Chapter 163 It Wasn't an Accident Back Then
Nan Ke grew up in Yanjing, and due to her frail health, she has been to the hospital many times over the past ten years.
Of course, I know that this hospital has four main gates.
The three gates are for pedestrians only; freight vehicles are not permitted to park there.
That leaves only the remote West Gate.
Ten minutes later, a small truck pulled up at the door, and the workers carefully unloaded a large box.
Then he took out his phone and dialed a number on the other end.
"Hey sir, we've delivered your goods. Have you arrived yet?"
The worker said helplessly, "Alright, come over as soon as possible." The other side probably couldn't get there immediately.
"We won't take responsibility if anything goes wrong."
The truck quickly left the hospital.
A few seconds later, soft footsteps sounded, and a pair of slender, fair hands opened the box.
What stood out were rows of majestic statues of gods.
According to Jiang Peng's habits, he would not allow anyone to desecrate his idol; he would only send his secretary to invite them with utmost respect.
The secretary was overwhelmed with both checking surveillance footage and summoning the deity.
There will inevitably be a gap in time.
Now, we are in this gap of time.
Nan Ke smiled faintly as he fiddled with the light yellow lighter in his hand.
It costs one yuan and is the same style as the grass-green one that Tu Xiaomao from Xianhe Village gave him.
After returning to Yanjing, he put the lighter away and never touched it again.
...
Five minutes later, a raging fire broke out inside the large box.
Looking down from his vantage point, Nan Ke's pale face appeared flushed.
He never believed in gods or Buddhas.
To him, these boxes of so-called gods and Buddhas were nothing more than pieces of wood and inanimate objects.
If there is any retribution, he wouldn't mind going to hell for what he did today.
...But what he has in this life, no one can take away from him.
...
Ten minutes later, Nan Ke smiled and slammed the box shut. The fire that had been burning just a second ago gradually died down in the enclosed space.
He glanced down at the time, then turned and left.
He continued to stroke the lighter in his hand.
Although the style is the same, it wasn't a gift from his sister.
...Oh well, I've already bought it.
He hadn't taken two steps when his eyes suddenly stopped.
Less than ten meters from the intersection near the west gate, a familiar supercar was parked.
...
Inside the car, Xu Chi couldn't help but chuckle softly.
He had always known that, compared to the impulsive and reckless Tu Chaoxi and the introverted and straightforward Lin Yue, among the four siblings, the only one who could rival Tu Xiaomao in intelligence was his seemingly reserved and gentle second brother.
And the one with the greatest destructive power is this second brother.
He seems to have returned to normal, but he still retains the dark and complex side of his humanity.
Whether this is good or not, he cannot judge.
Isn't this good? He didn't think it was bad at all...
Ten minutes later, the two of them, each carrying something, walked quietly into the elevator side by side.
Unlike Xu Chi, who was smiling and looking ahead, Nan Ke kept his eyes down, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
Before pushing open the ward door, Xu Chi turned his head and chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't tell Tu Xiaomao."
The unease in Nan Ke's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by gentleness.
"Then... thank you, Koike, as a token of my gratitude..."
He smiled slightly, "I won't tell my older brother that you came to the hospital today too."
In an instant, the two reached a consensus that they would each have leverage over the other.
Then they pushed open the door together.
On the sofa beside the hospital bed, Tu Yao sat with the newly arrived Cormier, forced to listen to his upcoming global concert tour.
Hearing the door open, she complained without looking up, "Second brother, you've been gone for ages."
Looking up, I exclaimed, "Xiao Chi, you're here too!"
Cormier was sore from talking that when he saw the lemonade in Xu Chi's hand, he immediately reached out to take it.
Xu Chi raised an eyebrow slightly: "I only bought one cup."
After saying that, he handed it to Tu Yao.
Cormier: ...
Cormier couldn't help but mutter, "You're just like that Zhu Xing! You always favor one person!"
Zhu Xing only favors Feng Chun, and this little pond only favors Xiao Mao!
As he spoke, Cormier realized something and couldn't help but look at the old woman on the hospital bed, stammering, "...I'm sorry, Auntie."
Madam Jiang smiled and waved her hand, "It's alright, it's been eighteen years, there's nothing that can't be said."
She suddenly looked at Tu Yao, "Xiao Mao, do you want to hear it?"
He glanced around and said with a smile, "Since there are so many people here today and they're willing to listen, I'll tell you."
Tu Yao was taken aback: "You..."
...
Meanwhile, the secretary consulted a specialized expert, who concluded that there were no abnormalities in the surveillance footage.
For a moment, he felt a chill.
No abnormalities were detected during monitoring...
Doesn't that mean those statues vanished into thin air last night?
The secretary dared not think any further and quickly saw the two experts off. Then, she slapped her forehead and remembered that there was still a large box of statues that had not been brought over!
He quickly ran to the west gate.
The next second, a strong smell of burning wood wafted over!
He was taken aback, and subconsciously walked forward.
The further you walk, the stronger the aroma becomes!
On the other side, Jiang Peng sat alone in the empty ward, without any Buddha statue, and he was trembling uncontrollably.
In his early years, he did many unethical things in his quest for power and profit.
There are no idols... What should we do if there are no idols...?
Will that terrifying thing take him away like it took away Jiang Fengchun's family...?
Jiang Peng turned pale and dared not think any further.
He quickly took out his phone to urge his secretary.
But the next second, the phone rang first.
Before he could even open his mouth to curse, the secretary opposite him suddenly cried out in a panic, "It's burning! President Jiang! The statue is on fire!"
"I just went to pick up the idol I ordered, but when I opened the box, it was all on fire!"
"President Jiang, the statues are all destroyed!"
The phone crashed to the ground, and Jiang Peng fell to the ground as well!
Jiang Peng suddenly realized something and picked up his phone again, "The surveillance footage, is there anything wrong with the surveillance footage?!"
The other end fell silent instantly. After a while, they instinctively shook their heads. "...No."
He immediately murmured, "Retribution, it's retribution!"
...Things shouldn't happen more than three times.
But this bizarre event happened to him three times in one day!
First the prayer beads, then the statue that disappeared last night, and then the statue that was just set on fire.
"The idol is gone, God won't let me atone for my sins!"
The secretary was listening to the phone call when his work email suddenly beeped. He glanced at it instinctively.
The next second, I broke out in a cold sweat!
"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang, something terrible has happened! The Dowager Madam has just launched an internal investigation into you!"
Jiang Peng was completely stunned.
"She...she's sick, isn't she?!"
"This is karma... The idol can't protect me anymore, Heaven isn't protecting me anymore..."
The secretary was dumbfounded on the other end of the phone: "President Jiang, please think of something! Forget about whether it's a deity or not."
There should be limits to superstition!
Jiang Peng shook his head blankly, "No, it's no use, I have to go find the old lady..."
I have to go find her!
As he spoke, Jiang Peng scrambled off his wheelchair and stumbled out of the ward!
...
In a ward on another floor, Tu Yao held a glass of lemonade and looked at her worriedly, "You...you really want to tell me?"
Madam Jiang laughed: "Little Mao, don't treat me like a porcelain doll. I survived a lot of hardships when I was young."
He looked at her meaningfully and said, "How about this, if you won't let me say it, then you say it?"
Tu Yao was even more stunned: "What did I say?"
The old lady smoothed her hair: "Of course I mean... what we talked about yesterday when she deliberately called Xiaochi out and avoided me."
Tu Yao was completely stunned.
Subconsciously, I wanted to look at the young man beside me.
But Madam Jiang looked stern, straightened her back, and said solemnly, "...Child, speak, I can bear it all."
Just then, a series of urgent shouts came from outside the ward:
"Grandma! If I say that the accident back then wasn't an accident, can you spare my life?!"
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