottle of sports drink and sighed.
Yin Ren took a special look and found that the wounds on Lu Nana's body during the physical examination had completely healed without any scars left.
"He has no family? Half a year has passed, and no one from your family has contacted him?" Yin Ren withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
Lu Hui scratched his head and said, "This... Lu Guangzu's parents died early, and we have always heard that he haunts the ghost market, so we have never made any special contact with him. After all, he is already in his twenties and has his own way of living."
"But the police came to investigate these matters some time ago, and I don't think they can help you much."
"No, no, no, thank you all for your support." Lu Xiaohe stood up. "If there is any progress in the case, we will contact you as soon as possible."
Yin Ren even stood up before her, ready to escort the two "fellow examiners" out. However, when Lu Nana and Lu Hui reached the door, they seemed to have thought of something.
“I almost forgot about that.”
She carefully took out a small pink porcelain jar. Although the jar was sealed, it still exuded a refreshing herbal aroma.
Lu Nana walked quickly to Yin Ren and presented his hands.
"After the physical examination, the old lady looked at my wounds and kept praising you for your timely treatment. This is our family's scar removal ointment. I made a lot of it. You can use it."
Then she lowered her eyes and whispered something in embarrassment, her cheeks still slightly red. Hearing Lu Nana's words, Yin Ren smiled very gently and nodded slightly.
Zhong Cheng's eyes were originally on the screen, but he was surprised to find that his eyes were drifting uncontrollably in the direction of Yin Ren. His fingertips began to feel numb again, but this time the numbness was slightly sour, like yellow tea.
A wonderful feeling.
Zhong Cheng said as he turned his eyes back to the computer until he heard the sound of a chair being dragged beside him.
"You tended to her wounds," he stated.
Yin Ren said lightly: "It's just a little emergency measure."
Zhong Cheng said that he glanced at his injured right arm. He was stabbed hard and it seemed that there was no emergency treatment.
"Hmm." So he simply hummed and continued looking at the computer screen.
The porcelain bottle made a soft sound as it rubbed against the wooden tabletop. Zhong Cheng looked down and saw Yin Ren poking the porcelain bottle with two fingers, slowly pushing it towards him.
"Take it and use it. It should be a very good medicine. Weren't you injured a while ago?"
Yin Ren had carefully read it and it was indeed a good recipe. The Lu family had improved the thousand-year-old formula a lot. It was essentially a herbal remedy, but it could also be used normally by scientists.
Zhong Cheng said that he seemed to care a lot about the scars on his body. This medicine could not remove the big scars that went through his chest and abdomen, but it could remove some knife scars.
"And it smells good. It matches your herbal scent very well. It can be used as a balm."
"She sent it specially for you." Zhong Cheng said, turning his eyes away from the bottle and looking at the computer again.
"That's right." Lu Xiaohe came over and said, "Xiao Yin, don't go against the girl's good intentions. We all saw you two whispering to each other."
"What are you thinking of?" Yin Ren said with a smile, "She just told me that if I met a spiritual craftsman who is good at mixing medicine in Shi'an, could I help her get some help - she has some new ideas and wants to discuss with professionals."
Lu Xiaohe showed a lonely expression as if his gossip had gone unanswered, and slowly slid back to his original position.
When Yin Ren lowered his head, he found that the small porcelain bottle on the table was gone, and there was a small bulge in Zhong Cheng's pocket.
Yin Ren: “…?”
Zhong Cheng said calmly: "You just gave it to me."
It doesn't seem to be a problem, but has this person's movements been so smooth before
When the sun was about to set, they met Lu Guangzu again.
The incense he had hidden was confiscated, and the Lu family's medicine powder had also been sprinkled. Lu Guangzu sat on the stool expressionlessly, with a faint blue-black color in his eyes.
Yin Ren summoned Lu Tanfei without saying a word.
This time the old man did not suddenly change shape. He just stood blankly in front of the window of the interrogation room, like an extremely ordinary old man.
"No more Yuan Yuan, no more Yuan Yuan."
The old man had a hoarse voice and his eyes were a little red.
"Where on earth did Yuanyuan go?"
Yin Ren did not tell the old man about the miserable state of the "human chair". He silently patted the old man on the back and took out the round iron box filled with human incense.
The iron box was printed with the words "Lihua Hand Cream" in long, thin letters. It was old-fashioned, but well-preserved. Less than one-fifth of the human fragrance inside had been used up, and now that the cream had been taken away by Shi An, Yin Ren had specially asked for the box.
"We have obtained a lot of clues and found the victim that the murderer had taken away. The victim is still alive."
Yin Ren comforted softly.
"I will take this box home. If you feel really uncomfortable, just smell the breath of Yuan Yuan inside. Old man, we are still counting on you to help us identify the murderer."
Lu Tanfei stared at the iron box in agony, as if he was examining his own heart that had been dug out.
He stood there quietly for a while, not breaking down like last time. After a while, Lu Tanfei raised his red eyes and nodded lightly to Yin Ren.
He turned into a black evil spirit and quickly disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo officially stepped into the interrogation room.
"You watch and ask, we'll listen outside. If things change, we'll stop it immediately." Sun Qinghui's voice came from a single earphone, "He has been much more obedient recently, just be careful with your tone."
Yin Ren curiously sat down at the interrogation position and poked the recording computer twice with his hand.
Lu Guangzu just looked at the two of them without saying anything.
I don't know why, compared to the arrogance and provocation last time, there is now a hint of anxiety on his face. Lu Guangzu's cheeks are a little sunken, and he has obviously lost a lot of weight.
"We are the 9th team of the Special Investigation Team of Identification and Security, Class C."
Zhong Cheng said to show him his safety card.
"Lu Guangzu, you should know that you are no longer the focus of our investigation."
Lu Guangzu just rolled his eyes at them, his gaze moving back and forth between Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren.
"We are rescuing Fan Yong, who still has some remnants of evil power. But you don't have any evil power at all. Even Lu Yuanyuan's aura is faked by 'human fragrance'."
Seeing that Lu Guangzu remained silent, Zhong Chengshuo continued his story calmly.
"There is no evidence to prove that you are the murderer who 'killed seven people' as you said. You did not tell the police any victims other than Lu Yuanyuan. Even the name Fan Yong was found out by the police first."
Lu Guangzu still said nothing.
Zhong Cheng stood up and walked in front of Lu Guangzu.
"You are a black middleman who will do anything to achieve your goal. You are short-sighted and your style of doing things is simple and crude. It is difficult for someone like you to be patient and make arrangements three months in advance."
And it was for such a meaningless thing as "provoking King Yan". Living in a society ruled by law, few night walkers thought that Lu Guangzu's behavior was so "powerful" and just thought that he was stuck in the head by the door.
"Besides, there were even children among your claimed victims. Attacking people like that won't earn you any reputation among the Night Walkers... You lied about your motives."
"But you did have recent contact with someone 'related to Lu Yuanyuan' and gained access to Producer Xiang. If you were instructed by the real murderer, or -"
"I don't want to talk to you."
Lu Guangzu suddenly spoke up, looking at Zhong Cheng, with a subtle smile in his eyes. Lu Guangzu raised his handcuffed hand and pointed at Yin Ren who was still fiddling with the mechanical keyboard.
“… I only talk to him, one-on-one, without surveillance.”
Yin Ren's hands, which were playing on the keyboard, froze on the spot.
"Agree to his request." Sun Qinghui's voice came from the headset, "See what other tricks he can play."
"But… "
"You don't have confidence in your partner?" Officer Sun joked, "Don't worry, we will ensure Xiao Yin's safety."
Five minutes later.
The camera went off and the curtains were drawn on the windows. A young police officer came in and scanned the room to make sure there were no eavesdropping devices. Strangely, Lu Guangzu just glanced at the man and didn't ask any more questions out of suspicion.
Yin Ren and Lu Guangzu were the only two people left in the small interrogation room.
"Interesting," Yin Ren sat sideways on the interrogation table, "Specially talk to me? What do you want to talk about?"
Lu Guangzu did not answer immediately. He just stared at Yin Ren with burning eyes, his whole body visibly tense.
Yin Ren played with his hair casually: "My partner knows more about this than I do. You should have let him finish his words."
"I know," Lu Guangzu said. "I know what he's trying to say. He thinks I might be working with the real murderer, or... using this behavior to expose the real murderer in disguise."
Yin Ren stopped playing with the ends of his hair. He stared at Lu Guangzu, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Lu Guangzu laughed a few times: "But I don't know what you think. This is the first time I see you like this... You are not an ordinary person, Mr. Yin Ren."
"I want to make a deal with you. If you cooperate with me, I can tell you a little secret - a little secret about your partner. No matter why you infiltrated the intelligence security, this secret can help you."
Yin Ren walked up to Lu Guangzu with an expressionless face. He stopped leisurely and began to smile, but this time his smile was without any warmth.
Lu Guangzu felt a chill on the back of his head.
A few seconds ago, this man was still emitting an approachable and harmless aura. At this moment, the relaxed atmosphere completely disappeared, and Yin Ren just looked at him with a smile, and his eyes were like icy rain falling from the sky, which made Lu Guangzu shudder.
Lu Guangzu stepped back instinctively, but was restrained firmly on the interrogation chair.
"If you're worried, I can sign it with my birth date and name. I won't reveal a single word about you two. I swear!"
"What if I don't want to make this deal?" Yin Ren asked in a calm tone.
"...You don't want to expose your specialness, right?" Lu Guangzu's voice was a little dry, with a subtle tremor, "Just like 'Human Fragrance', there are tens of thousands of detailed inspections, and Shi'an cannot do it. You take turns to do it, and someone must point it out first..."
He couldn't go on.
Yin Ren didn't move, and the inexplicable feeling of oppression gradually grew stronger, as if it was going to grind him into pulp.
“I don’t like being threatened.”
Yin Ren extended his right index finger and lightly touched the top of Lu Guangzu's left eye. Lu Guangzu swallowed nervously and dared not move.
Unfortunately, Yin Ren did not let him go.
Yin Ren used his index finger to apply slight force and stroke Lu Guangzu's brow bone, nose bridge, and cheekbone.
The dull sound of flesh being torn apart continued. Lu Guangzu's ferocious face was deformed. His left eye was pressed under his cheekbone and was completely torn apart from the skin on his forehead.
Not a drop of blood was spilled.
Under the nasty crack, another eye was revealed, a completely different eye. The two left eyes were superimposed between the deformed flesh, one above and one below, tightly squeezed together, which was a kind of uncomfortable funny thing.
"Remember, next time you go to the ghost market to buy materials, remember to go to more stalls and make more purchases." Yin Ren leaned over and whispered in the other person's ear, "No matter how unconventional the prescription is, there is a possibility that it will be discovered by others."
Yin Ren still had that icy smile on his face.
"… Using your name and date of birth to sign? How interesting. Your aura, appearance, name, date of birth, none of them are real, right?"
"You are not Lu Guangzu at all."
(End of this chapter)