Chapter 165: Hell Style
Lao Jiu and other underworld officials are very active in upholding the dignity of the underworld.
Therefore, Jiang Wei's worry about lack of manpower was barely solved with the help of the ghosts, but the solution was a little less earthly.
"Just let the brothers put on some skin and take your official credentials, it's a simple matter." Lao Jiu waved his hand casually, as if he had a huge army behind him.
Jiang Wei frowned, "...human skin?"
"Cardboard." Qin Qinsen sneered. In the end, he was the one doing the work.
Qin Qinsen tilted his head to look at Boss Huang, who was whispering with Hong Guangbai. He turned his palm upwards, like a child asking his father for pocket money. "I want to buy a large amount of yellow paper. Jiang Wei will pay."
In an emergency, Jiang Wei agreed immediately.
Boss Huang took out two boxes from the small room behind him and threw them into the middle of the living room, raising clouds of dust.
Qin Qinsen quickly opened the cardboard box, took out all the yellow paper inside, and started tearing it up. While tearing the paper, he asked Lao Jiu how many sheets he needed.
"Three hundred? Five hundred?" Lao Jiu scratched his head and said with a wry smile under Qin Qinsen's slightly fierce gaze, "Why would I need so much? I'm just helping with the case. Thirty or fifty is more than enough."
Jiang Wei and Lao Jiu, who was holding the yellow paper, left in a hurry, but Qin Qinsen was still sitting on the sofa cutting paper.
The authorities had to send people to protect innocent people, but he...
"Where are you going?"
The man who was doing the handicraft silently suddenly stood up and walked out, and Boss Huang hurriedly asked him.
"The Luo family."
The Luo family prides themselves on being a wealthy family. After Luo Nanchen's father passed away, the family moved to a luxurious villa in the suburbs.
It is surrounded by mountains and water, and the environment is quiet.
It’s a pity that they didn’t take into account the speed of urban economic development and population growth. With the increasing number of vehicles, there is not much difference between living in the suburbs and living in the next city.
There is always traffic jam when driving from the city center to Luo's house.
Two hours later, Qin Qinsen was squatting on the side of the road wrapped in a blanket kindly provided by Boss Huang, looking very miserable, as if he was about to vomit.
"I told you to take the subway, then the bus, and finally take a taxi at the South Gate, but you didn't believe me. With your small body, you're definitely going to get carsick. Drink some water."
The car pulled over and Boss Huang took out a bottle of mineral water from the trunk and handed it to a guy who refused to listen.
Spitting out the water from his mouth, Qin Qinsen's voice was dry, "It's convenient to drive."
"Where else do you want to go?"
Before Qin Qinsen could reply, Hong Guangbai came out from the driver's seat and continued, "Yuxia Mountain."
Qin Qinsen gave everyone a thumbs up, rubbed his face a few times, and only stood up after the dizziness passed.
Walking towards the ostentatious manor-style building.
"You really don't need us to accompany you?"
Qin Qinsen waved his hands with his back to the two people beside the car, and said in a steady tone, "Today, there will be a noble person to help you, so it's better to go out."
——Obviously impossible.
Not to mention that the bodyguards at the door were not just for show, he couldn't climb over a four or five meter high wall by himself.
"Brother, you're too late."
Several people wearing sunglasses and holding cameras emerged from behind the bushes. One of them, a young man in a baseball cap, looked at Qin Qinsen with regret on his face. He pointed at his colleagues who were busy cleaning up after eating and said, "The Luo family's car just drove in, and we've finished filming. Which media outlet are you from? Why are you so uninformed?"
"I...Huang family."
When did this new company emerge? I've never heard of it before...
The man in the baseball cap shrugged nonchalantly and put his arm around Qin Qinsen's shoulder in a friendly manner. "You don't look that old, you must have just graduated, right?"
It was as if he saw his once ignorant self on Qin Qinsen's childish face. When he first entered the industry, the teacher he followed was not only unreliable, but also looked down on him for not having enough academic qualifications and left all the dirty work to him alone.
Everyone has their first time struggling in society. The man in the baseball cap gently patted Qin Qinsen on the back, motioning him to follow.
The two of them walked, one in front and one behind, around the grass beside the main gate and went inside along the green belt.
"See? From this angle, you're facing the gate. Look up."
Following the guidance of the baseball cap, Qin Qinsen accurately captured the scenery high up on the left.
"The master bedroom on the second floor is behind that banyan tree." He pressed down the brim of his hat, as if he felt he had said too much, and with a "tsk" sound, he was about to leave.
Suddenly a voice came from the side.
"Don't take the elevator today. It's only the seventh floor. Consider it a workout."
After Qin Qinsen finished speaking, he smiled and nodded at him, turned around, took out his mobile phone, and concentrated on studying the angle.
The sudden weird words caught the man in the baseball cap off guard. Just as he was about to ask, he saw that Qin Qinsen had a few small paper figures made of yellow paper in his hand. With a flick of his hand, the paper figures landed on the ground, stood firmly, and ran towards the Luo family mansion.
"you!!!!"
The baseball cap behind him made a sharp sound similar to the boiling of an old-fashioned kettle, which caused Qin Qinsen to make a silencing gesture.
The paper figures split into two groups. One group climbed up the tree and headed along the trunk towards the master bedroom on the second floor. The other group followed the wall and sneaked into the Luo family mansion.
"Shh-"
Qin Qinsen tapped the man in the baseball cap with his index finger. "Thank you for your advice. Remember what I said when you go back. Don't take the elevator. Walk more. Don't go out before nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
The man in the baseball cap widened his eyes in horror and watched his body walk towards the bushes where he had just hidden.
There were his colleagues, peers, and the tripod he had not had time to put away.
It was not until he walked out of the Luo family's area that the man in the baseball cap regained control of his body. He immediately grabbed his things and ran away.
On the other side, Qin Qinsen sat on the ground with his eyes closed, hidden by the bushes. It seemed as if there were two display screens in his mind, one on the left and one on the right, showing the movements of the two teams of paper people.
Under his control, the paper people on the first floor explored the Luo family mansion, walked through the living room, passed by the kitchen, and finally stopped in front of the door of the room with the strongest evil aura.
At this moment, the paper figurine on the second floor grunted and tumbled down from the master bedroom balcony, carrying a simple-looking key. Before it landed, it was almost seen by the servant carrying the tea tray. Qin Qinsen immediately controlled the paper figurine to let go of the key and restore the paper to its proper weight.
From the servant's perspective, it was just a gust of evening breeze blowing up a few fallen leaves.
When there was no one around, the paper man raised the key again and rushed towards his companions.
The living room was bustling with activity. Besides Luo's mother, there were several other shareholders, as well as relatives from the Luo family's side branches. It was easy to guess why—they were vying for the position of head of the Luo family.
Although the Luo family is getting worse and worse, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Without Luo Nanchen, any of their relatives can come forward to compete.
What's more, these people already hold shares, so it's only natural.
But Luo's mother was very calm. She did not look like she was "fainting frequently due to excessive grief" as shown on the TV screen. Instead, she was in high spirits, as if something good was about to happen.
Qin Qinsen controlled the lone paper man and hid him in a flowerpot, almost blending in with the lush tropical plants.
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