False evidence

Chapter 308 Out of Control (3)

The room was dark, but the moment Zhai Yujia pushed open the door, a bright light suddenly shone directly into her.

Zhai Yujia instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes, and at that moment, I saw a transparent thread wrapped around her hand.

The thread wasn't tightly wrapped, so Zhai Yujia didn't notice it at first.

If you cover your eyes with your hands, the next step will inevitably be to back away.

She took only one step back, and the thread was already tightly wrapped around her hand.

Then, the bright light disappeared, and a tall object fell out of the house.

"I'm hit!"

Before Zhai Yujia could even grasp the situation, she instinctively let out a low cry.

I have already seen that the person who has fallen to the ground is a person.

This man was not Old Ghost, but a big, simple-minded fellow!

"How did Nianzi end up here?"

Zhai Yujia looked stunned. Her right hand, which she was holding in her left hand, was still wrapped with transparent fishing line, and her palm and the edge of her hand were bleeding.

And the already dead Nianzi had fishing line wrapped around its neck!

Nianzi was strangled; one end of the fishing line that strangled him is still wrapped around Zhai Yujia's hand...

Zhai Yujia realized what was happening and quickly pulled out a folding knife, cutting the fishing line.

I strode into the room.

The rooms in the private hotel were small, and you could see the whole place at a glance.

There was no one else in the room, except for the window facing the door, which was wide open.

However, the security bars on the outside of the window were intact, making it impossible for people to enter or exit through the window.

I picked up a cell phone from the bed and the first thing I saw when I turned it on was a missed call.

I quickly glanced around again, put my phone away, and strode out.

As soon as I stepped out the door, I heard footsteps coming from the stairwell, and at the same time, a man asked in a high-pitched voice in the local dialect:

"What? What happened?"

I rushed over and turned off the light.

The next second, Zhai Yujia swept past me and threw herself into the arms of the man who had just come up to her, mumbling:
"I want to drink...I want to drink..."

I took the opportunity to go downstairs, but at the bottom of the stairs, I saw a woman who looked like the hotel owner holding a mobile phone and looking up.

"The two guys upstairs got drunk from drinking too much."

I dodged her question and, before she could react, brushed past her and quickly walked out of the hotel.

Soon, Zhai Yujia also ran out.

As soon as she got in the car, I stepped on the gas...

"Who? Who the hell!"

Even with her strong mental fortitude, Zhai Yujia, a professional con artist, was starting to lose her temper.

The truth is, she is now a 'murderer' herself.

There were three people in the car, all of whom are now considered 'murderers'...

After leaving Waleng Street, I drove into the underground parking garage of the nearest shopping mall, turned off the engine, and said:
"This car is unusable, let's leave it here for now."

Zhai Yujia, slightly out of breath, said, "Nianzi is dead too..."

"Get off the bus first! Quickly!"

Before leaving the mall, I bought a baseball cap at a shop near the entrance.

With the two women, he returned to Waleng Street.

Zhai Yujia said in a low voice, "Do you think playing the 'blind spot' trick will work now?"

"Someone else is playing tricks!"

I pulled my hat down low, glanced at the hotel I had just come from, and quickly walked into a medium-sized hotel across the street.

"Good evening, would you like to book a room?" the receptionist asked, getting up.

I smiled at her and said, "Excuse me, I'd like to use the restroom for a moment."

"Oh, go straight to the left until the very end." I told the two women to wait in the lobby, and then slowly walked toward the direction the receptionist had indicated.

As I passed by the elevator, a short man wearing a shiny striped jacket, a hat, and a mask came out.

I grabbed him by the neck, quickened my pace, and dragged him straight into the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, I threw the man onto the sink, opened all the stalls to make sure no one else was there, and then turned to look at him directly.

"Old Ghost, where are you rushing off to?"

As I shook him off, I casually took off his hat.

What's hilarious is that they also ripped off a wig along with it.

The person is still wearing a mask, but their bald head and the white hair mixed in around it have already given away their identity.

He was one of the swindlers from Dongtaimen, the four-eyed old man known as Old Ghost.

He wasn't wearing glasses at the moment, and his clothes were quite fashionable. If he hadn't taken off his hat and wig, you would definitely have thought he was a young man.

I returned the hat and wig to Old Ghost.

Old Ghost put his wig back on in front of the mirror, pulled up his hat, and turned around to say:
"Brother, you were pretty reckless just now. Aren't you afraid I'll give you a good whack?"

With that, he flipped his hand over, revealing a three-inch-long iron nail in his palm.

"Fraud can lead to jail time at most, but murder can cost you your life."

I lit a cigarette, shook one out, and handed it to him. "Besides, didn't you recognize me the moment we met? What good would it do you if I died?"

Old Gui lit a cigarette and took a deep drag: "Someone's after us, he wants our lives!"

"Did you get a clear look at him?"

"No."

Old Ghost looked at me with a strange expression: "It should be a man, about your height and build. He's wearing the exact same clothes as you, and a cowboy baseball cap too."

I chuckled dryly: "Ha, so he's really going after me!"

Old Ghost's eyes darted around: "Who says otherwise? If your hat were the same as his, we men would be fighting each other by now."

Hearing footsteps outside the door, I stubbed out my cigarette: "This isn't the place to talk, let's go."

Old Gui adjusted his hat in front of the mirror again, then turned around and asked in a low voice while taking off his jacket:
"Brother, where did I go wrong? How did you recognize me so quickly?"

"Your clothes are so new, you just bought them on the first floor of that shopping mall at the street corner, right? And the worst part is those no-name sneakers you're wearing, they're practically brand new! I just came out of the mall and saw the same style when I was buying a hat!"

I took off my jacket and swapped it with him.

Luckily, it's a sporty style, stretchy, and fits him well. Mine looks a bit big on him, but it does have a hip-hop vibe.

As he stepped out of the bathroom, Old Ghost asked in a low voice:
"Who's that woman you're with? You know which one I'm talking about."

Do you believe in ghosts?

"Do not believe."

"Okay, then you can treat her as your boss's twin sister."

Back in the lobby, I asked the receptionist, "How's the food at your restaurant on the first floor?"

"Yes, it's fine, a standard Shanghainese dish."

I laughed and said, "Okay, then let's try it!"

The four entered the restaurant and chose a table by the window.

I took the menu and handed it directly to Li Meizhi:

"Order whatever you like to eat, don't go hungry."

At this moment, two police cars were already parked in front of the hotel across the street.

Zhai Yujia stared at me for a while, then suddenly turned to Lao Gui:

Why is Nianzi on the other side?

Old Ghost stared at her for a few seconds, then asked:

"What's the password?"

Zhai Yujia snorted coldly:
"You still have no idea how much you guys lost on that deal behind my back? Damn it, that fake alone cost almost 200,000! And the other one, I said it was fake, and you guys actually believed it! Did you even know there was a hidden compartment inside?!"

Old Ghost was stunned. "You...you really are the boss! Weren't you dead?"

(End of this chapter)