Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

In the dilapidated room, Xiao He lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, quietly watching the old-fashioned electric light on the ceiling above his head flickering.

In this day and age, only an old hotel in such a remote, dirty, and dilapidated location would use electrical appliances that seem to be products of the last century.

However, it was precisely because of these "advantages" that Xiao He was able to check in without showing his Alliance ID to the hotel owner.

After handing over some Alliance Coins he had taken from Zhao Hu and his companions to the shifty-looking hotel owner, Xiao He was given a cramped room to stay in temporarily.

Thinking of this, Xiao He was suddenly grateful for the original owner's identity as a gambling addict. Because of this identity, he had met many people from all walks of life who made a living in the underworld, which is how he learned about the existence of this hotel.

"Those bodies should have been found by now."

Xiao He thought to himself.

After learning that the masked, burly men were there to cause him trouble, he immediately ordered the Hanging Ghost to trap them.

When he stepped outside, intending to ask if the men had come to the wrong door or looked for the wrong person, he immediately recognized the baseball bat in the hand of the burly man in the lead and the hairstyle that had left a deep impression on him.

In that instant, Xiao He suddenly realized what was going on.

This group of people really didn't choose the wrong people.

Although he didn't know why those people wanted to kill him after getting his house, since they made the first move, Xiao He naturally couldn't just surrender and become a lamb to the slaughter.

So he immediately issued new instructions to the hanged ghost.

Kill them!

He didn't feel particularly uncomfortable or distressed about the killings, perhaps because he hadn't killed these people with his own hands.

"Stay here for a few days, and we'll start making money once things have calmed down a bit."

Xiao He knew that people outside were searching for him everywhere, both openly and secretly.

There's no way around it; any normal person would know that his sudden disappearance must be related to the deaths of those corpses.

He had considered blaming the deaths of those people on the hanged ghost, hoping to distance himself from the matter, but then he thought of something else.

It's easy to sever ties overtly, but it's impossible to completely erase the relationships that exist covertly.

If those people in the shadows wanted him to be buried with the dead, given his status as an unemployed vagrant and orphan, he probably wouldn't even be noticed if he disappeared.

Rather than passively taking a beating, it's better to take the initiative, anyway...

"Anyway, I won't be myself anymore in a month."

A series of thoughts flashed through Xiao He's mind. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

A month later, he will possess a new corpse, acquire a new identity, and say goodbye to his past gambling addict "Xiao He" for good.

Even if people, whether overt or covert, eventually find him, they will only find a corpse that is already dead.

......

For the next few days, Xiao He kept an eye on the outside world through the black-and-white television in his room.

It's important to understand that the deaths of six people in Binhai City at once are definitely enough to make the front page of the city's Alliance Daily, not to mention that these six people were killed under mysterious circumstances, and that their identities were intricately linked to the Zhou Group, the largest enterprise in the city.

During this period, in addition to keeping an eye on what was happening outside, Xiao He also learned a lot about Binhai City, including the history of the Zhou Group's rise to power.

However, to Xiao He's surprise, the front page headline of the Binhai City Alliance Daily was not the "Shocking! Bizarre Incident in the Old Town: Six Strong Men Die Mysteriously," as he had imagined, but rather...

"The bizarre heart-removal incident in Fugui Residential Area?"

As Xiao He watched the League news broadcast on the black-and-white television, his eyes trembled slightly.

He never expected that there would be other strange things vying for his attention!

Ahem... Although Xiao He was genuinely grateful to that strange fellow he had never met before, after all, such a show-off would definitely help him draw away most of the city patrols, giving him time to "communicate" with those wealthy people in the underworld.

But when Xiao He looked at the corpses with their hearts removed on the television, his brows furrowed.

Perhaps it was the lingering humanity within him that allowed him to retain a trace of compassion, but at this moment, he felt more fear of the eerie.

In any world, the oldest fears come from the unknown.

And the eerie represents the unknown.

Even though the world has divided the supernatural into twelve categories, there are still some supernatural phenomena that are not well known to the world.

For example, the bizarre heart-ripping incident reported on TV is caused by a strange creature that has never appeared before. The news anchor on TV temporarily calls it the "Black Heart Monster".

Because every heart that is dug out by a wicked and treacherous person will turn black.

Although Xiao He himself was a strange creature, it was hard to guarantee that some powerful strange creatures wouldn't eat him like a snack.

After all, some strange creatures will eat strange creatures.

Thinking of this, Xiao He picked up the remote control next to him, turned off the black and white TV with poor picture quality, and lay down on the bed again with his hands behind his head.

Now that he has a "good brother" sharing his attention, how could he not make good use of it?

Lying in bed, he carefully recalled the memories in his mind, secretly pondering which kind-hearted person from the underworld to target first.

After a moment, Xiao He's eyes flickered slightly.

"I've chosen you!"

......

Wang Jingyi, 49 years old this year, runs an antique shop in a distinctive ancient town in the western district of Binhai City.

As this distinctive ancient town is a key tourism area supported by Binhai City, it attracts a constant stream of tourists from other places every year, providing a steady stream of customers for Wang Jingyi's antique shop.

Although there are few customers who buy antiques, antique shops are a business where "you can go three years without making any business, but once you do, you can live off it for three years."

This is why Wang Jingyi, who is not yet fifty years old, achieved financial freedom early on. He drives a luxury car worth millions and lives in a villa worth tens of millions. In this ancient and distinctive town, Wang Jingyi can be said to be the richest man in the world.

However, all of this was just a disguise that Wang Jingyi put on for himself.

In reality, Wang Jingyi's business was not legitimate at all. Most of the antiques sold in this shop were modern imitations, with only a very small number being genuine antiques with a certain history.

In fact, selling modern counterfeit goods was just one of Wang Jingyi's ways to make money. His real money came from selling things dug up from the ground. It was through this major source of income, coupled with some unscrupulous methods, that Wang Jingyi became the richest man in the town today.

Wang Jingyi was in an extremely pleasant mood today. He sat on the pear wood chair he had acquired at a high price, slowly savoring the tea he had treasured for many years, with a look of pure enjoyment on his face.

Just yesterday, after making inquiries from various sources, he finally found some clues about Xiao He.

As someone who makes a living through shady dealings, Wang Jingyi naturally has connections. After all, you can't survive in this world without connections, and his connection is none other than the Zhou Group, the largest enterprise group in Binhai City today.

Not long ago, the Zhou Group gave their underlings, who were involved in shady dealings, a death order: they must find a gambling addict named Xiao He. They even said that as long as they provided clues, they could become Long Ge's apprentices and live a life of luxury.

"Tsk tsk, this tea tastes really good. I'll have to ask Old Li for some more next time."

Wang Jingyi took a small sip of the tea in his cup, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. Then he raised his hand to check the time and muttered to himself, "It's been so long, why hasn't that guy come yet? He has absolutely no sense of time."

If he hadn't been absolutely certain that the photo of Xiao He that guy showed him online yesterday was taken recently, he wouldn't have waited for the other party to come to the store so early in the morning.

Just as Wang Jingyi was complaining a few more times, a man dressed in black, wearing a black hat and sunglasses hurriedly walked in. The shop assistants in the antique shop were about to go forward to greet him when they saw the man in black walk straight towards Wang Jingyi.

"Wang Jingyi?" the man in black called out to Wang Jingyi, his voice low and hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingyi first sized the other person up. Seeing that the person was dressed very conservatively, he immediately understood the person's identity. So he tentatively asked, "You're the helpful netizen?"

The man in black nodded.

"Enthusiastic Netizen" is his online nickname.

"Come on, let's go inside and talk."

Wang Jingyi nodded, revealing a kind smile, which, combined with his overweight figure, made him seem more approachable.

Led by Wang Jingyi, the two soon arrived at a room filled with various old objects that looked quite vintage.

After Wang Jingyi entered, he sat directly behind a rosewood desk. On the wall behind him hung a calligraphy scroll with four large characters written in a flamboyant style: "Heaven and Earth's Righteousness".

It is only natural to seek profit in business.

This is Wang Jingyi's motto for doing business.

Wang Jingyi cut to the chase and asked, "Where is that person now?"

"Where's the money?"

The man in black spoke in a low voice. Although Wang Jingyi couldn't see the man's face clearly in the dim, flickering light, he immediately pictured a stern, unpleasant face based on the man's cold tone.

Although the man in black wasn't very "friendly," Wang Jingyi kept a smile on his face. After all, it's business, so it's normal.

"The money is here."

Wang Jingyi smiled and pulled a black box from under the table. Inside, it was overflowing with Alliance Coins: "Two hundred thousand in cash, not a penny less. Want to count it?"

Trading 200,000 Alliance Coins for a clue would have been a losing proposition in the past, but for Wang Jingyi now, 200,000 is nothing. If he uses that money to get a stepping stone, he can definitely make a profit. Besides, this stepping stone might not even cost any money.

"No."

The man in black continued in a low voice,

"The clues about Xiao He..."

Wang Jingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly making up his mind that after confirming the authenticity of the clues, he would immediately silence the other party, so that only he could know the clues about Xiao He.

However, for some reason, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart, as if something was secretly watching him.

"Right in front of you."

The man in black's deep voice suddenly changed, becoming very young.

"What?"

Wang Jingyi was slightly taken aback, but after years of being in the underworld, he quickly realized the meaning behind those words.

"You're Xiao He!?"

His expression changed, and he exclaimed in surprise. He then quickly pulled out a pistol from under the rosewood table and pointed it at the forehead of the man in black, Xiao He.

When Wang Jingyi was young, his favorite business was double-crossing, so no matter what business he did, he would always have a backup plan.

Just as Wang Jingyi was about to pull the trigger, the lights suddenly went out, plunging the entire room into darkness.

boom!