Replacing the Evil Way

Chapter 91: Three people fighting a vicious dog

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Lin Dapeng was still nagging: "I was wondering why you were pretending to be depressed. It turns out you were waiting for me here. I didn't expect that Lin Zhizhi, although young, has such a big heart—"

Lin Jiaqiao didn't want to argue with him, so he immediately changed the subject: "What I mean is, if the future is known, can it be changed?"

Lin Dapeng was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Lin Jiaqiao suddenly remembered the way he fell in a pool of blood. She asked with some sadness: "What I mean is, if you know your future, will your current efforts still be useful?"

Lin Dapeng noticed her sadness, but he didn't know where it came from.

He was stunned for a long time and tapped Lin Jiaqiao on the head again.

This time the force was quite strong and a red spot immediately appeared between Lin Jiaqiao's brows.

Lin Jiaqiao covered his head and said angrily: "Why did you hit me?"

Lin Dapeng shook his head: "If I say you don't have great wisdom, then you can show me how stupid you are."

"You know 1+1=2, right? Let's assume that the future you know is '2', what you can do is the first '1', and what you can't control is the second '1'."

"If you want to avoid the result '2', you will definitely do something, so the first '1' will definitely change, maybe to '0.5', maybe to '1.2', who knows."

"Because if your first '1' changes, the second '1' will also change. The result may still be '2', but the probability of this '2' is much smaller, just as much as the probability of other results, right?"

“So, if you know the future and work hard to change the present, there is a high probability that the future will also change.”

Lin Jiaqiao thought for a while. She didn't seem to understand what Lin Dapeng said, but she also felt that she seemed to understand something. She gave a thumbs up and said, "Dad is awesome."

Lin Dapeng was very proud, "Your father can do anything."

Qin Guan and Gu Yiming hid by the window and eavesdropped. Gu Yiming asked in a low voice: "Is this Dad?"

"Our Lao Lin is the best father in the world." Qin Guan also whispered: "Although he can be unreliable sometimes."

During the meal, Lin Jiaqiao regained his spirits and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, why did you climb so high to answer the phone?"

What does it mean? It must be my fault.

Lin Dapeng felt that being a father was really a disadvantage. He was clearly the victim, but he was still being blamed by this little bastard.

He couldn't curse because the little bastard's grandparents were watching him.

However, he also planned to talk about it.

Lin Dapeng said: "It's a call from my company. I may have to go on a business trip soon."

Grandma Lin was a little reluctant: "I've only been back for a few days, and I have to leave again."

Mr. Lin was reluctant to do so, but he pretended to be generous, "As a police officer, I have to sacrifice my own family for the sake of everyone. It's my duty, my duty."

Lin Jiaqiao couldn't bear to see the two old people sad, so he raised his hand and said, "I can send my dad back, and then we can come back."

Thinking of her bad temper when driving, everyone immediately stopped her from having this dangerous idea.

Lin Jiaqiao originally wanted to fight for it, but unexpectedly, he received a call from an unfamiliar number in the evening.

She thought it was a wrong call or a scam, so she ignored it. Unexpectedly, the man called her more than ten times in a row, as if he was going to keep calling her until she exploded if she didn't answer.

This style seems familiar.

Lin Jiaqiao had a bad feeling, so he pressed the call button. A female voice asked gloomily, "Where did you hide my son?"

It’s Gu Yiming’s mother.

Her voice was so cold and gloomy that Lin Jiaqiao shuddered.

"Who are you!"

"Who are you!!"

"Who are you!!!"

Gu Yiming's mother seemed to collapse, and her voice was full of sorrow:

"Give me back my son!"

"Give me back my son!!"

"Give me back my son!!!"

Lin Jiaqiao had seen a lot of things in the world, but she was frightened by the voice again. She didn't know how to react and stood there in a daze.

Qin Guan and Gu Yiming were beside her, and Gu Yiming immediately recognized his mother's voice. He was also afraid, but he still took the phone.

He made a 'hush' gesture to the two of them, took a deep breath, and said into the phone, "Mom."

The woman over there seemed to have been granted amnesty, and she yelled like crazy: "Yiming, Yiming, are you okay? Did this group of people kidnap you? Don't be afraid, mom will come to rescue you right away!"

Gu Yiming advised her: "No, I was with my friends, and it was me who suggested going out to play."

There was silence for two or three seconds, followed by Gu Yiming's mother's even crazier voice: "What friends? Where did you get your friends from? Why didn't I know you had friends?"

"I know, it's that Qin Guan, right?"

"I called and asked, your medical school doesn't have a summer camp at all. It must be that Qin Guan and that little bitch, you're with them, right?"

"Gu Yiming, you are not stupid. You are their competitor. How can they have any good intentions towards you? They just want to harm you!"

"Don't be afraid, Yiming. Mom will come to rescue you right away. Mom will call the police right away—"

Her voice was so loud that both Qin Guan and Lin Jiaqiao heard it.

Gu Yiming suddenly felt very ashamed.

For the first time, he couldn't raise his head in front of Qin Guan and Lin Jiaqiao.

A hatred that had been buried deep in my heart for a long time suddenly erupted at this moment.

This hatred made him lose his mind, and he said in the most vicious way he knew:

"What do they want to do to me? Make me have a mentally ill mother?"

"If you want to prove that you are not a loser, then go and prove it yourself. Why force me?"

"I am a human being, I have a brain, and I can think!"

"I am not your tool!!"

At the end, he almost shouted.

Suddenly, everything went dark before his eyes.

It was Qin Guan who covered his eyes with his hands and took him back to the room.

Only then did Gu Yiming realize that he was already in tears.

After a while, he said, "We should leave tomorrow, right?"

Qin Guan and Lin Jiaqiao exchanged glances, and Lin Jiaqiao said, "We can stay. I'll let Old Lin—"

Gu Yiming sniffed and said, "I won't cause any trouble for Uncle Lin."

The tip of his nose was red from crying, and his eye sockets were also red, and he looked very pitiful.

He asked, "Can I take a picture?"

Nine o'clock in the evening, in front of the village committee.

The wall of the village committee is not high and is made of stone. There is only a low-wattage street lamp around it, which is dimly lit.

After making sure that there was no one around, Lin Jiaqiao took a few steps back, took a run, jumped, and nimbly climbed onto the top of the wall.

Qin Guan and Gu Yiming imitated her, running, jumping, and sliding down the wall.

The two of them clung to the wall like geckos, struggling to climb up.

Qin Guan asked in a low voice: "Old Gu, do you really want to take this photo? There are many scenic spots in the village, and the sea at night is also very romantic."

Gu Yiming was trying hard to climb up. He twisted his hands and feet for a minute, but still stayed where he was.

He was also a little discouraged, "... Or, forget it."

Lin Jiaqiao was speechless as he watched from above. The wall was at most 1.8 meters high, not even as tall as two people.

Technical guidance alone was not enough. She stretched out her hands, exerted all her strength, and finally pulled the two of them up.

The village committee is a holy place in the village, mainly because there is nothing valuable inside. Not to mention security measures, except for the big lock at the entrance, the doors inside are all ajar.

It didn't take long for the three of them to find what Gu Yiming wanted to shoot in a room.

Gu Yiming wanted to take a picture of the day they just returned, the one with the big red cardboard with Lin Jiaqiao and Qin Guan’s names written on it on the big stage at the entrance of the village.

Qin Guan was right, there were many beautiful sceneries in the village, but Gu Yiming seemed to be possessed and just kept taking pictures of the paper.

The three of them lifted the cardboard out, and when they saw the words clearly on it, they were all stunned.

At some point, a line of words appeared on the cardboard: Congratulations to Gu Yiming for getting second place in the city.

The ranking on the red cardboard is now as follows:

Congratulations to Lin Jiaqiao on being admitted to university;

Congratulations to Qin Guan for becoming the top scorer in the city;

Congratulations to Gu Yiming for getting second place in the city.

Lin Jiaqiao studied it for a while and said, "It was written by the village party secretary."

Qin Guan was curious: "When was it written? Why didn't you show it to us?"

Gu Yiming didn't say anything, his eyes were stung by the line of golden words.

He didn't feel happy or joyful, he just felt pain.

He recalled the disappointed look on his mother's face when she saw his results when he took the college entrance examination for the first time.

She always told him that only first place counts.

There is no difference between second place and last place.

Gu Yiming thought, I really tried my best. If you came to live in my life, you would not be able to survive for a day.

I've tried really hard, and this is my limit.

You have indulged yourself all your life, but you order me to realize all your dreams. This is unfair and inhumane.

Even strangers are happy for my results, but you, you clearly see how hard I work, yet you think I am a loser.

The anger surged up again, and Gu Yiming suddenly wanted to question his mother, why did she give birth to him, why did she let him live such a miserable life.

Gu Yiming took a deep breath and swallowed all the bitterness and grievances. He said, "Can you take a picture?"

Qin Guan and Lin Jiaqiao both took out their cell phones.

Gu Yiming stood in front of the red cardboard, next to the three people's golden names, smiling brightly.

After taking the photos, the three of them returned the cardboard.

They were about to retreat the same way, but Lin Jiaqiao saw an old wooden board with the village secretary's calligraphy written in a flamboyant style: "... Is there a vicious dog inside?"

After Lin Jiaqiao finished reading, the three of them discovered that there was a doghouse here that was more than one meter high.

Lin Jiaqiao remembered that there was a big dog in the village committee, which was said to be a mix of a German Shepherd and a Tibetan Mastiff and was very ferocious.

She wanted to escape, but it was too late.

I was woken up by three people, and heard a lot of noise coming from the doghouse. The three of them huddled together nervously, looking for a reliable escape route.

At this time, the noise became louder, and a black shadow was cast at the feet of the three people.

The three of them swallowed nervously, and the next second, the vicious dog appeared before their eyes.