Chapter 555: Genting Residence
Tu Lanxun decided to take on this commission.
It was mainly for money, and a little bit because she and Tao Si were friends when they were children.
That was when they were very young. Tao Si had an impetuous personality since she was little, while Tu Lanxun was more obedient. Adults usually said to Tao Si, "Can you learn to be as polite as Lanlan?", and to Tu Lanxun, "Look how generous Sisi is."
It’s better not to mention what happened later.
Gao Shan Yangzhi sent a message saying that he couldn't find his brother-in-law's whereabouts. Tao Si's uncle had obviously escaped. Tu Lanxun actually suspected that even if Gao Shan Yangzhi went around and found the person, the bronze lynx would no longer be in that person's hands.
N was fiddling with something in the bathroom, and Tu Lanxun planned to wait for him to come out and borrow the pocket watch.
Tu Lanxun was turning the grilled sausages idly. Each one was emitting an aroma of oil. They were eager to burst open. The cracks were crispy and hard, and juice was still oozing out from inside. This was the last bag.
The convenience store has become very popular. There is always a queue in front of the checkout counter. It is said that there are ghosts from the other side of Lucheng who come here specially. The material life of the ghosts is extremely boring. There is already a fifth ghost sitting in front of the 24-hour Sunshine Convenience Store, crying and stuffing food into his mouth.
Of course, most of the food in the store is almost sold out, but at this rate it can only last another day.
Liu Maosheng kindly reminded Tu Lanxun: "I heard that a group of ghosts from surrounding cities are heading this way."
So I may not be able to hold on for a day.
Tu Lanxun's headache returned. She needed to restock, but her supplier sent a message saying no drivers were willing to deliver. This time, even the ghostly driver couldn't help.
Because when Tu Lanxun was running around in Guihua Town, a logistics driver who was delivering goods had an accident.
The matter was not a big deal, he just had a fever for several days after returning home, but this person somehow realized that he was possessed, and he became delirious. As soon as he recovered, he told the terrifying experience in the small group of employees, and the story spread from one group to another. As a result, all the express delivery and logistics practitioners in Lucheng refused to come to the development zone.
It is said that when passing a high-rise residential area in the development zone, the driver suddenly saw a woman blocking the road on the side of the road. He couldn't describe what the woman looked like, but her hair was draped in front of her face, her arms and shoulders hunched forward, and she suddenly threw herself on his windshield.
The driver was dozing off but was startled awake in broad daylight. He slammed on the brakes and the steering wheel knocked his nose down by 0.001 centimeters.
When he woke up from his dream, he found a roll of money in his pocket, which was as much as one month's salary.
Someone in the small group of logistics staff asked: Could it be ghost money?
Of course not, it is brand new cash with non-consecutive numbers.
Some people also said: Did this guy let a female ghost act like a duck for him?
But anyway, the driver went home and took a week off, telling everyone he knew he had absolutely no money in his pockets—it would have taken a lot of effort to clutch such a large roll of cash. Anyway, the money had appeared out of thin air, so who else but a ghost could have done it?
Tu Lanxun has something to say about this. The first two times she let the ghost-possessed driver deliver the goods was indeed a violation of human rights, so she would ask the ghost who helped drive to give the driver some more money on her behalf.
Who would have thought such a thing would happen? According to N and Liu Maosheng's analysis, the driver must have been affected by a residential complex he passed through, causing the possession to fail midway. That complex was called Yunding Mingju, one of the most dead places in the development zone.
Genting Mingju, a property that was once very valuable, has fallen in value since the mysterious invasion. Then, when a family that had entrenched themselves inside was wiped out and six white stretchers were carried out of the building, the place was completely abandoned along with the dilapidated development zone.
Tu Lanxun was worried about finding logistics, so he made many calls to local third-party logistics companies, big and small, but none of them were willing to take the job, even if he paid more.
Before being rejected on paper, I could still use some tricks to get someone to drive the car in, but now, if I possess him again, I'm afraid it will attract unnecessary attention.
In the end, only a small logistics company with little business agreed to help Tu Lanxun inquire.
Is this all she can do for now? Tu Lanxun refused to sit still and wait for her fate to end. She immediately opened a local used car website (the agricultural and industrial version) and placed an order for a used pickup truck.
Under the country's policies, motor vehicle driver's licenses are divided into two categories. Except for special operation mechanical vehicles, Class I licenses can drive heavy trucks and all other types of vehicles below, and Class II licenses can drive small trucks and some other types of vehicles below. Tu Lanxun holds a Class II driver's license.
If we don’t deliver it to her, can’t she just pick it up herself?
Tu Lanxun's head started to hurt again. The two warehouses she signed contracts for were both near villages and towns outside Lucheng. A round trip would take a whole day. Looking at the capacity of the truck, would she have to set aside two days a week to transport goods?
At least there is a way out here. On the other side, Gao Shan Yangzhi has unceremoniously sent all the information of his brother-in-law to Tu Lanxun.
The brother-in-law's name is Qin Jie. He is a handsome man. Among the more successful middle-aged men, he is one of those who has not developed a belly. Tu Lanxun stopped watching him.
Does Qin Jie have a chronic disease? A long medical history is attached to his resume.
It cannot be said to be a chronic disease, it is lupus erythematosus. Modern medical technology is very advanced. As long as this disease is properly maintained and controlled, it will not affect your life too much.
But who among those who are sick doesn't want to be completely healthy? I heard that some wealthy people even get regular blood transfusions.
Tu Lanxun immediately took out the golden mirror. It was covered with two ugly pieces of tape, which were sealed by N. She asked, "Does absorbing souls to nourish oneself have anything to do with blood ties?"
The golden mirror replied, "I don't know."
It truly didn't know, having already vomited out everything it could. Perhaps fearing Tu Lanxun wouldn't be satisfied, it cautiously added, "However, in my original world, there's an unfinished experiment where soul A and body B can be matched, just like hematopoietic stem cell or organ transplants. The matching and kinship are very high, and there's no clotting side effect."
The world described by the golden mirror is "Gray Cave".
In other words, if this experiment is also effective in the real world, then the best "soul medicine" for a critically ill patient is actually his or her own relatives.
The closer the match, the more beneficial it is and the better the effect.
Tu Lanxun felt a little disgusted. Cannibalism is cruel in itself, and one more thing should be added: family is the real tonic.
N just came out of the bathroom, wearing an apron and gloves. The bathroom light behind him was not on, but it was glowing. Every tile was polished as bright as a light bulb. He looked in a good mood.
"You want a pocket watch?" N raised his eyebrows. A chair clanged over automatically. He sat down and crossed his legs. "To save that Tao Si?"
Tu Lanxun nodded, but N still didn't give her the pocket watch. He frowned slightly and said, "You've been involved in this matter too frequently lately. It's better for you to stay away for a while."
Tu Lanxun knew this, but she gritted her teeth and said, "I'd like to avoid it, but the Bronze Lynx outside is a hidden danger. It's better to kill them all at once, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well."
After all, whether it was opening a convenience store or something else, wasn't it something she had to do after N forced her to go to the funeral home?
Tu Lanxun admitted that this was a rare opportunity, but also admitted that it was extremely dangerous. As for who lost out between her and N, it could only be said that it was a draw.
Just as N responded with a sneer, something placed under the cash register suddenly hit Tu Lanxun's ankle.
It’s the paper imitation of the bronze lynx, that is, the paper clone of the bronze lynx. It has had no response since it was brought back, and there is no way to contact the bronze lynx itself. Isn’t the connection cut off?
Tu Lanxun handed the cashier position to the computer ghost, grabbed the paper copper lynx and went into the warehouse on the first floor. N followed lazily, staring at her back.
After she entered, she remembered that this place had been converted into N's bedroom. She originally thought that N didn't need to sleep, but she didn't expect that the mattress was placed neatly on the floor, covered with a layer of dark green sheets, and there was an extra set of tables and chairs beside the bed, and the chair seats were also dark green.
The scent of grass and trees from N's body was floating here, and Tu Lanxun seemed to have entered a moist midnight forest.
The paper-like bronze lynx moved, and its paper chin suddenly spoke, "You're looking for me, right?"
Tu Lanxun felt a chill in his heart. The bronze lynx's ability was obviously superior to that of the golden mirror. It could bypass N's surveillance and talk to them directly with its clone.
She didn't answer, but remained silent, determined to take the initiative into her own hands.
The paper imitation bronze lynx continued, "The person you're looking for is with me. If you want her, let's meet at midnight tonight."
Tu Lanxun thought of many possibilities, but she never expected that Bronze Lynx would ask her out. Negotiable conditions often represent a harsh negotiating party.
Tu Lanxun breathed a sigh of relief: "Come to my place." I guarantee you will never come back.
The paper-like bronze lynx shook its head dangerously for a paper model. "Come find me."
Tu Lanxun refused to cooperate: "I'm not going." What a joke, only a fool would go.
The target can be stolen, robbed, or hunted down, but it cannot be seen by sneaking into the Hongmen Banquet.
If she went there and a truckload of people from Deshi Hospital and Black Forest showed up, wouldn't she be turned into a corpse tomorrow?
The paper-like bronze lynx said, "I promise they're not with me. If you come, I can tell you more about Deshi Hospital and answer any questions I can. I'll also return your friends to you."
"Of course, you have to do me a small favor. We can discuss the specific conditions, but I won't hurt you."
Tu Lanxun snorted coldly: "Watch your words, she is not my friend!"
However, at this moment, N interrupted the conversation and said, "Tell me your location."
She was shocked again. Wasn't N very reluctant to cause trouble? Why did he suddenly change his mind?
The paper imitation bronze lynx readily announced a location: "14th floor, Building A, Gate A, Genting Highlands. I'll meet you there at midnight tonight."
This time she reluctantly changed to Tu Lanxun, and there was even better news waiting for her, it was actually Genting Mingju!
The place where a family massacre happened, ghosts blocking the road were seen on the roadside, and the deathly aura was so strong that even possessed people would be ejected.
A haunted house among haunted houses, a gloomy building among gloomy buildings!
When she was trying to form a polite refusal, N replied, "Okay."
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