False evidence

Chapter 409 Revenge
Gu Haitao became even more excited and asked the proprietress for more wine.

I realized at this point that not only was his voice different from the original Gu Haitao, but his habits were also very different.

Just like Gu Haitao, who never smoked before, but now he's practically inseparable from a cigarette.

Furthermore, I noticed that he only took five puffs of each cigarette. Even after drinking, he still did that.

Unless you're a long-time smoker, you would never have such a regular habit.

and also……

Upon seeing a strange woman lying on the bed, the first reaction is to give her money;
Such a waste of cigarettes;
He immediately wanted to drink Moutai...

Even if Gu Haitao were just from a well-off family, and even if he were deliberately trying to show off, that kind of demeanor and aura couldn't be faked.

The proprietress placed two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) on the table and said to me, half-jokingly:

"If he gets drunk and passes out, you'll have to be responsible for carrying him out."

"Don't worry, no matter how much I drink, I can 'die' outside on my own!"

Gu Haitao excitedly said something, picked up a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), shook it vigorously a few times, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all in one go.

I thought to myself, he's not a regular drinker, how would he know to do that? Downing two ounces of liquor in one gulp, that's something Gu Haitao could never do.

I have to admit—the person in front of me is definitely not Gu Haitao!
I couldn't help but ask again, "Who exactly are you?"

"I really can't remember!" Gu Haitao shook his head as he opened the third bottle of Erguotou.

An Xin, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked, "Who is Qiaomei?"

Gu Haitao immediately said, "She's my wife!"

"What is her full name?" An Xin asked again.

"Ji Qiaomei!"

While the two were exchanging questions and answers, I quickly thought for a moment and asked:

What did the old gentleman you met a year ago look like?

"He looks..."

Gu Haitao spoke very quickly. This was a natural expression of his barely suppressed excitement.

As he began to describe the old man's appearance, my mind went blank. When he said "garlic nose," I felt a little relieved, but also had an extremely strange feeling.

He had a really high alcohol tolerance and was also very articulate. With just a few simple words, the image of an old man—Yang Wudao—appeared before my eyes!

Just as I was about to ask him about his encounter with another 'prophet' twenty-one years ago, I saw him slam the empty wine bottle heavily on the table, stand up, and walk out.

I realized what was happening and groaned, "I was careless..."

After paying the bill, when he ran outside, Gu Haitao was already leaning against a tree, vomiting uncontrollably.

I thought to myself, "It's over!"

I believe he is a different person, with completely different habits from Gu Haitao.

But I forgot, this body belongs to Gu Haitao!
Only a small part of a person's reaction to alcohol depends on their emotions; the body's ability to absorb it is difficult to change.

If you can only drink two ounces of liquor, and you've already drunk six ounces, wouldn't you be dead by now?

To everyone's surprise, when Gu Haitao had vomited down to just bile, he actually stood up and walked up to me.

His body swayed slightly, but his words were clear:
"The old man's prediction from a year ago has come true. This reminds me of a prediction made by someone else twenty-one years ago. I now believe that there really are highly skilled metaphysicians in this world! I believe that predictions come true..."

At this point, his expression became slightly confused, not in the kind of confusion that comes from being drunk, but rather in the kind of deep feeling that naturally comes from when one is deep in thought.

After a moment, he asked me, "Do you believe in reincarnation?"

I nodded.

He nodded in agreement, then pointed to my right hand, saying, "You have a phone call coming in."

I then felt my phone vibrate, answered it, and Tong Xiangnan's voice came through the receiver: "Sanqi, are you free? Come over sometime? I woke up this morning and suddenly remembered something. It's not directed at you, but at your 'good friends.' I want to talk to them again."

"Okay!" I checked the time. "Let's have lunch together. You don't need to prepare anything, I'll bring it. We'll have noodles for lunch."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Haitao asked me very cautiously:
"You...have plans to have dinner with someone? When can I contact you again?"

As we looked at each other, an idea suddenly popped into my head.

This made me laugh out loud.

I said, "I've made plans with my uncle. Let's go together! You guys get in the car first."

I handed the key to Erpang and turned to look at Anxin.

"I was really startled this morning!" An Xin exaggeratedly wiped her forehead and smiled, "You're always an oddball, so you're not surprised by strange things. I'm just making a fuss over nothing. I thought it was like in the movies, that he was going to use me to lure you here and then 'snap' you!"

I said, "We're having noodles for lunch again, want to join us?"

"No, I have class this afternoon!" An Xin shook her head with a smile. "I have nothing to do, so I'll go back first. By the way, this is really strange. If there are any results, don't forget to tell me."

Watching An Xin, dressed in sportswear, walk briskly towards the school, I smiled from the bottom of my heart.

I didn't hide the truth about my relationship with Anxin from Pidan.

But when I sent Anxin to school, I told Pidan: Life experiences are the most transformative for people.

An Xin today is a testament to this statement.

A fulfilling campus life and interactions with many peers have made her no longer fixated on the "prophecy" made by "that uncle"...

"Ding dong!"

As soon as the door opened, Tong Xiangnan was taken aback. He tilted his head to look at the thing Erpang was carrying and asked, "What is this...?"

"A gift for you!" I said with a smile, gesturing for Erpang to carry the person inside. "Just put him on the sofa!"

Watching Erpang carry the person into the house, Tong Xiangnan adjusted his glasses, squinted hard, and asked me, "Who is this?"

"Uncle, a new challenge! With him around, you probably won't want to talk to me anymore for a while!"

I put my arm around Tong Xiangnan's shoulder and led him into the house. After we sat down, I recounted what had happened since this morning.

"You mean... he's not him? He's become someone else?" Tong Xiangnan stared blankly at the guy who was fast asleep on the sofa.

"Personally, I definitely think so. But my body is still the same; the only thing that's changed is that..."

I tapped my head and pointed to Gu Haitao on the sofa, "He drank too much. His body is honest. He was sober the whole way, but he really couldn't hold on any longer when he got to the entrance of the community, and that's how he ended up like this."

Tong Xiangnan looked at me: "You want me to hypnotize him? To find out who is currently dominating his consciousness?"

I said, "Uncle, don't be so professional. Just hypnotize him and ask him his surname, his given name, and what he did before."

Tong Xiangnan leaned back on the sofa, touched his nose, and glanced at me sideways, saying, "Is it because I ask you to come over every few days that you're annoyed, so you find a kid to cheer me up?"

"Do you think I am that kind of person?"

I shook my head vigorously, rubbing my cheeks. "Whether what I said is true or not, once he sobers up, with your abilities, you'll find out in just a few questions."

Tong Xiangnan nodded slightly. "It seems there really are all sorts of strange things. By the way, what did you say about his deceased wife's name?"

"Qiaomei, what's your surname again...?"

"Ji!" Erpang turned his head and said, "I remember it very well, Ji Qiaomei!"

"Oh."

Tong Xiangnan nodded, then narrowed his eyes.

I noticed his strange reaction and was about to ask when I saw him still squinting, his narrow eyes fixed on the person on the sofa, revealing a strange glint in his eyes, as he said resentfully:
"They really want me to settle scores and seek revenge!"

(End of this chapter)