False evidence

Chapter 211 Paper Man
Gao He pulled someone in, and together with Lin Dan, they brushed the snow off their clothes.

"Why did you bring him here?" I frowned.

The black vest that Gao and his group brought was the same one they wore before.

He was young and energetic, but he was exhausted at this point, so someone found a cotton-padded coat for him and put it on him.

Gao said vaguely, "One says it's heart disease, one has asthma, and the other actually has epilepsy. Which one do you think you can get away with if something happens?"

The man in the black vest angrily said to me, "You're unethical! You said you'd let me go!"

I couldn't be bothered with him or anyone else in the room. I grabbed a pair of scissors and started cutting up the paper money for burning.

Soon, a row of palm-sized paper figures, linked together, stood on the table.

I then looked at the man in the black vest: "Name?"

The other person sneered: "What kind of place is this? Who do you think you are?"

I waved to stop Gao He from speaking, stared at him with a half-smile, and asked again, "Name, date of birth."

The other party snorted coldly, acting as if he were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

I ignored him, took out the cloth bag Yan Fengwei had given me, opened it, and inside was a tortoise shell and three old copper coins.

Yan Fengwei asked me in a pretentious tone, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the product?"

"It is ok."

I stared at the black vest again.

He sneered, "Stop fucking pretending with me, if you've got the guts, kill me!"

I shook my head with a smile: "I'd like to, but that would be too easy on you."

As he spoke, he dropped three copper coins into the tortoise shell and gently shook it.

After a while, he poured out the copper coins, examined them carefully, and then wrote a stroke on a piece of paper next to him.

After shaking the tortoise shell three times and memorizing three seemingly unrelated gestures, Jiang Budai suddenly whispered to the man in the black vest, "Young man, take my advice. Just answer whatever he asks, or you'll suffer a great loss."

The man in the black vest twisted his neck and sneered.

I glanced at him, picked up a cinnabar pen, and wrote a name and birth date on one of the paper figures.

The man in the black vest's expression changed slightly, but only briefly, before he looked at Lin Dan with disdain.

I shook the tortoise shell three more times and noted down the three symbols again.

He picked up the vermilion brush again and wrote another name on the paper figure next to it.

This time, the man in the black vest's expression completely changed, and he struggled to step forward: "Who are you?"

"Who I am is not important; what's important is that the family is together."

As I was speaking, I had already written down two more names.

When I picked up the fifth paper figure, before I even started writing, the paper figure had already slumped down limply.

"Ugh……"

Jiang Budai huddled in a corner and sighed.

I leaned back in my chair and squeezed my eyes shut.

Unable to bear the oppression, the man in the black vest started cursing.

"Dongzi, Dongzi... when are you coming home, Dongzi..."

Suddenly, a hoarse, aged woman's voice rang out from inside the room.

The man in the black vest jolted, frantically looking around, and blurted out instinctively, "Mother!"

"Dongzi, it's you, Dongzi? You need to come home quickly, your mother is dying..."

The voice rang out again, and the limp paper figure actually twitched a few times as if struggling.

The girl in the black vest suddenly turned pale and struggled to rush over: "Mom, what's wrong, Mom? Where are you?"

"I'm at home... Waaah, Dongzi, I miss you so much, Mommy misses her son so much..."

I sighed and gestured towards Meng Chao. Before Meng Chao could react, Jiang Budai turned off the light.

Outside, it was raining and snowing; once the lights were turned off, the room became instantly dark and difficult to see. "Ah..."

The old woman's voice suddenly turned shrill: "Son, son, save me! Huifang and the others are trying to harm me!"

Blackie stamped his feet anxiously, "Mom, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

“Your wife is no good! While you were away, she hooked up with another man! Your father is bedridden, and they thought I was in their way, so they threw me into a well! It's so cold... Mother can't take it anymore... Son, help me…”

"Mother, don't worry, I'm almost home, I'm coming to save you, I'll kill that scoundrel... Hahahahahaha..."

As he continued, he suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes fixed on me in the dim light:

"I've seen the bustling metropolis myself, and I truly admire your ventriloquism skills!"

I looked at him for a moment, shook my head, pointed to the door, and said without any clear purpose:
"At the west end of Shuangshan Road, turn left, there's a vegetable market. Within ten minutes, have the old lady's son bring over a rooster that's over four years old. It might save a life."

The man in the black vest just looked at me with a wicked smile.

I simply lit a cigarette, turned my head to look out the window, and stopped talking.

After smoking half a cigarette, the man in the black vest finally couldn't help but ask me, "Are you serious?"

Yan Fengwei said loudly, "Even if it's fake, do you want to make it seem real?!"

Jiang Budai murmured to himself, "A mother's thread in her hand, a traveler's clothes on his back, she sews them carefully before he departs..."

The man in the black vest's expression shifted, but he finally asked Gao He, "Can I go buy a chicken?"

"Yes."

Gao He glanced at me, checked the time, went out, and escorted him to the car.

The three of them had just left when I bit my middle finger and dripped the blood onto the limp paper figure.

"You are a good person."

Jiang Budai said.

I smiled and said, "I'm not worthy of such praise. But you must be a good person."

"Only by using both kindness and severity can you achieve your goal, right?" Yue Rong had somehow moved closer to me and asked very softly.

Seeing that the police car was gone and looking at the umbrella by the wall, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Xiao Shen said that when he first met me, he knew I could see some things, but I couldn't see them very clearly.

If I didn't think about it this way, it wouldn't be a big deal, but Yue Rong's unusual behavior on two separate occasions has already made me realize something is wrong.

Before Gao He and the others arrived, I had a different feeling about Yue Rong.

The feeling changed as soon as Gao and Yi arrived.

The police car drove away, and things returned to normal.

More importantly, I began to notice that I would occasionally feel a burning sensation in my chest.

The closer Yue Rong got to me, the more intense the burning sensation became.

That's because—the white fish jade pendant on my chest is reacting.

Cao Furui's umbrella, which he had entrusted to me for more than half a century, has now come into my possession.

What they conveyed to me seemed to be more than just a heartwarming message; there was also something inside the umbrella.

Ever since I got this umbrella, it's felt like there's someone else by my side...

"Something terrible has happened!"

Jiang Budai suddenly stood up.

At the same time, I also got up from behind the counter and looked at the other end of Shuangshan Road through the glass.

A funeral procession is slowly making its way this way, accompanied by the sounds of drums and trumpets!
"Damn it, why is everything going so wrong when I'm trying to get things done!" I couldn't help but curse.

“It’s a bad thing, but it’s not unbreakable!” Jiang Budai said.

I turned to look into the inner room, hesitating slightly.

Jiang Budai, however, had already rushed out the door and ran towards the funeral procession...

(End of this chapter)