Chapter 25 Investigation
Yu Zechuan did not see the caller ID clearly, he just sensed something strange through his sixth sense. His right hand with clear finger bones was stretched out and stopped in mid-air. His amber eyes stared deeply at Lu Yan, waiting for his answer.
“…”
The air suddenly became stagnant and so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but also like only a few seconds had passed. Lu Yan finally took action. He took out a cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Yu Zechuan. When the other party stretched out his hand to take it, he suddenly pulled it back: "Hey..."
He asked in a long tone, half-smiled, "Are you checking my post?"
Even though Yu Zechuan was not very worldly-wise, he knew that the word "查崗" was somewhat ambiguous. He raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "I was just joking. If you don't want to show it to me, forget it."
He was not Lu Yan's relative, so it was normal that the other party was unwilling to show it to him.
Yu Zechuan was about to sit back and eat his noodles when someone suddenly grabbed his wrist. He turned around and saw a mobile phone in front of him. A man's deep voice rang in his ears: "I was just teasing you. Look, you want to see it? I'll show you."
The cell phone screen lit up and switched to the address book interface. The first call record clearly showed the words "Uncle", proving that what Lu Yangang had just said was true.
Yu Zechuan's stern expression relaxed a little when he saw this. He looked away uncomfortably: "I didn't force you to show it to me."
Lu Yan nodded seriously: "Well, you didn't force me, I did it voluntarily."
Yu Zechuan felt inexplicably embarrassed, but Lu Yan didn't seem to say anything excessive, so he couldn't get angry. He could only sit back on the sofa and eat noodles.
Lu Yan sat down beside him quietly. He inexplicably felt that Yu Zechuan looked very lively. He looked at the drizzling rain outside and suddenly said, "Autumn is actually quite suitable for traveling."
Yu Zechuan paused while eating when he heard this, then returned to normal: "So what?"
Lu Yan was puzzled: "Don't you want to go out for a walk?"
Because of illness and poverty, Lu Yan was trapped in the small space of a hospital all his life. He had heard of many distant places and sometimes felt yearning for them.
Yu Zechuan asked calmly, "Good fortune and misfortune may change overnight. Maybe I won't survive this autumn?"
He said it casually, as if it was just a joke, but only Lu Yan knew that Yu Zechuan might not survive this autumn.
He will kill Jiang Boyun in twenty-three days.
And committed suicide with a knife.
It completely destroyed his already broken life into ashes.
Lu Yan suddenly calmed down. He tilted his head to look at Yu Zechuan's beautiful left face and asked in a low voice, "Yu Zechuan, isn't it good to be alive?"
Lu Yan feels that being alive is pretty good.
Yu Zechuan uttered two words with a half-smile: "Not good."
He stressed: “Not good at all.”
Yu Zechuan had always had a poor appetite, but he finished the bowl of noodles. He sat quietly on the sofa to digest the food. Suddenly, he realized that he might not live long, so he asked out of the blue, "How much does it cost to treat your uncle's illness?"
Lu Yan didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Yu Zechuan patiently repeated, "How much does your uncle need for treatment? I'll lend it to you."
Lu Yan's expression suddenly became subtle.
The call just now was actually from Jiang Boyun. There was no such thing as an uncle. When Lu Yan was reborn, he changed a note for Jiang Boyun for insurance purposes. Even the ringtone was exclusive. I didn't expect it to come in handy today.
Jiang Boyun has always been a cunning person. He has three private numbers in his hands, and he changes them frequently. Even Lu Yan may not know which one he will use.
Lu Yan spoke a little slower: "Don't bother, they are just distant relatives."
Yu Zechuan had already stood up and walked behind the desk to write a check. He wrote down a string of numbers, stamped it with his personal seal, tore it off and handed it to Lu Yan: "Since he is a relative, save him if you can. Why not save a life that can be saved with money?"
It was rare for Yu Zechuan to want to do something kind, and he didn't want Lu Yan to refuse: "Don't rush to pay it back."
Lu Yan had no choice but to take it. The numbers filled in were quite rich for ordinary people and were enough to treat most minor illnesses.
Lu Yan couldn't help but feel a little curious: "Are you so generous to everyone?"
Of course not.
Yu Zechuan was just dying and didn't want to take money too seriously. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but maybe out of consideration for Lu Yan, he didn't light it. He just quietly sensed the smell of tobacco between his nostrils: "What do you think?"
Lu Yan stood up and walked in front of him: "I think you are a petty person."
Yu Zechuan looked up unexpectedly, but saw Lu Yan flip his wrist, and a silver lighter appeared in his palm. His slender fingertips slowly pressed the grinding wheel, and a cluster of blue flames popped out instantly. He held the cold air from the air conditioner with one hand and lit the cigarette for Yu Zechuan.
The minty scent is refreshing, and the pale smoke gradually blurs my eyes.
Lu Yan whispered, "I don't mind the smell of cigarettes, you can smoke."
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows: "You don't mind smoking or drinking?"
Lu Yan had cancer, and had never touched anything harmful to the body before traveling through time: "I haven't drunk alcohol, I'll try it next time."
They were so close that Lu Yan's hair even accidentally touched Yu Zechuan's nose. Yu Zechuan felt itchy and squinted his eyes slightly, but he just bit the cigarette butt tightly and did not dodge: "Your name is A Yan?"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "It's good to prolong your life, isn't it? I cherish my life."
Yu Zechuan asked back: "How much do you value your life?"
Lu Yan thought for a moment before saying, "As long as I'm alive, anything is fine."
He can even bet with souls and systems.
Yu Zechuan said absentmindedly: "Very good."
When he got closer, he realized that this person was really good-looking. His eyes were as clear and beautiful as glass beads, his nose was high, and his skin was fair. He was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at him.
Seeing Yu Zechuan staring at him, Lu Yan put away his lighter and smiled: "I will return the money to you next week."
Yu Zechuan said, "Let's talk about it next month."
Lu Yan thought, you will die next month, who should I return it to?
As they were talking, Yu Zechuan's phone on the desk suddenly rang. He reached out and picked it up, only to find that it was the private detective who was previously sent to investigate Jiang Boyun's mistress. He frowned and clicked the answer button: "Hello?"
While Yu Zechuan was talking, he turned around and walked towards the balcony. Lu Yan seemed to be nonchalant, but in fact, his ears were already perked up, trying to take in the intermittent conversations coming from outside. He vaguely felt that Yu Zechuan seemed to be in a bad mood:
"What... lost..."
"Even if you move, you still need to check..."
"I'll give you three days... immediately..."
Lu Yan eavesdropped and secretly observed Yu Zechuan's reaction, and his mood instantly fell to the bottom. It's over, the other party must have hired a private detective to investigate the original body. Fortunately, he moved quickly and didn't tell anyone, otherwise he would be exposed now.
We have to find a way to solve this hidden danger as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be long before private detectives find out here.
While Lu Yan was thinking about this, Yu Zechuan had hung up the phone and returned from the balcony. Seeing that Lu Yan seemed to be in a daze, he reminded him, "What are you in a daze for?"
Lu Yan came back to his senses and gave him a subtle look: "Did you go out to talk to your boyfriend just now?"
Yu Zechuan's face darkened: "I said I don't have a boyfriend."
Lu stretched out his hand and hooked his fingertips at him: "I don't believe it unless you show it to me."
Yu Zechuan laughed angrily: "What if I don't give it to you?"
Lu Yan was being unreasonable to the extreme: "If I don't give it to you, then there's something fishy going on. If you want to have a boyfriend, then just have one. Why are you hiding it?"
Yu Zechuan's note to the private detective was "Ruan". He frowned, opened his phone and showed Lu Yan the call record just now, and said in a bad tone: "It's just an ordinary work number."
It never occurred to him that he could hide it from Lu Yan.
Lu Yan deliberately leaned closer to the phone screen to take a closer look, then he straightened up and smiled: "What kind of job is this? I see you don't go out every day."
Yu Zechuan didn't explain, and it seemed like he didn't want to talk about it. He leaned against the desk with his arms folded. Maybe it was because it was late at night, but some words weighed on his heart and made him feel particularly uncomfortable: "You said..."
Lu Yan listened carefully: "What's wrong?"
Yu Zechuan raised his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see through his heart. His calm voice echoed in the air, making people shudder inexplicably: "If your significant other cheated on you, would you kill only him, or would you kill that little lover as well?"
He did not ask Lu Yan what he would do in such a situation, but only gave him two extreme choices: kill one or kill both?
Lu Yan was stunned: "If he cheated on me, it means he doesn't love me. There's no point in being with such a scumbag. Why should I kill him and go to jail, and put the rest of my life in jeopardy?"
Yu Zechuan curled his lips: "If you must kill me, what will you choose?"
Lu Yan: "Is it not possible to not kill him?"
Yu Zechuan's tone was a little oppressive: "Just a hypothesis, choose one."
Lu Yan thought for a moment after hearing this: "Then... the other half."
I'm sorry, Uncle Jiang, it's better to die with a friend than to be a poor person.
Yu Zechuan tapped his fingertips, looking dissatisfied with the answer: "Where's the little lover?"
Lu Yan answered very carefully, because he knew that this was about his life: "In this case, the biggest fault lies with the other half, who can't control his lower body. The lover may be immoral, but the crime is not punishable by death."
"And if he is rich and powerful, who knows if his lover was forced into it? What if he is also a victim?"
Lu Yan tried to dispel Yu Zechuan's murderous intentions. After all, Jiang Boyun was now rich and powerful, and it was not impossible for him to use force to force others to submit.
Yu Zechuan really stopped talking after hearing this, his eyes showing deep thought, but after just a few seconds, his tone became dangerous again: "But he took my things."
Yu Zechuan stared at Lu Yan and said word by word: "But he stole my things, shouldn't he die?"
He was like an innocent yet cruel child who could easily talk about death.
Hearing this, Lu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Zechuan, sighing. There was a warm yellow halo above his head, which made people feel that he was standing under the sun, and even the corners of his clothes were warm: "If this thing is easily snatched away, it means it doesn't belong to you."
"Love can't be snatched away."
Lu Yan used a poetic metaphor in a slow voice: "For someone who truly loves you, even if you do nothing, their love will fall on you like rain."
Yu Zechuan was stunned when he heard this. In the first twenty years of his life, no one had ever said such words to him. He was trained as the heir of the group since he was a child, and all he learned was how to get the biggest return with the smallest investment and to play with the rules within the scope permitted by the law.
No one ever told him that he could be loved by standing still and doing nothing.
It sounds reasonable, but it's as unreal as utopia.
Yu Zechuan curled his lips slightly and shook his head slowly amid the sound of the drizzling rain: "No, I won't."
He doesn't believe it. He doesn't believe that if he does nothing but just stands there, someone will love him. Some things can only be obtained by snatching. If you don't snatch, all that awaits you is nothing.
Lu Yan shook his head: "You will understand later."
At this moment, their relationship didn't seem as stiff as that of enemies. Lu Yan vaguely remembered that Yu Zechuan said in his previous life that he liked to watch movies on rainy days, and even whispered a promise: "Yu Zechuan, if it's still raining on the last day of the month, I'll take you to see a movie."
If they were still alive at that time...
Yu Zechuan pursed his lips, suddenly feeling a little flustered. It seemed that the other party always did things that accurately hit his preferences, whether it was the dark chocolate last time, the invitation to watch a movie on a rainy day, or the bowl of noodles just now.
Yu Zechuan doesn't like instant noodles, but he feels inexplicably happy when he eats them.
He was silent and at a loss, not knowing how to answer for a moment. Seeing that Yu Zechuan didn't say anything, Lu Yan took it as his consent.
In the second half of the night, the clock turned to ten o'clock.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Yan packed up his dishes and left. As soon as he left, the room, which had finally become somewhat lively, became deserted again. Yu Zechuan sat alone on the sofa smoking, but his mood could not calm down for a long time. His fingertips trembled, and he felt that something he had been holding on to was shattered by Lu Yan's words, leaving only a ruin.
Just across the wall, the scene is completely different.
After returning home, Lu Yan immediately took out his cell phone and entered a phone number into the memo. He has always had a good memory for numbers, and he wrote down the number while Yu Zechuan was showing him the cell phone screen.
This is a set of leopard numbers. The last three digits are the same, which makes them easy to remember.
Lu Yan must contact this private detective before Yu Zechuan and shut him up.
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