False evidence

Chapter 311 is still under control.

I interrupted and asked, "Is Jintong your younger brother?"

The fat man nodded.

"You knew their plan, yet you let him die?"

The fat man sighed, but said to Zhai Yujia:

"Jin Tong only likes your body, but I'm different. I truly love you. He killed your sister, so of course I have to avenge you."

"Wait!" Li Meizhi couldn't help but interject, "Who are you calling the older sister?"

The fat man suddenly laughed.

He smiled at Zhai Yujia, and his smile was full of tenderness.

Zhai Yujia's body was trembling, as if she were being electrocuted, and her expression was extremely conflicted and painful.

"Yujia, you still don't remember?"

The fat man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, let's switch identities."

He took off his glasses and stared at Zhai Yujia with unfocused eyes:
"Yutian, you should still remember that unsuccessful makeup attempt five years ago, right?"

Zhai Yujia's body jolted, and in the blink of an eye, her expression changed, and she became Zhai Yutian once again.

She stared intently at the fat man, her expression gradually turning incredulous: "You...you are that corpse!"

The fat man put on his glasses and nodded.

Li Meizhi looked at me with a bewildered expression: "What exactly is going on? I'm completely confused."

I patted Zhai Yutian's arm: "What happened to the corpse?"

"Five years ago, when I first started working, I did makeup for the deceased for the first time. I remember he was a fat man."

Zhai Yutian stared at the fat man and said, "Before that, I was very scared because it was the first time I had ever really faced a corpse. But when I saw the corpse, I wasn't scared anymore."

Because the corpse looked ridiculous. I didn't mean to mock the deceased's appearance, but I just couldn't help but laugh. How could he be so fat? And... and he was actually laughing!

Li Meizhi shivered and subconsciously moved closer to me.

The fat man's lips curled up.

It was a smile, but this time his smile was different from the one before.

The two corners of his mouth were uneven, one higher than the other, completely asymmetrical. The left side, with a larger curve, revealed a deep dimple, while the right side seemed to be deliberately puffing out his cheeks, like... like half of his buttocks.

This sight was so funny that even Li Meizhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhai Yutian was somewhat stunned.

The fat man maintained his smile, looked at me, and said, "You figured it out, didn't you?"

I took a deep breath: "In the funeral industry, it's impossible not to have faced a corpse before graduation."

The fat man hummed in agreement: "Actually, I'm very curious about your identity."

I said, "Let's keep this curiosity alive."

"Ah."

"By the way, did you really arrest Wang Po's daughter?"

"Heh, you figured that out?"

"When she first appeared, it looked like she had just gotten out of a man's bed, but she didn't smell like a man. As she walked past me, I saw a light in her coat pocket. It was strange; it was so dark, and she didn't use her phone to light it up, but just hid it in her pocket, and it seemed like she was on a call. Who was she talking to? Knowing that someone wanted to kill her, why wasn't she with her partner, but instead went to find some random man? I can't help but suspect that she was being controlled by someone and had made a deal with someone."

The fat man said, "They did use her daughter to blackmail her, but they didn't arrest her daughter. It's enough that someone knows she has a daughter and what her daughter does."

I said, "You wanted her to lure the old ghost into the trap, and she did. Mission accomplished, now that you're out this door, it's her turn, right?" "She should be in the trunk of your car by now."

The fat man looked up at the sky. "So, you've now taken four lives on your shoulders."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "This way, the real culprit can get away with it completely."

The fat man nodded.

I nodded: "Nianzi is in cahoots with you. From the very beginning, you set this up to use me as a scapegoat."

"I only offered some opinions; I wasn't the one who orchestrated the whole thing."

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, "In short, the other side achieved its goal..."

I replied, "So, I'm now carrying the weight of my fifth life."

The fat man chuckled: "Who do you think is the other person in your trunk right now?"

I said, "Logically, it should be the bamboo pole, but you've set up a much bigger scheme. So, theoretically, the man in the trunk now should be someone seeking revenge—one of the antique dealer's children."

The fat man's expression changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at my shirt pocket.

I turned both pockets inside out. "You're right. I'm convinced that Wang Po was secretly using a connected cell phone to send messages because we're using the same method. But that person wasn't me."

The fat man's gaze swept over Li Meizhi through his glasses, finally landing on Zhai Yutian.

His eyes were no longer gentle or harmless; instead, they had become fierce and menacing, as if he were about to kill someone at any moment.

"Pork Ribs, you've finally shown your true colors."

The old ghost at the kitchen door slowly stood up, holding a cell phone in one hand and a sharpened bicycle spoke in the other.

Old Ghost grinned at me: "I have to thank you for saving my life."

I looked at the bloodstains on his chest: "No wonder you're in charge of running away, carrying a blood pack with you at all times. But you're overdoing it with your acting."

The fat man clapped his hands: "But! Not at all! Well done! Well done!"

He walked straight up to me and looked me in the eye: "You noticed the trap in the kitchen, so how did you warn Old Ghost?"

I chuckled and said, "I knew it! You youngsters are all so stubborn. Why do you all think that hand gestures in the thieves' world are only for communication? Now I'll teach you—communication is done with words. Hand gestures have always been used to convey messages."

Before the fat man could say anything more, the courtyard gate suddenly opened from the outside.

Gao He walked up to me, took off his Bluetooth earphone, raised an eyebrow at the fat man, took out handcuffs and tossed them to him, "Do it yourself!"

Old Gui tossed the spokes aside, held the phone up to Gao He, and said eagerly:
"Captain Gao, you heard everything. Does this count as me making amends for my crimes?"

As the fat man put on his handcuffs, he glared at me fiercely: "You're cooperating with people from the government? Aren't you afraid the founding father will punish you?"

"Haha...hahaha..."

"why are you laughing?"

I poked him in the chest with my iron fan. "Remember this, kid. To you, we are your patriarch!"

At the village entrance, police lights flashed.

I pointed to the group of men who were handcuffed behind their backs and squatting next to the police car, and said to Old Ghost:
"They're all acquaintances, let's say hello."

"One of them is someone I don't know well."

Old Ghost smiled at me, "Grandmaster, I really don't have any relatives. From now on, I'll be clinging to your leg, so you'll have to take care of me."

After saying that, he squatted down next to Granny Wang on his own.

(End of this chapter)