Chen Yang raised the flashlight and looked over, his pupils shrinking slightly.
A fool is imitating a hanged ghost?!
Chen Yang was distracted and there was no one on the opposite side. He subconsciously ran over there. The phone in his hand shook with his movements, and his vision was both clear and blurry.
Chen Yang searched every corner, but he didn't find the fool, nor did he hear any unusual movement. The only sound was the rustling of wind through the treetops.
Chen Yang suspected that he was hallucinating. He asked Chao Jian beside him and Miss Qiao against the wall for confirmation. One of them was holding his hand, and the other was holding a pregnant woman, with ambiguous expressions on their faces.
"There is a little fool at Sanlian Bridge." Miss Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "I will ask Mrs. Cheng later."
Cheng Jin's wife's face was covered with hair and she couldn't hear what Miss Qiao said.
Chen Yang put down his phone and looked at the halo projected on the bluestone slabs. He was very familiar with the Sanlian Bridge in the fake world. There were no fools there, only here.
Chao Jian didn't wait for Chen Yang to ask, and whispered in his ear: "I left after my childhood."
What he meant was that he didn't know much about the people and things happening in the Sanlianqiao neighborhood.
Chen Yang let out a breath. Although he didn't know the fool's information, he was sure of one thing at least: it wasn't his hallucination.
"It's the middle of the night, and he's running pretty fast." Chen Yang looked at the vast night.
"Xiao Yangyang!" Miss Qiao suddenly called out.
"Here I am." Chen Yang focused and quickly took Miss Qiao to the small clinic.
"There's no one inside." Chen Yang pushed open the door of the small clinic and turned on the light in the dark.
Cheng Jin's wife was placed on a chair. She felt waves of pain and her fingers gripping the armrests of the chair were cramping.
“Ah…ah…ah!” The pregnant woman’s painful and helpless cries echoed in the small clinic.
Miss Qiao's cheongsam was stained with a lot of dirt. She leaned against the edge of the table and rummaged through her small leather bag. She picked up a cigarette, paused, and put it back.
"What should I do?" Chen Yang looked at Miss Qiao, his mind confused.
The room smelled very fishy. Cheng Jin's wife was bleeding. It was a matter of life and death, two lives at that.
Miss Qiao's voice was mixed in with the dripping sound, with a calmness like a god of war going to war: "I'll try."
Chen Yang's eyes lit up instantly: "Okay, then do we need to prepare scissors and hot water?" That's how it was played on TV.
"Get out." Miss Qiao lifted up her cheongsam sleeves, her movements showing a heroic and capable demeanor.
The door closed behind Chen Yang. He grabbed Chao Jian's arm, walked out of the clinic dizzy, and found a place to sit down.
"What time is it?" Chen Yang rubbed his face, his throat a little dry.
Chao Jian took off his baseball cap and put it on Chen Yang's head to block the cold wind that was growing stronger in the middle of the night: "It's almost half past one."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight." Chen Yang peeled a few milk slices and shared them with Chao Jian. The crying sounds in the small clinic suddenly became louder, and he was so frightened that his fingers froze.
Chao Jian hugged Chen Yang: "She has experience."
It took Chen Yang a long time to understand what Chao Jian meant. He said in disbelief, "Sister Qiao, did you help someone give birth in the mission world before the reset?"
Chao Jian said: "At that time, an NPC pregnant woman was frightened and gave birth prematurely. She helped, and both mother and child are safe."
Chen Yang wrapped the milk tablet in his mouth and put it aside: "What happened next?"
Chao Jian said nothing.
Chen Yang did not ask further questions. When he was about to finish the milk slice, he heard a low sneer in his ear: "Later, the woman ate her."
The milk tablet packaging bag that Chen Yang was holding in his hand fell to the ground.
"Sometimes, the kindness you give will turn into a knife and stab yourself." Chao Jian said indifferently.
Chen Yang picked up the packaging bag at his feet and continued to squeeze it. Ding Huichun said that she was not the only one saved by Chao Jian. Chao Jian used to be a helpful person.
"Have you also been betrayed by someone you rescued?" Chen Yang stared at Chao Jianyin's profile in the dim light and asked tentatively.
He pressed down the corners of Chao Jian's lips, revealing a bit of childish grievance: "Yeah."
Chen Yang suddenly felt distressed: "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Don't recall it. It's not worth it. There are many bad people in this world, but there are even more good people."
"Let me hold you for a while." Chao Jian took the opportunity to squat in front of Chen Yang, put his arms around his waist, and buried his face in his arms.
Chen Yang rubbed Chao Jian's head soothingly. He looked up at the stars and the moon, wondering if the night sky he saw would be different after completing his mission and going out.
There was a sense of tranquility all around that was not in keeping with a life-and-death mission.
Chen Yang rubbed his chin against Chao Jian's head, and his arms were wrapped around him, shaking from side to side occasionally.
When Chen Yang placed a kiss mixed with the taste of milk tablets on Chao Jian's temple, the cry of a baby was heard in the small clinic.
"Wow—Wow—"
The cry was earth-shaking, loud and powerful.
The birth of new life brings hope and dispels the coldness in the night scene.
Miss Qiao opened the door only after she had finished packing.
Chen Yang didn't go in. He just stood outside the door. The turbid smell hit him in the face: "Are you all right?"
"It's okay." Miss Qiao held an unlit cigarette between her fingers and held her wavy hair with her other hand.
Cheng Jin's wife was lying on the small bed, soaking wet, and she was groggy. "Where's the child? Where's my child?"
"Next to you." Miss Joe caught her moving hands and guided her to touch the baby.
A mother has unimaginable strength. Cheng Jin’s wife became much more energetic when she touched the child. She kept rubbing the baby with her pale and clammy face, and said vaguely: "Be good, baby. Your father hasn’t come back yet. He is busy. He said that when you are born, the family will have money and will buy you lots of toys... beautiful clothes and shoes... a big house... You will have everything that others have... Your father said..."
Chen Yang's expression was a little subtle. If Cheng Jin was just coaxing his wife, then forget it.
But if it is not a lie and is the truth, then it is worth considering.
Cheng Jin is not a businessman. He is just a security guard in a scenic area. He gets a fixed salary, which is just a little money a month. It is impossible for him to become rich overnight.
"If you have money, there's a way to live. If you don't have money, there's a way to live." Chen Yang said with emotion.
"If you don't have money, you will have no life!" Cheng Jin's wife rolled her eyes, hugged the baby tightly, and hummed a lullaby.
"I agree. You can't live without money. You still need money. With money, you can have everything." Miss Qiao held the unlit cigarette between her bright red lips and smiled.
Although Cheng Jin's wife didn't say anything, her expression showed agreement.
"However," Miss Qiao glanced at the wrinkled ball in the woman's arms, "Mrs. Cheng, men's words are lies. You'd better not take them seriously, so as not to be upset."
Cheng Jin's wife looked unhappy: "How could I not know whether my husband lied to me or not?!"
As if she remembered that Miss Qiao was her savior, her tone softened: "He wouldn't lie to me, and I didn't lie to my child."
Miss Qiao put on a surprised expression: "Mr. Cheng won the lottery."
"My husband is a decent man and doesn't buy lottery tickets." Cheng Jin's wife closed her eyes after saying this. She didn't try to hide her panic, only tiredness and anticipation.
It seemed as if she didn't care why her husband had money or where the money came from. She wouldn't ask or care, as long as what he said was true.
Miss Qiao talked to Cheng Jin's wife again, but there was no response. She shrugged at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang didn't know what he was thinking.
Just then, the doctor from the small clinic came hurriedly and took over Cheng Jin's wife.
Before leaving, Chen Yang turned around and asked casually, "Doctor, why are you rushing here from home so late?"
"Captain Liu came to my house to find me and said that Mrs. Cheng's baby was lying in the small clinic and was about to give birth. That's why I came here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known. Fortunately, nothing happened. She is lucky." The doctor was worried that someone would die, so she ran all the way here, panting and sweating.
Chen Yang narrowed his eyes. Liu Zhi had been here before...
Chao Jian pulled Chen Yang and said, "Let's go."
At the same time, at Cheng Jin's house, Ah Yuan and a group of taskers had almost finished searching and gained a lot. They found a notebook, which was Cheng Jin's account book. It was full of small expenses such as food, rice, oil and salt. He spent one dollar in half and lived a very meticulous life.
The account book contains the details of the year's consumption, with every day recorded, but the date stops at three days ago.
The last expense was relatively large. He bought a brand-name bag for his wife, which almost used up all his savings at the time.
Something happened at that time that caused Cheng Jin to stop living frugally and he even stopped keeping accounts.
"I still need to buy a house." Lao Jiang waved the real estate magazine in his hand.
The houses in the magazine were not in Sanlianqiao. Several of them were marked by Cheng Jin. It seemed that he was planning to leave here and buy a house elsewhere.
Moreover, the houses that Cheng Jin liked were all villas. He not only made marks, but also made some plans next to them.
"I looked at cars, too." Another tasker took out the car magazine he had found.
"Okay, the clues are all there, this is what happened." A red-haired boy with headphones around his neck yawned and jumped out the window.
The nine people left looked at each other.
"Let's sort it out." A Yuan said, "At first we thought that Guan Xiaoyun, Cheng Jin, and Ye Yu did the same thing without each other's knowledge, which was something they shouldn't have done. The three were discovered and targeted by the 'they' in the suicide note and were silenced."
"Now it seems that they did it for money." A Yuan changed his words cautiously, "Cheng Jin can be basically sure that it was the case. Although there is no evidence for the other two, but..."
A Yuan's voice suddenly stopped, and the others also held their breath.
The toilet in this house is broken. There is a rope hanging outside, and you have to pull it to flush it.
Some of them had been to the bathroom before, but had never used a toilet like that, so they just pulled the rope down, and the water started to flow loudly and couldn't be stopped.
But the water just stopped!
There was no sound of running water in the bathroom, as if someone was fixing the toilet!
Everyone exchanged glances and approached the bathroom cautiously, where they found the rope that had fallen on the ground hanging next to the toilet.
At that moment, they all stopped breathing, and fled the next moment.
There was a faint sound of the toilet lid being closed in the bathroom.