I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

Lin Ye only dozed off for a short while before falling asleep.

In his dream, he was standing in the Gu family's conference room, with Gu Mingyuan sitting on his left and Gu Wantang sitting on his right.

The anti-floating bottle was placed in the very center of the table.

Gu Mingyuan asked gently, "Mr. Lin, you said my father left a pocket watch for Wan Tang, where's the evidence?"

Gu Wantang looked at him coldly.

"How did you know that?"

Lin Ye looked down at the anti-floating bottle.

The anti-floating bottle slowly turned around, revealing a line of words on the bottom.

Customer service phone number for the crafts factory.

The next second, everyone in the conference room started clapping.

When Lin Ye woke up, his face was still pressed against the registration book.

He looked up, a mark left on his cheek from the paper.

It was very quiet inside the security booth.

The anti-floating bottle stood in the corner, and the flowers bloomed very stably.

Lin Ye stared at it for three seconds.

"Why do you even haunt my dreams?"

The anti-floating bottle, of course, wouldn't answer.

But Lin Ye always felt that it seemed to know everything.

When Uncle Zhao came to hand over the shift, he saw him like this and frowned.

"You didn't sleep again last night?"

Lin Ye wiped his face.

"Going to sleep."

Uncle Zhao looked at the mark on his face.

"Did you sleep in the registration book?"

Lin Ye was silent for a moment.

"This is called deep integration with the job."

Uncle Zhao put down his teacup.

"Stop merging. If this continues, you'll end up buried with the gatekeeper's chair sooner or later."

Lin Ye rubbed his temples.

He was so sleepy his mind was numb, but every time he closed his eyes, all he could think of were those few words from Grandpa Gu.

Old pocket watch.

Uncle Chen from Nanxi.

It's Gu Wantang's birthday.

A fake will.

And that number that was pressed very low.

A17.

He glanced at the register.

The contact number Gu Wantang left yesterday is on it.

But then he started to struggle with the decision again.

According to regulations, family members' information cannot be used indiscriminately.

Logically, he shouldn't be involved in this matter.

But in his conscience, he found it hard to pretend he hadn't heard it.

Lin Ye felt that this was the most annoying time in life.

Rules, reason, and conscience—three things standing on three different paths, each with its own justification.

All he wanted to do was go home and sleep.

Uncle Zhao noticed that he was staring at the register and tapped on the table.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Ye immediately closed the notebook.

"It's nothing."

Uncle Zhao squinted.

"Kobayashi, every time you say it's nothing, there's usually something going on."

Lin Ye sighed.

"Uncle Zhao, your observation skills are getting better and better."

Uncle Zhao snorted.

"It's not that I'm strong, it's just that your thoughts are written all over your face now. You used to be open and honest when you were poor, but now that you have money, you're acting all sneaky."

Lin Ye choked for a moment.

Uncle Zhao added another sentence.

"Of course, I'm not saying you weren't sneaky before. You were just sneaky because you didn't have money."

Lin Ye felt that Uncle Zhao's attack power was a bit too high this morning.

He packed his things, preparing to go back to his dormitory to catch up on sleep.

As I walked to the door, I couldn't help but turn back and glance at the Gu family's registration page.

Uncle Zhao, holding his teacup, said leisurely, "If you want to see, then see. Don't pretend."

Lin Ye paused.

"Uncle Zhao, if you knew someone might have been scammed, but telling them could get you into trouble too, would you say anything?"

Uncle Zhao paused for a moment while drinking his tea.

"What's the trouble?"

"It's quite big."

How big can it be?

Lin Ye thought for a moment.

"Bigger than the coffee shop owner."

Uncle Zhao fell silent.

Now, in Uncle Zhao's mind, the coffee shop owner has become a troublesome unit of measurement.

He put down his teacup.

"If it's just about money, avoid it if you can. If it's something that harms others, give them a heads-up if you can."

Lin Ye looked up.

Uncle Zhao looked at him.

"However, there's a proper way to offer advice. You can't just rush up to them and say, 'I know there's something wrong with your family.' People won't see you as a good person; they'll just think you're crazy."

Lin Ye nodded.

He had anticipated this perfectly.

People like Gu Wantang are definitely much more aware of fraud prevention than ordinary people.

If he had directly said that his grandfather had appeared to him in a dream from his grave last night, she would likely have called the police and had a doctor check his mental state.

Uncle Zhao patted him on the shoulder.

"Young people, it's fine to want to do good deeds, but you also need to protect yourselves."

Lin Ye said in a low voice, "Understood."

Back in his dorm, he lay in bed, unable to sleep.

He picked up his phone and then put it down again.

Put it down and then pick it up again.

He opened Lu Zhixia's WeChat, wanting to ask her a question.

If a stranger told you that a clue to your family's will was in an old pocket watch, what would you think?

After typing it, he deleted it.

The problem is too obvious.

Lu Zhixia is not stupid.

He used a more tactful version.

"Teacher Lu, if someone suddenly told you that they knew the location of an old item in your home, would you believe them?"

Lu Zhixia replied a few minutes later.

"It depends."

Lin Ye perked up.

"Under what circumstances would someone believe it?"

Lu Zhixia replied, "The other party was able to provide details that only family members would know."

Lin Ye looked at the screen.

He has that ability.

The pocket watch was broken.

The watch cover is engraved with the birthday.

Grandpa Gu found someone to fix it.

These should all be considered details.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when Lu Zhixia sent another message.

"But I will call the police first, and then investigate him."

Lin Ye placed his phone against his chest and closed his eyes.

well.

The professionals provided very practical answers.

Call the police.

Investigate him again.

The sequence is rigorous, and the destructive power is very strong.

He then opened Ningzhi's chat window.

After thinking about it, forget it.

Once Ning Zhi finds out, she'll probably be so excited she'll be writing headlines all night.

Cemetery security guard embroiled in controversy surrounding wealthy family's will.

This kind of headline is very effective at spreading.

When it gets to him, it's not a very friendly thing to say.

Lin Ye rolled over in bed.

He felt like a chicken standing by a pot.

Knowing full well that there might be meat in the pot, and also knowing that one could easily become the meat.

In the afternoon, he finally managed to sleep for two hours.

When I woke up, the sky was already a bit overcast.

He washed his face and returned to the cemetery.

All the way there, he kept thinking about how to start the conversation.

Version 1.

"Miss Gu, your grandfather has a pocket watch."

It was so sudden.

Like a liar.

Version 2.

"Miss Gu, I've heard some things about your grandfather."

Too vague.

Like a charlatan.

Version 3.

"Miss Gu, I dreamt about your grandfather last night."

This is the least usable option.

It's easy to directly access the folk culture channel.

Version 4.

"Miss Gu, did you break a pocket watch when you were a child?"

This detail is accurate enough.

But the question is, how did he know?

Lin Ye thought about it all the way, but finally realized that none of the reasons were reasonable.

His cheat ability is inherently abnormal, making it difficult to present it in a logical way.

It's like putting instant noodles on a Western-style plate.

No matter how fancy the plate is, the taste is still braised beef.

It was a little after six in the evening, and it wasn't completely dark yet.

As soon as Lin Ye arrived at the security booth, he saw a black sedan parked in front of it.

It's not like the row of minivans that Gu Jia drove yesterday.

There is only one.

The driver did not get out of the car.

Gu Wantang stood alone at the entrance of the cemetery.

She changed into a black coat, still holding the white chrysanthemum in her arms.

The wind ruffled her hair a little, but she stood firm.

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks.

It's really here.

Before he could even figure out how to start the conversation, he was already standing at the door.

It felt like the exam papers were handed out early, and before he could even write his name, the proctor had already started collecting the papers.

Gu Wantang saw him and her gaze fell on him.

"You're the one who registered me yesterday."

Lin Ye nodded subconsciously.

"Yes."

"Also on the night shift?"

"right."

Gu Wantang looked at him.

"So, are you at work now?"

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment.

"Just took over the job."

She nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Ye walked into the security booth and opened the registration book.

"Miss Gu, shall we go to pay our respects to Mr. Gu Huaizhang?"

Gu Wantang nodded.

"Um."

She signed the papers but didn't go inside immediately.

Lin Ye noticed that she hadn't brought any other members of the Gu family with her today.

Gu Mingyuan was not there.

I have no relatives.

There was no assistant.

Only herself.

When the Gu family and their group showed up together yesterday, they turned the cemetery into a conference room.

Now that she's standing alone at the door, she looks more like someone who's actually there to sweep the tombs.

Lin Ye carefully put away the register.

"There are still twenty minutes until closing time. Do you need me to show you the way?"

Gu Wantang said calmly, "No need, I remember."

After she finished speaking, she carried the flowers and walked inside.

Lin Ye stood behind the window, watching her figure gradually disappear into the distance.

His fingers slowly clenched.

The opportunity is right in front of us.

If I don't tell you, I still won't be able to sleep tonight.

I said I might be investigated tonight.

He glanced down at the anti-floating bottle.

The anti-floating bottle is very conspicuous under the light.

Lin Ye suddenly realized that what he needed right now was not anti-drifting.

It's to prevent people from becoming cowardly.

He gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the security booth.

"Miss Gu."

Gu Wantang stopped in her tracks.

She turned around.

The lights at the cemetery entrance shone on her face, making her complexion appear even paler.

"What's up?"

Lin Ye took two steps over.

The distance cannot be too close.

Getting too close feels like harassment.

He considered it for a moment before speaking.

"Your grandfather had an old pocket watch."

Gu Wantang's eyes flickered slightly.

It's very light.

If Lin Ye hadn't been trained by Lu Zhixia, Ning Zhi, Gu Mingyuan, and others during this period, he probably wouldn't have been able to tell at all.

But she didn't say anything.

Lin Ye continued, "Your birthday is engraved inside the watch case."

Gu Wantang tightened her grip on Bai Ju's fingers.

This time, there were significantly more actions.

She stared at Lin Ye.

"How did you know that?"

Lin Ye knew she would ask that question.

But when she was actually staring at me like that, my back still felt tense.

Gu Wantang's eyes don't look like Ning Zhi's.

Ning Zhi is trying to uncover a secret.

Gu Wantang was assessing whether he was in danger.

Lin Ye braced himself and said, "I have my own way."

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

He looks too much like a con artist.

Moreover, he's the kind of conman who doesn't survive more than three episodes in a TV series.

Gu Wantang was not angry.

There was no surprise.

She simply took her phone out of her bag and turned on the recording function.

The movements were very skillful.

Lin Ye's heart sank as he watched the red dot light up.

well.

We've entered the evidence preservation stage again.

Gu Wantang's voice was cold.

"Go on."

Looking at the recording interface on his phone, Lin Ye suddenly felt like he was interviewing for a job that could send him in at any time.

He had no choice but to continue.

"That pocket watch, you broke it once when you were little. Your grandfather had it repaired later."

Gu Wantang's expression finally changed.

She quickly pressed down, but not completely.

This proves that this matter is true.

And not many people know about it.

Lin Ye felt a little more confident.

"The pocket watch is no longer for home."

"Where?"

"Nanxi".

Gu Wantang looked at him.

"Be specific."

"Chen Guoxing, Uncle Chen. He used to be the Gu family's old butler."

The wind blows past the entrance to the cemetery.

Gu Wantang stood motionless.

She neither asked immediately nor denied it immediately.

The silence made Lin Ye even more nervous.

I was even more nervous than if she had directly called me a liar.

She spoke after a few seconds.

"Who told you these things?"

Lin Ye remained silent.

He considered many alternative ways of saying it.

Old friends.

I heard about it while passing by.

I found out by chance.

But under Gu Wantang's gaze, those words all seemed insignificant.

Like toilet paper to shield yourself from the rain.

In the end, all he could say was, "I can't say."

Gu Wantang gave a cold laugh.

"Can't you say, or are you afraid to say?"

Lin Ye thought about it seriously.

"Yes, we have them all."

Gu Wantang looked at him, her eyes growing even colder.

"If you were sent by Gu Mingyuan to test me, you've chosen the wrong person."

Lin Ye immediately shook his head.

"I am not."

"prove."

"I can't prove it."

After those words were spoken, the room fell silent.

Lin Ye himself felt hopeless.

He now resembles a suspicious person with neither evidence nor persuasive skills.

The only advantage is knowing the truth.

But the source of the truth cannot be revealed.

It's like being able to answer the questions in an exam, but not being able to write out the steps.

Gu Wantang put away her phone.

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

She turned to leave.

Lin Ye felt anxious.

"The copy of your grandfather's will is not with Gu Mingyuan."

Gu Wantang stopped in her tracks.

Lin Ye lowered his voice.

"The real clue is in the pocket watch. If you don't believe me, you can check if Chen Guoxing lives in Nanxi first. Once you find out, then decide whether you want to hear me continue."

Gu Wantang had her back to him and didn't turn around.

Lin Ye watched her retreating figure and continued, "Miss Gu, I don't need you to believe me now. You just need to investigate."

It was very quiet at the entrance to the cemetery.

A few pine and cypress trees in the distance swayed gently in the wind.

After a long time, Gu Wantang finally turned around.

She looked at Lin Ye.

What do you want?

Lin Ye was stunned.

"What?"

"Money, or something else?"

Lin Ye then realized what was happening.

She doesn't believe in unprovoked kindness in the world.

Especially for people who grew up in places like the Gu family.

Her first reaction to any kindness offered by others is not to be moved, but to evaluate it.

Lin Ye thought for a moment and said, "Not now."

Gu Wantang's eyes grew even colder.

"Now?"

Lin Ye immediately realized what was happening.

These two words sound too much like a charge for subsequent services.

He quickly changed his tune.

"No, what I mean is, I'm not here for the money."

Gu Wantang looked at him quietly.

Lin Ye's explanations only made things more confusing, so he eventually gave up.

"Never mind, you can check it first."

Gu Wantang did not speak again.

She took out a business card and handed it to him.

"Don't contact me using your registration information again."

Lin Ye accepted the business card.

White cardstock.

It only has a name and a number on it.

Gu Wantang.

Lin Ye glanced down and breathed a sigh of relief.

At least she didn't call the police directly.

This can be considered a partial victory.

Gu Wantang carried the white chrysanthemums as she walked into the cemetery.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped.

"Linye."

This was the first time she had called him by his name.

Lin Ye looked up.

Gu Wantang didn't turn around; her voice was cold.

"If you lie to me, no matter who sent you, I will make you regret it."

Lin Ye watched her retreating figure and nodded earnestly.

"clear."

Gu Wantang continued walking towards the East District.

Lin Ye stood at the door, holding the business card in his hand.

A night breeze blew by, cooling the sweat on his back.

He glanced down at the business card, then at the anti-floating bottle in the security booth.

"This time it really wasn't me being arrogant."

He said in a low voice.

"I really couldn't think of any other reason, so I just said it directly."

The anti-floating bottle remained silent.