Thriller Night Talk

Translator-Rhapsodite

Editor-PerpetualMreow, Proofreader-Ghostie

Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan’an looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus.

Whether it was bluffing or not, at least they now had a good reason to stay with Cai Mingjian and Su Lan.

“Yeah.”

Wei Fuyuan took out his mobile phone, pressed on the screen, and said.

“I’ll send an email to the manager first to ask about it.”

Of course, his text message was sent to his own family, Bei Quan.

Today, Wei Fuyuan still maintained an average frequency of four messages an hour, but after reporting the situation in the early morning, there was not much left to say. But he was like an internet addict teenager. As soon as he touched the phone, he wanted to flirt with Bei Quan, and he couldn’t help but send another text message.

Wei Fuyuan didn’t know what Bei Quan was doing, but it seemed that he was really busy.

Bei Quan would occasionally reply to him, but the content was very brief, mostly a few “good jobs”, “keep up the good work” and other encouragement, but did not give them any guidance and left them to their own devices.

At noon, Wei Fuyuan called Bei Quan again, and this time it was quickly answered.

At the other end of the phone, Bei Quan’s voice was gentle and magnetic, when Wei Fuyuan heard his voice, he could imagine the curve of his lips when he spoke, and the gentle smile in his eyes.

It was a pity that Bei Quan seemed to be very busy. He only said a few words in a hurry before someone asked him to hang up.

The entire call lasted only for one minute and twenty-eight seconds.

Wei Fuyuan reluctantly stared at the time recorded on his phone, his heart was incomparably resentful.

He didn’t even know where Bei Quan was right now, let alone whom he was with.

This time Cai Mingjian took the initiative to ask for their help, and Wei Fuyuan thought it was a good entry point. He could just use this to talk a little more with Bei Quan, and it would be better to trick him into calling him back or something.

Cai Mingjian, who had made several attempts to invite the “high people”, and yet met with ineffective results was, in fact, more or less discouraged.

When he heard that Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan’an’s company could help them solve their Yin and Yang problems, he just held the mentality of giving medicine to a dead horse and decided to keep trying again and again.

T/N- is a Chinese idiom meaning to keep trying everything in a desperate situation

Seeing that Wei Fuyuan did not immediately promise, and only replied that he had to consult with his superiors first, Cai Mingjian was slightly relieved and felt that their company was reliable, and likely not a scam.

Elder sister Su’s cooking skills were actually good, but everyone had their own worries. Because of this, the meal was tasteless, and no one paid any mind to the quality of the dishes.

The night was getting late, Wei Fuyuan, Jiang Nan’an, and Cai Mingjian decided to take turns to bath.

Su Lan, who was originally a girl, loved cleanliness the most, but because she had almost drowned in the bathtub, she didn’t have the guts to stay alone in the bathroom, which could be a deadly trap, and only let her husband pour a basin of water and scrubbed herself in the room casually.

Wei Fuyuan was the third to wash.

He neatly stripped off his clothes, adjusted the water temperature to a suitable temperature, put on the shower gel, and quickly washed it away. The speed was so fast that it could be called a “battle bath“.

T/N- A battle bath is a bath that soldiers take between battles using their spare time in combat, usually just a shower.

When Wei Fuyuan was almost done, a snow-white shadow suddenly passed through the wall and crashed into his arms.

It was the little fox, Guan Hu Su Ying.

Technically speaking, Guan Hu Su Ying was a refined animal spirit, not an entity, so even if it leapt directly into the shower, it would not get soaked by the water drops.

But Wei Fu Yuan still reflexively turned off the faucet and picked up the little fox with one hand.

“What’s going on?”

Wei Fuyuan could not understand Guan Hu Su Ying, and could only watch it anxiously scratch his chest with its paws, “Did the black shadow appear?”

Guan Hu Su Ying nodded its head quickly and was so anxious that it almost opened its mouth and bit him.

Wei Fuyuan did not care that his body was full of water droplets as he put on his clothes as fast as he could, then opened the door and rushed out.

He bumped into Jiang Nan’an in the corridor in front of the bathroom.

Comrade Jiang saw his ugly expression and Guan Hu Su Ying squatting on his shoulder, and he hastily asked.

“What’s wrong?”

Wei Fuyuan grabbed the other party’s arm, “Where is Su Lan?”

Jiang Nan’an immediately understood, “She and Cai Mingjian are in their room. He said he wants to wash up!”

While he spoke, Wei Fuyuan turned and ran towards the second floor.

As soon as the two of them got upstairs, they heard a heart-piercing scream from the master bedroom, and the voice was Su Lan’s.

Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan’an rushed forward in two steps, slammed open the door of the room, and instinctively opened their Eyes of Heaven.

The moment they opened the door, they saw a black shadow coiled in the corner of the room while Su lan hid by the door, shrinking in her husband’s arms. She was so afraid that she couldn’t even scream.

The movement of the two men opening the door stirred the black shadow.

The shadow instantly leaped up and jumped towards the window.

“It’s going to run away again!” 𝓫𝓮𝒹𝓷ℴ𝓿ℯ𝓵.𝓬ℴ𝓶

Wei Fuyuan shouted, chased the black shadow, and then, like last night, jumped out of the window with a hand on the windowsill.

Jiang Nan’an also wanted to chase, but just then the frightened Su Lan reached out and grabbed the corner of his coat, like a drowning man holding on to a life-saving straw, and refused to let go.

Comrade Jiang was not the one to be easily soft-hearted, but the one who pulled his clothes was the woman he once loved and still couldn’t completely let go of. So he couldn’t bear to struggle, and could only turn back to ask Su Lan to let go of him while trying to calm her down.

This delay was more than half a minute.

When Jiang Nan’an came to the window and stretched out his head to look down, he could only see an empty backyard, and the vague outlines of the mountains and forests farther away hidden in the dark night, not to mention the black shadow and Wei Fuyuan, even a bird could not be seen.

“Fuck!”

Jiang Nanan’s face turned blue in a swish.

——It’s over!

——He fucking lost Bei Quan’s, precious baby!

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Saturday, August 7, 9:20 p.m.

Bei Quan, Qingzhu, and A’Liu were sitting in a conference room of the County Public Security Bureau. The conference table in front of them was covered with print-out papers and photos.

“It should be this guy.”

A police officer used a marker to draw a circle on an enlarged photo and circled a person’s head.

It was a screenshot of the image captured by the long-distance bus’ surveillance.

The photo belonged to a middle-aged man, looking to be in his early forties, slim, wearing a wide-brimmed fisherman’s hat with the brim down to his eyebrows, wearing a black or dark gray long-sleeved shirt in the middle of summer. The first impression of his body language was not good.

The surveillance camera of the long-distance bus had limited resolution. Even after correction and magnification, the face of the man in black was still indistinct, and one could only barely tell that the man had a thin chin and a straight nose and should look quite handsome.

“This man was sitting behind Wang Baotai.”

The police officer stuck the photo to the glass wall with a magnetic nail, and the pen cap poked at the photo, pointing out Wang Baotai sitting in front of the man.

Wang Baotai in the photo did not yet know that his life had entered the countdown, and he was burying his head on his mobile phone.

“Do you have a clearer picture?”

Qingzhu asked.

“Yes.”

The police officer attached two more photos on the glass wall.

One was a screenshot of the surveillance in the bus station, the accuracy was clearer than the bus surveillance, and the angle was a bit more correct.

The man in black had a pale and thin face, with deep eye sockets, a straight nose, and thin lips; it was a good-looking face, but it gave off an inexplicable feeling of femininity.

The other photo was an ID card.

The man surnamed Tang on the certificate was 43 years old this year. Judging from the first few digits of the ID number, his ancestral home should be in a third-tier town in H province, but he now lived in S city.

Qingzhu frowned slightly.

“The photo on the ID does look a bit like the one in black, but a closer look reveals that the two of them do not have the same chin and eye contours.”

“That’s right.”

The police officer nodded, “We’ve contacted this Tang, but he hasn’t left S City at all in the past two months, so it’s not him in the car.”

The officer paused and added.

“It wasn’t until we got to him that the man discovered that the ID card he had put in his bag had somehow been lost.”

Qing Zhu stroked his chin, “So, someone stole his ID, and also impersonated his identity to follow Wang Baotai in the car?”

The officer nodded and poked the photo of the man in black with his pen cap again.

“We’ve asked Wang Baotai’s father, Grandpa Wang, to look at the photo, and he said he’d seen this man before.”

Bei Quan’s eyes flickered slightly.

——He had expected it.

“Old Master Wang said that before he fell, this man came to their house to do registration, saying that he was going to build some kind of system for the elderly in the village. But we asked the Wang family’s neighbors, and they all said there was no such thing. I’m afraid the other party has long been eyeing the Wang family.”

The police officer said, looking at Bei Quan.

“I’m afraid the piece of paper under the threshold of the Wang family was put there at that time.”

Bei Quan smiled and did not answer.

Qingzhu asked again, “Have you found out the true identity of this man in black?”

The two officers shook their heads together.

“Unfortunately, not yet.”

The officer paused and continued.

“But the task force has already matched in the information database, and we should be able to get results soon.”

In modern society, unless one ran into the Daxing’anling mountain or was a savage who lived in seclusion in the mountains, it would be very, very difficult to completely hide their identity.

But what Bei Quan was pondering at this time was another problem.

When the police investigated the murder, they would certainly ponder the reason for Wang Baotai’s murder.

They did not know Wang Baotai’s birth date and certainly would not consider that he was targeted by the killer because of the pure Yin of the Four Pillars in his Eight Characters.

Therefore, the police would start with conventional thinking and reason with the possibility of love murder, grievances, interest disputes, and murder for money. Naturally, they were more inclined to investigate Wang Baotai’s social situation.

However, Bei Quan knew that the only reason Wang Baotai became the victim of the skinning case was because of his special Eight Characters.

And now it seemed that the murderer has been eyeing Wang Baotai for a long time and has been trying to lure him back to his hometown—— he must have already figured out where and how to do it.

——But if that was so, where did the murderer get Wang Baotai’s birth date from?

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Ghostie pointing at a certain surnamed Jiang: Get this man a girlfriend ψ(._. )>