Chapter 132 Preparing for Conflict
"Is it possible that they saw your live broadcast?" Qin Chuan asked, "I haven't uploaded the clip of your live broadcast yesterday to the public platform, but you have thousands of fans on that app. Maybe there are locals among them who know their family members."
Yu Jiuye rolled his eyes and pointed out bluntly: "In this case, they should know that it is a good thing for those two vegetative patients to wake up."
"Such a good thing." Yu Jiuye sneered: "Come here in such a hurry to cause trouble... I think he is here with bad intentions."
Qin Mengmeng nodded silently.
The two of them had been lying in the hospital's ward for vegetative patients for so long, and suddenly today Qin Mengmeng was coming, so they were transferred out urgently.
How could such a coincidence happen?
Someone must have known the news in advance and rushed to pick her up before Qin Mengmeng arrived today.
"Do you remember what the Blood and Flesh Monk said before, about the living sacrifice to the gods?" Qin Mengmeng said.
They looked at each other, feeling heavy in their hearts.
Behind every vegetative person, there is a complicated and entangled story.
And when they have two friends who are in a vegetative state and are involved in their story, they begin to feel that such a story is particularly heavy.
The high medical expenses of Xiao Xiong and the family feud behind 47 seem to be able to be expanded to tell a huge story involving many people and many details.
"I was careless." Qin Mengmeng said calmly: "Since we already know about 47, it may not be an accident."
"Then we should prepare early."
Yes, they had good reason to delay coming until morning.
At night, the lights in the hospital's inpatient department were turned off and the door was locked, making it difficult for outsiders to enter. They had to wait until the hospital opened in the morning before they could come. Qin Mengmeng didn't delay for a long time.
...But this is by no means an ordinary time.
Yes, it was impossible to come to the hospital's inpatient department at night, but Qin Mengmeng didn't really follow the rules every time. She had Yu Jiuye in her hands, and she could have asked Yu Jiuye to go in immediately at night after the broadcast.
"Who could have expected that?" Zhang Sanri pondered, "To be honest, I didn't expect it either."
There is probably a conspiracy behind 47.
But there are only 4,000 people in the live broadcast room, and so far no local people from Xincheng have come to Qin Mengmeng to recognize her as a relative.
Qin Mengmeng was walking in the new city, basically like a little anchor, not worried at all about being recognized halfway, chased after for autographs, or blocked in the middle of the road or something like that.
If Yu Jiuye and Zhang Sanri hadn't come to find her offline, she would even have doubted how many of those people in the live broadcast room were alive.
So even though her plan was completely exposed to everyone in the live broadcast room, she never thought about the possibility that someone would see through her plan and intercept it in advance.
This time I was really careless.
"They come with bad intentions." Qin Mengmeng said, "But fortunately, there is no need to worry too much."
"Maybe they don't want 47 to wake up."
"But they have been keeping 47 alive. It should be a special state that requires him to be half alive and half dead... They will never let 47 die."
Wang Mianmian said: "Uh, but, little bear!"
Qin Mengmeng sighed: "I guess Xiao Xiong is a hostage..."
Although the case behind Little Bear is complicated, the complexity lies mainly in the money. The entire case and the relationships involved are very simple.
No matter how you think about it, nothing will go wrong on her side, and the final crux of this matter will definitely lie with 47.
"Now, let's go find them and see what they want to do."
Wang Mianmian patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Meng, when you said that, it's like all the threads have been untied... It feels like the matter has suddenly turned from a big thing to a small one."
Qin Mengmeng has that special temperament of being able to remain calm in the face of danger and not panic in the face of change.
Zhang Sanri pushed up his glasses and said, "Xiao Xiong and 47 are not ordinary people. They need life-sustaining equipment at all times, otherwise they will die easily. In this small city... I think there are not many places with such equipment."
Qin Chuan said: "I thought I was just here to watch the fun."
Qin Mengmeng said: "Although I had a bad feeling at first, I really thought that at most we were not allowed to enter the ward."
Yu Jiuye said, "Let Brother Go check the surveillance cameras? They just came to pick them up half an hour ago, so it should be easier to track them."
Qin Mengmeng turned her head and felt someone gently tug at the sleeve of her clothes. She smiled slightly and said, "No need."
The dormitory head and the little kid are also here.
But since there are so many people here, they didn't show up.
Qin Mengmeng blinked: "We can just go find old man Ma."
Let the little devil and the dormitory head track him down.
The two of them are invisible and traceless, yet powerful, and they are neither alive nor dead. Old Man Ma is the ultimate ghost catcher in the world. He can't do anything with the little ghosts, and he simply doesn't fall for the methods used on living people.
Strictly speaking, they are not ghosts in the traditional sense.
They are a third type of life form that transcends the hot weapons used against the living and the Taoist spells used against the dead.
Therefore, Qin Mengmeng was not worried that the two of them would encounter any danger.
When we arrived at Old Man Ma’s shop, the old man was making paper-cuts.
He made a bunch of paper flowers and threw them into a sack, which was easily full. Such a sack of paper flowers could be sold for between twenty yuan and two thousand yuan, depending on the situation.
It depends on who is buying it.
Seeing Qin Mengmeng from afar, he smiled and looked very happy: "Have you rescued all the people?"
He felt very proud of the fact that he had saved two young and pretty kids and two lives, and thought to himself that he had to give Qin Mengmeng a good meal.
But Qin Mengmeng said calmly: "No, there were some accidents."
Old Man Ma was very shocked.
"How could an accident happen with such a simple thing?"
"Wait." He reacted and quickly thought, "Is it really the matter of living sacrifice to the gods?"
"So, what is this thing called living sacrifice to gods?" Qin Mengmeng asked.
Maybe she should have asked the question in the live broadcast room yesterday, but there were many people in the room at that time, and if she asked too much, it would be inevitable that some people would want to imitate such secret and strange things...
Old Man Ma pondered for a moment and said, "There's nothing wrong with saying this."
"Since ancient times, the living have their own way to live, and the dead have their own way to die." He drew a circle: "People on both sides take care of their own business, and they don't interfere with each other. Occasionally, there will be some intersections, just like Qiu Chuji and Liu Bowen, Yuan Tiangang and Zhang Tianshi. Those who take care of the dead sometimes mix with those who take care of the living."
“But most of the time they don’t mix.”
Yu Jiuye raised his hand and said, "Is it like a cross-border collaboration?"
Old Man Ma nodded.
"It's not good if the two sides are too far apart, because someone will get in the way and cause trouble. But if they are too close, that's even worse, because life and death cannot be intertwined."
Qin Mengmeng was happy.
She had understood it completely.
"It's just like the little ghosts and the dormitory heads, right?" She said, "They are neither dead nor alive, and they don't listen to the rules of the living world or the underworld. If they really start to cause trouble, no one can stop them."
"That's it."
Zhang Sanri said: "It's just that there is a dispute over jurisdiction."
Wang Mianmian was also happy: "So if we can connect with both worlds at the same time, it's actually quite beneficial, right? Just like smuggling, there will definitely be people who try to avoid the official route and create a new route between the two worlds."
"They look like people with dual citizenship." Zhang Sanri said, "No, they look more like people without a nationality."
"It's true that they have no nationality." Old Man Ma explained, "It's the little ghosts. They are not bound by anything, but neither the living world nor the dead world is responsible for their safety."
"In the world of the dead, there is actually order and a judicial system." Old Man Ma said, "Someone is in charge and doesn't allow people to fight to the death, which makes everyone uncomfortable."
And the netherworld that Qin Mengmeng broadcast live... was obviously...
"The living sacrifice to the gods is something that some people came up with to take advantage of both sides." Old Man Ma said: "This thing is neither a living person, so you can't control it, nor a dead person, so I can't control it either..."
Qin Mengmeng held her chin up, and after careful consideration, she couldn't help but complain, "Are they really not afraid of creating a thing that can be controlled by both ends and is bound by both sides at the same time... a god?"
Old Man Ma smiled and said, "Yes, no matter whether it is the world of the living or the world of the dead, no one is stupid. How can we watch them come up with such a thing?"
“So they’ve never gotten it right before.”
"But 47 is now obviously a successful living sacrifice to God." Qin Mengmeng understood: "The underworld... because of the appearance of the underworld, right."
Old Man Ma nodded.
"If this living sacrifice god is not hidden in the underworld, I guarantee they won't be able to do it this time."
Yu Jiuye stretched his neck and pinched his fingers until they made a crackling sound. "This thing... I don't think it's fun. Is it like a Kumantong?"
Old Man Ma thought for a moment and said, "The evil magic of the Kumantong is...very unscrupulous. I guarantee that no one in Xincheng would dare to do such a thing under my nose."
"Live sacrifice to gods is relatively mild. It is just to select a living dead person, make a statue for him, offer incense, and use some metaphysical means to make him able to receive incense."
"The most difficult step is to receive the incense."
Qin Mengmeng felt something.
She now knows that incense has magical powers, but many people have burned incense for themselves over the years. If one can become a god simply by burning incense for oneself, that would be too easy.
Sure enough, things are not that simple.
"Living people cannot accept incense." Old Man Ma said: "Even if the dead accept incense, it will be of no use to the living, so they can only be living dead."
“It’s just a vegetable.”
Wang Mianmian's pupils trembled when she thought of the dangerous situation.
"Then... 47 became a vegetable. Could it be... someone did it on purpose?"
Qin Mengmeng said: "It's because 47 became a vegetable first, so someone in his family knew this method and took advantage of it to benefit themselves."
"Since 47 became a vegetable, someone has been secretly plotting against him."
"The situation is completely different... The final result, the risks we are involved in, the strategies we need to choose, are also completely different."
Zhang Sanri said: "Let's prepare for the worst-case scenario."
Yu Jiuye said: "I need weapons."
Qin Mengmeng sighed: "There is absolutely no problem in preparing for the worst-case scenario."
After graduation, the experience of working as a security officer, in addition to teaching her that there are many stupid people and unexpected situations in this world, the most important thing was to let her know.
At any time, you must be fully prepared in advance.
Many times, what you think is perfect preparation is actually far from enough.
No matter what, at any time, do your best to avoid regrets.
"In short, be prepared for violent conflict," Qin Mengmeng said calmly.
She thought about it, then turned to look at Wang Mianmian: "Do you need to avoid it?"
Wang Mianmian was just sent here by her parents to seek advice from the gods, or to work. In fact, she was just here to slack off. Usually, Qin Mengmeng arranged for her to lay the floor, drive a forklift and other jobs. It was a bit tiring, but she must have been mentally prepared before coming.
Her parents can also accept it.
Is this an extra thing in the live broadcast room... Although Qin Mengmeng didn’t think Wang Mianmian would get hurt, it was still better to ask her opinion.
Wang Mianmian shook her head blankly: "Will it really get to the point of a violent conflict?"
Qin Mengmeng said: "I hope not."
In fact, the probability is probably not.
Many times, violent conflicts in life are not frequent at all.
On the contrary, when you are well prepared and have countermeasures, such dangerous incidents from others are less likely to occur.
Many times, those evil, stupid, and cowardly people will only dare to attack you when they see that you are defenseless.
Violent conflict often occurs when the victim is completely unaware.
Especially in a peaceful world.
This danger is like a timid and cowardly ghost. When you become aware of it, it retreats on its own.
Qin Mengmeng was actually not worried about getting hurt at all, but she still left room for her when she spoke to Wang Mianmian.
"If a conflict does occur, I will prioritize protecting you, but if you want to come along, you'd better be mentally prepared. There will be a lot of people and chaos, and no one will be able to see clearly, so accidents may happen."
Wang Mianmian took a deep breath and completely understood what Qin Mengmeng meant.
"You mean... it's actually dangerous?"
Qin Mengmeng did not answer her question directly, but just said: "I will give priority to protecting you, but I can't guarantee that I can protect you completely."
Wang Mianmian pondered over what she meant before finally laughing.
"I understand! I'll go with you!"
That's OK.
Qin Chuan said depressedly: "What about me? I don't really want to go."
He still wants to go home and catch up on some sleep.
Qin Mengmeng certainly wouldn't let him go, and even asked him to take out his sharpened sword and give it to Yu Jiuye.
Qin Chuan felt wronged.
But he didn't say it.
"I'll scan a little green car and go back to get it."
Qin Mengmeng nodded.
The group stayed in Old Man Ma's paper-making shop, waiting for the two groups to come back.
First, the little ghost came back like a kite, popped his head out and told them: "The two of them were transported to the outskirts of the city. There was a self-built house in the countryside, and they put them both on the third floor."
"Lin Chaoying, stay there and watch over them. I will come back to inform you."
Qin Mengmeng was stunned for a moment.
Lin Chaoying is of course the dormitory head. They can be considered classmates. Behind the head's back, the little kid always calls him by his name.
He didn't dare to call the dormitory head's name to his face.
I feel timid and at ease.
But, self-built houses in the countryside? Such a simple name made her doubt for a moment... Was she going to rush in and beat up the two innocent grandparents?
"Wait, that's a villa, right?" Qin Mengmeng said, "Is there anyone guarding outside?"
Xiao Gui said: "There are people guarding us, many security guards, and there are a few witches on the first floor, but their skills are not good enough. Even when Lin Chaoying pulled their hair, they didn't notice us."
Qin Mengmeng nodded.
Confirmed, it’s a villa.
Although to some extent, the essence of a villa can be considered a self-built house in the countryside... just like the essence of a human being is more or less carbon atoms, but that's going too far.
Zhang Sanri said, "Then shall we set off now?"
This kind of thing really couldn't be delayed, but Qin Mengmeng thought about it and confirmed her own judgment. No matter how vicious those people were, they would not do anything to 47 and Xiao Xiong. They had to be kept alive. Moreover, they were both in vegetative state, so it was impossible to abuse or interrogate them.
"Wait for Qin Chuan to come back."
Fortunately, Qin Chuan came back quickly.
Although he said he was unwilling, he was actually willing in his heart. He rode his electric bike very fast and sped along the way when it was almost noon and everyone was on their way home from get off work.
Then he put down a heavy computer backpack in front of everyone.
Qin Mengmeng opened it and took a look, then handed the backpack to Yu Jiuye with satisfaction.
"Let's go."
Old Man Ma glanced at the things in the computer backpack and knew that something bad might happen on this trip. But when Qin Mengmeng turned around and waited for him, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and followed her.
Things like living sacrifices to gods...happened in Xincheng...he can't escape responsibility.
The destination is the suburbs, a villa.
It is about thirty minutes’ drive from the new city center.
For big cities, a mere 30-minute drive is only enough to travel across districts, from one city center to another.
For a small city like Xincheng, Wang Mianmian watched while sitting in the car as the number of people on the streets decreased, the number of vehicles became less and less, the roads became wider, and the green belts became more and more beautiful.
"Our country's infrastructure is really good... We are almost in the mountains, but there are still green belts."
"Yes," Qin Mengmeng said, "So, working in construction is really fulfilling."
To a certain extent, no matter where architects go, they can see the relics left by their peers and predecessors.
If there really is no one living here... then I will be the one who leaves a trace for future generations.
The little ghost showed them the way, and soon they saw the villa.
"There are too many people here." Yu Jiuye sighed.
Outside the villa, there were two ambulances parked neatly, and... Wang Mianmian counted them and there was a convoy of six black luxury cars.
Zhang Sanri said with great experience: "This type of car usually has four people in it."
Not like them, overloaded and crammed into a van.
"If they were all thugs, there would be at least 20 thugs." Yu Jiuye added, "But generally they are not all thugs. There must be a few weak people from the master's family."
"It's easy to tell the difference between a thug and a master."
Wang Mianmian said: "I feel like they can't find many loyal fighters from such small places. They are definitely just hooligans. They are good at pretending, but they are not good at fighting."
Qin Mengmeng felt that she was right.
But I'm surprised she even knew this.
"Have you done any research on this?"
Wang Mianmian made a face and said, "Those who have never actually used bodyguards, nannies, drivers or housekeepers always think that they can buy their lives for a few thousand or tens of thousands of dollars."
She has experience in her own family.
"Money is really useless after a certain point. A nanny will be lazy and steal your things and sell them. When a bodyguard is in danger, he will often run faster than you."
A lot of times, what those people are selling is really just a service.
After all, we all live in the real world. We all have our own families and desires. We just come to work to make money. We are not NPCs in the game who will risk their lives at the command of a command.
"It's hard to find a dead soldier."
Qin Mengmeng sighed. As expected of Wang Mianmian, as soon as she heard her words, she knew that her family had tried to find someone like a assassin.
She said this as an employer.
Yu Jiuye said: "Indeed, unless their entire family is deeply bound to the master's family, or unless compensation is agreed upon in advance, it is rare for bodyguards and thugs to risk their lives. If you just pull a bunch of people from somewhere, give them money, and ask them to risk their lives... they will die miserably."
As for this person, he is simply speaking from the heart as a service provider, just as a death warrior.
Only those who have actually worked as decorators will know how sloppy those people who swear to provide perfect service to their clients can be when they actually do the work.
Only those who are truly serving as a death warrior will know what he is risking his life for.
"The more troublesome ones are those witches."
Old man Ma in the passenger seat yawned.
"Just come in and let me take a look. I know all the famous witches in Xincheng. They're all old acquaintances. If a fight really breaks out, I can just mediate with you guys and that'll be it."
This is the advantage of having a veteran who has been running the local industry for many years.
Qin Mengmeng felt a little relieved.
Although we are prepared for a full-scale conflict, it is best to resolve the issue peacefully if possible.
Modern society... is still peaceful after all. Although Qin Mengmeng has obtained some criminal permits and pardons from Mr. Robot, she actually hopes from the bottom of her heart that those things will never come in handy.
Qin Mengmeng's shabby second-hand van had just stopped in front of the villa.
Immediately, a head popped out from far away in the villa.
There are no other buildings within a mile or two of this place. There are a certain number of vehicles coming and going on the road. If there is a strange vehicle passing by for no reason, anyone in the villa who is a little alert will know that the visitor is not friendly.
Therefore, from the moment Qin Mengmeng drove on this road, she had no intention of turning back.
Yu Jiuye said in the car: "I will be the last one to get off."
Qin Mengmeng nodded.
Yu Jiuye is the most capable fighter among their group of people in the world, and can be considered a trump card.
Unfortunately, he is short, dark and thin, and does not look intimidating at all.
It would be useless to ask him to get off the car at the front. It would be better to let him hide at the back, where he might be a surprise attack.
Qin Mengmeng and Wang Mianmian got out of the car, and Old Man Ma, Qin Chuan, and Zhang Sanri also got out.
The little ghost also floated out.
The backpack on Qin Chuan's shoulders was left in the car with Yu Jiuye and he did not take it down.
The door of the villa was closed. Before Qin Mengmeng knocked on the door, a voice came from the remote paging system on the door.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
It was a very alert voice, as if the man was afraid that they would break into the house, rob and kill people.
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know?
There is a huge difference between the two, and we cannot conclude that they knew her and came to intercept her just because they happened to pick up 47 and Xiao Xiong at this time.
Anyone who has actually worked on the front line knows this.
Sometimes, there are indeed so many coincidences in this world.
Qin Mengmeng scratched her head, showing a warm smile, and said, "We are here to visit a friend."
The person on the pager was still very alert: "What friends? We don't have any friends like you here. How come I don't know anyone in my family who has a friend like you?"
Qin Mengmeng looked back.
I still can't figure out why the people in the villa are so alert and cautious.
According to stereotypes, they shouldn't be dangerous people.
Two women, a thin and weak young man who looked like he was still in college, an old man, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses... Zhang Sanri had indeed done a lot of physical work in recent days, and his muscles had become tighter, but he still had a little belly, and his skin color was that of an office worker.
It is difficult for a normal person to be alert when encountering such a group of people on the road.
But it could also be a problem with the van.
Qin Mengmeng thought for a moment and said, "Are you sure there are no friends of ours in there?"
She gave a faint smile. She had already seen the dormitory head's head popping out of the chimney at the top of the villa.
The dormitory head slowly floated to the top of the villa, and jumped on the roof, waving his arms and legs at her, looking very happy.
Obviously, they came here and hit the mark.
It’s absolutely correct.
"My friend came to us in a dream last night and told us to come here to find him today."
Qin Mengmeng knew that no matter what the real story was, this group of people were up to something. They were able to drive out the two vegetative patients and transfer them to their home, and also hired a bunch of fortune-tellers.
It must be the trust dream.
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