False evidence

Chapter 101 Back to the Past
The woman said urgently, "This thing is so valuable, I can't accept it! You should take it back and take it home."

The man put on a stern face and said, "My journey back will undoubtedly be difficult. Bringing it with me will only bring trouble. I've said it before, you are my woman, it will be safer for you to keep this."

The woman hesitated for a moment, placed the package on the table, hurriedly returned to the bedside, and took a box from under the bed. Back at the table, she shoved the box into the man's arms.
"This is all my savings. You can use it for your travel expenses. You can take the bottle with you. All I want is for you to be safe and sound."

The man opened the box, looked inside, and sighed deeply.

The woman said, on the verge of tears, "I've only been here for two years, and this is all I have. If it's not enough... wait a minute..."

She hurriedly took off her earrings, but the man didn't take them. Suddenly, he put down the box and pulled her tightly into his arms.

"Boom!"

A knock came abruptly at the door.

I felt a moment of dizziness, my vision blurred, and when I looked outside, it was already dark.

Before I could peer at the outside of the screen again, I heard Pidan let out a low cry.

I felt her nails digging into the back of my hand, so I quickly pulled her away.

In the dim light, one could see that the egg was filled with terror, pointing towards the screen with one hand.

I looked out through the screen and was deeply shaken.

There was a person hanging from the roof beam!

After calming down a bit, and seeing that there was no one else in the room, I pulled Pidan outside.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, looking up, one could see that the person who had hanged himself was none other than the woman who had pledged her life to the man!
The woman was dressed in plain clothes, no longer possessing the air of a woman of the past, but also showing no signs of life.

On the table sat an object—the very same wind-listening bottle the man had given her…

"How did she die?" Pidan's voice trembled.

I looked out the window; the bright moon hung high in the sky.

I murmured, "If today were the fifteenth of August, she would have a reason to commit suicide."

Pidan realized what was happening and gritted her teeth, saying, "That scumbag didn't come to pick her up!"

I remained silent.

Both Pidan and I heard the man's promise to the woman.

The woman gave all her savings to the man, and even more so, her heart to him.

However, the man did not keep his promise.

What reason does a woman have to live when she has nothing?
In this world, what can hurt a person more than deception?

Pidan's eyes turned red: "Bastard! I thought Baldy was just ugly, but I didn't expect him to be such a scumbag! He deserves to be bewitched, he deserves to die!"

Don't you think something's wrong?

"What's wrong? He's a treacherous bastard! A liar! He used a broken bottle to swindle all the women out of their money! He cheated them out of their money and their bodies!"

Pidan was furious, but I haven't lost my mind.

However, the multitude of questions intertwined made it impossible for my brain to think normally.

Pidan grew angrier and angrier, grabbed a bottle from the table, and smashed it hard on the ground.

I didn't hear the bottle shatter; I only felt a dizzying sensation the moment she released it.

When they regained their senses, the two had already returned to the basement.

"Why are you back all of a sudden?" Pidan asked, bewildered.

"You'll have to ask yourself what you did!" The records left by Yang Wudao did not go into detail about some of the issues.

However, I have already realized that entering the so-called 'other dimension' through clairvoyance does not actually allow me to interact with the people and objects in that space.

Once you try to change something, the result is that we return to reality.

Having figured this out, I went to check the safe again, only to find that it contained a few paper packets of different sizes, but not the bottle.

Pidan also saw the contents of the safe clearly. "Where's the vase?"

She suddenly shuddered and whispered close to me, "Could the thing attached to the bottle be that woman's ghost?"

Even if it were, things wouldn't grow legs and run away on their own.

I carefully examined the cardboard box I had just moved, reached out and touched it, looked at my fingers, and then pulled Pidan up.

Back in the attic, the monkey asked me, "Didn't you go to get the vase? Where's it?"

I stormed onto the terrace, yelling, "Yan Fengwei! How long are you going to keep courting death?!"

Yan Fengwei and Meng Zhen huddled under their raincoats, both looking at me.

After a long pause, Yan Fengwei finally spoke: "Brother, is it really the bottle that's the problem?"

"Give it to me!" I shouted.

The couple exchanged a glance, and Meng Zhen cautiously pulled something out of her bosom—it was the bottle!

"If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

I snatched the bottle, went back to the attic, moved the memorial tablet aside, carefully placed the bottle in the 'tile house', and then put the memorial tablet in front of it.

Pidan belatedly asked, "Did that bastard bald guy take the bottle?"

I said with a grim face, "Who else could it be but him? Even if something grew legs, what kind of ghost could open the safe from the inside?"

From the terrace came Meng Zhen's sobs: "It wasn't him, it was me... After we bought this house, we didn't have much money left. We were counting on this 'listening wind bottle' to turn our lives around. When I said I was going to the bathroom, I meant I was going down to get this bottle. It was all my idea..."

Pidan shouted angrily, "You don't have money? Ask your man how much money he cheated that woman out of? Does he even know that the woman he cheated out of her money and her body has already hanged herself!"

Meng Zhen seemed stunned for a moment, then exclaimed loudly, "Impossible! If you say he has other women, I'll believe you! No man is immune to lust! But if you say he cheats women out of money, I don't believe it for a second. He's not that kind of person!"

"Stop making a scene! Those of you outside, keep an eye on the lanterns! If the lanterns go out, none of you will survive!"

I grabbed Pidan, who was about to rush out, and said, "Stop it! Why don't you use your brain and think about what's wrong?"

"Something's not right... Didn't you see it too? It was this bald guy who tricked that guy..."

"What? A tech worker?" I glared at her. "Think about it carefully. The layout of that room, the clothes the two people are wearing, the things they're saying... none of it seems like this era. Most importantly, are you sure that man is the bald guy himself?"

Pidan was taken aback: "Isn't that him? From what you're saying, that person not only has hair, but also seems to be a little younger than him."

"It's not just a little smaller, it's way too small!"

The monkey asked, "What are you talking about? I can't understand a word you're saying! And what happened to this 'mechanic'? Is there someone else in this house?"

I briefly recounted to him what I had seen with Pidan, while simultaneously organizing my thoughts.

After listening, the monkey shook his head repeatedly: "What you're saying sounds bizarre to me. Who forces a woman into prostitution these days? Giving her savings to a man for travel expenses? Do you think she's some modern-day Du Shiniang?"

Pidan said, "I can vouch for what he said! According to him, what we see through the fifth dimension, even if it hasn't happened yet, will definitely happen in the future! But... I can understand the bald guy having long hair, but how come he's getting younger and younger?"

I thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "It's impossible for people to get younger as they get older. The only possibility is that what we see is not the future, but the past."

(End of this chapter)