Evil As Humans Ch60

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 60: Accomplices Turn Against Each Other

“Scapegoat? No need to put it like that. We’re just ‘playing together’.”

The goat’s tone sounded pleasant, as if he were laughing.

“Anyway, my case doesn’t involve you, so they can’t get any evidence. Besides, you’ve been able to get away with it for so long under Shian’s watchful eye, which means we’re both good at handling traces… Just help me muddy the waters. You don’t have anything to lose.”

Zhong Chengshuo stared at the “unconscious” Yin Ren.

“For an irrelevant crime in exchange for a ‘preservation’ technique.” The goat’s smiling tone became even more obvious. “Isn’t it worth it?”

His words were quickly blown away by the night wind. The weeds rustled in the crevices of the stone bricks, and the insect in the grass kept buzzing. Across the iron railing of the back door, there was a flowing creek. The dark clouds had slowly dispersed, causing bright moonlight to spill down.

Silence was mixed with pin pricking malice.

The “rabbit” didn’t answer immediately, while the “goat” waited patiently. Time was frozen at this moment, like a picture that was illustrated from a distorted fairy tale.

“It is indeed a very exciting proposal.”

After about five minutes had passed, Zhong Chengshuo responded as he squatted in front of Yin Ren.

“…Let’s cooperate. Let me see your ‘preservation’ skills.”

The goat took two steps forward and stopped on the other side of Yin Ren, separated from Zhong Chengshuo by the bean bag.

“Of course you can, but your aesthetics are better… You can plan the design first and let me observe.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “Alright. Untie the chain first.”

The goat was silent.

“I can’t measure his body size with him tied up like this,” Zhong Chengshuo said coldly. “If you’re worried about him waking up, I’ll deal with it.”

Zhong Chengshuo took out a needleless syringe from his loose pocket and plunged it into Yin Ren’s neck without hesitation. With a soft grunt, the medicinal liquid instantly penetrated the skin.

Yin Ren quickly grew some taste buds in his body… ‘Well, it’s sweet but nothing else,’ Yin Ren thought. This kind of injection was a bit fun. Comrade Xiao Zhong had more toys than he thought.

A few of his hair quietly stretched out, extending into the weeds along the cracks in the stone bricks. They chose a hidden grass stalk to climb up and knotted it into two dark eyeballs at the top. Under the cover of night, they sway gently with the wind like two unopened flower buds.

Lord Ghost King chose the perfect angle to watch the play.

The goat raised a knife in his hand and pierced Yin Ren’s arm with a deep wound. Seeing that Yin Ren was unresponsive, the goat untied his chains.

“Don’t destroy the integrity of the material,” Zhong Chengshuo raised his face and said with some warning in his tone.

“Okay, I won’t act. Please go ahead.” The goat retracted his knife.

Zhong Chengshuo unfolded Yin Ren’s arms and put him on the bean bag, forming the “*” character. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed his index finger at the hollow of Yin Ren’s collarbone.

*Big.

How amazing,’ Yin Ren thought.

This was originally the part he was most worried about—King Yama only killed evil things and never took on tasks related to the living. When facing a standard living human body, Zhong Chengshuo might not be able to act well.

However, facts had far exceeded his expectations.

He couldn’t feel Zhong Chengshuo’s body temperature through the black leather gloves. He only knew the hand slid along his muscles and shoulders before moving on to his joints and bones. Zhong Chengshuo’s ten fingers were heavy and light at times. It went through his arms, waist, legs, and feet in turn, then finally returned to his head.

Then Zhong Chengshuo pulled Yin Ren towards the bean bag again.

Although Yin Ren was motionless, it looked as if the two were rehearsing some kind of duo dance.

Gradually, his head was lifted, and his arms were carefully placed as his waist was pressed against the bean bag. It was obvious the man didn’t hurt him in the slightest, but Yin Ren had the illusion of being mutilated.

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo’s fingertips were following Yin Ren’s neck upwards. His thumb crossed Yin Ren’s throat vaguely, but the force wasn’t light or heavy.

The black leather gloves were soaked with Yin Ren’s heat, which was then cooled by the night wind.

It felt like he was being licked by a snake’s tongue. There was no intimacy in that action and no sense of closeness. Zhong Chengshuo’s “measurements” were cold and skillful, like a predator sizing up its prey.

…Calculating whether it could be smoothly devoured.

The eyeholes of the rabbit mask were as black as the void, as if there were nothing under the mask. The handsome and harmless scholar’s face was covered, making Zhong Chengshuo feel like a “real stranger”.

The goat also seemed to be shocked by this atmosphere. “Do you need to measure so carefully?”

“Yes, the human body is very magical.” Zhong Chengshuo smoothed Yin Ren’s hair and distributed it to the best position on the sofa. “The distribution of nerves in parts is different. In some places, a little stimulation can make living worse than death, leading to deformation and convulsions of the body… Of course, the most wonderful thing is here.”

He emptied his hand and tapped on Yin Ren’s brow.

“Even if you don’t do anything, as long as there’s a sufficient amount of fear here, the human body will collapse on its own, and these collapses will react to the flesh. Physically, it can cause coma, vomiting, incontinence… or mental disorders.”

“And here—”

Zhong Chengshuo covered Yin Ren’s eyes.

“Fear will leak out from here, just like tears. You can see a lot of personal characteristics, which makes it very interesting.”

This was the first time Yin Ren had heard Zhong Chengshuo speak in this kind of tone—flat yet pleasant, even relaxed. He seemed to be really chatting with a “like-minded” person.

And the way he was placed was almost shockingly accurate and exquisite. Zhong Chengshuo could melt him into a perfect bean bag if he really knew how to penetrate flesh into things. In terms of the aesthetics of flesh, this person was no worse than himself.

“It sounds like you’re very proficient with torture,” the goat said.

“Really?”

The goat tilted his head. “I’m starting to wonder, how many have you killed?”

“I don’t know,” Zhong Chengshuo replied slowly, without raising his head. “I haven’t counted.”

“Haha, amazing.” The goat laughed emotionlessly. “You’re such a freak.”

“People often say that.” Zhong Chengshuo had a smile in his tone.

He was still carefully adjusting Yin Ren’s posture. Even if they had reached an agreement, Yin Ren still felt he was “really going to be made into a bean bag”.

“…But since you have killed so many, you must understand that feeling,” the goat murmured as he looked at Zhong Chengshuo repeatedly with those eyes behind the doll costume, as if trying to figure out the authenticity of the other party’s words. “There will always be a few prey that you really enjoy handling… The kind of excitement that brings a rapid heartbeat and makes your hand stand up…”

“Hm, I have experienced that.”

Zhong Chengshuo paused for a bit before continuing.

“That is a very powerful target. I enjoy that feeling and look forward to more reactions from him.”

“I get it, I get it.” The goat clapped his hands in satisfaction. “It seems that we are quite in tune.”

……

“It’s done.”

Around 4 a.m., Zhong Chengshuo finally finished fiddling with Yin Ren. He stood up and let out a long breath.

“If it were me, I would use the technique of piercing flesh into objects next, but after that, the person will slowly die. Next, it’s your turn—follow this posture and melt him. The outline won’t be too bad.”

“Well, I only have one question left to ask.” There wasn’t any expression on the goat doll’s face, and his tone remained cheerful. “How did you get rid of the traces?”

“Secret.” The rabbit mask turned away. “In general, the simpler the method, the less error-prone… How about you? How did you do it?”

“Well, I also have my secrets as well.” The goat stretched awkwardly. “In general, you must always plan a way out before making a move—”

The two were only one step apart. In the next moment, the goat hugged Zhong Chengshuo fiercely.

Under the doll’s clothes, more than a dozen stunning devices were activated at the same time, causing a thin buzzing sound to cross the night sky.

Zhong Chengshuo: “……”

Yin Ren: “……”

Yin Ren felt sad for those spirit weapons—they were painstakingly crafted by a spirit smith, and worked hard to shine and heat up all night. As a result, first they ran into a Ghost King, then an atheist, and neither of them were knocked out.

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t take long to react and softened his body obediently.

The goat doll unceremoniously released his arms. Zhong Chengshuo fell heavily to the ground like a stone brick, creating a loud and dull sound that caused Yin Ren to “hiss” in his heart.

The goat doll quickly pulled the iron chain that he had used to bind Yin Ren and tied Zhong Chengshuo firmly. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and straightened up.

“Things like spirit weapons are really useful against you cultivators.” There was a little more gratification in the goat’s voice. “Unlike that rookie from Shian, you’re really strong. You’re still conscious.”

Zhong Chengshuo said with “difficulty”, “I don’t…understand…our…work…”

“Well, I plan to produce another work. I didn’t lie to you about this.” The goat reached out towards a drain on one side and revealed a rusty iron cover. “If things go well, I’ll also tell you about my preservation skill. I didn’t lie to you.”

After looking at the gurgling water of the creek, the goat straightened up with satisfaction.

He took out a thin coin collection box from his pocket that was engraved with layers of runes. The coin inside was plain and unadorned, looking quite ordinary.

When the goat snapped open the box, Dog Thing instantly shook in Zhong Chengshuo’s pocket. Yin Ren also felt a familiar feeling—there was no doubt it was a source of corruption full of Evil Force.

“Listen, my preservation skills are actually very simple.”

The goat flicked the coin in his hand.

“I just stick this to the target at the center of their brows for a while. Next, as long as I try to imagine it, they will slowly merge. Isn’t this amazing? …Unfortunately, this ability can only be used by me.”

“…Impossible…”

Zhong Chengshuo continued his performance while Yin Ren turned his eyeballs on the grass stalk—Comrade Xiao Zhong had already secretly untied the chains as the runes on them had no effect on him, as if they were carving patterns.

“You know what? I once had the same problem as you.”

The goat greedily looked at the coin, oblivious to Zhong Chengshuo’s small movements.

“After making a person into a piece, that valuable body heat and vitality will always disappear… The shelf life of the piece is too short to touch comfortably.”

“But with this, I no longer need to worry about that problem. Just find strong ‘wildflowers’ who can withstand, giving lasting enjoyment.”

The goat dipped the coin into the gutter. His voice was stirring with excitement as it grew shriller.

“Ah, I have long wanted to try this. Think about it. Your flesh, blood, and bones will melt into the water, flowing underground throughout the city—you’ll disappear completely.”

“The people of Shian are intact… Killing me… brings you no benefit.” Zhong Chengshuo stared tightly at the coin. “I don’t understand…”

The goat sighed pretentiously.

He took the coin out of the gutter. Under the moonlight, the small piece of metal gleamed dimly.

“Like I said, if you want to get rid of tracking, you always have to plan a way out before you act.”

The goat walked leisurely towards Zhong Chengshuo. He stood still at a distance of about half a step away from him, obviously enjoying the feeling of looking down from the top.

“Actually, this is a simple story.”

He started to play with the coin again.

“There used to be an artist who couldn’t make satisfactory works. One day, he made a deal with the devil, wanting a more superb technique.”

“The devil lent him a lucky coin. Using the lucky coin as a medium, he cast a special magic that is ‘uniquely his own’.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “……”

“Do you know where this story gets worse?” The goat squatted down. “The lucky coin is only lent by the devil, and things that are lent must be paid back. But without it, the artist will lose his magic.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “The deal… you made… with Sunken Society?”

“Very smart.”

The goat smiled happily.

“I’m really grateful to that idiot who surrendered himself. He gave me an excellent opportunity—as long as I cooperate and release some of my works, Shian will definitely intervene, giving me the opportunity to get rid of Sunken Society.”

“It didn’t matter if the wrong person was framed. From the beginning, my position in this script was ready.”

The goat stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the rabbit mask.

“Do you know where this script gets worse?” Zhong Chengshuo suddenly spoke calmly and blinked behind the rabbit mask.

The goat hesitated for a moment.

“You missed one point.”

Zhong Chengshuo said in a soft voice, “…I already have an accomplice, and he’s more cunning than you.”

The air was silent for a moment.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Behind the two of them, in front of the pirate ship, a burst of insincere applause rang out. The goat abruptly turned and looked in the direction of where the sound came from.

“Don’t be discouraged. In fact, your script is pretty good.”

Yin Ren commented happily.

“Deliberately approaching the daughter of the police officer in charge of the case and awkwardly releasing the ‘chat history’ as a clue to create just the right suspicion.”

“Then you kidnapped a rookie from Shian and played a bitter trick in front of him. Let me guess, is the next arrangement ‘be a good citizen who was used by Sunken Society and can’t bear to see the true killer committing a crime again, so you sacrifice your life to save the Shian employee’?”

The goat held his breath, and his entire body became stiff like a slab of stone.

“Well… If you injure yourself a little more, it will be even more touching. When the poor rookie wakes up afterward, he can provide you with testimony—in this way, your role in the script of a poor, persecuted, controlled accomplice will be complete.”

Yin Ren crossed his legs on the beanbag. He propped his chin up with one hand as the tips of his hair gently fluttered in the wind. Behind him hung a damaged ship and chains, making him look like the God of Disaster.

“This accomplice even fell in love with a police officer’s daughter… Oh, what a classic ‘redemption routine’.” Yin Ren clicked his tongue.

At the same time.

Crash. The chains fell to the ground. Zhong Chengshuo stretched out his arms and stood up neatly. The goat turned around vigilantly again, a little flustered.

“Even if the victim is indirectly related to you, you can still use the ‘accomplice statement’ to lie, which makes it difficult to convict.”

Zhong Chengshuo took two steps back and restored his original voice.

Even if the framing of Lu Guangzu failed, this person only needed to make an appointment with a “wicked person” and meet in front of the victim. Then he would get rid of the other person and leave just the right amount of clues. Shian wouldn’t miscalculate the number of people on the scene and will continue to track down the “real culprit”.

In this way, the script of “the accomplice abandoned the dark and turned to the path of light to stop the culprit from committing another crime” would be complete.

…Now that Zhong Chengshuo thought about it, when this person readily released the second work, he probably had plans for “skinship” who delivered himself to his front door.

“On the other hand, as a ‘tainted witness’, you’ll be protected by Shian. When the time is right, you can take the coin and fly away—in your case, just slip away to a foreign country.”

Zhong Chengshuo took out the toy gun from his waist and pointed the black muzzle straight at the goat. Using his other free hand, he took out Yin Ren’s phone and tossed it in a perfect parabola towards Yin Ren.

“Are we right, Mr. Bai?”

The goat–Bai Yongji didn’t answer.

Under the muzzle of the gun, he stood like a sculpture. His hand gradually clenched, clicking their joints. The face of the goat doll was crooked, and the embroidered smile became particularly distorted.

The next moment, he seemed to wake up from a dream. The goat stuffed the coin in his mouth and swallowed it with a grunt.

Then he threw the cloth bag to the ground. Countless milky white smoke filled up, and the clear night suddenly turned into a pot of porridge. The irritating gas rushed straight to Yin Ren’s and Zhong Chengshuo’s faces that weren’t covered.

The goat didn’t bother with talking nonsense. He seized the opportunity and rushed straight to the back door of the amusement park.

The van used for the kidnapping was still parked there.

Things had changed. Although he didn’t know what was going on with Yin Ren, those two guys definitely weren’t acting on behalf of Shian—Yin Ren aside, there was something definitely not right with that rabbit mask. Shian wouldn’t raise this kind of pure evil.

He would always have a way, and he would always win. His opponent was nothing more than a human made of flesh and blood. As long as he could escape, he only needed a little time to figure out a way back…

Unfortunately, there was already a figure standing in front of the small back door.

“Where are you going?” Yin Ren asked with a smile. “I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

Bai Yongji took a deep breath. He took out a knife and stared at Yin Ren’s throat.

“…It’s okay.” Unlike during the abduction, his voice was smooth, and his tone was certain. “You’re just a ghost master. In your own words, I ‘don’t believe’ in them.”

“No matter how strong your ghosts are, they can’t hurt me.”

“Indeed.” Yin Ren’s smile became deeper. “But may I remind you what my accomplice said as well. As long as there’s enough fear, people will be shaken… I only need to shake you for a moment.”

He ignored the knife and grabbed the front lapel of the goat doll costume.

“Want to give it a try?”

In front of Bai Yongji, Yin Ren’s facial features gradually disappeared.

First the mouth, then the nose, and finally the left and right eyes that were full of smiles. They sank under his skin, like they fell into a sticky quagmire.

Bai Yongji stared at the face that looked like a demon. His fingers relaxed, causing the knife he was holding to fall with a clang onto the slate floor.

Yin Ren’s face first became perfectly blank, then a hole gradually appeared. The hole slowly expanded, turning into a deep vortex. Its depth completely exceeded the size of Yin Ren’s head, and he couldn’t see the bottom from a glance.

In the vortex, a large amount of black mucus surged, rotated, and kept changing, like a never-ending nightmare.

Accompanied by a sticky churning sound, something slowly emerged from the whirlpool, like the eyes of a snail. They stretched, thinned out, and drilled into the gaps of the goat mask.

Almost in the next moment, a particularly shrill scream came from the doll costume.

The air instantly smelled foul—the decent serial killer was stimulated inexplicably to incontinence.

Vague laughter sounded from the depths of the whirlpool.

Those terrible tentacles that were close enough to touch quickly retracted into the whirlpool, returning back to beautiful facial features. Yin Ren loosened the front lapel of the doll’s costume and took out his phone. The goat fell to the ground and struggled in pain, unable to get up.

“Elder Lu.”

Yin Ren turned on his phone and greeted him in a low voice.

“How is your practice of ‘piercing flesh into objects’?… The culprit is this gentleman. Be gentle and remember to keep him alive.”

In Bai Yongji’s blurred vision, something huge climbed down from the iron railing of the back door. Six blood-red eyes were locked on him.

“Give me back Yuanyuan…”

A distant voice sounded in his ears, as if it were separated by a film of water.

“Yuanyuan… my good boy…”

Bai Yongji instinctively took a few steps back, only to hear a woman’s chuckle. His hand touched something soft.

It was a blood-red bean bag. But that was obviously near the pirate ship just now…

“Pfft.” A thin and fuzzy arm pressed on his shoulder.

Then severe pain struck. His shoulders were pierced through the depths of the sofa. The fabric was mixed with his flesh, but this time, Bai Yongji couldn’t even scream.

Lu Tanfei was surrounded by evil qi. He muttered curses while his hands and feet couldn’t stop moving. At first glance, it really looked like a predatory spider.

“Pfft.”

“Pfft. Pfft.”

……

Zhong Chengshuo stepped out of the white mist. There was a beanbag that was moaning in pain at the back door. Probably in order to keep him alive, the bean bag wasn’t as refined as the previous one.

“It’s hard for me to explain to Shian what you did.” Zhong Chengshuo looked at the living bean bag and pushed up his mask.

“It’s okay. I didn’t do it.”

Yin Ren crossed his arms indifferently.

“I’m just a ghost master who was kidnapped and was frightened. My ghost happens to have a grudge against this guy—in this case, the ghost went out of control, and neither I nor the ghost can be held responsible.”

He smiled. “Mr. Bai is right. After disposing of the evidence, we only need a reasonable ‘script’.”

“I thought he wouldn’t be affected by magic. How did you do it?”

“Perhaps fear caused him to be exposed? I don’t know either.” Yin Ren pounded his waist. “Oh, it’s uncomfortable lying in one position for a long time.”

Zhong Chengshuo was still wearing the rabbit mask. He looked at Yin Ren in silence.

Yin Ren snorted. “Alright, we have to clean up the aftermath as soon as possible. Anyway, I’ll deal with this person’s memory first…”

“Haha.”

“Haha.”

At some point, the moaning disappeared.

“Haha.” The fleshy sofa laughed hoarsely.

Yin Ren dragged Zhong Chengshuo behind him and narrowed his eyes at Bai Yongji—the man’s body was inseparable from the bean bag and only his head was left exposed.

“You shouldn’t have cornered me.”

Bai Yongji on the sofa seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and his tone was so calm that it was creepy.

“I want to thank you… thank you… It turns out that there is really karma in this world…”

Fear bred despair, and despair bred wavering. The proud man was cornered, creating a little crack in his faith, and then—

Snap!

“…It turns out that ‘belief’ is such a feeling.”

Bai Yongji sighed.

“Trouble. This guy has been overly stimulated.” Yin Ren wiped his face.

It’s not uncommon for atheists to convert under too much provocation. The average atheist, however, didn’t have a source of Evil Force corruption in his stomach.

There was a tingling, tearing sound as flesh and blood oozed from the surface of the bean bag. A human figure stood up staggeringly, ignoring the restraints. The figure had a fused honeycomb structure, with only his face intact.

Just like Feng Qi back then, pus and blood kept pouring out of all of Bai Yongji’s facial orifices.

His face was pale, and his body was riddled with holes, looking like a broken sponge net. Through the skin full of holes, Yin Ren could see his internal organs squirming in his body. Bai Yongji’s heart beat continuously, but not a single drop of blood leaked from the holes.

He stood up like this, like some ridiculous ghost.

Fused with the doll suit and bean bag, the man stood almost naked in front of the two of them. The fierce Evil Force gradually spread, and through the fine holes, a little metallic brilliance flashed from his abdominal cavity.

“Thank you.”

He smiled and repeated.

“Actually, I omitted a little detail about the artist’s story.”

“According to the devil, the coin should have given the artist the power to ‘fulfill his wish alone’. Unfortunately, the artist has a special physique and was difficult to affect… The magic that belongs to him alone has appeared, but he had to rely on the lucky coin to perform it.”

“Now the story can continue—one day, in despair, the artist finally learned magic.”

“…It’s not a substitute that can only be used by relying on a coin. This time, it’s ‘real magic’.”


The author has something to say:

Bai Yongji: Listen to me, thank you?

It doesn’t matter, he hasn’t realized the seriousness of the problem yet.

winner99: Hehe, actually I’m fishing.

skinship: What a coincidence, so am I.

It could be a two-way hook.

——————

Gay friend: Bean bag.

Gay friend: Is a lazy shark hair*, right?

*Clarity: Bean bag/(lazy sofa) is [laren shafa] (懒人沙发). He’s making a joke by saying lazy shark hair (懒人鲨发), which is a homonym to bean bag, connecting it to Yin Ren’s avatar (the Ikea shark) + how he likes to use his hair = lazy Yin Ren (as Yin Ren’s entire goal is to be a salted fish).

Me: ?


Kinky Thoughts:

I did think Bai Yongji was suspicious, but the previous chapter threw me off.


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Evil As Humans Ch59

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 59: Night of the Goat

It was always a good idea to relax a little before the war.

There was no need to deal with work or run to the ghost market anymore. As a player who wasn’t good at handling computers, Yin Ren was idle for a long while—they got off work at half past 5, and the killer would always contact them after midnight.

Lord Ghost King was shocked to find that he seemed to have nothing to do.

Even his partner changed into his pajamas early and went into his bedroom before sundown. Comrade Xiao Zhong’s nerves were tormented by the recent action past midnight.

“I set an alarm clock for 11:00 p.m.,” Zhong Chengshuo said as he solemnly took the last bite of his meal. “Don’t bother me until then.”

Yin Ren readily agreed.

In order to ensure his partner got quality sleep, Yin Ren didn’t plan to stay in the residence and watch movies. He changed into a simple outfit and prepared to go for a stroll at the night market near the neighborhood.

Recently, he had fallen in love with the shredded chicken with cold noodles from a certain stall and would go buy them from time to time. Perhaps this was one of the benefits of their “becoming accomplices”—after experiencing the tragedy of splitting that pork overnight, Zhong Chengshuo would no longer ask about his daily consumption.

The time tonight was particularly generous. Yin Ren carried a bag of fresh meat guokui, bought a small bowl of bean curd, and walked slowly along the streets of the night market.

The stalls were huddled together like mushrooms. Glued to the window glass were angled plastic stickers and the names of various dishes on greasy signboards. However, when the bright or dark lights shone on the steaming vapors, it made the food look much better than usual.

The summer heat wasn’t over yet, so everyone was dressed in loose clothing. People laughed loudly at the low tables as beer overflowed into their cups, creating a particularly lively atmosphere.

Yin Ren loved this kind of mood.

Walking to the stall with the shredded chicken and cold noodles, he had just eaten his last piece of bean curd. The owner of the stall remembered this beautiful, regular customer. Before Yin Ren opened his mouth, the old man had already put up the seasoning according to his taste.

“Boss, are there any light and delicious shops nearby?”

The boss was shirtless. His skin was sweaty, and there was a towel around his neck. Hearing Yin Ren’s question, he happily replied, “What’s the matter? You suddenly became more particular?”

“It’s for someone else,” Yin Ren said. “It’s best if they have something like clear pear stew, and even better if there’s a storefront. They’re more particular than me and can’t eat heavy food.”

“So careful. Are you buying it for your wife?” The old man joked.

Yin Ren: “…”

Yin Ren couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “…Yes, buying for my wife.”

He didn’t know how Great King Yama would feel if he heard this.

“At the other end of the street, there’s a soup shop. His food is very light, so many pregnant women go there to eat.” The old man pointed to the end of the dark street. “They say the taste is also really good, but it’s a little more expensive and the servings are smaller.”

“Thank you.” Yin Ren took the cold noodles. “How about you make another serving? I can’t eat enough.”

“Will do!”

……

After Yin Ren finished eating two servings of cold noodles, the sky had already darkened.

Yin Ren bought a cup of sweet glutinous rice wine, slowly turned around the alley, and was ready to buy pear stew for the hard-working Xiao Zhong. However, after he entered the alley, he heard a soft sound of footsteps from behind him.

Yin Ren walked a few steps slower, and the sound of footsteps became lighter. He quickened his pace, and the footsteps’ speed also increased.

It wasn’t a cultivator—either that or a weak one. The aura was too clean, so it should have been specially treated.

…There was some fluctuation of a spirit weapon. Was it aimed at him?

Lord Ghost King took a sip of the sweet glutinous rice wine and continued walking slowly. He was quite curious about what this person was going to do—if it was just a boring pursuit of robbery, he didn’t mind letting the other party understand “what it was like to walk too much at night and encounter a ghost*”.

*Saying referring to doing things (usually illegal or improper things) with a fluke mentality. Eventually, you will get caught. || Double entendre as he is literally a ghost.

Bang, bang.

Yin Ren stopped in the darkest part of the alley. He squeezed the empty plastic cup and threw it into the trash can.

The man seized this opportunity—footsteps rushed up quickly, and something cold hit Yin Ren’s back. A wave of spells instantly slammed into him and went straight to his brain… Ah no, his disguised brain..

Yin Ren: “……” So this was it. A spirit weapon to knock people out.

Out of respect for the stun spirit weapon, Yin Ren closed his eyes and fell softly.

The man first searched Yin Ren’s body and threw his keys, phone, and chewing gum box in Lord Ghost King’s pockets into the trashcan at the entrance of the alley. Yin Ren could feel it—the man’s hands trembled a bit.

Then something snapped onto his head—the person seemed to have added a hat on him, trying to tuck in his eye-catching long hair. Finally, the man put his arm around him, like someone trying to help a drunk friend, and the two moved to the other end of the alley.

Kidnapping?

After kidnapping him, who can this person blackmail? Zhong Chengshuo, who wasn’t even a relative?

Yin Ren’s curiosity soared higher. He closed his eyes cooperatively and let the other person drag him like a sack. In order to give the other party a little surprise, Yin Ren specially increased the density of his body by making himself 30 kg heavier.

First came the obvious night breeze. They seemed to have left the alley. Following this was the sliding sound of a van door, accompanied by a tired sigh. Yin Ren’s face hit the rough carrier.

The man then clenched the carrier tightly and dragged out a pile of metal products with a clang. He used them to bind Yin Ren firmly. He could feel the uneven incantation marks on them.

Interesting. The runes on the iron chains were specifically aimed at human cultivators. This wasn’t something that could be casually bought on the market. Yin Ren even smelled a pungent smell of medicine—it seemed to be some kind of anesthetic used purely on humans.

After completing the great feat of binding the Ghost King, the man returned to the driver’s seat and started the car. The engine rumbled, and the smell of gasoline quickly filled the backseat.

What the hell is going on?

Yin Ren couldn’t help but grow an eye out of his ankle and look curiously. The surrounding scene was more ordinary than he imagined, as he didn’t see any strange equipment.

What was even weirder was that there were gritted teeth and suppressed choking sounds in his ears from time to time. It seemed as if the kidnapper was emotionally unstable. The vehicle traveled quickly, bumping on occasion.

…Yin Ren sighed as he realized he wouldn’t be able to buy the pear stew he had planned to get for Zhong Chengshuo.

An hour had passed, but they still hadn’t reached their destination. Yin Ren’s patience was finally exhausted, so he deliberately let out a grunt and pretended to wake up.

“Where…?”

With a sharp brake sound, the van suddenly stopped on the side of the road. Being pushed by inertia, Yin Ren slammed into the back of the front seat.

Hearing Yin Ren’s voice, the man didn’t say a word. The rearview mirror was covered, so Yin Ren couldn’t see the man’s appearance. Lord Ghost King wasn’t discouraged. A newly grown eyeball dragged its optic nerve and rolled towards the car seat.

Even though the man was wearing a mask, Yin Ren still recognized him.

Bai Yongji.

Yin Ren thought for a moment, then pitifully begged. “Let me go. I don’t know who you are, but I don’t have any money, even if you kidnap me. I don’t even know who my family is…”

Bai Yongji didn’t speak. He twitched his nose and cleared his throat.

“Could it be, are you a member of Sunken Society?” Yin Ren took a breath and continued to beg for mercy. “I just entered Shian and haven’t done any important work, let alone offended you. I swear I won’t call the police.”

Having the opportunity to experience the plot of a TV series firsthand, Lord Ghost King was even a little excited—what would happen next? Would he be silenced or…?

“Please.” Yin Ren desperately added fear to his voice. “I don’t even remember my past life. I don’t want to die yet…”

“I can’t afford it.” After a long while, Bai Yongji responded in a hoarse voice. “I can’t afford it. I’m sorry. They forced me…”

He took a few deep breaths, finally leaving the driver’s seat and opening the back of the car again.

This time, Bai Yongji didn’t use the stun spirit weapon. He began to pour medicine onto a piece of cloth. In the night, his hands shook extremely badly.

Yin Ren shrank up, shaking even more than Bai Yongji. “Sir, I don’t know what your difficulties are, but it’s not too late to turn back…”

Bai Yongji’s movements stopped for a few seconds.

“…You don’t understand.” Despite wearing a mask, the pain on Bai Yongji’s face was still obvious. “They won’t let me go.”

“Then at least tell me why.” Yin Ren begged. “Why me?”

Bai Yongji let out a long sigh. He looked at the drenched cloth handkerchief in his hand with bloodshot eyes.

“Because you’re the same as me.” Bai Yongji stared at the cloth handkerchief and said, “Bad luck… You took the path you shouldn’t have gone.”

“Let me go, please—”

“Stop talking!” Bai Yongji seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He let out a sob and even forgot to lower his voice.

“…Urgh!”

Instead of using the stun spirit weapon, Bai Yongji directly covered Yin Ren’s mouth and nose with the medicine. Yin Ren rolled his eyes and “fainted” in cooperation.

Bai Yongji had first approached the daughter of Sun Qinghui, the person in charge of this case, and then provided them with information on “Lu Guangzu and Sunken Society” in an overly deliberate manner. Looking at this exceptionally well-made rune chain around him…

Things were getting more interesting.

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo hadn’t woken up yet, but Yin Ren had taken the lead by stepping into the center of the case.

Yin Ren instantly gave up on the idea of escaping home. As for Zhong Chengshuo’s side, Yin Ren wasn’t worried…

In the alley near the night market, a trashcan moved.

The cellphone “Dog Thing” struggled to stretch out its four thin legs and rolled out of the trashcan.

Taking a break on the ground, it tremblingly rubbed the red oil and leftovers from its body and began to run in the direction of Ping’an Manor. Zhong Chengshuo had just finished taking a refreshing shower when he heard a soft noise at the door of the residence, as if something was rubbing happily against it.

He opened the door with wet hair and saw a dirty phone lying on the ground with unknown stains sticking to the screen.

The “Siren” interface automatically popped up, and the battery was at a suspicious 100%: [Yin Ren was kidnapped~]

Why did this thing look quite happy? The tone was more like gloating than reporting a crime. Zhong Chengshuo knew that Yin Ren’s spirit weapon was special, but he didn’t expect this thing to be able to speak through a smart assistant.

Zhong Chengshuo wrinkled his nose and slowly took out a box of alcohol wipes. “Well, I’ll deal with it. Did he struggle when he was kidnapped?”

[Siren: No, it was definitely on purpose.]

Indeed. With Yin Ren’s strength, the kidnapper would be the one in danger. Since Yin Ren didn’t run back himself, it was most likely that he encountered something very interesting.

Yin Ren knew well that there was no need to intervene in the case at the moment.

As he wiped the phone down, Zhong Chengshuo flicked the soiled hamster cell phone strap. “I’m not quite sure how you function… Are you waterproof?”

[Siren: Am. Why are you asking this?]

After half a minute, it sank silently under the high-pressure shower.

After five minutes of being flushed with boiling water and more than a dozen alcohol wipes, Dog Thing lay peacefully on the dining table. Its battery had dropped to 1%.

After tidying up the unsightly phone, Zhong Chengshuo warmed up a bowl of oatmeal and sat down in front of the computer again—at midnight, he opened the encrypted chat room on the extranet.

Strangely, there was still no movement on Yin Ren’s side.

Zhong Chengshuo poked the phone spirit weapon on the side. “Can you locate Yin Ren?”

[Siren: Yes.]

“Locate and send it.”

The phone spirit weapon reluctantly switched screens. On the screen, blood-red highlights were moving quickly along a certain road. Zhong Chengshuo compared it to a map and frowned slightly.

At the same time, accompanied by a pleasant tone, messages from winner99 appeared again.

[winner99: No. 4-161, Yuesheng Road, Shangguang District, 3:00 a.m., get on the pirate ship in the amusement park.]

[winner99: Come alone. I won’t wait if you’re late.]

[skinship: Got it.]

This was exactly where Yin Ren was at this moment.

Xinxin Amusement Park on Yuesheng Road, Shangguang District, was located in a remote place. It was abandoned a few years ago. Some time ago, young people would go there to test their courage and take artistic photos. Later, the facilities of the park collapsed and two people were killed on the spot, so it became no-man’s land.

Zhong Chengshuo thought for a while before he opened the wardrobe and put on a particularly extra-bulky trendy outfit. He then fumbled in the drawer cabinet for a bit and took out a somewhat terrifying cartoon rabbit mask with a toy gun attached.

With things packed up, the Evil Fruit equipped, and Yin Ren’s phone in his pocket, Zhong Chengshuo lowered his cap. He walked seven or eight blocks until he hailed a black car.

Zhong Chengshuo arrived near Xinxin Amusement Park 20 minutes early.

Before approaching the park, he skillfully burned off his cap and mask and replaced them with the rabbit mask that completely covered his facial features.

The amusement park had been closed for a long time. The cordon had rotted and was swept on the ground. There wasn’t any lightning in the garden, which was loomed over by numerous large black shadows. The ground was completely submerged by weeds and bushes.

The pirate ship was at the corner of the park, adjacent to the backdoor of the amusement park.

The hanging chain on one side of the equipment had rotted and was broken. Half of the ship sank to the ground. Lined with the dull night, the hull of the ship seemed to be like a stranded black moon.

There was only one figure in front of the ship.

Yin Ren was firmly chained, lying on the blood-red bean bag. His long hair was messy like splashed ink. With the decaying ship behind him, the scene had a weird beauty.

He didn’t know if Yin Ren recognized him, but as soon as Zhong Chengshuo approached, the person quietly propped up one eye. He winked at the person wearing the mask and then dutifully continued to pretend to be knocked out.

Zhong Chengshuo: “……” Huh. The beauty was gone in an instant.

Zhong Chengshuo let out a silent sigh. He leaned down as if he were unaware and pulled Yin Ren’s hair. Then he pressed Yin Ren’s face against his palm and squeezed it, like he was picking out fresh meat.

Yin Ren’s nose twitched when the black leather glove brushed past it, but he didn’t sneeze.

[skinship: Where are you?]

[winner99: Not bad. There’s no movement nearby.]

[winner99: What do you think about the materials I’ve prepared? A combination of both of our preferences.]

[skinship: What do you mean?]

[winner99: I said I will produce another work, but I plan to make it onsite. If you don’t mind, we can do it together.]

[skinship: Certificate of nomination*?]

*Term used in ancient times to enhance group cohesion, express loyalty to an individual or organizations, and usually means joining illegal groups with illegal behavior as a guarantee (nomination certificate). It’s basically a pledge you take to join a (usually) illegal group. || In this context, the culprit is basically saying that if Zhong Chengshuo wants to join him, he needs to work together to create this new creation (that is his proof of joining).

“That’s right.” A vague voice replied.

A strange black shadow approached from a distance.

The person was wearing a goat doll costume that covered their body shape. The satchel on the goat doll was bulging and had weird outlines. Judging by the shape, there wasn’t candy inside.

“Now I have seen you without any problems. Very good.”

The goat doll stopped beside Yin Ren. He spoke with a weird voice, which meant he was using a voice changer.

“Don’t you know what I’m thinking? Do you need me to explain the situation specifically?”

Zhong Chengshuo was silent.

“Oh… It seems that your abilities are also limited.” The goat’s tone was regretful. “Well, this person is good. No matter how you look at it, he’s the best ‘talent’.”

Zhong Chengshuo took a deep breath and completely changed his voice. He sounded arrogant and sinister. “How strange, I thought you would follow your aesthetics.”

“Aesthetics?”

“Whether it’s that chair or that painting, the human flesh isn’t old and doesn’t look young. This time, you picked one with fine skin.” Zhong Chengshuo sneered. “You only dare attack a newcomer from Shian?”

“What I want isn’t something superficial like ‘appearance’.” The goat didn’t sound offended. “The wildflowers after the storm are always more beautiful than those in a greenhouse. Even if they don’t look so exquisite, they are more comforting to look at.”

He stretched out his hand, which was wrapped in a doll costume, and made a grasping gesture.

Zhong Chengshuo’s fingers moved. The rabbit mask only had two holes that were lined with his excessively black eyes, making the holes look like two black holes.

“So that’s it.” Zhong Chengshuo smiled. “I care more about skin-to-skin flesh, while you prefer to caress ‘interesting souls’.”

Seeing the other party’s train of thought follow smoothly, the goat relaxed a little.

“Indeed.”

He chuckled, took out a knife from his satchel, and played with it repeatedly in his hand.

“Now you have two choices… One, turn around and leave, but it’s not easy for me to find materials, so you have to pay a little price.”

“Two, complete this work together. You can see how I ‘keep it fresh’, but after that, you’ll be responsible for handling the work.”

“I see.”

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t move a muscle, and his tone remained calm.

“You want a new scapegoat.”


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Evil As Humans Ch58

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 58: The Ebb and Flow of the Tide

Huang Jin knew himself well.

For example, he didn’t like the world. For example, he had never been a good person… For example, his eyes were different from other people’s.

At the age of 4.

The first sound he had an impression of was probably the sound of a juicer at night. Other people’s parents probably squeezed juice for their family, but his mother was different—every day before going to bed, he saw fresh eyeballs on the table.

His mother would slowly blend them up, pour them into the toilet, and flush them away. After making sure that there were only two eyes left on her face, she would pick up the “handicrafts” made during the day and deliver them somewhere.

Then, throughout the day, a lot of eyeballs would slowly grow out of her eye sockets like moist grapes.

Fortunately, he couldn’t see what they looked like on her.

…To recognize a person’s appearance, he could only look at immovable photos or portraits. Whether through a lens or video, when looking at others, he could only see a pile of dark, surging undercurrents.

This incident once confused him, but after knowing about it, his mother wasn’t surprised.

“It’s just a disease. I know it in my heart,” she said. “Don’t tell others.”

At the age of 14.

As the years passed, Huang Jin gradually understood the black runes crawling around—that seemed to be everyone’s “thoughts”.

They would increase or decrease based on people’s emotional activity. When people fell asleep or were in a coma, they would always be thinner. When people die, they would completely disappear.

After years of accumulation, he was gradually able to distinguish the meaning of some runes.

However, his mother failed to live in harmony with the “strange disease”. Those eyes of hers grew faster, and she became weaker. Finally, one day, she used a hot spoon to dig out all her eyeballs.

Though she went blind, they finally stopped growing.

However, after that, his mother’s physical condition rapidly deteriorated, and she became more neurotic. She was lying on a large double bed with only a thick blanket covering her thin body, looking like a huge black tomb.

The thoughts of “I shouldn’t have come to Haigu” and “I knew I shouldn’t have become involved with Sunken Society” crawled quickly around her body. It was mixed with sporadic thoughts like “I wish I hadn’t given birth to this child” and “I knew it wasn’t as bad as before”.

Regret, pain, hatred, fear. The thoughts around her grew thicker to the point that they filled the entire room. Those black runes surged back and forth in the bedroom like a tide.

Every time he would feed her medicine and wipe her body, Huang Jin was completely overwhelmed by those runes. All he could see was blackness in his eyes.

He didn’t like this kind of darkness.

At the age of 24.

Huang Jin lost his job, which was supporting his debt. He started selling old things in his home and discovered the book <Huang Thaumaturgy>.

Perhaps he could try to make something, just like his mother.

“Brother, my name is Lu Guangzu. The quality of your stuff is good, so I approve of all of it. Give them to me, and I’ll sell them for you.”

“Okay.”

Now that he could analyze more thoughts, the crowds in the street became even more hideous. Huang Jin didn’t want to deal with people, so this was convenient.

“Can you make a kind of more lethal spirit weapon? You should be able to.”

“Okay.”

After a long time of looking at himself in the mirror and then looking at the “black cocoons” all over the street, it was difficult for Huang Jin to feel the same way.

Under the premise of self-protection, as long as he could make money, he didn’t care.

……

“I got a big customer!” This time, Lu Guangzu approached him face-to-face. “I need a spell for ‘prosperity and luck’. That person doesn’t believe in this very much, so those little trinkets didn’t work well on him. I need some stronger stuff… After completing this ticket, you can pay off your debts. Isn’t this great?”

The small charms that changed fortune and gave rise to prosperity were essentially just taking a bit of fortune and favor in the future and moving them to present time in advance. Cutting one’s life in exchange for luck was what it ultimately did—directly sacrificing one’s own life force in exchange for strong luck.

Huang Jin stared at Lu Guangzu’s body. “I had a falling out with Sunken Society”, “If this goes well, I shouldn’t be retaliated against”, “Whether that guy will die or not, at least his fortune will change before he dies”, he sighed.

“No going to do it.” Huang Jin shook his head. “Lu Guangzu, I don’t want to cooperate with you anymore.”

His debt was about to be paid off, so he no longer urgently needed money. This person was too greedy and shortsighted. Sooner or later, he would be pulled into the water by him—it would be too dangerous to sink, and the gain wasn’t worth the loss.

His life had calmed down for a while, until one night.

Huang Jin was making spirit weapons in the basement when a quick knock on the door suddenly sounded behind him. He was taken aback as he hid his tools. “Who is it?”

“Me, Lu Guangzu. I have something to tell you!” The smell of alcohol wafted through the crack of the door. “If you don’t open up, I’ll smash the door!”

Huang Jin hesitated for a moment and finally opened the door.

The next second, he was overwhelmed by the surging black tide.

Countless runes full of “Kill you” surrounded Lu Guangzu. His rapidly expanding mind almost filled half the basement. The crazy, surging text filled his field of vision so much that Huang Jin didn’t even know where the other person was.

Before he could react, he was pushed back abruptly. Huang Jin stumbled backwards a few steps and almost knocked over the tool table.

“If—If you hadn’t forced so many things in the first place, screwed up my business, Sunken Society wouldn’t have noticed!” The center of Lu Guangzu’s mind shouted like an angry wave. “Fuck! Now laozi got a big debt, and it’s all your fucking fault!”

Huang Jin saw the frantically surging “Kill you” and bowed his body cautiously. “Calm down, I can give you money…”

“What little money you have can do shit!” Lu Guangzu roared. “First bring—”

“The alcohol is really strong”… “This kid wrecked my business”… “A spirit smith’s house must have valuable spirit weapons…”

“Kill him after you get the money”, “Kill him after you get the money”, “Kill him after you get the money”…

Those “Kill you” quickly split and turned into more complicated thoughts.

Huang Jin took a deep breath and took out the cash that was used to easily avoid tracking. “I only have this much. The valuable things have already been sold long ago. At any rate, you and I have worked together, so this matter…”

As Lu Guangzu approached, Huang Jin’s vision was once again overwhelmed by countless malice. He couldn’t see anything except the dark resentment.

In a trance, he seemed to have been transported back in front of his mother’s bed, swallowed by the deep black sea.

“Use the coma potion now”, “Use the coma potion now”, “Use the coma potion now”

“Corpse water should be fine”, “Corpse water should be fine”, “Corpse water should be fine“…

Wrapped in a dense killing intent, Huang Jin gritted his teeth. He fumbled around for a while, grabbed the carving knife on the table, and struck hard towards the part that was most concentrated in thoughts.

“Argh.”

The knife slashed across Lu Guangzu’s throat.

The wound wasn’t deep, but it was fatal. It was a pity that none of them noticed—Lu Guangzu swayed his body, which was paralyzed by alcohol, and lunged again towards Huang Jin. Half of the room continued to flare up with killing intent. Huang Jin was pressed to the ground. He clutched the carving knife and continued to haphazardly slash towards the darkness.

Half a minute passed. Blood kept spurting everywhere, and the clutter around the basement was scattered. Lu Guangzu staggered to the ground. A fishy smell gradually overshadowed the smell of alcohol.

With the loss of blood, Lu Guangzu’s thinking gradually weakened. He seemed to be trying to say something, but he couldn’t make a sound.

This was the first time Huang Jin was able to see Lu Guangzu’s face.

Only a thin layer of thoughts remained on Lu Guangzu’s body at this point. It lay on his face with difficulty and was sluggish, like a frozen centipede.

“Cold”… “Am I dying?”

“That idiot”… “I’m carrying a ‘life bond’ from Sunken Society”“They will catch him”“He’ll have a worser death”

The last thought fell silent, like snowflakes that melted on the skin. The black tide completely faded, exposing a body in a pool of blood.

He’s dead?

…What should I do?

Huang Jin stood in the middle of the pool of blood. His brain was buzzing. The carving knife was covered in blood and was sticky and slippery.

Call the police? Honestly, he wasn’t afraid of going to jail, but rather of the thoughts he would see while in prison…

But if he got rid of the body, Sunken Society wouldn’t be able to collect on their life bond, so they would search for traces of Lu Guangzu…

Huang Jin’s limbs became numb, his limbs went soft, and the nausea of committing murder lingered—he was trying his best to escape for the whirlpool, but he was only getting deeper.

At the age of 25.

He put on another face and carried another debt.

Huang Jin strolled through the coastline-like streets. He passed through bursts of gray and black thoughts, shuttling through the streets and alleys during the day and the eaves of the ghost market at night, selling all kinds of spirit weapons he made.

He got in touch with Lu Guangzu’s old friends and learned to better imitate Lu Guangzu. He also learned how to enter and exit the ghost market and hide himself in the darkness. He even learned to distinguish the level of production of spirit weapons—he knew that his skills were absolutely top-notch.

But he only felt more tired.

Now that he was wearing the skin of a dead man on his face, the crime of murder on his back, and the ever-growing debt of Sunken Society, “self-protection” was meaningless.

It didn’t seem so interesting to be alive, although instinct made him want to live, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn’t seem to miss anything.

Huang Jin was sitting on a flowerbed by the side of the street. He raised his head and looked at the sky. There were no thick and crowded black thoughts on the ground, and the sky looked exceptionally clean. If he just—

Before he could finish a single thought, the sky darkened.

Huang Jin: “?”

Someone’s thoughts buried his entire body. For the third time in his life, Huang Jin was submerged by the tide. He subconsciously shrank his body and almost touched the carving knife.

When he took a closer look, it didn’t seem to be the case. This time, the tide was strange. It wasn’t murderous or malicious, but something almost ridiculous—

“It’s over, I’m going to be late”, “The weather is really nice”, “The bird sounds beautiful. What kind is it?”, “I’m cooking sweet rice porridge tonight”, “I have to write a new song! I need to write down this inspiration”

How could anyone think about these boring things with such a strong will?

Huang Jin turned his head and looked at the extraordinary, huge black cocoon of thoughts in the crowd… No, it was probably more like a black tornado of thoughts than a black cocoon.

The tornado rolled past him and slammed across the ground. A blind person’s cane rolled away and stopped at Huang Jin’s feet.

The minds of the people around immediately reacted as black runes flowed…

“That blind girl deserves it for walking so fast”, “Is she okay?”, “This woman is really careless”

The tornado didn’t care. She still had those extremely boring thoughts around her, but there was an extra “Ow, that hurts” that jumped around.

Huang Jin looked down at the cane.

He picked it up and patted the boring tornado. “Hey, your stuff.”

“Oh, oh, oh, thank you.” A very pleasant female voice came out of the tornado. “Do you want this? We are going to have a show at the bar tonight. Give them my name and you can enter for free!”

She happily stuffed a flier from a nearby bar into his hands. The runes “Thank you” began to float quickly around her.

“My name is Ding Lizi,” she said.

……

“That’s it?” Fu Xingchuan knocked on the table and looked at Huang Jin in the interrogation chair.

The painted demon skin on his face hadn’t been removed yet, but his expression completely changed—there was no longer the arrogance of “pretending to be Lu Guangzu”, nor the fear of facing Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo; only tension and anxiety were left.

“Just like they said in their report.” Huang Jin stared at a point in the void. “Ding Lizi and I became friends, and then she disappeared, so I went to report the crime. There was no result in reporting the crime, so I pretended to be the true culprit so you could immediately investigate with all your strength.”

Although he didn’t know what the two of them had done, his initial expectations were fulfilled—the true culprit had made a mistake and proved his existence.

Now Huang Jin had the opportunity to confess everything.

Fu Xingchuan snorted. “You…”

“You want to ask me, why didn’t I use Huang Jin’s identity to pretend to be the culprit?”

Huang Jin smiled bitterly. “I reported the case on her, so this relationship is very easy to investigate. In case the true culprit noticed this, I’m not sure what he would do to her.”

“What an interesting ability.” Fu Xingchuan touched his chin. “Since you can see my thoughts, I’ll be blunt—God, I haven’t seen such a fool in years.”

Huang Jin: “……”

“But stupidity also has its benefits.” Fu Xingchuan commented with a smile. “At least in order to frame you, the true culprit exposed his modus operandi and the characteristics of his crimes, and in the process, released two victims.”

Lu Yuanyuan, Fan Yong, Liang Caihong, Ding Lizi… They currently had determined the identities of four of the seven.

For the police, this was enough information to make a breakthrough.

Crossing Fu Xingchuan’s shoulders, Huang Jin stared at Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo from not far away.

“…In fact, the complete thoughts I saw that day were like this.” He raised his head and looked at the ceiling lights.

“Lu Yuanyuan, as the first one, is a bit eye-catching, but the finished product works well. There’s no one looking to find the next six people, so it’ll be a lot easier.”

“My chair is about to collapse. I want to change to a bean bag. I have to find better ‘talent’.”

“That blind woman is so noisy, but the degree of completion is quite high. Should I throw it away?”

“Okay, take it easy.” Fu Xingchuan smacked the table. “Come on, use your abilities in the right way—since you’re considered friends with Ding Lizi, you should understand her thinking pattern. In this situation, what is she most likely to think?”

Fu Xingchuan threw a tablet in front of Huang Jin. “Write it all down, one by one.”

Huang Jin looked hard at Fu Xingchuan—not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Fu Xingchuan had entered a state of high-speed thinking. Those thoughts crawled too fast that it made it difficult for him to see clearly.

“Stop looking. Hurry up. Do you want to find your friend?” Fu Xingchuan noticed his little movements and snorted.

Huang Jin pursed his lips tightly and began typing quickly on the tablet.

“Minister, what shall we do?” Yin Ren raised his hand happily. “Now ‘Lu Guangzu’ isn’t Lu Guangzu, we have no work to do.”

“Then take a two-day break.” Fu Xingchuan gave them a sideways glance. “Oh, by the way, don’t gossip on this matter. We still need to smoke out the true culprit.”

Yin Ren put down his hands in satisfaction. He could be worry-free with such an expert, and he didn’t need to mention anything else.

……

The next day, Shian released the results of the investigation, saying that “Lu Guangzu isn’t the murderer in this case”, and then claimed that the case needed to be further investigated.

At the auction time of the ghost pawnshop, the encrypted chat room on the extranet reacted again.

In fact, shortly after giving the address of the human painting, the person started trying to contact them again. Before the news was disclosed, the two of them looked at each other while eating. They had kept the true culprit hanging dry for two days.

[winner99: Are you there?]

[skinship: ?]

Zhong Chengshuo tucked back his beloved nightcap, took a sip of hot milk, and tapped leisurely on the keyboard. He was crowded around by Yin Ren, Hu Tao, and Lu Tanfei—with three big ghosts around him, it created an indescribable scene.

[winner99: Do you want to break your promise?]

[skinship: Who broke his promise? Why did Shian suddenly announce that Lu Guangzu isn’t the murderer?]

[skinship: It took me a few days to clean up. Don’t you see that the momentum is wrong. You want to blame me for this bad debt?]

[winner99: I absolutely cleaned up all the evidence.]

[winner99: In short, I gave you my work, so our transaction is still valid. I don’t need you to answer my previous question. I want to change the conditions.]

[skinship: What are your conditions?]

[winner99: I will produce another work. Let me know who you are. You already know something about me, don’t you?]

[skinship: That’s your problem. For me, this deal isn’t very worthwhile.]

[winner99: Okay, if things go well, I can teach you the skills of keeping them fresh.]

[winner99: As you can see, I need a trustworthy person right now.]


Kinky Thoughts:

Since the culprit hasn’t been revealed yet, don’t focus too much on the gender used when describing them (if you’re trying to guess who it is). He/she is simply used as a placeholder to make the translation flow better.


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Evil As Humans Ch57

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 57: Unethical Behavior

Night.

The fake “Lu Guangzu”—Huang Jin, was lying in a separate guard room, staring straight at the ceiling. In the dim corner of the wall, something seemed to be surging quietly.

The situation had gotten out of control.

Time was limited. He wanted to rely on the human fragrance and demon painted skin to cause a stir so that Shian and the police would devote the maximum amount of manpower to the case.

Even if he didn’t have many clues, Shian should be able to help if it was just a few missing people. When Shian found traces of the real culprit, he would confess again.

However, behind the culprit was Sunken Society, making the current situation out of Huang Jin’s control. Should he just confess to Shian? He thought desperately, but he couldn’t give any more clues now.

Even if Shian knew that he was “Huang Jin” and found his past, it would show he was even less likely to be involved with Sunken Society. In this way, things would only get more complicated.

No, no way.

Now that things had come to a head, “King Yama” and Yin Ren were his only hope. Those were undoubtedly two powerhouses, so they would definitely be able to find a more suitable solution.

Until then, he could only remain silent and abide by his agreement with the two.

At the same time, two figures sneaked into a corridor.

“This feeling is really good, but I feel bad for Officer Sun.” Yin Ren stood in the basement of Huang Jin’s residence. “Zhong Ge, this is the taste of being an accomplice.”

Zhong Chengshuo was holding two spray cans and was carefully mixing medicine.

“What did you tell ‘Lu Guangzu’?” he asked in the dark.

“I told him that I would investigate the way I wanted to.” Yin Ren leaned against the wall of the basement, still holding the book <Huang Thaumatology> in his arms. “Well, now I prefer to sell him out. What about you? Did you make him any promises?”

“I just said I wasn’t going to make any more trouble than necessary.” Zhong Chengshuo replied sincerely. “Drawing out the true culprit isn’t ‘not making more trouble’, so some sacrifices are necessary.”

“Well, he’ll understand by then.” Yin Ren swiped his phone in the darkness.

If they could advance the case by “exposing Huang Jin”, Huang Jin shouldn’t make it difficult for them on the spot.

It wasn’t hard to “expose Huang Jin”. The two of them only need to prepare a few well-evidenced investigation reports and hand them in at the right time. As for how to make the report look reasonable and legal, Mr. Zhong was quite good at it.

“Speaking of which, are you done yet? You just sprayed around upstairs just now, so what is it…”

“Shh.”

Zhong Chengshuo pressed the spray nozzle.

As if a cold fire had been lit on the spot, the thick darkness was suddenly diluted.

In the small basement, Yin Ren saw the blue-purple fluorescence that almost covered the floor as it extended to every corner.

“Maybe your spirits and ghosts can’t prove this, or maybe some people can get rid of corpses in bizarre ways.”

Zhong Chengshuo leaned closer to Yin Ren and spoke in a soft voice.

“…But there will always be traces left.”

Yin Ren squatted down and pressed on the fluorescent bloodstains. This place was so carefully cleaned that even he couldn’t smell too much blood. At the moment, those bloodstains were clear and vivid. It could be seen that a very intense struggle took place here. In terms of the amount of blood loss, someone had to have died.

For example, a man surnamed Lu who had lost his face.

Click, click. Zhong Chengshuo raised his camera and quickly took photos for the report.

After taking the shots, he hesitated for a moment. “Yin Ren, do you know a similar technique for purifying extracted DNA?”

“Of course not!” Lord Ghost King replied in humiliation.

……

In the middle of the night, the ghost market gate opened, and the two turned onto the street where it was located. Yin Ren was smiling while Zhong Chengshuo took out a notebook. They went straight to the stall of Old Dog Peng and Xiao Mengpo.

Around 2 a.m., the two returned home. Zhong Chengshuo was carefully typing at the dining table while looking at the freshly released ghost market interview records. Next to the small notebook, the relevant interview materials for Huang Jin, Ding Lizi, and Lu Guangzu piled up in a precarious mountain.

The evening breeze blew, rustling the indoor potted plants. A piece of paper was blown to the ground and slid to the floor.

“Here.” Zhong Chengshuo was just about to bend over to pick it up when Yin Ren handed it back.

This was Huang Jin’s neighbor’s interview record. The above information about “Ding Lizi” was circled by Zhong Chengshuo, and a neat short timeline was marked in small print. Zhong Chengshuo glanced at the paper and put it back in its original position.

“Thank you.” His gaze returned to the screen.

When the second hand moved, the time was getting closer to 3 a.m. Countless interviews and data were swirling around Zhong Chengshuo’s head, but he didn’t feel sleepy at all.

Zhong Chengshuo sadly found that regular work and rest were drifting away from him…

While his accomplice was pretending to wear an apron while guarding the kitchen as he swiped his phone—the stew pot in the kitchen was gurgling softly, and the smell of strewed pork wafted out. This would be served with rice noodles later, making a warm late-night meal.

Even though it was late at night, everything had a weird sense of harmony.

“Got it!” Yin Ren suddenly put down the chopsticks he stole and leaned over to Zhong Chengshuo.

Zhong Chengshuo’s typing paused.

Yin Ren put his phone in front of Zhong Chengshuo, unable to hide the smugness in his face.

On the screen was the Nightwalkers’ online chat room. The ghost pawn shop was open for business at this time. It seemed something happened recently, as many Nightwalkers came to watch the excitement, so the online chat room was a bit deserted.

This made several messages particularly eye-catching.

[Anonymous 41: Seeking to buy comfortable sitting furniture. PM if interested.] Because the user turned on the anonymous function, his ID showed a gray color, which almost blended in with the black chat background.

[Demons & Monsters: To the friend above, I suggest Furniture Imports.]

[Xingwang Repair Station (come here for all household and spiritual appliance repair): I have cheap old furniture here. I sent you the link.]

[Xingwang Repair Station (come here for all household and spiritual appliance repair): Fuck this person won’t reply to my PMs at all.]

[Anonymous 41: Seeking to buy comfortable sitting furniture. PM if interested.]

[Lao Zhang Fruit Pancake 028: Why are you still anonymous when you want to buy something?]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Could this be some secret code?]

[Anonymous 41: Seeking to buy comfortable sitting furniture. PM if interested.]

The person continued as if they hadn’t seen the messages and swiped for almost half a minute. After swiping ten times in a row, he would pause for ten minutes, then continue. Regardless of whether the Nightwalkers taunted or ridiculed, this person had no other response, as if he were like a spam account that was posting advertisements.

Weirdos would appear every year, especially this year, so the Nightwalkers quickly lost interest and chatted about their recent work.

“It’s him?” Zhong Chengshuo took a sip of his coffee and secretly glanced at Yin Ren’s account name—he was logged in as “Favorite Sky”, which should have been borrowed from the Lu family.

“Very likely. I’ll try.”

Yin Ren pulled over a chair and sat down next to Zhong Chengshuo. He also turned on the anonymous feature and clicked on the anonymous user’s private message box.

[Anonymous 83: Bean bag, private customization.]

[Anonymous 41: Accepted. Chat outside the station.]

The anonymous user quickly withdrew the message, which was then followed by a string of URLs.

Zhong Chengshuo opened it and found it was an encrypted chat room on the extranet, which was common among the Nightwalkers. Visitors needed to answer questions from the homeroom owner online to get permission to enter.

“It could indeed be him.” Zhong Chengshuo opened the URL on his computer again, and an input box was arbitrarily placed in front of the two of them.

[Why contact me?] The question was marked in black and white above the input box, and a blood-red ten-second countdown was next to it.

As soon as Yin Ren was about to open his mouth, Zhong Chengshuo had already typed out the response: [Because you’re also interested in me.]

[Why contact me?] With a ding, the answer was approved. However, the next input box popped up immediately without giving them any time to react.

The exact same question with the exact same ten-second countdown.

[I know you are the maker of the chair.] Zhong Chengshuo answered quickly.

“Ding!” The prompt “The owner has approved” popped up again next to the answer.

[Why contact me?] Appeared for the third time, along with the ten-second countdown.

The two glanced at each other and nodded.

Zhong Chengshuo typed: [Appreciate your vivid work.]

The pleasant “ding” sounded for a third time. The interface of the chatroom finally appeared in front of the two of them. The interface was simple and rough, with white characters on a black background. There was a “2” hanging on the column of the number of people in the room, but the IDs weren’t displayed.

This was the first time they faced the “true culprit”.

More than ten seconds passed, but there was no change on the interface.

The other side remained quiet, obviously waiting for them to speak first. ID and opening remarks; they had to be extremely careful not to let this half-cooked duck fly away.

Yin Ren: “Let me think about it…”

Zhong Chengshuo simply registered the ID “skinskip”. “Just let me do it.”

[skinship: Hello.]

After a few seconds, this record was automatically destroyed by the system and disappeared from the interface.

[winner99: How do you know I want a bean bag?] The person got straight to the point.

“Keep him hanging.” Yin Ren quickly leaned over. His long hair slid on Zhong Chengshuo’s bare arm, causing the latter to subconsciously shrink his hands, which slowed his typing speed.

[skinship: Secrets have a price.]

winner99 fell silent. Across the fluorescent screen, they couldn’t sense each other’s feelings. Zhong Chengshuo’s fingers hung on the keyboard for a moment before they started clacking out a line.

[skinship: I want to make a deal with you.]

[winner99: ?]

[skinship: I make people into works, but they always rot immediately. I have never seen that kind of vividness, so I want to take a closer look.]

[winner99: What do you mean?]

[skinship: Don’t put it in the ghost pawnshop next time. Can you show it to me in another place?]

[winner99: There will be no next time.]

Yin Ren clicked his tongue. The culprit was really cautious. He knew that the more his “work” was exposed, the greater the possibility Shian would catch any flaws.

Fortunately, they were prepared. Yin Ren leaned over Zhong Chengshuo’s ear and quickly whispered the planned lines.

[skinship: The first one is a bit eye-catching, but the finished product works well. No one is looking for the next six, so it’ll be much easier.]

[skinship: Your chair is about to collapse, so you want to change to a bean bag.]

[skinship: Hee hee.] In Yin Ren’s shocked expression, Zhong Chengshuo blankly added two more words.

[winner99: ……]

[winner99: How do you know?]

[skinship: Like I said, secrets have a price.]

[winner99: I’ll make a deal. I can produce another work. You can go to the ghost pawnshop and bid on it yourself.]

[skinship: And let you find out who I am? That’s no good.]

[skinship: How about this. I don’t care who Lu Guangzu is. He claims to be the murderer. Why not just plant this on him?]

[winner99: Hmm.]

[winner99: I’ll give you the address after I’ve arranged it. Recently, there’s been a lot of searching from Shian, so it won’t take long for it to be exposed.]

[winner99: Take care of yourself.]

After typing these words, the homeroom owner ID instantly went out, and the person logged off.

The fish had bitten the hook. The two accomplices huddled together and exchanged glances. Yin Ren patted Zhong Chengshuo’s arm and curled his brows. “Not bad, Zhong Ge. I’ll give you the best stew later.”

How unfortunate that this person didn’t become a police officer. When dealing with dangerous people, Zhong Chengshuo seemed to have a natural intuition for it.

Yin Ren hummed as he headed back into the kitchen and began to fill two porcelain bowls with broth. Zhong Chengshuo relaxed his muscles and looked at the chat page again—

The time limit for the messages had long passed, so the records had been automatically destroyed.

Later, he would clear the private messages on “Favorite Sky” and the matter would be completed.

When acting as King Yama, Zhong Chengshuo had done similar work countless times. He was extremely proficient in operations. For a moment, he thought he had returned to the base below the warehouse. It was just…

“Click.”

A bowl of steaming stewed pork and rice noodles was delivered to Zhong Chengshuo.

The rice noodle bowl wasn’t large and was filled with noodle soup that was decorated with fresh, green, crispy lettuce. The stewed meat inside was all lean meat, which didn’t make it smell greasy. Yin Ren’s own bowl was full of red chili oil and didn’t have a single vegetable leaf.

“I’m relying on you, Zhong Ge. I really can’t handle things like reports,” Yin Ren said sincerely.

“I stew this meat according to a recipe. Try it.”

Zhong Chengshuo carefully picked up a pair of chopsticks and put them in his mouth. The taste was mellow and warm, not overly heavy, which was just to his liking.

It was hard to imagine that not so long ago, they were dealing with a cunning serial killer at this table.

“Why do you want to go this far?” Zhong Chengshuo suddenly asked. “This time, the Emergency Management Department has made a move. You don’t need to wade in the water.”

Yin Ren’s identity was unknown, and he was involved with evil things. Once he was exposed, he would definitely lose the peaceful life he had at the moment. Why did he want to take this risk knowing the consequences?

“Hm?” Yin Ren’s chewing paused.

“Because I get upset thinking about it. The true culprit deserves death by a thousand cuts.” Yin Ren thought for a while and replied briskly.

Zhong Chengshuo: “…That’s it?”

“Well, I think you should be able to understand,” Yin Ren said. “After all, didn’t you also wade into the water, Mr. Accomplice?”

……

Two days later, Shian Building, Foreign Object Identification Department.

A huge oil painting replaced the position of the human chair in the white observation room. The medication that stabilized its vital signs dripped down the infusion bag and slowly flowed into the picture frame.

Looking at the picture, this should have been a landscape painting. However, there was no blue sky and white clouds on the canvas; instead, it was filled with red, white, and yellow. The frame of the picture was a bit soft, the fine lines of the border were like reliefs and wrinkles, and the frame itself was bone-like to the touch. It also had the temperature of a human’s body.

A constantly stinking dirt flowed beneath the frame. The canvas swelled appallingly from time to time, like boiling water.

The second Ge Tingting pressed her stethoscope, she suddenly covered her ears—compared to the human chair, the condition of this human painting was even worse. Except for meaningless screams, the victim couldn’t even formulate a single word.

Liang Caihong, female, 49 years old, disappeared more than 50 days ago. She was the second victim to be “found” and was one of the 10 people screened by the police.

Liang Caihong was just an ordinary housekeeper. Her only daughter was diagnosed with cancer three years ago and passed away less than a year later. This consumed the family’s entire savings.

Recently, her husband suffered a sudden stroke, making Liang Caihong the only person to support the entire family. Before she disappeared, almost everyone thought she “ran away without a word”.

But several of her little sisters insisted this wasn’t the case…

“Caihong has a very good temper and would never leave without saying goodbye.”

Facts had proven that this was indeed the case.

They could only see what she looked like in photos now. Liang Caihong looked much older than her real age, but there was a shy smile on her face. The smile suppressed the coldness between her brows, and even revealed a strange girlish expression.

Another living person disappeared into the corner of society and silently turned into a “dead thing”.

Fu Xingchuan stood in front of the window of the observation room with a complicated expression. “Can Ms. Liang’s sanity be restored?”

“If we can restore her human form and then slowly recuperate, there is indeed a possibility of recovery.” The staff next to him reported diligently. “But she’s in an extremely bad state now…”

This painting was found in the basement of one of Lu Gaungzu’s ex-girlfriends.

That ex-girlfriend broke up with him a few years ago. She moved back home, and the old residence she was living in was empty. Last night, Shian’s detection drone went to that area and found abnormal fluctuations of Evil Force and quickly rescued the “human painting”.

As for when it was put there, no one could tell.

Fu Xingchuan wiped his face with both hands and let out a long sigh. “Forget it. Another one, one by one… I’ll ask the minister later.”

“Minister Fu, I’m a little curious.” Lord Ghost King innocently leaned over. “Is this a solid conclusion that Lu Guangzu is the real murderer? I heard Xiaohe Jie say before that it’s unlikely it’s him…”

Fu Xingchuan glanced at him wearily. “Evidence is greater than judgment experience. With things like this, even if he isn’t, Lu Guangzu can’t wipe his hands from this.”

“Really? Strange, it doesn’t make sense.”

“What doesn’t make sense?” Fu Xingchuan pinched the bridge of his nose.

Yin Ren presented a thick report with both hands.

“Minister Fu, this is the investigation report that Zhong Ge and I just planned to hand in… According to our investigation, Lu Guangzu died six months ago at the hands of ‘Huang Jin’.”

“Someone in the bureau is pretending to be a dead man, and someone outside the bureau is planting dead people. Isn’t this weird?”


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Evil As Humans Ch56

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 56: Fine Pork

At 11:00 p.m., Yin Ren knocked on Zhong Chengshuo’s door.

After knocking three times, Yin Ren didn’t speak up and was seemingly waiting for something.

At this moment, Zhong Chengshuo had just finished taking a shower and was about to fall asleep. Is this person going to the ghost market again? Zhong Chengshuo got up from bed and walked drowsily to the door.

“I want to talk to you.”

Yin Ren’s tone was solemn.

“At 1 in the morning, the location is on Wanxing Road. It’s at the factory base of those gangsters in Feng Qi’s case. Go alone and remember to turn off your positioning and leave no traces—you should have a way to turn it off, right?”

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t respond, as if he were silencing himself, lest he deliver himself to the front door.

“You can also skip this if you want.” Across the bedroom door, Yin Ren’s voice had a bit of a smile. “It’s good to maintain the current state.”

“I see.” Zhong Chengshuo didn’t give an exact answer.

Yin Ren didn’t reply again. Zhong Chengshuo only heard the door click as he left.

In the bedroom, Zhong Chengshuo’s drowsiness was completely swept away. He slowly took off his nightcap and thought about it for about ten minutes.

Why did Yin Ren suddenly ask him to meet outside? Could it be that his suspicion of Yin Ren was detected, or worse, was his identity exposed…?

He had to confirm it.

When Zhong Chengshuo moved again, his actions were like a series of arrangements—Zhong Chengshuo opened the drawer, took out his usual notebook, and wrote a message on the last page. He then picked up the kettle, poured the water on the indoor green plant, and began to unhurriedly clean up.

After this was done, the time had just reached midnight.

Zhong Chengshuo neatly put on a black sweater, equipped the Evil Fruit, and put the spare phone and cash into his pocket.

When he reached the empty factory building for the last case, the time was exactly 10 minutes before the arranged meeting time.

The factory had been swept by Shian. Though the graffiti on the walls was still there, the garbage and paint cans had been cleaned up, making it even more empty than last time. Given that this place was “haunted”, not to mention the previous gangsters, even the homeless in the neighborhood were reluctant to approach. The only living things here were cockroaches and moss growing in the corners.

It was a good night, as the moonlight shone through the rows of windows, glistening the ground as if it were frozen with a layer of frost.

Yin Ren was in front of one of the windows.

He was sitting on a huge cardboard box. His long hair was scattered, and his eyes were slightly red. There was a strong smell of blood and flesh coming from the box, which seemed to contain something unpleasant.

“You’re here.” Seeing Zhong Chengshuo pull down his hood, Yin Ren showed his usual smile.

Zhong Chengshuo maintained a safe distance without saying a word.

“Zhong Ge, I need your assistance in this case.”

Yin Ren wasn’t uncomfortable with Zhong Chengshuo’s silence. He stood up and started moving.

“Assistance? Why me?” Zhong Chengshuo stood still, but the muscles in his body were completely tense due to his wariness.

Yin Ren’s tone was brisk. “I have a good way of catching the true culprit, but it’s not in compliance, and I can’t hide it from you as my partner.”

When he spoke, Yin Ren put his hands behind his back.

Zhong Chengshuo lowered his body’s center of gravity and stared at Yin Ren’s arm.

Yin Ren didn’t seem to notice and continued, “Zhong Ge, we have been working together for a while, so I can see some things—for example, you think that human life is more important than compliance.”

“Since our purpose is to solve the case, instead of distracting and fooling you, it’s better for us to work together to save people. You can help me keep a little secret, right?”

Zhong Chengshuo maintained a vigilant posture and stared at Yin Ren for a while.

A trap? Or is it a test? How much does Yin Ren know about him?

He originally thought that their peaceful pattern of getting along could be maintained. Who would have thought that this person would give him a surprise attack. For a moment, Zhong Chengshuo was caught off guard.

However, when he thought about it, Yin Ren didn’t mention anything like “I know you are acting differently”. It was more like revealing his strength than testing him. The man’s behavior was explained as “in order to save people as quickly as possible, he chose to confess to his partner”, which seemed to make sense.

He had to choose the most natural response.

Silence spread in the empty factory building. Yin Ren waited patiently; his movements and smile remained unchanged. For a while, only the sound of breathing from the two people was left in the huge space.

“…Okay, I agree.”

After a long while, Zhong Chengshuo finally spoke in a neutral tone. He glanced at the box.

“As long as you’re not endangering others and limit it to this case, I can give you some information and… help.”

“Nn,” Yin Ren smiled, while his brows furrowed.

He approached step by step with his hands behind his back and stopped in front of Zhong Chengshuo. The latter held his breath and moved the calf that was hiding the Evil Fruit.

Bang!

A firework of confetti exploded. Countless confetti sprayed onto the roof of the dilapidated factory. The moonlight was bright, reflecting the smooth confetti with its blinding light.

For fear of an insufficient atmosphere, Mr. Yin hid two confetti sprayers behind his back and started pulling one after the other. “Congratulations on reaching the accomplice alliance achievement—”

Zhong Chengshuo took a step back silently, avoiding the colorful snowflake-like confetti.

When all those little things fell to the ground, he slowly stretched out his hand and patted away the remaining fragments that were still stuck to him. “Do you know that these things still have to be cleaned up?”

“I’ll take care of it later.” Yin Ren waved the confetti sprayer happily. “It’s faster if two people clean it up.”

“What if I didn’t agree?”

“I’ll persuade you again and try to appeal to your feelings and reason. There’s always a solution if we have the same purpose.”

“What if I insist on reporting it to Shian?” Zhong Chengshuo felt a slight headache.

“If you insist on exposing me, then I can only run away. To tell you the truth, I’m very confident in running away.” Yin Ren snorted. “But I am more confident in my vision of reading people. If I succeed, you and I will be in the same boat…”

Zhong Chengshuo held himself back. He couldn’t retort this person’s shamelessness. At any rate, this person was a powerful person, but he seemed to have no such thing as “the dignity” that accompanied powerful people.

“This is not how complicity works.” Zhong Chengshuo wiped his face in pain.

“It is.”

“No…”

“We’re in cahoots*.”

*(狈为奸) Idiom deriving from a fable that means colluding with each other to do bad things.

“Okay, we’re in cahoots.” Zhong Chengshuo felt helpless as he pointed to the cardboard box. “Business matters. What’s in the box?”

There was a trace of pride on Yin Ren’s face. “Bait.”

He slightly tore open the cardboard box and revealed the contents…

A wig, an entire pig, a set of butcher’s knives. There was even a bean bag chair in there.

Zhong Chengshuo blankly recalled the definition of “bait*” in modern language. For a moment, he regretted cooperating with this guy.

*Clarity: The word is (钓饵) which refers to fishing bait but is also a metaphor for things that are used to seduce people.

Sure enough, his bad feeling quickly came true. He saw Yin Ren lift the set of knives and enthusiastically place them in front of Zhong Chengshuo.

“The ghost market is quite good. As long as you have money, you can get everything.” Yin Ren lamented. “Come, Zhong Ge, let’s divide up this pig.”

Zhong Chengshuo looked at the complete set of butcher knives numbly. If he really liked Yin Ren, his “like” at this moment would wane a bit.

“You specifically called me here to help you divide up a pig?” Zhong Chengshuo said slowly. “That’s it?”

“What’s wrong? When we’re ready, we have to move things to the ghost market. Oh, there’s also the collusion afterwards, which is very important.” Yin Ren cracked his fingers solemnly. “Don’t underestimate dividing a pig. We have to work together and do it very neatly.”

Zhong Chengshuo took a deep breath and quickly sorted out his mood. “How do you plan to catch the true culprit?”

Yin Ren paused his knife motion. He touched his chin, and his smile became deeper.

“You’ll find out later.”

The knives gleamed in the factory. From time to time, there would be the dull sound of sharp objects piercing flesh. The skin, fresh meat, internal organs, and bones were neatly separated by the two of them. The entire pig was gradually divided and cleaned.

At the moment of completion, Yin Ren dragged over the bean bag..

Zhong Chengshuo finally couldn’t hold back. “…What, are you planning to lie down?”

No matter what Yin Ren did now, he wouldn’t find it strange. King Yama felt quite tired after a long absence.

“Zhong Ge, I do have some special abilities. It’s not convenient to tell you the details, but I assure you that I have absolutely no malice towards Shian or you—”

This time, Yin Ren didn’t evade Zhong Chengshuo as he muttered obscure incantations under his breath.

Zhong Chengshuo saw the bones soften and squirm as if they were alive. They gradually merged into the fabric of the bean bag and turned into a neat, thin support. The fabric and the bones were inseparable, but not as completely integrated as the “human chair”.

Yin Ren was imitating the real culprit’s technique.

This was followed by the internal organs, fresh meat, skin, and the wig. As if molded in clay, they wrapped around the fabric one by one and integrated into the interior of the sofa. The original soft, cloth-like bean bag took shape, and the outline became clearer.

Time passed, and eventually a beautiful and bizarre “bean bag” was completely finished.

It was embedded with countless exquisite “bones” and the backrest and corners were decorated with a low-key and beautiful visceral pattern. The place where it came into contact with people had a standard skin texture, and it felt soft like flesh. The sutures were jet black, like hair, blending everything just right with a touch of eerie elegance.

“As expected of a wig made of real human hair.” Yin Ren touched the bald hairnet. “It really worked.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s expression turned serious. He tentatively patted the cold bean bag.

“This will do?”

“No, this thing still needs to be stained with evil qi.”

This was just a regular pig from a slaughterhouse. There was even a quarantine stamp on it. The pig’s death method was standard, so there wasn’t much resentment. Even if the appearance passed the test, a knowledgeable person could discern the problems.

Yin Ren took out his phone and opened Coffin Nails.

In the next moment, Hu Tao and Lu Tanfei appeared in front of him.

“Wow, this is amazing.” Hu Tao looked at the bean bag with interest. “Did you do it? You ran here in the middle of the night to make a bean bag?”

Lu Tanfei was silent. The old man looked worried, as if he wasn’t interested in anything.

“Come on, both of you.” Yin Ren turned his back to Zhong Chengshuo and said, “Please sit on this sofa for an hour and inject more ghostly presence into it.”

Hu Tao: “What?”

Yin Ren: “And Elder Lu, I’ll teach you a set of techniques for penetrating flesh and objects. You must learn it as soon as possible. It may be useful in the future.”

“Hehe, so it’s true. I’m just here to help you carry the pot in the future.” Hu Tao was obviously thinking about how she had been cheated on learning how to fly before. “But since Zhong Chengshuo is here, it must be business.”

“It is business, I promise.” Yin Ren spoke seriously. “We want to use it to catch the culprit.”

Hearing these words, Lu Tanfei finally reacted. He immediately turned into a human spider and hugged the bean bag tightly in his arms.

“I see.” He opened his six eyes wide and replied in a hoarse voice, “I’ll do my best.”

Zhong Chengshuo waited quietly for Yin Ren to communicate with the air. Only when Yin Ren turned around did he ask questions.

“I probably know what you’re going to do—you’re going to send this imitation work to the ghost pawnshop and ask the boss to send out a message. The Nightwalkers will spread the news since they’re good at it. Still, I have two questions.”

“Hm?” Yin Ren was putting the rest of the meat into the bean bag.

“First, how can you guarantee that the true culprit will definitely respond to you?”

“The real culprit has a love for showing off. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have specially displayed that human chair through the auction—the more obvious thing to do would be to destroy it, leaving Shian with fewer clues. If this were to be publicized, the culprit will likely respond.”

Zhong Chengshuo wasn’t satisfied with this answer. “Then there’s also a possibility of failure.”

“If this was changed to something else, it may fail.” Yin Ren cocked the corner of his mouth. “But with this ‘bean bag’… As long as we provoke properly, he will react.”

Zhong Chengshuo narrowed his eyes and stared at Yin Ren for a while.

“Second question. What are you going to do with the meat? Imitate body parts? Making traces similar to the culprit?” He pointed at the bag of meat in Yin Ren’s hand.

“What are you thinking?!” Yin Ren was shocked. “This is good-quality meat and pork belly. I can’t let it go to waste. I’m taking it home.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “……”

That night, the ghost pawnshop received a secret auction item that looked like a work of art. It was an extraordinarily delicate and beautiful bean bag, with a complete person fused inside that exuded a strong ghostly presence.

Even if Lao Jiang was used to seeing the world, he couldn’t help but lament. The recent auction items were becoming so horrifying that even a corpse like himself found it difficult to bear.

For the living chair, Shian came to question him several times, so he wasn’t able to hold an auction recently. Unfortunately, the Nightwalkers were on equal footing with Shian, and they had their own reasons as well—the ghost pawnshop had stood for 300 years, and its secrecy had been tested against time.

To make such a comeback, this could be considered having earned enough face, so Lao Jiang was very satisfied.

That said, the auctioneer found a strange message attached.

[Your work is beautiful, but mine’s not bad either. I know you want this. Do you want to play hide and seek together?]

[Looking forward to your response, your friend.]

……

The next day, near the old town.

“That’s a lot of money,” Yin Ren said in shock while reading the report.

“Yes, a lot of money,” Zhong Chengshuo repeated without any emotion.

It could be said that the sale went well. Their bean bag sold for a high price of 120,000, which was 20,000 higher than the human chair. The sucker’s surname was Ming’an—since the human chair was discovered, another investigation team had been going to the ghost pawnshop every night, so naturally they wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

“Unfortunately, this is all going to Lao Jiang.” Yin Ren turned off the investigation report in pain. If he and Zhong Chengshuo dared to touch the money, it would alert Shian, who would come to their door within minutes.

What a pity. It was a handmade souvenir of their first cooperation.

As for the follow-up inspection, the two weren’t worried. The bean bag could fool Lao Jiang, but not the DNA testing device from the Foreign Object Identification Department. Shian would soon discover the truth that the meat was simply pork.

But as far as Shian was concerned, naturally, this result wouldn’t be publicized. This was the bait that was sent to the door, so everyone was anxious for the true culprit to take it.

“There will be results tonight. Wait a bit longer.” Yin Ren leaned over Zhong Chengshuo and whispered in his ears. “How’s it going, Zhong Ge? Does it feel good to be an accomplice?”

“It’s limited to just this case,” Zhong Chengshuo silently replied.

“Yes, I understand. Then let’s exchange some information. Why did you check Huang Jin first?” Is it because you’re afraid of spooking the snake? For “King Yama” of the Nightwalkers, this reason was flimsy.

So Yin Ren added pitifully, “You have dirt on me, so don’t worry. Maybe I can help.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s brows twitch. The feeling of helplessness from last night came up again—this person was clearly testing him, but he couldn’t refuse.

Because Yin Ren might really be able to help, which was something Zhong Chengshuo wasn’t accustomed to thinking.

“Lu Guangzu is most likely Huang Jin in disguise.”

After a long moment of silence, Zhong Chengshuo lowered his head and tried his best to answer in an airy voice.

“Ding Lizi most likely is one of the victims, and Huang Jin has a very close relationship with her. However, Huang Jin chose Lu Guangzu as a disguise, indicating that he and Lu Guangzu also crossed paths, and Lu Guangzu is also involved with Sunken Society—Huang Jin is the intersection of the victim and the suspect. The authorities are lost. Perhaps he has more clues on him.”

“You got this much information just by shaking him?” Yin Ren was speechless.

“I’m better at reading people.”

“Zhong Ge, your confidence is quite strong.” Yin Ren’s facial features instantly wrinkled as if they were writing “as if I believe you” on it.

Zhong Chengshuo slowly looked away. “…I am good at reading people.”

“But if you’re right, I have a good idea. It may be unethical. Do you want to hear it?”

“Remove the ‘may’ first,” Zhong Chengshuo said in a serious tone.

This experience was really fresh,’ Zhong Chengshuo thought to himself. Before, he preferred to be alone in the basement, working silently on the evidence board. Now it felt good to have a conversation with a living person… Although he still didn’t know if the other party was actually alive.

“The real Lu Guangzu probably met misfortune,” Yin Ren said. “I recognize that kind of disguise. You need to use human skin…”

“Hey, you two are almost glued together!” Officer Sun waved his hand from the front. “Hurry up. Don’t you want to investigate Huang Jin?”

“Coming!” Yin Ren quickly returned to his normal voice and didn’t continue.

Huang Jin’s residence was close to the old town.

The building was an old-fashioned five-story building with a basement on the ground floor. There wasn’t much domestic garbage in the corridor, but there was still a layer of grayness floating on the cement steps. The tone was full of the sense of the last century.

Huang Jin lived on the fifth floor. It was a residence that wasn’t rented and had been empty.

“Single-parent family. Huang Jin has been living here alone since his mother passed away five years ago.”

Officer Sun opened the home.

The room inside was extremely ordinary. It was full of the aesthetics of the elderly, looking a bit lifeless and dim. The air conditioner and refrigerator were covered with beige knitted sleeves, and a mess of gifts and sundries were stuffed inside the old cabinets. At the corner of one of the brown cabinets was a cobweb-like crack.

Even Zhong Chengshuo’s parents’ home was livelier than here.

The only thing that could show the age of the owner was probably the guitar on the sofa—it was so new that it looked out of place with the surroundings, making it particularly conspicuous.

Officer Sun touched the guitar and sighed. “This Huang Jin’s life is quite difficult. Around the time when he was in elementary or middle school, his mother lost her sight due to illness. He had been taking care of her while studying, so he had debts out through his ass for her medical treatment.”

Based on his experience, Huang Jin didn’t seem like the type who could “strip people’s skin”.

According to the neighbors, Huang Jin had lived here since he was a child. He had always been taciturn, but his temper was good. Unfortunately, his grades weren’t good. He only lasted until middle school. He was recently laid off by his company last year, which showed how difficult his life was.

“How did he pay his debts?” Zhong Chengshuo said as he looked through the information. “He just paid off his debt a few months ago.”

“Making small handicrafts and selling them to young people.” Officer Sun pointed to the balcony—it had been turned into a workbench by Huang Jin. There were still many unfinished small wood carvings on it, all of which looked cute and lovely.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo looked at each other.

They both knew that what they were looking for wasn’t this.

Huang Jin’s residence was ordinary. The police had searched it many times without finding anything suspicious. When it was discovered, the door of the residence was even locked in a regular manner, and there were no traces of anything shady in the home.

On the surface, this was just a young man who left home one day and never came back.

Zhong Chengshuo: “We want to see the basement.”

“We checked the basement. It’s full of debris that hasn’t been moved for months.” Another young police officer leaned over. “Huang Jin disappeared two weeks ago, so it’s better to look here.”

“We’re just following the process.” Yin Ren answered with a smile. “We’ll just take a quick look.”

The basement in Huang Jin’s residence was indeed full of miscellaneous things.

Relics that belonged to the elderly, old furniture and tools, useless books, rusty bicycles—all kinds of things of little value were piled up in a small space, full of dust.

Yin Ren glanced around and strode to an abandoned bookcase. The basement was a bit damp. Deep in the bookcase, rows of old books exuded a damp and decadent smell.

One of them smelled wrong.

Yin Ren carefully took out the <Huang Thaumatology>—the pages of the book were so worn that they couldn’t be read, and they would fall apart with a hard touch. Looking at the flipping traces, the first half of the book was flipped more frequently. Inside were some introductory techniques for spirit smiths, as well as the production of basic spirit weapons that could affect luck and prosperity.

The book was old, but the skills explained inside were ordinary, so it wasn’t a rare secret book.

Yin Ren gently turned over to the back. Sure enough, he found the recipe for making “human fragrance” and “demon painted skin”. On the page of “demon painted skin”, the corner of the book had more sesame seed-sized, dark brown traces, like old blood.

Yin Ren leaned his nose close to the stain and sniffed carefully.

“I want to take this away.” Yin Ren stuffed the book into the evidence bag and handed it to the police officer. “Please register.”

“There’s blood?” Zhong Chengshuo asked.

“Well, dead blood.”

Zhong Chengshuo paused for a moment, then jerkily said, “Yin Ren, are you interested in being unethical together?”


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Evil As Humans Ch55

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 55: The Search

“I’ve checked. Those chat records are true. The other party is indeed Lu Guangzu. Bai Yongji transferred about 50,000 yuan to him, and all the money went to his bank account.”

Lu Xiaohe’s speech was muffled since she was chewing on a pen.

“But that Mr. Bai’s behavior is a bit subtle… Although it can be understood as ‘I want to make a good impression on the friend of the person I’m chasing’, this news came at just the right time. Xiao Yin, Xiao Zhong, what do you think?”

“It could be bait.” “Wait a few days.” The two spoke in unions.

“Don’t worry, Xiaohe Jie. Just leave it to us,” Yin Ren added briskly.

Zhong Chengshuo was even more brisk. “I’ll check the background of this person as soon as possible.”

“Good. You two are getting better at your job,” Lu Xiaohe said with relief. “Alright, time for Teacher Lu to review your homework.”

She pulled up Yin Ren’s “interrogation report”.

“Xiao Yin, you have a lot of typos, so pay a little more attention next time. Let’s start with the contents first…”

Lu Xiaohe pulled up several other reports.

“Indeed, we did a polygraph test and also have the police’s interrogation report. Lu Guangzu may not really be the real culprit. Xiao Yin, you should check the reports from other departments before writing yours. There could be important clues in them.”

“For example, the Inspection Department also issued a report yesterday. The ‘Evil Force’ corruption on Fang Yong is identical to Feng Qi’s case. This case does have the handwriting of Sunken Society.”

Having said that, Lu Xiaohe paused for a moment.

“…But I have another question. If Sunken Society is behind Lu Guangzu, he didn’t have to ‘surrender’ thanklessly. There are numerous ways to demonstrate and spread the news.”

She flipped the pen around in her hand and fell into contemplation.

Zhong Chengshuo’s gaze swept across Yin Ren as he spoke in a normal tone. “If he pretends to ‘surrender’, does this mean he’s providing clues?”

“Exposing the case? Like some kind of part of justice?” The pen in Lu Xiaohe’s hand turned faster. “If he has clues on the murderer, why didn’t he just hand them over to Shian?”

“Perhaps he couldn’t get the evidence, but he was anxious for us to investigate the case, so he took a risk. In theory, this could be a possibility.” Zhong Chengshuo seemed to be implying something. “But looking at Yin Ren’s report, this is unlikely.”

Lu Xiaohe shook her head. “You’re right. I just mentioned it casually. If Lu Guangzu really reported the crime in a self-exposed manner, why would he help Sunken Society recruit Xiao Yin—Xiao Yin, this information is important. You’re not wrong about Lu Guangzu’s intention, right?”

“Definitely true. I swear on Zhong Ge’s innocence.” Yin Ren gave Zhong Chengshuo a meaningful glance.

“Stop talking nonsense.” Lu Xiaohe was indifferent. “Anyway, for our group, the direction from above has been set. The search for the other missing people and the investigation into Sunken Society will be followed up by other groups. You guys will continue to cooperate with the police and be in charge of Lu Guangzu, and also keep an eye out on Bai Yongji to see if you can dig anything up.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “Regarding the ‘human chair’, is this all the report has?”

At present, they had only seen the analysis of the Evil Force but the report didn’t say much about the status or cause of the “human chair” itself.

“In fact, the final report hasn’t come out yet. I’m also very concerned.” Lu Xiaohe clacked on the keyboard. She repeatedly inquired unsuccessfully and clicked her tongue.

“Strange, how come the Foreign Object Identification Department is so slow this time… Well, I’ll ask later. Let’s continue working first.”

She closed the inquiry window bitterly, causing the big screen to beep while Zhong Chengshuo spread out the 10 missing people documents.

“Officer Sun investigated all missing reports in the last three months and narrowed the scope to ten people. These ten people completely ‘disappeared from the world’ without any traces or clues left behind.”

Ten files lay in front of them. They included men, women, and children. Through the small photos, they looked at the world outside the photos. Their expressions were either stiff or gentle, but they all had the same vivid look.

“Except for the information of Lu Yuanyuan and Fan Yong, the remaining 8 missing people now have special police forces investigating. Which one did Xiao Zhong think was special yesterday… Oh, this one.”

Lu Xiaohe zoomed in on the last file. A sweet, smiling face occupied a quarter of the big screen. The girl’s features weren’t outstanding, but her smile was very sunny, which gave a radiance to her face. The girl’s eyes were a bit foggy, giving her an elf-like beauty rather than being strange.

“Ding Lizi, female, 21 years old, disappeared two weeks ago. At that time, the Haigu police made a record but didn’t focus on investigating it.”

The police kept a detailed record of the girl’s disappearance—in a sense, the police weren’t negligent.

Ding Lizi was heavily sight impaired, which made her almost indistinguishable from a blind person. Her hometown was in the distant X Province, and she recently came to Haigu with her fellow villagers for work. Ding Lizi worked as a customer representative during the day and would sing at a nearby bar at night, which meant the scope of her activities was relatively small.

Two weeks ago, a young man came to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to report a case, claiming the Ding Lizi was missing.

However, at that point in time, Ding Lizi had just lost contact with her boss—she had sent a voice message to the customer service company and the bar, saying that something was wrong at home and she wanted to return to her hometown with her fellow villagers. The man who reported her missing wasn’t related to her in any way, so the police only made a record but didn’t disclose Ding Lizi’s relevant information to him.

After all, the reporter couldn’t get any tangible evidence, so he could only repeatedly state that “she and I have an appointment” and “she wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye”.

This time, the police thoroughly investigated the disappearance case, and after several turnarounds, they contacted Ding Lizi’s family in her hometown. The family said they had never seen her and couldn’t reach her because her phone was turned off and all communications and payment accounts hadn’t been touched. Officer Sun immediately made the decision to include her in the category of “possible victims”.

Incidentally, the police searched for the man named “Huang Jin” who reported the case and found that he was also suspected of disappearing in place.

“If you’re sure you want to investigate her, I’ll let Officer Sun know and include you on the investigation team.” Lu Xiaohe stopped rotating her pen and put it back on the table. “Don’t put too much emphasis on the investigation of the missing people. The police are the main force for that. Just follow your own ideas…”

“Lu Jie, I personally don’t want to search for Ding Lizi first.” Zhong Chengshuo interrupted Lu Xiaohe and shook his head firmly.

“Assuming that Lu Guangzu isn’t the real culprit, then the true perpetrator is still hiding in the shadows. If my guess is correct, Ms. Ding is ‘more special’. If the true perpetrator finds out that Shian is investigating her specifically, they may destroy the body in advance.”

Zhong Chengshuo took the remote control and clicked back a page.

The page stopped on the information of the person who reported the case, “Huang Jin”.

The young man in the photo had a handsome face and slightly long black hair. He was expressionless, with a gloom between his brows. His eyes flickered slightly through the screen as if he were looking at the edge of the photo.

“Since he’s related to Ding Lizi, we can start with this ‘Huang Jin’,” Zhong Chengshuo said. “The probability of spooking the snake* is slightly smaller like this.”

*(打草惊蛇) Idiom referring to acting rashly and alerting the enemy.

……

When lunch break arrived, Yin Ren grabbed Zhong Chengshuo and zoomed out, heading straight to the cafeteria. Lu Xiaohe stretched while in her chair and did some casual eye exercises.

After a short break, she frantically refreshed the internal website again, trying to get the final test report from the Foreign Object Identification Department. The loading icon jumped around in her eyes, then suddenly, a new report appeared at the top.

Lu Xiaohe instantly perked up. She glanced at the words “Fan Yong” on the report and tried to connect.

[Insufficient authority.]

Lu Xiaohe paused. She had never encountered this situation before.

Could this be a system bug?

She clicked several times, unconvinced, but the cold pop-up window kept hanging in the middle of the screen and the prompt remained unchanged. Lu Xiaohe took a deep breath. She logged out and logged in repeatedly but was still unable to view the report.

She stared at the pop-up window for a while, and finally opened the internal software and clicked on “Hao Wenzhe”.

[Lu Xiaohe: Wenzhe, what’s the situation? I keep getting “insufficient authority” on the report page. Report number SA8729948719】

[Lu Xiaohe: This is a case where we are cooperating with the police. We need to check the progress of the report.]

[Hao Wenzhe: Oh that.]

[Hao Wenzhe: That report is the work of the Emergency Management Department, so you don’t need to follow up. The Identification Department will give you a separate report later. Please read that one.]

[Lu Xiaohe: Wenzhe, it’s not easy to do our job if you guys are like this.]

[Hao Wenzhe: I understand. We will try our best to carry our weight.]

[Lu Xiaohe: Can I ask about the direction of your investigation? I’m onto something.]

[Hao Wenzhe: Looking for the victims.]

[Hao Wenzhe: I have something to do. I’ll contact you if I get any updates.]

Looking for the victims? Lu Xiaohe’s fingers froze on the keyboard. She had never been exposed to this kind of case of “arresting a murderer” and “finding people”.

The task of finding the culprit was handed over to the police and several low-level investigation teams. Instead, the Emergency Management Department was now going to find the victims? The corruption of the Evil Force must be…

She lowered her head, hesitated for a while, and finally selected “Shian—Small Work Group”.

[Milky Way: Regarding the matter of the human chair, the Emergency Management Department is following up on it. Our department must wait for the report.]

[Milky Way: Pay attention you two when you’re out on the field @Fruit Knife @Final Fruit]

[Milky Way: This case may not be so simple. The opponent is Sunken Society, and we don’t know what those bastards have up their sleeves.]

At the same time.

Fu Xingchuan and Li Nian were standing in the elevator. It was rare for Fu Xingchuan to wear a dark-colored outfit. His body was crimson, like a pool of blood that had dried. Li Nian was also dressed neatly, without a single wrinkle on his collar.

Unlike usual, this time there were eight buttons on the elevator and an extremely weird pictographic symbol shown on the digital display.

“You should have transferred those two people out.” Professor Li spoke as the elevator door closed. “This matter has a risk of leaking.”

Fu Xingchuan wasn’t smoking; he even sprayed some cologne on himself. “How should I put this, maybe I’m more sensitive to fate. They checked everything. If you’re worried about Lu Xiaohe… Hao Wenzhe is still reliable. There will be no mistakes.”

“Have you checked everything?” Professor Li snorted.

“Leave the public affairs to the police. They are more professional at investigating cases than we are, and it just so happens they are training new recruits.” Fu Xingchuan didn’t look at his partner. “Us old guys have other ways. Think of it as a double-pronged attack.”

As soon as his voice fell, the elevator suddenly flickered, bumping frantically. It was then filled with a burnt smell, and a few seconds later, the elevator made a scratchy “ding” sound and stopped on an unknown floor.

The elevator door slowly opened.

The scene outside the door was unexpectedly normal. If this were changed to somebody else, they might think that this was a corridor of a high-end hotel.

The corridor was decorated with dim and warm lighting, patterned camel-colored carpets, soft music, and a fluttering fragrance. On either side of the corridor, the doors were closed tightly, with only a single number plate on them.

The two stepped on the soft carpet and walked towards the end of the corridor. Near the end, Fu Xingchuan finally stopped in front of a door.

Unknown whether they sensed visitors, there was a dull sound of bones rubbing together behind the door. Something huge approached the door, which was followed by an old man’s chuckle that trickled out of the crack of the door. The room facing the two of them was silent, and there was only pure darkness in the crack.

Fu Xingchuan ignored the abnormality behind him. He held his breath and knocked on the door respectfully three times.

“Minister Jiao, excuse me,” he whispered.

With a click, the door lock popped open by itself.

The room was spacious, and the layout was like a hotel—that was, if the room weren’t covered by terrible-looking wires, it would be no different from a presidential suite of other hotels.

However, at this moment, those weird wires crawled all over the walls and were drilled into the wallpaper. At first glance, it looked like a mutated blood vessel or some kind of neural network. In the center of the pile of sticky “wires” stood… something indescribable.

At a glance, it was a woman sitting at the head of the bed holding another petite woman across her arms.

But that was just a vague shape.

They hugged each other tightly, with flesh sticking together, and the texture of their bodies was like metal and plastic. Display screens of different sizes were embedded in their bodies, covering all the features of the creature, and abstract patterns that no one could understand flickered frantically on the screen. Just looking at the outline, they—it—looked like a piece of pyrite that had just taken shape.

Only those “wires” with a fleshy texture still showed any semblance of a “living thing”.

The moment the two walked to the bed, Fu Xingchuan’s phone started crazily vibrating. Minister Fu placed it gently at the foot of the bed and turned it on speakerphone.

“Over there. Indeed, there are, newcomers.”

A voice speaking in a strange tone, as if it were synthetic, came from the speakers.

“However, people, incomplete, uncertain, location.”

Professor Li restrained his sharpness and spoke in a gentle tone. “How many people are there?”

“About, seven, they, too far away, incomplete, can’t be found.”

These words seemed to be intercepted from different people’s mouths, and then roughly put together, which made it extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

“They are, still alive, shouldn’t be, there, but, don’t have, anchor point.”

Fu Xingchuan frowned. “Is it not enough to have Fan Yong…”

“Collapsed, crazy, can’t, use,” The voice in the speaker immediately replied. “Thoughts, too broken, too broken. You guy, read the report.”

“Give me, complete, mind. I can, give you, the, coordinates.”

“What?” Fu Xingchuan showed a look of confusion.

“We have to sync the victim’s ‘exact thoughts’ to her. That way, she can find where the victim is on the ‘other side’ and then reverse the position to the ‘real world’.”

Professor Li stepped on Fu Xingchuan’s foot and gritted his teeth as he translated for his partner.

“The analogy is similar to keyword indexing position.”

“Correct.” There was praise in the strange voice.

As long as they could determine the actual location of the victims, not only could they save them as quickly as possible, but they could also find the real culprit as well. But to parse the victim’s thoughts in real time…

“To find a victim, we must first understand the victim’s thinking, but if we can’t get in touch with the victim, we can’t determine their thoughts. This is a paradox.” Professor Li frowned, but his tone remained gentle.

“Hehe, it’s, useless.” The voice mocked.

Fu Xingchuan: “Uh, Minister Jiao…”

“Try the key idea of ‘Grandpa’?” Professor Li pushed Fu Xingchuan away and didn’t show his annoyance.

If Lu Yuanyuan was still alive somewhere, this was the most likely thing for him to think about.

The flicker of countless displays suddenly accelerated, and meaningless weird images gave birth to some kind of deadly temptation. The two men watched with fascination until they were interrupted by a bursting headache.

They quickly looked away, but unfortunately, they were one beat slower. When they turned their heads, both of them had bright red nosebleeds on their faces.

Some fragments of information rushed directly into their brains, causing endless dizziness and nausea. Li Nian covered his mouth and almost vomited. If they had watched longer, their brains might have boiled through their skulls.

But they did feel that strange feeling—the presence of a certain “person” wavering, like a candle in boundless darkness.

“Not enough, the target, too fragile,” “Minister Jiao” replied. “Lu Yuanyuan, hurry, will collapse, can’t be located.”

“Okay, then let’s go to the corruption point of the Evil Force.” Fu Xingchuan wiped the blood on his face and sighed fiercely. “Minister Jiao, please continue your search. If you need anything, just let us know.”

“Chocolate, ice cream. I want to eat, chocolate, ice cream.”

Fu Xingchuan smiled weakly. “Okay.”

Jiao Lian, the current minister of the Foreign Body Identification Department, no longer had a mouth to eat with, but every time they asked this question, she would always give them the same answer.

“The culprit’s, ability, is similar to mine, but not strong, enough.”

Just as Fu Xingchuan was about to hang up, Minister Jiao spoke again.

“He actually, sent innocent people, there, but fortunately, only half, were sent.”

“I will, definitely, let them, go home.”

“I will, definitely, let them, go home.”

“I will, definitely, let them, go home.”

“You two should come back early too.” Fu Xingchuan patted the “wire” at the foot of the bed. “We’ll go first. See you later.”

……

Yin Ren didn’t go to the police immediately.

Similar to yesterday, Yin Ren insisted on dragging Zhong Chengshuo to a nearby restaurant to have a sumptuous dinner, but unlike yesterday, Bai Yongji didn’t appear this time, and everything was normal.

Yin Ren stuffed himself with honey yogurt and narrowed his eyes—he wandered around the street a few times yesterday and then ran to the tallest indoor restaurant for dinner, but the weird peeping feeling he felt during Feng Qi’s case didn’t reappear.

Could it be that despite the fact that he and Zhong Chengshuo had been in charge of the case for a while, Sunken Society wasn’t keeping an eye on them this time?

It was a pity that he was fishing happily but only caught Bai Yongji, whose motives were unknown.

Speaking of which, Bai Yongji was also a bit troublesome. Yin Ren didn’t feel the aura of a cultivator on him, and he also didn’t notice any hostility, which made things really unpredictable.

“Zhong Ge, have you read Bai Yongji’s file?”

Yin Ren didn’t bother to turn on his phone to check. He instead chose to bribe Zhong Chengshuo with a small piece of raisin dessert. The latter stared at him with complicated eyes.

“Don’t stare at me. I can’t see the tricks between those changes in the workplace. This kind of thing still depends on a science post.”

“There’s nothing wrong with his file.”

To be precise, Bai Yongji’s experience was like a replica of Zhong Chengshuo. He achieved excellent results since childhood and had a harmonious family. After graduating high school, he went to study abroad. When he returned, he became extremely successful. Unlike Comrade Xiao Zhong, Mr. Bai was sociable and popular with people. Even his relationships with two people in the past ended amicably, and his ex-girlfriends didn’t have a bad thing to say about him.

A standard young talent.

“He came to Haigu last year and had psychological counseling at the end of the year. Due to the privacy involved, the counseling agency only gave us general information… I can roughly see that he’s worried about some work-related matters, which is very common.”

Zhong Chengshuo scooped up a spoonful of vegetarian pilaf.

“At that time, he had just joined the company and taken over a failing project, so there was a lot of pressure on his performance. However, Bai Yongji survived and brought the entire project back to life. Because of this, his reputation among his colleagues is also quite good.”

This person went on a blind date with Officer Sun’s precious daughter. Officer Sun most likely had more means to investigate his background than Shian. Given that Bai Yongji was invited to the Sun’s home for dinner, it could be seen that there’s really no stain in his past.

Mr. Bai had never even gotten a car ticket.

“Since his problem is so common, why did he get caught up with Lu Guangzu?” Yin Ren asked as if he didn’t understand.

“Lu Guangzu said that he could transfer his luck, after which he probably used ‘some means’ to prove it.” Zhong Chengshuo dug a spoonful into his dessert. He didn’t seem very interested in topics around Lu Guangzu. “Since he’s doing intermediary work, he has means through his own channels.”

“You don’t seem very interested in Lu Guangzu.”

“He’s been caught, and it’s imperative to determine the real culprit,” Zhong Chengshuo replied rigidly.

“Oh—yes, determine the real culprit.”

Yin Ren was now full of food and drink, so he stretched his waist. He looked at Zhong Chengshuo with burning eyes, like a beast stalking its prey in the bushes.

“Lu Guangzu” was a fake. Zhong Chengshuo was unlikely to find more “clues related to the real culprit” from him. After putting pressure on him, Yin Ren didn’t think that “Lu Guangzu” still had the mental strength to deceive King Yama.

Then the so-called “special Ding Lizi”, which Zhong Chengshuo reviewed, and Huang Jin, who was related to her, were worth thinking about.

Zhong Chengshuo probably knew something, but he chose to keep it from Shian.

‘…What a perfect partner,’ Yin Ren thought. The time was just right for him to take his next step.

They would definitely become the perfect accomplices.


The author has something to say:

Xiao Zhong’s innocence is gone! (x

By the way~

The plot of this novel is just halfway through, and there are many actors (including the protagonist). Many performances also foreshadow some of the setting later. Under this premise, I won’t clarify everyone’s behavior or thoughts.

As for the analysis related to this novel:

①Sometimes I don’t point out the reason for foreshadowing.

② Everyone has a variety of questions. Some ask directly, some misread the original text/forget the previous text/understand it differently. If everyone is guaranteed to understand, this novel will become more like a thesis.

③Due to the plot arrangement, many analyses will be placed in a more appropriate plot elaboration.

Just a little explanation ↑


Kinky Thoughts:

Regarding the author’s note, if you’ve read other works by Nian Zhong, you know she likes to give foreshadows (sometimes hundreds of chapters) in advance. Some things may be confusing or unexplained now, but you need to finish reading the entire novel to get them. This is why I provide summaries of each arc so that you won’t forget the main points.

After all, the best satisfaction comes when you realize all the plot pieces come together, so be patient. Keep in mind, this is a novel that spans 246 chapters.


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Evil As Humans Ch54

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 54: Confusion

“You’re not Lu Guangzu at all.”

The exposed left eye was bloodshot and full of unspeakable exhaustion. Yin Ren’s fingertips were vaguely under the man’s real eye, and his movements were neither light nor heavy.

The man’s real and fake left eyes turned up at the same time, looking at Yin Ren. Yin Ren couldn’t see any emotions in the fake left eye because of its deformation, but the fear in the real eye was becoming more obvious.

A demon painted skin* is even rarer than human fragrance.”

*Referencing a short story from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio by Pu Songling. You can read it by going to the Wikipedia. The TLDR: Demon put on human skin and try to seduce a human.

The reason for this was that, whereas human fragrance required only a small amount of flesh and blood, demon painted human skin didn’t…

To make demon painted skin, one needed to remove the entire human skin, marinate it with special ointment, and then carefully remove all impurities. After drying, it needed to be applied to the user’s face for three days and nights to set, and then finely modified with soft glass and ink worms, then glued together with rattan glue. In this way, it could be made into a real painted face. The materials were mixed so finely that even acne and stubble were revealed.

However, the practice of demon painting skins was extremely cumbersome, so it was a test of the craftsmanship of the spirit smith.

If it was badly done, the face would be stiff and swollen that even a layman could see something was wrong. The better the craftsmanship of the spirit smith, the more realistic the demon painted skin would be, to the point where no abnormalities would be found even by scraping it with a knife.

In this world where corpse servants were on the verge of extinction, Yin Ren thought that demon painted skin had disappeared. Even in Yin Ren’s era, this thing wasn’t very popular.

It was better to rely solely on handwork without touching evil qi. However, considering the production cost, the advantage was negligible—at that time, “Mud Meat Zhang’s” technique of body shaping was more popular and much faster and better in comparison. As for the evil qi left by the spell, cultivators had thousands of ways to cover it up.

“But to deceive Shian’s metaphysical examination is quite useful.”

Yin Ren commented objectively.

“The human skin is well peeled. It’s from a dead face you borrowed, right?”

“If you hadn’t borrowed another identity, you’d be in a bad situation—as my partner said, Fan Yong has the remnants of Evil Force on his body. As far as we know, this matter is related to Sunken Society.”

Hearing the words “Sunken Society”, the man’s breathing briefly became chaotic. He gritted his teeth, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. “Please listen to me.”

“Make it short.” Yin Ren tapped the man’s eyes with his fingertips.

“I did pretend to be Lu Guangzu. I originally planned to take off this demon painted skin after the case was cleared…”

“The purpose of your so-called ‘deal’,” Yin Ren interrupted him. “Make it short, do you understand?”

“I hope you don’t expose me and at the same time help me find the real culprit privately.” The man hurriedly changed his statement. “I made both the human fragrance and demon painted skin myself. There’s no one else behind me.”

“Strange. You have the channels to get human fragrance, so you must’ve come into contact with the ‘true culprit’. Why would you go about this in such a roundabout way?” Yin Ren continued calmly.

The man didn’t answer right away. For a moment, a trace of sadness appeared on the broken face.

“Because I saw what he was thinking.”

Half a minute later, the man seemed to have made some major determination and took a long breath. “But I can only see vague and incoherent thoughts. I don’t know the identity of the culprit. I only know that he’s in Haigu.”

Yin Ren looked at the man in silence.

“I passed him on the street… He was thinking that Lu Yuanyuan as the first would be a bit eye-catching, but the finished product worked well. The next six were a lot easier since no one was looking for them. Then he thought again that his chair was about to collapse, and he wanted to change to a bean bag, so he needed better ‘talent’.”

“There were a lot of people on the road at the time, so I couldn’t chase after him. I only had time to release my spirit weapon to scratch him. Relying on his blood, I made the box of human fragrance.”

“Since you can ‘see parts of people’s thoughts’,” Yin Ren thought about this unheard-of weird ability for a while, “then the culprit’s face or figure should be easier to identify.”

The corners of the man’s mouth curled weakly.

“I can’t do it. I have my own limitations.” There was some self-deprecation in the man’s voice. “It sounds like bullshit, right? If I report this to the police and Shian, what do you think they will think?”

“I would tell them I saw the harmful thoughts of a stranger on the street. However, I don’t know their name, if they’re old or young, or any other details. Even if I can get their fragrance, it may belong to someone who ‘has come into contact with Lu Yuanyuan’. I can’t prove that the smell is from the true culprit.”

The man leaned back in his chair wearily. His eyes were a little dazed.

“Even if they are willing to believe in my abilities, maybe that ‘stranger’ is just a delusional person with countless ideas…”

“I have no actual evidence,” he concluded bitterly. “Even if they take the case, they won’t immediately invest a lot of manpower.”

“So you chose to become a ‘murderer’, become a topic in the metaphysical world in Haigu, and let the police and Shian solve the case.”

Yin Ren murmured without making any more comments.

“I know it’s reckless, but this is the fastest way.” Lu Guangzu gritted his teeth. “And I—I thought this kind of culprit would be extremely arrogant, not happy to have another take credit for his deeds, and he might take action…”

Unfortunately, it backfired.

“As a result, the real culprit in turn threw the ‘collapsed chair’ into the public, trying to confirm your identity as the real perpetrator,” Yin Ren said.

Ultimately, the person in front of him made a bad move.

Now that the human fragrance had been exposed, the focus of Shian’s investigation would shift, making him lose the initiative. The real culprit had someone to blame and didn’t intend on taking any action.

The ability to read minds? The ability to see what’s special in others? Things were getting more interesting than he thought. Yin Ren put away his hostility and moved his fingers up the bridge of the man’s nose.

The man shook, but he heard a sticky gurgling sound in his ears. The evil qi turned into spider-like filaments, sewing up the soft skin in a fine manner. The demon painted skin on his face was quickly smoothed and repaired.

“Well, I’ll let you go for now.” After repairing the demon painted skin, Yin Ren withdrew his hand. “But this is not a deal. I’ll investigate the way I want. I only have one request for you—”

The man looked at him steadily.

“Do not tell anyone about Zhong Chengshuo. If you reveal even half a word to others…”

“I understand,” the man replied with difficulty.

“Regarding other things, what you can and cannot say, I think you know in your heart, ‘Lu Guangzu’.”

Yin Ren patted his clothes and glanced at the exit of the interrogation room.

“…You don’t want to ask about Zhong Chengshuo’s secret?” Seeing that he was leaving, the man couldn’t help but speak up.

“His secret can be used by you as an important ‘bargaining chip’, which is enough for me.”

Yin Ren lowered his head again and leaned close to the man’s face.

“King Yama.” He spat out the words and looked with satisfaction as the man’s expression stiffened.

It wasn’t the shock of hearing it for the first time, but the guilt from losing his bargaining chip.

Yin Ren returned to his brilliant smile.

……

“What did Lu Guangzu say?” After Yin Ren came out, Zhong Chengshuo immediately asked.

“He saw that I was strange and wanted to recruit me to Sunken Society.”

Yin Ren scratched the tip of his nose with some embarrassment in his smile.

“It doesn’t look like Lu Guangzu is the real culprit. If I had to guess, he’s only responsible for clarifying the matter and spreading the word for Sunken Society… Forget it, I’ll write it in the report to Xiaohe Jie later. You prefer to read reports anyway.”

Zhong Chengshuo thought for a moment and didn’t continue to ask. “Okay, I’ll wait for your report.”

“Nn.”

“I will also go in and talk to Lu Guangzu.”

“Talk to him? Zhong Ge, you’re not thinking of entering Sunken Society, are you?” Yin Ren put away his headphones. “This is a negotiation. We can’t give him what he asks.”

Before Yin Ren could intervene, Zhong Chengshuo had already picked up the file bag, walked into the interrogation room, and slammed the door shut.

…This scene seemed a bit familiar. Yin Ren bitterly swallowed back the “I’ll go with you” that he was about to say. Forget it, Great King Yama would have his own thoughts.

In the interrogation room, surveillance hadn’t resumed.

Zhong Chengshuo approached the target with his hands resting on the armrest of the chair. Those pitch-black eyes locked onto Lu Guangzu sharply, causing the latter to shrink vigilantly without saying a word.

“I see.” After staring at Lu Guangzu silently for a while, Zhong Chengshuo straightened up.

The cold sweat on “Lu Guangzu’s” forehead oozed out again—he couldn’t perceive Zhong Chengshuo’s thoughts. They were fast and chaotic as a storm, and he couldn’t pick out any valid information.

Zhong Chengshuo ignored Lu Guangzu and opened the file bag. He put the documents on the floor one by one.

It was the list of missing people in the last three months. The police carefully selected and eliminated the muddled disappearances, and accurately screened out ten cases of “disappearing from the world”.

Zhong Chengshuo walked around with the files with photos posted on them; his eyes never leaving Lu Guangzu for even a moment. Lu Guangzu was sweating coldly, and his eyes were wandering suspiciously. He knew these two people weren’t easy to provoke, but he didn’t expect it to be that hard.

He clearly deliberately pushed aside the difficult bone of “King Yama”!

After a while, Zhong Chengshuo put away all the documents on the floor. He took out two of them and put them aside separately.

“You replaced the real culprit and ‘surrendered’ because you want to use Shian and the police to find him.” Zhong Chengshuo spoke in a calm tone. “Obviously, there’s a more appropriate approach… You have a clue in your hand, but it’s difficult to verify?”

“Once you reveal things that have nothing to do with the real culprit, it will be difficult to influence the direction of the investigation. Coupled with the real culprit fishing in troubled waters, you know you can’t control the situation, so you turned to Yin Ren for help?”

“Yin Ren told you—” Lu Guangzu was shocked.

“He didn’t say anything, but covered up for you.”

It was just that Zhong Chengshuo wouldn’t accept all the words of his partner at face value. Zhong Chengshuo flattened the corners of the files without raising his head.

“I know him well. If you’re related to the true culprit, Yin Ren’s mood wouldn’t be so relaxed, let alone helping you hide your identity.”

When he entered the room, this person was such a mess that he couldn’t even maintain his clever disguise. Zhong Chengshuo only needed a small test to sink him with one blow.

It was interesting that he asked Yin Ren for help alone. However, his partner was a monster who could release a powerful and murderous aura. If this person’s “help” was too strong, it would only have the opposite effect.

Looking at the fear in “Lu Guangzu’s” eyes, most likely he was taught a lesson by the “reverse effect”. He didn’t know what kind of expression Yin Ren had shown at that time.

However, Yin Ren was alone, and there was nothing being manipulated, so he wouldn’t just casually reveal his strength. This person should have discovered Yin Ren’s “special” nature and wanted to use it as leverage… Was it a special ability, or…?

No, these things weren’t the point. Zhong Chengshuo put away his curiosity, took the two separate files, and walked to Lu Guangzu.

“Your gaze stopped on Lu Yuanyuan and Fan Yong for a long time but stayed on the other files at almost the same time, except for these two.”

“This lady should be very important to you. The way you looked at her was very soft.”

He placed a file on the small table in the interrogation chair and tapped on the photo on the file.

In the photo, the young girl was smiling sweetly. Her eyes were misty, with a translucent blue film, like a spiderweb.

The words “Ding Lizi” were written next to the photo, and the date of disappearance was two weeks ago. In the special circumstances column, the police noted “visually impaired” and attached a copy of a hospital exam report.

Lu Guangzu pursed his lips tightly. He looked at the file sadly but couldn’t look away.

“And your gaze has always avoided this one… Hm, this is the person who reported Ding Lizi’s disappearance. A male in his twenties, with extremely similar height and body shape to you.”

Zhong Chengshuo pushed another file and placed it next to the woman’s file. His eyes were locked on Lu Guangzu.

“This ‘missing reporter’, is it you?”

The man’s gaze shrank. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhong Chengshuo in disbelief.

“Don’t worry. I don’t mean to expose you for the time being.” Zhong Chengshuo withdrew the files and lowered his gaze.

Sure enough.

Self-sacrificing surrender and being able to perceive Yin Ren’s specialness at a glance were really far from the Lu Guangzu they knew. Although he didn’t know if it was through plastic surgery or something else, it was unlikely that this person in front of him was “not Lu Guangzu”.

And when facing the “reporter’s” information, this person’s fear was only mixed with anxiety. He simply tricked the guy, and he fell for it.

Zhong Chengshuo shook his head in disappointment. “The top priority is to find the real culprit. I don’t plan to cut corners. I only have one request for you—”

The man stared nervously at Zhong Chengshuo.

“Don’t reveal Yin Ren’s specialness.”

Zhong Chengshuo said it in a flat tone as he put the reporter’s information on top of the stack of files. “I don’t have any plans on changing partners yet.”

The man didn’t know what Zhong Chengshuo was thinking. His face twitched. “Okay.”

Half a minute later, Zhong Chengshuo stepped out the door.

“How did it go?” Yin Ren leaned over curiously.

“He didn’t want to say anything.” Zhong Chengshuo pushed up his glasses. “I showed him the missing person file. He reacted a bit to one of them. We can start with this.”

He took out the information on “Ding Lizi” and handed it to Yin Ren.

Yin Ren quickly glanced at it. “I see… Zhong Ge, are you free tonight? I have something very important that needs your help.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “…?”

A few hours later, Zhong Chengshuo was looking out a window speechlessly.

They were sitting at the top-floor restaurant called Feng Dezhuang—the view here was exceptional. The lights outside the window were bright, and the sky was blotted with stars. The noisy sirens were left far behind on the ground, and only quiet classical music was left in the room. Their table had a vase filled with fresh red flowers.

Unfortunately, there were tons of shopping bags piled under Yin Ren’s feet that were crammed into a small mountain, which destroyed the elegant atmosphere around them.

Yin Ren’s “I need help with something very important” seemed to be asking him to help him eat. Before they came here, this person also walked around and bought a bunch of junk food for a midnight snack.

Zhong Chengshuo tried his best to ignore the mountain of calories that was close at hand. Just eating this much and not getting fat was enough to arouse suspicion of Comrade Yin Ren.

“My money has finally been reimbursed.”

Opposite Zhong Chengshuo, Yin Ren wiped away non-existent tears.

“I’ve been bothering you in the middle of the night recently, so I thought about thanking you. The vegetarian food here is delicious. I checked in advance.”

Zhong Chengshuo thought about it for a long time but wasn’t sure if this was considered courting. He could only nod his head and carefully taste the vegetarian version of braised pork and squirrel fish.

The braised pork had a rich taste, but there was no greasy aftertaste unique to fat. He didn’t know what ingredients the chef used, but as soon as the food entered his mouth, it could easily slide down his throat, leaving only a mouthful of fragrance and a long aftertaste.

The dishes were delicious, and the prices were equally impressive. In normal times, Zhong Chengshuo would never come to a place like this.

“Is it good?” Yin Ren looked at Zhong Chengshuo with a smile when he found that Zhong Chengshuo’s expression had softened a bit.

“It tastes good… Yin Ren, do you have something to tell me?” Seeing Yin Ren’s sly smile, Zhong Chengshuo had a bad feeling.

“Hmm? No, I’m just inviting you to dinner. There’s no word on the Evil Force on the chair, and Minister Fu hasn’t shown up recently. Things are definitely not easy, which means we’ll be much busier after this.”

Yin Ren held the squirrel fish between his chopsticks, and his voice was muffled. The squirrel fish here was made from potatoes. It was crispy, tender, and delicious, and tasted not much different from real fish.

“Zhong Ge, what do you think is going on with the culprit? Don’t serial killers always pick their victims? Now we have men, women, and even children all combined.” Yin Ren browsed a video website while eating.

“Maybe they all have something in common that we haven’t discovered yet.” Zhong Chengshuo took a sip of his alcohol-free wine. “Maybe you’ve been watching too much <Criminal Minds> and think the culprit harms others for other purposes.”

“I’m trying to find my lost memories. Maybe I used to be a foreign translator.” Yin Ren poked the squirrel fish in the bowl.

Zhong Chengshuo glanced at Yin Ren faintly and made no comment.

“Do you want to watch a crime drama together at night to find inspiration? We can’t hang ourselves on the tree called Lu Guangzu…”

“Mr. Yin?”

A familiar voice interrupted him.

Yin Ren paused as he was about to grab some rice with his chopsticks. Zhong Chengshuo turned his head sideways—Bai Yongji was settling down with a few colleagues who happened to be sitting at a large table next to them.

“Haha, what a coincidence.” Bai Yongji smiled brightly. “You two are also here to eat?”

“Yes, I got my bonus today, so I’m treating my friend to something good.” Yin Ren lied smoothly and scooped up some vegetables with his chopsticks and gave them to Zhong Chengshuo.

“Have you considered my previous offer?” Bai Yongji slightly turned sideways, blocking a colleague who wanted to take a picture of Yin Ren. “We recently need a guest who looks good to make a temporary cameo. The pay is quite good.”

“Sorry, I didn’t…”

“It’s not convenient for him to go.” Yin Ren hadn’t had time to find a good excuse yet when Zhong Chengshuo took the lead. “Yin Ren was involved in an accident before and is still recuperating, so it’s not suitable for him to participate in this kind of activity.”

“Had an accident?” Bai Yongji was startled.

“Yes, I hurt my head and now have amnesia. Now I have to trouble Zhong Ge to take care of me.” Yin Ren gave an “embarrassed” smile. “Thank you, Bai Ge, for your offer. If there’s a chance in the future, I’ll definitely join.”

Bai Yongji was silent for a moment, then sighed. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know about this before. Health always comes first. Let’s talk about it after you recover.”

“We’ll have a good chat then. How are you and Dr. Sun progressing?” Yin Ren changed the subject with a smile.

“Last time I stayed for dinner. Her parents seemed very satisfied with me.” Speaking of Sun Qi’an, Bai Yongji showed a gentle smile. “Actually, I didn’t have such thoughts at first, but after more contact, I feel that Dr. Sun is very…. nice.”

“She doesn’t want to fall in love yet, so I plan to keep it as friends for now. You have to keep it a secret for me,” he quickly added.

Bai Yongji’s colleagues started heckling him. “Boss Bai is infatuated. You have to pay for this meal.”

Yin Ren looked at him for a while as he started to mix soup with his rice.

Bai Yongji wasn’t the type of person who was enthusiastic enough to make people uncomfortable. This elite understood when to stop and didn’t bother the two at the next table. Only when the group was about to leave did Bai Yongji come up again.

“Mr. Zhong, excuse me. I remember last time we met, you wanted to do some psychological counseling.”

“Xiao Sun won’t be free all the time. If the problem isn’t solved, be sure to remember to go to a formal institution and don’t believe in those messy side methods.”

Speaking of this, Bai Yongji lowered his voice. “I’m ashamed to say, I have also asked for psychological counseling before and was scammed out of thousands. That person almost brought me into an MLM organization. Fortunately, I woke up quickly.”

Yin Ren: “Really, is it so scary?”

“Yes, I talked about this with Officer Sun before, and I should have called the police at that time… I don’t know if it’s okay to go now. Here, look, I screenshotted some of my chat history.”

He casually showed them the screenshots in his photo album.

There were more than dozens of WeChat records from half a year ago. The other party’s ID was “Lu Guangzu” written in large characters.

The first were just some intermittent transfer records, but the content of the last screenshot was quite eye-catching.

[Lu Guangzu: Mr. Bai, your problem is a bit difficult.]

[Lu Guangzu: I have to ask for help from our expert. Why don’t I introduce you?]

[In A Flash*: Expert? What expert? Mr. Lu, the matter hasn’t even been resolved yet. I need an explanation.]

*Like a white horse passing quickly across a gap (驹过隙). Idiom referring to time is fleeting and passes by quickly.

[In A Flash: Are you lying about the things you’ve talked to me about?]

[Lu Guangzu: Don’t worry. I dare not say anything else. Our family is real. You can inquire about us on the streets.]

[Lu Guangzu: Have you ever heard of “Sunken Society”?]

The screenshot stopped at this point, and the rest was empty, indicating the conversation didn’t continue.

“After that, I went directly to an acquaintance who was a policeman and was scolded by him. At the beginning, Lu Guangzu used a lot of pseudo-science as a coverup, momentarily confusing me for a while, which was why I almost fell for it.”

Bai Yongji smiled bitterly.

“Seeing is not always believing. There are many scammers in the world, so you two must be careful.”


The author has something to say:

Xiao Zhong’s King Yama skin exposed.

Xiao Yin: Happy to pretend to be ignorant and continue to tease King Yama (???


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Evil As Humans Ch53

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 53: Fake

[yamaglad: Who are you?]

Yin Ren’s fingers froze on the keyboard.

He was surprised that the real King Yama actually appeared.

Although he always used King Yama to tease Zhong Chengshuo, honestly speaking, Zhong Chengshuo only possessed some of the characteristics of King Yama. Except for Feng Qi seeing him as “Death”, Yin Ren didn’t have any other evidence.

The only thing he could be sure of was that Zhong Chengshuo had nothing to do with Sunken Society and was probably a top master among the Nightwalkers.

But since King Yama had sent himself to his door…

Wasn’t this quite interesting?

[yamagald: Hello, King Yama. I’m a righteous person who does good without leaving a name.]

[yamaglad: ……]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ??? King Yama’s account got hacked?????]

[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: One is glad the other is gald.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Oh.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Pretending to be King Yama, are you fucking sick? If you’re so righteous to the masses, have the balls to meet offline.]

[yamagald: I just said, “I’m interested”, “If anyone knows anything, tell Shian” and “Point them in the right direction”. When did I pretend to be King Yama?]

The online chat room of the Nightwalkers was silent for a few seconds. This time, it wasn’t because of King Yama’s pressure but purely because of the shamelessness of this person.

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: You lied to laozi. What kind of shit is this?]

[yamagald: Ordinary cultivators don’t know what human fragrance is. It’s normal. By the way, your BOSS is spelled wrong.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Fuck your mother. Laozi did it on purpose. Keep your dog eyes open.]

[yamagald: Haha, I see.]

Probably realizing he was being face slapped, BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor sprayed hundreds of swear words. Lord Ghost King looked at the screen indifferently, stretched out his hand, and dug his ears.

[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: I seem to have a little impression of human fragrance. Are you a spirit craftsman?]

[yamagald: Nice.]

[Xinxin Kennel: I am also a spirit craftsman. How come I don’t know?]

[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: “Human fragrance” is an old remedy that’s almost lost. For example, if I take your flesh and blood as a primer, adjust it, then smear it on my body, I can make evil things mistakenly think I am you.]

[Xinxin Kennel: Huh? Lao Lu knows human fragrance. Is it important?]

[Sister Xu Hotpot-Order number 1xxxx680184: Of course, it’s important. Human fragrance is used to impersonate people.]

[Favorite Sky: Xu Jie, what you’re insinuating is that Lu Guangzu has been in contact with the real culprit’s smell and is now pretending to be the murderer when he surrendered?]

[Favorite Sky: No way. Is he out of his mind?]

[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: Collect money to take the blame. It’s not like it’s something trash can’t do. Metaphysical examination won’t check such remote things as human fragrance. Just remind Shian of this.]

[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: I’ll go if no one else does. The Lu family needs to teach him a lesson.]

[Sister Xu Hotpot-Order Number 1xxxx680184: yamagald, how do you know that Lu Guangzu has been exposed to human fragrance?]

[yamagald: Guess?]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: You, cancel your account and change the name.]

[yamagald: No.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: This will ruin King Yama’s reputation!]

[yamagald: He’s a very generous person and definitely doesn’t care, right King Yama? (^ω^)]

While typing, Lord Ghost King was frantically searching for emojis commonly used by modern young people.

[yamaglad: Accepting tricky tasks, only for evil things. Two-way choice. Don’t bother with miscellaneous matters.]

[yamaglad: Private message if interested. Deadline will be one minute.]

The Nightwalkers master diligently posted his advertisements and seemed to have no intention of getting involved. Yin Ren’s eyes turned. He clicked on King Yama’s profile and opened a private message window with one hand while picking up Dog Thing with his other hand.

Private message interface.

[yamagald: Good evening. I want to talk to you about business.]

At the same time, with a smile on his lips, Yin Ren called Zhong Chengshuo’s number.

……

Time reversed not so long ago.

Yin Ren had just left for the ghost market. Zhong Chengshuo had also finished a day filled with chaos. He looked up, and it was already 1 a.m.

It wasn’t suitable for a night run.

Zhong Chengshuo took a shower, put on a nightcap as usual, and crawled under the blankets. The bedroom was cool and dry, and with the soft cloth wrapped around him, he could always fall asleep within a few minutes.

However, on this day, he couldn’t smoothly fall asleep.

Zhong Chengshuo knew he should be able to sleep now that all the distracting thoughts in his mind had been cleared up, but his nerves were still bursting with continuous and small sparks. The itchy stimulation had invaded his throat.

Zhong Chengshuo felt a little thirsty. He got up and poured himself a glass of lemonade but found it didn’t have much taste. Comrade Xiao Zhong sat in the center of the bed and began to search for “sweet rose tea” in the food delivery app.

It was there, but the store was closed. He stared at the word “Closed” for a while.

…He still couldn’t fall asleep.

Perhaps it was that his sleep has been too irregular these days. Zhong Chengshuo leaned down and took out a spare laptop from the bottom of the bed.

This laptop had been processed to ensure that it wouldn’t be traced by technicians. Zhong Chengshuo logged into the Nightwalkers’ website, intending to read the chat history for a while before going to sleep.

As a result, as soon as he opened the chat room, someone named yamagald crashed directly into his vision.

[yamagald: I checked on it a bit. Lu Guangzu has been exposed to the production method of human fragrance and may have other plans.]

[yamagald: If anyone knows anything, tell Shian. Point them in the right direction to investigate.]

A person who was imitating him?

There were many cases of imposters stealing customers among the Nightwalkers, but the “King Yama” account was weird. Coupled with his reputation, no one dared to imitate him—King Yama’s work was often accompanied by a bloody storm, so impersonating King Yama wasn’t considered “stealing work”, but more like “looking for death”.

Zhong Chengshuo slid the screen upwards.

…This person had new information about Lu Guangzu’s case. If the impersonator was just trying to attract attention, he could help the other party.

[yamaglad:?]

[yamaglad: Human fragrance?]

[yamaglad: Who are you?]

After sending it, Zhong Chengshuo withdrew his hand, ready to see how things would blow up.

Sure enough, the definition of human fragrance and other possibilities were quickly spoken out by the Nightwalkers. As long as the Nightwalkers became privy to this information, Shian would as well. He could then investigate in depth based on the “new clues” with peace of mind.

He should send a pillow* for those sleepyheads.

*Usually refers to keeping them in your thoughts (often with a romantic undertone). Sending a pillow to someone so that they will be reminded of you as they sleep. || In this context, it means he’s making sure that the Nightwalkers remember the human fragrance clue so that Shian can catch on.

After making sure the situation had stabilized, Zhong Chengshuo routinely tossed in a few advertising words.

At this moment, he finally felt sleepy. Zhong Chengshuo pulled his nightcap down, intending to fall asleep. Unfortunately, at this moment, his spare phone and Shian’s phone both vibrated at the same time.

Zhong Chengshuo: “???”

[yamagald: Good evening. I want to talk to you about business.]

A private message pops up on the backup machine.

And just the second before, his phone lit up with a call from Yin Ren.

Zhong Chengshuo’s drowsiness was shaken away. He quickly answered the call, clamped the phone on his shoulder, and started typing with both hands on the keyboard of the spare phone.

“Hello, Yin Ren?” Zhong Chengshuo said while typing.

[yamaglad:?]

“Zhong Ge, it’s already 2. Why do you sound so awake?” Yin Ren’s voice had a smile in it.

[yamagald: Sorry to bother you, but there’s a case in Luanyu, Province H. We can’t handle it.] The message from the imposter appeared.

Zhong Chengshuo replied naturally, “I slept too much in the morning, and now my biological clock is a little messed up. What’s wrong?”

[yamaglad: Target, offer.]

Yin Ren’s voice was indistinct, as if he were yawning. “The reimbursement approval from Shian hasn’t come through yet, and I don’t have enough for a taxi. Can you pick me up at the entrance of the community and help me pay?”

[yamagald: A high-risk cursed spirit weapon is out of control. The matter is very urgent, so you may not be able to get here in time. We want to pay for an online consultation. Is that okay?]

“Taxi…” Zhong Chengshuo locked his eyes on the screen of the spare machine. “Isn’t it possible to just get home directly from the ghost market? Why do you need a taxi?”

[yamaglad: Target, offer, duration.]

“It’s all my fault. I wanted to take the opportunity to get something to eat.” There was a vague noise from Yin Ren’s side. “I’m not far from home. I can be there in ten minutes. Zhong Ge, help me. I’ll give you twice the fare later, okay?”

[yamagald: The lion statue made of 1,000-year-old Ice Blood at the entrance of Rock Town, 880,000, start consultation now, at least half an hour.]

The multi-tasking Zhong Chengshuo paused his hand.

He had never heard of this thing before. The other side must be bluffing, or…

No. Zhong Chengshuo suddenly became vigilant. Adding the two things together, his reaction time was much longer than before.

“Okay, let me know on WeChat when you’re almost there,” Zhong Chengshuo replied.

[yamaglad: Don’t want to pick it up. Find Mud Meat Zhang for things related to spirit weapons.] He quickly typed out his line and exited the private message interface.

“Are you busy with something?” Seeing that Zhong Chengshuo was half a beat slower, Yin Ren thoughtfully asked. “If it’s not convenient, just say so. It’s not too far away. I can walk back. Haa, the ghost market is much more convenient than taking a taxi, but it’s a pity you can only enter it once a day.”

Lord Ghost King stopped typing and also exited the webpage.

“I just yawned, nothing else.” Zhong Chengshuo replied without changing his expression. “I’m hanging up first.”

With a beep, the call was cut off.

In the nameless internet café, Yin Ren turned his phone around and stood up. “Dog Thing, remember to change my GPS information for me.”

In Ping’an Manor, Zhong Chengshuo neatly hid the spare laptop away and looked out the window. There was a drizzle of rain in the summer night. Zhong Chengshuo took out a transparent umbrella and went downstairs in advance.

About ten minutes later, Yin Ren got out of the taxi while carrying a few bulging bags in his hands.

It looked like a lot of barbeque, so it was no wonder why he didn’t have enough.

“Thank you, thank you.” Yin Ren plunged into the umbrella, still smelling of barbeque. “I forgot that Shian’s money hasn’t been transferred yet. Let’s go home quickly.”

“Nn.”

“I also bought two cups of wampee tea with less sugar.” Yin Ren shook the bag in his hand. “How about a drink? It’s early in the morning, so this doesn’t count as two drinks in a day.”

Yin Ren seemed to encounter something happy, as his languor had a bit more subtle smugness. Zhong Chengshuo looked at him for a moment. He seemed to smell the faint aroma of rose tea again.

“Drink,” he said.

“That counseling is quite effective. You have opened up so much.”

“The one you choose is better.”

“I see.”

After arriving home, Zhong Chengshuo took out the ice tray from the freezer and added some ice to the warmed wampee tea. He thought for a few seconds, then carefully picked up the plastic cup. Yin Ren understood and clinked cups with him.

“Cheers!”

“Cheers.”

The drink was sweet and sour. Zhong Chengshuo thought it would make him more awake. Unexpectedly, when the ice in the drink touched his tongue, his heart calmed down arbitrarily. There was a soft darkness outside the window, which made the living room look extremely bright, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

“I’m going to wash up. Good night.”

“Good night!” Yin Ren waved at him.

Zhong Chengshuo closed the door gently. On the other side of the door, Yin Ren scurried around the living room again, making very light noises.

Despite the sound outside the door, when Zhong Chengshuo’s head touched the pillow, he instantly fell asleep.

The next day, Yin Ren met with two old acquaintances in the office.

Red Fedora was still wearing her iconic hat, while Blue Vest had changed vests. The two people had the “visitor” tag on their chests and were currently sitting on the guest couch, looking curiously at the interior of the office.

“It’s you!” After seeing Yin Ren, Blue Vest grinned. “Brother, it’s been so long since I saw you!”

Yin Ren stepped forward and greeted Blue Vest warmly.

Red Fedora stood up and introduced herself. “My name is Lu Nana, and this is my cousin Lu Hui. Lu Guangzu is a distant relative of our family, whom we all have dealt with.”

After getting a full night’s sleep, Lu Xiaohe returned to her radiant look. “These two are here to provide clues.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “Clues?”

“Yes, they came early in the morning, just in time for when Lu Guangzu’s interrogation ended.”

Lu Xiaohe switched the screen display.

“After testing, Lu Guangzu’s body is relatively healthy. He eats three meals as normal, and we found nothing strange in his excrement. He hasn’t been replaced by any kind of magic weapon, such as a meat puppet, and there’s no strange toxins, evil qi, or control devices on his body… Generally speaking, his current behavior looked completely sober and autonomous.”

“It’s impossible for Shian to cover everything. These two asked for the inspection of ‘human fragrance’, and we really discovered a clue. The hand cream that Lu Guangzu carried with him is actually human fragrance, and he has been smearing it on himself these days.”

Their conjecture came true. The two Lu’s were silent for a while.

“We brought a powder specially designed to remove human fragrance. Mix it into a bottle of mineral water and pour it from above.”

Lu Nana opened her handbag and took out a cloth bag.

Inside the cloth bag was a half-full glass tube. Its stopper was sealed with wax, and the name, producer, and production date were written on the label.

“The Lu family has many spirit smiths, so we’re confident that the medicine is accurately mixed.”

Lu Nana sat back on the sofa, staring at the tips of her shoes, looking a little cramped. “King Yama has no intention of intervening in this matter… but if—if you guys come into contact with him, please also speak up for the Lu family. Lu Guangzu hasn’t returned home in many years, and our family doesn’t accept those that don’t follow the righteous path.”

Yin Ren stared at Zhong Chengshuo, who was sitting at his desk without blinking. He picked up the glass tube casually, causing the light yellow powder inside to slide like quicksand, making a soft rustle.

“When was the last time you had contact with Lu Guangzu?” Lord Ghost King briskly changed the subject.

“Chinese New Year.” Blue Vest—Lu Hui said. “He gambled all his money and said he had offended a bigshot and wanted to go home so he could borrow money from everyone. Even our matriarch scolded him and didn’t allow him to enter.”

“Yes, he never contacted us after that, but this has happened before, so no one thought much of it.” Lu Nana unscrewed a bottle of sports drink and sighed.

Yin Ren observed carefully and found that Lu Nana’s wound during the entrance exam had completely healed and there were no scars.

“Doesn’t he have family? Half a year has passed, and no one in your family has contacted him?” Yin Ren retracted his gaze with satisfaction.

Lu Hui scratched his head. “This… Lu Guangzu’s parents died early, and we always heard that he was involved in the ghost market, so we didn’t contact him specifically. After all, he’s a person in his twenties and has his own way of living.”

“But the police probably already discovered these things some time ago, so most likely, what we’re saying won’t be of much help to you.”

“No, no, no. Thank you for your support.” Lu Xiaohe stood up. “If there’s progress in the case, we’ll contact you as soon as possible.”

Yin Ren got up one step ahead of her and was ready to send these two “exam friends” out. However, when Lu Nana and Lu Hui walked to the door, they seemed to have thought of something.

“I almost forgot.”

Lu Nana carefully took out a small pale red porcelain jar from her bag. Although it was sealed, it still exuded a refreshing herbal aroma.

Lu Nana walked quickly to Yin Ren and presented it with both hands.

“After the entrance exam, our matriarch looked at my injury, and she praised you for handling it in a timely manner. This is our family’s scar-removing ointment. I have made more for you. Please use it as needed.”

She then lowered her gaze and whispered something embarrassedly. Hearing her words, Yin Ren gave a gentle smile and nodded slightly.

Zhong Chengshuo’s eyes were originally on the screen, but he was surprised to find that his gaze was floating uncontrollably in Yin Ren’s direction. His fingertips began to tingle, but this time the numbness was tinged with the slight acidity of the wampee tea.

Odd feeling.

Zhong Chengshuo turned his gaze back to the computer and heard the sound of a chair dragging behind him.

“You treated her wounds,” he stated.

Yin Ren downplayed it. “Just a little emergency treatment.”

Zhong Chengshuo swept his eyes over his own injured right arm. When he had been stabbed squarely, there didn’t seem to be any little emergency treatment then.

“Nn.” He simply hummed and continued to look at the computer screen.

A sound of clicking was followed by the noise of the porcelain bottle rubbing against the wooden desk. Zhong Chengshuo looked down and saw Yin Ren poking the porcelain bottle with two fingers and slowly pushing it in his direction.

“You can take it to use. It should be very good medicine. Didn’t you get injured a while ago?”

Yin Ren had smelled it carefully. It was indeed a good recipe. The Lu family had tremendously improved the recipe from 1,000 years ago. It was essentially an herbal home remedy that can also be used in scientific research.

Zhong Chengshuo seemed concerned about the scars on his body. Though the medicine couldn’t get rid of the big scar that ran across his chest and stomach, little scars were nothing to worry about.

“And it also smells good. It has a nice herbal fragrance that suits you well, so it’s not bad to use as a balm.”

“She gave it specially to you.” Zhong Chengshuo pulled his gaze away from the jar and looked at the computer again.

“That’s right.” Lu Xiaohe slid over and heckled. “Xiao Yin, don’t discard a girl’s good intentions. We all saw you two whispering.”

“What are you thinking?” Yin Ren said with a smile. “She just told me that if I met a spirit smith who’s good at creating medicine in Shian, she hopes I can give her a referral—she has some new ideas and wants to discuss them with a professional.”

Lu Xiaohe showed a sad expression of failure and slowly slid back to her original place.

As soon as Yin Ren lowered his head, he found that the small porcelain bottle on the table was gone, and there was something small bulging out of Zhong Chengshuo’s pocket.

Yin Ren: “……?”

Zhong Chengshuo responded calmly, “You just gave it to me.”

It wasn’t a problem, but had this person ever acted so sharply before?

……

When the sun was about to set, they saw Lu Guangzu again.

The human fragrance he was hiding was confiscated, and the medicine powder of the Lu family was poured over him. Lu Guangzu sat expressionlessly on the stool with a faint bluish tint under his eyes.

Yin Ren didn’t say a word and immediately recruited Lu Tanfei.

This time, the old man didn’t suddenly transform. He just stood in front of the window of the interrogation room like an ordinary old man.

“There’s no Yuanyuan. No more Yuanyuan.”

The old man’s voice was hoarse, and his eyes became red.

“Where the hell did Yuanyuan go?”

Yin Ren didn’t tell the old man about the tragedy of the “human chair”. He patted the old man on the back silently and took out the round box full of human fragrance.

The iron box had the words “Plum Blossom Hand Cream” printed on it. The style was old, but it was quite well preserved. Less than one-fifth of the human fragrance inside had been used. When Shian took away the ointment, Yin Ren had specifically asked for the box.

“We found quite a few clues—one of the murderer’s victims, and he’s still alive.”

Yin Ren comforted softly.

“I’ll take this box home. If you’re really uncomfortable, just smell the scent of Yuanyuan inside. Old man, we’re still counting on you to help us identify the culprit.”

Lu Tanfei stared at the iron box in pain, as if he were looking at his own heart that had been ripped out while it was still beating.

He stood quietly for a while, not breaking down as he did last time. After a long time, Lu Tanfei raised his red eyes and nodded very gently at Yin Ren.

He turned into a burst of black qi and quickly disappeared in place.

The next moment, Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo stepped into the interrogation room.

“You guys can observe and ask questions. We’ll listen outside. If things change, we’ll stop it in time.” Sun Qinghui’s voice came from the headset. “He’s been a lot more honest recently. Just watch your tone.”

Yin Ren sat down in the interrogation position in a novel manner, poking twice at the computer used for recording.

Lu Guangzu just looked at the two of them without making a sound.

He didn’t know why but compared to the arrogance and provocation of last time, there was now a trace of anxiety on his face. Lu Guangzu’s cheeks were a little sunken, and he looked much thinner.

“We are from Unit 9 of Shian’s Level C Special Investigation Team.”

Zhong Chengshuo showed him his Shian’s ID.

“Lu Guangzu, you should know that you’re no longer the focus of our investigation.”

Lu Guangzu just rolled his eyes as he looked at them, sweeping his gaze between Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren.

“We’ve recused Fan Yong. He has remnants of Evil Force on him, but you don’t. Even Lu Yuanyuan’s smell was forged by ‘human fragrance’.”

Seeing that Lu Guangzu was silent, Zhong Chengshuo calmly continued.

“Now there’s no evidence that proves you’re the perpetrator of what you call the ‘murder of seven people’. You didn’t give the police any victims other than Lu Yuanyuan. Even the name Fan Yong was investigated by the police first.”

Lu Guangzu continued to remain silent.

Zhong Chengshuo stood up and walked to Lu Guangzu.

“You’re a black intermediary who does whatever it takes to achieve your goals. You’re shortsighted and act simple and rough. It’s hard for a person like you to carefully lay out a plan three months in advance.”

And it was for such an illusory thing as “provoking King Yama”. Born in a society under the rule of law, few Nightwalkers would think Lu Guangzu’s behavior was ‘serious’. They thought he was probably braindead.

“Furthermore, you claimed that among your victims were children. Such things won’t earn you fame among the Nightwalkers… You lied about your motives.”

“But you did have contact with someone ‘related to Lu Yuanyuan’ recently and obtained a channel for the human fragrance. If you were instructed by the real culprit, or—”

“I don’t want to talk to you.”

Lu Guangzu suddenly interrupted. He looked at Zhong Chengshuo, and a subtle smile flashed in his eyes. Lu Guangzu raised his handcuffed hands and pointed to Yin Ren, who was still poking at the mechanical keyboard.

“…I only want to talk to him, one-on-one, without surveillance.”

Yin Ren’s hand that was playing with the keyboard froze on the spot.

“Grant him his request.” Sun Qinghui’s voice came from the headset. “Let’s see what other tricks he can play.”

“But…”

“You have no confidence in your partner?” Officer Sun joked. “Don’t worry, we’ll ensure Xiao Yin’s safety.”

Five minutes later.

The camera was turned off, and dark curtains were lowered on the wall windows. A young police officer came in and scanned the room to make sure there were no bugs. Miraculously, Lu Guangzu just gave the man a look and didn’t request any more suspicious things.

In the small interrogation room, only Yin Ren and Lu Guangzu were left.

“Interesting.” Yin Ren sat sideways on the interrogation table. “You wanted to talk to me? What do you want to talk about?”

Lu Guangzu didn’t answer at first. He just stared at Yin Ren with a burning gaze. His entire body was visibly tense.

Yin Ren casually played with his hair. “My partner knows more about this than me. You should have let him finish just now.”

“I know,” Lu Guangzu said. “I know what he probably wants to say. He thinks I’m cooperating with the real culprit, or… using my behavior to expose the real culprit.”

Yin Ren stopped playing with the tips of his hair. He stared at Lu Guangzu, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Lu Guangzu started laughing. “But I don’t know what you’re thinking. The first time I saw you… You’re not an ordinary person, Mr. Yin Ren.”

“I want to make a deal with you. If you cooperate with me, I can tell you a little secret—a little secret about your partner. No matter why you snuck into Shian, this secret can help you.”

Yin Ren walked in front of Lu Guangzu expressionlessly. He leisurely stopped and gradually began to smile, but this time, the smile didn’t carry any warmth.

The back of Lu Guangzu’s head went cold.

A few seconds ago, this person was still exuding an approachable and harmless aura. At this moment, the relaxed atmosphere completely disappeared. Yin Ren was just looking at him with a smile, but his eyes were like hail falling from the sky, dousing Lu Guangzu with a jolt.

Lu Guangzu instinctively wanted to back away, but he was firmly confined to the interrogation chair.

“If you’re unsure, I’ll give you my bazi and write down my birth date. I’ll never divulge anything about you. I swear!”

“What if I don’t want to make this deal?” Yin Ren’s tone was unhurried.

“…You don’t want to expose your specialness, right?” Lu Guangzu’s voice was a little dry, with a slight, imperceptible tremor. “Just like ‘human fragrance’, there are tens of thousands of fine inspections. Shian can’t do them all, and someone must have to point it out first…”

He couldn’t continue.

Yin Ren remained motionless. The inexplicable sense of oppression gradually increased, as if it would crush him to a pulp.

“I don’t like being threatened.”

Yin Ren stretched out his index finger of his right hand and tapped lightly above Lu Guangzu’s left eye. The latter swallowed nervously, not daring to move.

Unfortunately, Yin Ren didn’t let him off.

His index finger exerted a slight force and crossed Lu Guangzu’s brow bone, bridge of his nose, and cheekbones.

The dull sound of flesh tearing sounded. Lu Guangzu’s fierce face changed shape. His left eye was pressed under the cheekbone and was completely torn from the skin of his forehead.

Not a drop of blood splashed out.

Beneath the hideous crack, another eye was exposed; a completely different eye. The two left eyes were folded between the deformed flesh, squeezed tightly one above the other in an uncomfortable, comical way.

“Remember, next time you go to the ghost market to buy materials, remember to divide up the number of stalls when buying items.” Yin Ren leaned down and whispered in the other party’s ear. “No matter how unorthodox the prescription is, there’s always a possibility someone will find out.”

Yin Ren had a cold smile on his face.

“…Give me your name and birth date? How interesting. But your aura, appearance, name, or birth date are all fake, right?”

“You’re not Lu Guangzu at all.”


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Evil As Humans Ch52

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 52: Replacement

The man examined Zhong Chengshuo for a few seconds.

After looking back, the man couldn’t help laughing. “Dr. Sun, the task given by your parents is heavy enough. Do you have to line up for a blind date as well?”

“I’m not here for a date. I’m just here to have a cup of coffee with Dr. Sun.” Zhong Chengshuo corrected him seriously.

Sun Qi’an: “……”

Sun Qi’an: “Mr. Bai, don’t mind. This is my friend. We have a counseling appointment at eight.

She especially aggravated the “eight”.

“Counseling.” After harping on that word for a second, Mr. Bai looked back at Zhong Chengshuo. This time, his gaze was normal, and he quickly moved away.

Zhong Chengshuo looked at him calmly.

Mr. Bai seemed to be in his thirties. He had a handsome and elegant face, dressed in casual, but tasteful attire. Zhong Chengshuo recalled his blind date tragedy a while back—obviously the quality of Dr. Sun’s blind date was several grades higher than his.

“It’s not a formal counseling session. Just a casual chat between friends,” Sun Qi’an explained softly.

Mr. Bai smiled understandingly. “There’s no need to explain between us. Business matters are important. Since he’s here, why don’t you just begin. How long will it take?”

“About twenty minutes.” Dr. Sun tucked her hair back on one side.

“Alright, I’ll go for a walk.” Mr. Bai stood up. “I’ll come back and pick you up in half an hour, and then we can continue.”

Sun Qi’an breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”

Zhong Chengshuo sat down in the place where Mr. Bai was and watched as Mr. Bai left the café.

“Did I interrupt?” he asked directly.

Sun Qi’an looked at him with a smile. “No. It was just a blind date introduced by someone else. It just so happens that neither of us has any intention, so we were planning to talk about something else.”

Zhong Chengshuo nodded. He ordered two glasses of ice mochas and then sat down in a regular manner, with a gesture like he was waiting for an interrogation.

“Regarding your abnormality around Yin Ren, let’s continue to talk about the topic this morning… I haven’t touched these things in a while, so I’ll talk to you as a ‘friend’ today.”

Sun Qi’an wore a dark green suspender skirt and a long-sleeved, airy blouse, which looked soft and elegant. It was just when she was concentrating, her eyes were like awls, breaking through the “soft” thin shell.

“The first thing I want to determine is, does your tachycardia and elevated body temperature make you uncomfortable? For example, is it accompanied by fear, resistance, or other feelings?”

Zhong Chengshuo shook his head bluntly.

“So, if you can use one word to summarize your state, what word would you choose?”

Zhong Chengshuo thought for a moment, then replied, “Excited.”

To say that he and Yin Ren had several confrontations, this word should be able to summarize it.

“Well, from my personal point of view, your feelings for Xiao Yin shouldn’t be negative.”

Sun Qi’an didn’t show any weird expressions as she continued solemnly.

“We had dinner together. I can see that Xiao Yin’s personality is quite complementary to yours. Have you always admired this kind of cheerful and caring personality?”

Zhong Chengshuo: “No.”

His attitude was quite straightforward. It was obvious he had thought about this similar issue.

“I know that his character has many merits, but I have been in contact with a lot of such people, and I have never had any similar heart palpitation. As for other aspects… Yin Ren is indeed, um, a capable worker.”

For example, being able to release his killing intent.

Like always, Zhong Chengshuo wanted to continue to explain and dissect in detail. However, he was distressed to find that after counting the bits and pieces of their time together, he actually had nothing he could take out to specifically ask about.

He was left with nothing but unexplained feelings—the monstrous killing intent behind the door made him numb, and the frozen raindrops under the streetlamps made him hold his breath. Sometimes that person would lean over, and with just a simple touch, would cause his heart to struggle endlessly as if it were clenched tightly.

Zhong Chengshuo was miserably stuck.

How could he describe this feeling that he felt for the first time?

Zhong Chengshuo slowly frowned as he muttered to himself, “…I don’t know.”

He clenched his hands tightly, causing his knuckles to turn white.

“I don’t know.” After a long time, Zhong Chengshuo finally spoke again.

“I see. You’re trying to prove that Xiao Yin is special.” Sun Qi’an took a sip of her coffee. “At least to you, he’s special.”

“But this is not reasonable.” Zhong Chengshuo looked at the coffee stains on the table. “Everything should have a reason and explanation. Could it be that my research direction is wrong?”

Sun Qi’an almost choked on a mouthful of coffee. She understood; this person was more suitable for throwing a bomb on time, rather than caring if it reached the end.

“As far as I know, some people can like someone just by the way they smooth the pages of a book, and some people will dislike someone because of the contradiction of not putting down the toilet seat. There’s not so much logic in sensibility, and it’s just a momentary feeling.”

“You’re not the only one who can’t find the reason. Zhong Chengshuo, you are just moved by him.”

Zhong Chengshuo quietly gazed at Sun Qi’an.

This time, he didn’t deny it, and he didn’t know how to continue to deny it.

Zhong Chengshuo’s fingers twirled, as if he wanted to grab something and then slowly let it go.

“Of course, people will change, and their feelings will change them, not to mention the level of ‘heartbeat’. How to deal with these feelings next depends on your own thoughts—whether you want to move on or stop here. The latter solution, you can understand without me telling you.”

Seeing that he hadn’t spoken for a while, Sun Qi’an continued thoughtfully.

Zhong Chengshuo really understood. As small as changing residence, as big as applying for a partner switch, he had countless ways to reduce contact with Yin Ren.

But instead of attracting Shian’s attention, he let Yin Ren, an unidentified existence, wander around…

“I can take the risk of ‘liking him’,” he replied.

That’s it. It turns out it was ‘like’.

Zhong Chengshuo was relieved. Unfathomable reassurance and nervousness converged. What he was afraid of was the unknown. Since he was embracing this common positive emotion, he could study it with confidence.

Although it was fresh and sweet, it was nothing more than some hormones, physiological impulses, and stray thoughts that didn’t sound like a trick from the enemy. The excitement of discovering a new goal reappeared, raging even higher than before.

“Thank you for your help.” Zhong Chengshuo calmly added, “I’ll handle it properly.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s tone was mixed with relief, confidence, and ease. Compared to “understanding his own heart”, his tone was more like “just learned how to catch birds”.

Sun Qi’an cast a pitying look at Zhong Chengshuo and waved her hand wearily. “Another iced mocha with sugar. Are you sure you don’t want me to refer you to a psychiatrist?”

“No need.”

“…Okay.” Sun Qi’an smiled reluctantly.

Not far from the door.

Yin Ren was standing in line at a milk tea store with Ge Tingting.

Lord Ghost King was able to hold back his need for gossip and didn’t eavesdrop as he did last time, but there was a famous milk tea shop nearby and he had nothing better to do. Since he was so close, he could clearly smell Zhong Chengshuo.

Zhong Chengshuo and Sun Qi’an were sitting by the window. He and Ge Tingting were lined up, and he could see them with a tilt of his head.

It seemed that they were having a good conversation.

Yin Ren moved his gaze back to the menu, looking at two tempting red drinks on the stand-up advertising sign of the milk tea shop. A very cute and pink font was printed under the drink—”New on the market! Sweet rose tea for your favorite TA”.

“One passion fruit smoothie with less sugar, and one caramel pearl milk tea with ice and regular sugar.” When it was Yin Ren’s turn, he ordered skillfully. “Two sweet rose tea, half sugar, at room temperature. Please pack them together.”

The waiter tapped on the screen and gave him an embarrassed look. “Sir, I’m really sorry. We’re sold out of the rose tea.”

Yin Ren was startled. “Then do you have any drinks suitable for couples here?”

“This…”

“Do you want mine? I’ll give them to you.” A man standing at the side of the store laughed. “I just finished ordering two of them.”

Yin Ren smiled at the man. “Thank you. Let me order two other drinks for you.”

The man came over with a smile. He didn’t order any more but instead looked at Yin Ren for a while. Seeing the strange man approach, Ge Tingting moved two steps back and hid herself behind Yin Ren.

“This is my business card.” With gleaming eyes, he handed Yin Ren a business card with both hands. “Sorry, it’s a bit sudden—your image is very good. Will you consider cooperating with us?”

Yin Ren lowered his head and glanced at the business card.

[Bai Yongji, Head of New Media Center, Coral Reef (Group) Co., Ltd.,]

So that’s it. His job was similar to Lin Bei’s.

Lord Ghost King naturally didn’t want to expose himself to the public and engage in this cooperation, but since this person had helped him, he took out his phone and added the other party’s WeChat, then stuffed his business card into his pocket.

Bai Yongji immediately accepted, and Yin Ren transferred the money for the two milk teas.

“Thank you,” Yin Ren thanked again.

“If it weren’t for my appointment, we could have a cup of coffee and talk about cooperation.”

Bai Yongji smiled softly. He glanced at the time, nodded to Yin Ren, and walked to the café next door.

“Let’s talk again when we have time.”

Yin Ren: “Hey, Mr. Bai, wait a minute. Since you’re such a gentleman, won’t you do me another favor?”

Mr. Bai turned back in confusion.

“These two drinks, can you deliver them to my friend?” Yin Ren pointed at Zhong Chengshuo and Sun Qi’an by the window. “He’s on a date with a girl today, and I want to help him.”

“Haha!” Bai Yongji laughed out loud on the spot.

……

Five minutes later, Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo met in the café.

Bai Yongji explained the situation in a few words, then drove Sun Qi’an home. Before leaving, the two of them had a good laugh together, leaving behind a certain embarrassed Evil Spirit.

“It turns out it was just a private matter.” Yin Ren buried his face in the palm of his hand. “I still wanted to help you…”

Naturally, the two rose milk teas weren’t delivered. They lay quietly in the bag, with a layer of mist condensing outside.

“Forget it. Since it’s already bought, let’s just drink it.” Yin Ren took out a cup of rose tea and pushed it toward Zhong Chengshuo.

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t refuse. He looked around and said, “What about Ge Tingting? Mr. Bai said you came with her.”

“I asked her to go back first. At any rate, this matter concerns your privacy. Okay, let’s go home together.”

“Nn.”

The door of the café opened and closed, isolating the air conditioning. The two of them were instantly wrapped in warm air. The sunset was brilliant, casting its dimming light on the signboard of the café, making it red and orange. The original refreshing color had a bit more warmth to it.

“Yin Ren.” Zhong Chengshuo stopped.

“What?” Yin Ren also stopped as he put a straw into his rose tea.

Zhong Chengshuo suddenly approached and gave him a hug.

This hug lasted only for two seconds; a standard and polite hug. If this was between old friends with a cheerful personality, it wasn’t uncommon, but this was done by Zhong Chengshuo, which meant it suddenly had a more frightening implication.

Yin Ren turned stiff like a coffin board and almost made a combat gesture.

“Thank you for trying to help me out.”

Zhong Chengshuo found a perfect explanation for his behavior.

Sun Qi’an raised the hypothesis, and this was the last step in his proof—Yin Ren’s long hair ran across his palm and his smell lingered at the end of his nose. With just a simple hug, the touch and body temperature of the other person made his heart flutter. Under the sunset, the back of Zhong Chengshuo’s neck and his ears were burning.

His heartbeat was so fast it almost broke his eardrum, but there was no confusion in his thinking.

Stimulation and relaxation mixed together, and there was a subtle sense of healing. For the first time since July 24, Zhong Chengshuo had never felt so at ease.

He had already determined this goal called “good feeling”. Research, control, and elimination had always been what “King Yama” was best at. However, Zhong Chengshuo felt a bit of regret—it would be great if this good feeling had an entity. When the research was completed, the problem could be solved by the Evil Fruit.

How long could this affection survive? Even he was a bit curious.

After letting go of Yin Ren, Zhong Chengshuo took a sip of his rose tea. The taste of flowers rushed into his nose, and the sweetness and coldness were perfect. He knew that if there wasn’t the cover of the sunset, his face and this tea would probably be the same color.

Comrade Xiao Zhong had figured it out, but his stress was almost immediately transferred to another person.

The cup Yin Ren was holding almost slipped from his hand. He was in a daze for a full few seconds before he said, “You’re welcome.”

While Zhong Chengshuo was walking, Lord Ghost King quickly clicked on Dr. Sun’s WeChat.

[Fruit Knife: Did Zhong Chengshuo say he had a terminal illness?!?!]

[Show Me Your Heart: …What’s wrong with him?]

[Fruit Knife: Something is wrong with him, but I can’t tell.]

[Show Me Your Heart: ……]

[Show Me Your Heart: It’s okay. He’s not going to die. 😊]

…Okay. Since the doctor said this… Yin Ren glanced at Zhong Chengshuo worriedly and put down his phone.

“I still want to go to the ghost market tonight.” He pretended that nothing happened.

“Nn.” Zhong Chengshuo responded absentmindedly.

“I’m going to the ghost market alone.”

“Nn.”

“Do you know ‘King Yama’ of the Nightwalkers?”

‘Nn.”

“Really? Who is it?”

“…No, I don’t know.”

……

At night, while Zhong Chengshuo was locked inside his bedroom, Yin Ren secretly took out a cabbage from the refrigerator.

“Aren’t you going to the ghost market? Are you going to set up a stall over there to sell cabbage?” Hu Tao’s face was full of suspicion.

Yin Ren didn’t answer. He cut the roots off the cabbage and put the leaves back in the refrigerator.

Immediately after, he pinched the blooming cabbage and began to forcibly pour evil qi into it. The evil qi quickly disintegrated, and strong evil qi quickly gathered in the cabbage. The white cabbage quickly turned black and shriveled, with its tips protruding from the flat incision looking like a dead man’s finger.

Soon, the cabbage turned into a ball of dried buds.

Hu Tao: “…Unwanted evil qi can be given to me, who’s in need. This is too wasteful!”

“This is called evil grass, which can be used to adjust medicine.” Yin Ren explained absentmindedly. “After the evil qi is washed away repeatedly, the plant will become like this.”

The evil grass that changed from the cabbage was put into cling film. It was neither rare nor common. Yin Ren planned to give this as a gift to Xiao Mengpo, as a way to make amends.

“I’m going to the ghost market,” Lord Ghost King said dreamily. “Keep an eye on Lu Tanfei. Don’t let him run around… I’m going to find clues for the case.”

After speaking, he hurriedly ran to Zhong Chengshuo’s door.

“Zhong Ge, I’m going to the ghost market.”

“Okay.”

“I might buy something.”

“I see. Contact me if you have something urgent.”

Yin Ren: “……”

Yin Ren: “Okay, then I’m off now!”

Brother, aren’t you suspicious of me? Didn’t you want to stick to me closely? How long has it been and you’ve already given up halfway? If it wasn’t for Sun Qi’an’s lack of malice and evil qi, Yin Ren would have suspected that Sun Qi’an was a member of Sunken Society and somehow brainwashed Zhong Chengshuo while he wasn’t paying attention.

Zhong Chengshuo didn’t even come to send him off!

Facing the closed door, Yin Ren was speechless. He understood that it was more difficult to deal with a serious Zhong Chengshuo than a Zhong Chengshuo who he didn’t know what was going on in his head.

Unfortunately, if it weren’t for the limited time, he really wanted to stand still.

Yin Ren walked slowly to the entrance, but he couldn’t help it and went back to Zhong Chengshuo’s bedroom. “Are you going for a night run, or do you have any other work?”

Zhong Chengshuo answered smoothly, “I need to do some research, so I’ll run later at night.”

Yin Ren listened to the meditation music faintly coming from the bedroom in a daze.

……

Xiao Mengpo held the evil grass under her nose and sniffed fiercely.

It was superb and big and round in shape. The evil qi inside was extremely strong. She didn’t know where this kid got it.

“The quality is good, and the plant base is not bad.” Xiao Mengpo instantly forgave Yin Ren.

Yin Ren added lively, “Well, the foundation is made of good snow lotus flowers. I didn’t mean to snatch the chair away from you. I really need it for work…”

“Shian. I get it. It’s not your fault.” Xiao Mengpo stepped out of the shadows and sat under the plaque displaying “Practice Medicine to Save the World”. “You came here specifically this time… Is it to ask about the ‘rat eye goji berries?”

“Yes, elder sister. Look, is this the person who bought rat eye goji berries from you?”

Yin Ren brought up Lu Guangzu’s photo and showed it to Xiao Mengpo.

“Yes. You don’t need to show me. I know Lu Guangzu.” Xiao Mengpo knocked on her pipe. “This kid has bought many things from me, but he usually only buys blood tobacco before. Recently, he started buying some serious medicine.”

“In addition to plum roots and living teeth, did he buy anything special?”

“He did. I’ll write it down for you.” Xiao Mengpo blew a ring of smoke. “In the past, I wouldn’t give this kind of information, but that kid dragged the Nightwalkers under the police’s nose, so he needs to be taught a lesson.”

“That’s right.” Yin Ren smiled as he hugged his arms.

“In addition to this matter, I have two more things to ask elder sister—I want the login method to the Nightwalkers contact station, and I also want the address of the Lu family’s home.”

“Well, neither are troublesome matters. The price… just bring me another evil grass next time you come.”

Yin Ren reached out his finger and tapped Xiao Mengpo’s brows after the old lady finished her explanation.

“No problem. I’ll bring you what you ask for.”

In the surprised eyes of the old lady, Yin Ren was smiling slightly.

“But please also forget about these things.”

……

Yin Ren came out of the ghost market, rubbing his hands casually on his face.

He had shrunk his long hair short, and his facial features were kneaded flat. The temporarily grown skin piled under his clothes, making him look like an ordinary middle-aged man with a beer belly.

After taking advantage of the night to change his face, Yin Ren went straight to a small internet café.

“I forgot my ID card, and it’s urgent,” he said in a thick, panting voice.

A young man was working at the internet café’s front desk. He yawned and nodded casually at Yin Ren. “Forgot to bring your ID? 20 an hour.”

“Done.”

Yin Ren smiled gratefully.

He went to the corner of the Internet cafe, jerkily turned on the machine, and logged into the Nightwalkers’ website.

He recalled the internal information of Shian for a while, carefully typed on the keyboard, and pressed in his account credentials one by one. After the account was created, Yin Ren pondered for a while and successfully entered the online chat room of the Nightwalkers.

The aftermath of Lu Guangzu’s case was still there, and the Nightwalkers were still chatting with each other.

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: It’s been a few days, and Shian hasn’t found shit.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: If King Yama were willing to take action, it’s estimated that the investigation would have been completed a long time ago.]

[Xinxin Kennel: I heard that a victim was found, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. Apparently, it was at Lao Jiang’s auction.]

[Xinxin Kennel: If that is really a victim, things will be interesting.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Hahahaha, I heard that Shian sent two stupid newcomers, and they caused a big ruckus.]

[Favorite Sky: Shian actually came to my house, but it seems King Yama isn’t interested. He didn’t show up at all…]

Yin Ren rubbed his hands as his fingertips jumped quickly on the keyboard.

[yamagald: I’m interested.]

[Favorite Sky: ???]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ????]

[Xinxin Kennel: ????]

[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: No, this name is a little off.]

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Laughing to death. Who dares to use the name of King Yama?]

[yamagald: Shian is getting in my way again.]

[yamagald: I checked a bit on it. Lu Guangzu has been exposed to the production method of human fragrance and may have other plans.]

[yamagald: If anyone knows anything, tell Shian. Point them to the right direction to investigate.]

Old Dog Peng said that at the level of King Yama, as long as he say something, someone would be willing to give it. Sure enough, as soon as he finished typing, he got a warm response…

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: I’m going! I will go tomorrow!]

Sure enough, the name King Yama was really good. Yin Ren smacked his lips in satisfaction.

According to Shian’s records, King Yama only appeared once a month at most. The person had just been active a while ago, so it shouldn’t be too soon…

[yamaglad:?]

[yamaglad: Human fragrance?]

Yin Ren’s satisfied smile froze on his face.

[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ???????]

[yamaglad: Who are you?]


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Evil As Humans Ch51

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 51: Help Wanted

It could be that the time was too early for Dr. Sun to reply. Minister Fu was taken away by a phone call. Being experienced, Comrade Xiao Lu instantly contacted her immediate boss and got the reply, “You can go rest”.

“Go. To the staff lounge to get some sleep for another 7 hours.” She rubbed her eyes frantically.

“Breakfast…” Zhong Chengshuo was still struggling, “and lunch…”

Yin Ren: “I’ll bring it for you.”

“I’m not eating. I want to sleep.” Lu Xiaohe yawned again. “Don’t wake me up.”

“Okay.”

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo had stayed in the visitor lounge before, but they didn’t come into contact with the legendary “staff lounge”.

As the name implied, the staff lounge was designed for each action group to rest after a task—after all, many people lived far away from the company, and it wasn’t convenient for them to temporarily vacate a dorm.

After seeing the actual lounge, Yin Ren only felt happy and relaxed.

Sleeping in this place was much better than sleeping on a folding bed.

The staff lounge was warm and clean. The main color was a soft earth color, and the curtains had excellent shading. It was currently daytime outside, but the room was dark as night. Only the night light was on at the head of the bed. The temperature and humidity of the room were adjusted just right.

Eight single beds were placed against the wall, and there was a movable screen that divided the area into two: one for men and one for women. Considering the number of members in their Unit 9 group, only four beds had mattresses and sheets.

Lu Xiaohe went straight to the women’s area. She slumped into the bed and casually shook off her shoes. “Good night, comrades.”

After two seconds, she fell asleep.

Zhong Chengshuo shook his head while confirming the bedside table to make sure that the drawers had Shian’s standard clothes inside, then he slowly fell onto the bed.

Given the space utilization rate, the bed density here was similar to that of a hospital ward, with each bed close to the other. Yin Ren stretched his body for a while and turned over with interest.

After thinking about it carefully, the last time they slept together was in a hotel outside of Shian.

He thought Zhong Chengshuo would lie upright, but instead he resolutely turned his back to him and curled up like a shrimp. Yin Ren didn’t know if this was some kind of adaptation to the environment or what, but Zhong Chengshuo’s breathing hadn’t slowed for a long time. It was obvious he was still awake.

Yin Ren slipped out of bed lightly and laid down beside Zhong Chengshuo’s bed. “Hey, what do you want for breakfast?”

Zhong Chengshuo: “A carrot veggie bun, two boiled eggs, and lean meat porridge, or something similar to these.”

“Order something good. My treat.”

“Then one green veggie tofu bun, two boiled eggs, and beef porridge with salted eggs.”

“What about lunch?”

“Beef with garlic sauce, roasted veggies with fermented bean curd, rice, and unsweetened yogurt.” Zhong Chengshuo spoke as if he was reading a report.

“Okay. Pan-fried wagyu beef, stir-fried seasonal fresh vegetables, rice, and unsweetened yogurt. I’ll take it upon myself and add some honeydew melon for you.” Yin Ren responded lightly.

Zhong Chengshuo turned over. He wanted to protest when he met Yin Ren’s smiling eyes.

Yin Ren was squatting on the edge of the bed. His arms were pressing down on the soft mattress, creating a depression. The depression slanted slightly, as if influenced by a gravitational force. His face was only half an arm away from Zhong Chengshuo’s face. The sound of their breathing was clearly audible.

Zhong Chengshuo pulled back, trying to retreat, and almost fell off the single bed.

The smile in Yin Ren’s eyes became a little stronger. ‘This person is simply too entertaining,’ Lord Ghost King thought cheerfully.

Thousands of years ago, there were many humans who wanted to deal with him. Many of them got along with him at first, but then tried to stab him in the back. None of them were like Zhong Chengshuo… They were scheming but shortsighted.

Yin Ren didn’t notice any hostility from this person. Even when the sharp razor slid across his neck when he was cutting his hair, Yin Ren didn’t feel the slightest malice from Zhong Chengshuo… If he had to put it into words, the only emotion he found was similar to “wariness”.

Just like now. Although Zhong Chengshuo would sometimes leak some of this wariness, there was no fear in that alert; only simple vigilance and nervousness.

Yin Ren was in a good mood. “Hurry up and sleep. We have work in the afternoon.”

“I’m just not used to talking to people while lying down,” Zhong Chengshuo explained as he was still shifting towards the edge of the bed.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Really.”

“Okay, okay. I get it.”

“……” Zhong Chengshuo silently rolled back over and turned his back to Yin Ren again.

After Lord Ghost King had played enough, he stood up contentedly and rushed to the cafeteria. Zhong Chengshuo opened his eyes and stared at the empty bed next to him—his body was tired, but his mind was unusually sober.

Without Yin Ren, only Lu Xiaohe’s steady breathing was left in the room. Zhong Chengshuo took out his phone and checked his WeChat messages again.

[Final Fruit: Hello, Dr. Sun. I would like to consult about a psychological problem.]

[Final Fruit: Maybe I really do have some psychological issues.]

[Show Me Your Heart: Oh?]

Sun Qi’an replied a few minutes ago. Zhong Chengshuo thought about it for a moment and decided to continue the conversation immediately.

[Final Fruit: What do I need to do?]

[Show Me Your Heart: Tell me about your situation first, and I’ll refer you to people who are good at the corresponding aspect.]

[Show Me Your Heart: Don’t worry, I’ve taken counseling courses and have a certificate.]

Zhong Chengshuo wasn’t surprised.

Sun Qi’an, the “King of Medicine” of B University, was a medical doctor and a well-known certification fiend. Even Zhong Chengshuo, who didn’t pay attention to the wind outside, had heard of her glorious deeds. If he were to seek consultation from an accountant, Sun Qi’an would probably pull out her CPA certificate.

[Final Fruit: Are you talking about symptoms? I happen to have a friend with similar symptoms. Can that be used as reference?]

[Show Me Your Heart: …….Go ahead.]

[Final Fruit: I have a friend.] To ensure authenticity, he paused for a while.

[Show Me Your Heart: ……] Sun Qi’an returned him a string of ellipses, probably indicating that she was listening.

[Final Fruit: My friend recently had an object of great concern. For some objective reason, he has to observe the other party carefully.]

[Show Me Your Heart: Observe?]

[Final Fruit: Yes. He needs to observe the character of the other party to ensure that they will not harm society.]

[Final Fruit: He has observed many similar objects, but this one is a bit special. When in contact with it, he occasionally has symptoms of rapid heartbeat and facial fever. During breaks, his attention would always turn to the subject of observation.]

[Show Me Your Heart: Well, it may not be nervousness; it sounds like your friend, like the other person.]

[Final Fruit: Absolutely impossible. Their different species.]

[Show Me Your Heart: ???]

[Final Fruit: I have seen cross-species mating, which is similar. Those animals generally have an estrus period, so they either are venting their emotions or they are forcibly locked together by humans or have frequent contact with humans, which causes them to develop species cognitive problems.]

[Final Fruit: My friend has no estrus period, and there’s absolutely no obstacle to species cognition.]

[Show Me Your Heart: ………………………………………………………………..]

[Show Me Your Heart: Classmate Zhong Chengshuo, your thinking is too erratic. Some people like cats and dogs, some people like spiders and reptiles, and even some like large beasts. Cross-species liking is very normal. Maybe he simply likes the object of observation. Of course, if your friend has physical urges, you can ask him to register with the Department of Psychology.]

Zhong Chengshuo curled up in disappointment and continued typing.

If he could, he didn’t want to leave too many personal traces in the public domain. The “characteristic leakage” of the Department of Cardiology and the Department of Psychology wasn’t in the same order.

[Final Fruit: I understand. Then I’ll continue to talk about myself.]

[Final Fruit: I have a colleague, and for various reasons I have to live with him.]

[Show Me Your Heart: Xiao Yin?]

[Final Fruit: Yes, when I was in contact with him, I would occasionally experience heart palpitations, elevated body temperature, and the like. What kind of psychological stress could this be?]

After all, she did just say, “It may not be nervousness”.

[Show Me Your Heart: When you came to visit before, I thought you were tired from work. It turns out that your arrhythmia was due to Xiao Yin. King Zhong, isn’t it because you have a crush on someone?]

[Final Fruit: ?]

[Show Me Your Heart: I’m kidding~ Xiao Yin has a very good personality so it’s normal for you to have a good impression of him. Since you care so much, it’s necessary to distinguish between ‘wanting to be friends’ or other good feelings, so as not to cause embarrassment and misunderstandings.]

The topic finally returned to normal. Dr. Sun was obviously relieved, and the emotions in her words were more cheerful.

[Show Me Your Heart: How about this. At 8 tonight, let’s meet at the White Crow Café on Jiangxue Road and we’ll talk.]

[Show Me Your Heart: My consultation fee will be a cup of mocha~ If necessary, I’ll refer you to an expert in this field.]

[Final Fruit: Okay, thank you.]

Zhong Chengshuo had investigated Sun Qi’an in advance. Dr. Sun’s character was quite good and worthy of a certain degree of trust. The exhaustion that had been hanging in the air for a long time finally surged. Zhong Chengshuo stuffed the phone under his pillow and slowly closed his eyes.

Whether Yin Ren was an evil being or a person with special abilities, he proposed all the possibilities, but the speculations he got were almost the same.

Like? Good impression?

Zhong Chengshuo knew the meaning of these words, but he had never thoroughly understood them. Forget it. He would leave professional matters to the professionals. He believed that Dr. Sun would give him a scientific answer.

……

4 p.m., Foreign Body Identification Department.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo stood in front of the observation room, quietly looking at one of the victims in this case…

The “human chair” was placed inside the observation room. It was cleaned up and placed on a soft cushion. In the snow-white observation room, about six strange-looking infusion bags hung around the chair, with special needles piercing both sides of the armrest and embedded deep into the wood.

There was a soothing white noise in the observation room, but looking through the glass, the scene was still bizarre.

In the morning, Fang Yuanyuan went to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and did a full metaphysical examination on Lu Guangzu. She went just in time to catch the end of Sun Qinghui’s interrogation.

Lu Guangzu admitted that “Fan Yong”, who had become a chair, was also one of the victims.

Fang Yuanyuan informed Fu Xingchuan of the news as soon as she received it, but Minister Fu didn’t show up again. He had disappeared to who knew where. At present, Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo could only carefully read the information obtained by the police.

Fan Yong, 38 years old, disappeared two months ago.

He was an ordinary mover, not even a shift leader. He had an honest and easygoing personality and worked really hard, which gave him a good reputation among his customers.

However, similar to Lu Yuanyuan, Fan Yong’s real situation was also very difficult—about five or six years ago, the old building where his family lived collapsed. Fan Yong’s parents, wife, and children all died in the ruins. Only he survived and lost two fingers. He came to Haigu to make a living two years ago and had been renting a small bungalow in the Old Town.

He was missing for a full month before a client who had a good relationship with him called the police.

It was an ordinary life that had nothing to do with the metaphysics.

The smiling, sturdy man in the photo was now a slightly trembling wooden chair, which could be casually destroyed. Shian didn’t reveal this bizarre event to the police. They only disclosed that Fan Yong had suffered “devastating injuries that are difficult to recover from”.

When the police mentioned that “Fan Yong is still alive”, Lu Guangzu showed an almost distorted smile.

“Then why don’t you bring him back?” He lowered his head and played with his fingers as he replied with a grin. “Lu Yuanyuan’s the same. Everyone’s the same. There is always a time limit in hide and seek, isn’t there?”

Time limit…

Could it be that the other six victims were also turned into objects and hidden in some corner of the city? Yin Ren lifted his gaze from the interrogation video and once again looked at the chair in the white room.

“You can’t communicate with him?”

Yin Ren turned his head and asked the staff on one side.

“No. Even if we did, it’s all wild ravings that we can’t decipher. He’s completely unable to vocalize.”

A male staff member wearing a black seal answered him.

“If this person dies and becomes a ghost, a ghost master can still speak to him, but given his half-dead situation…”

Indeed, Feng Qi’s translation ability could only interpret the “crazy ravings” of the living. Fan Yong couldn’t say a word, which meant the boy couldn’t interpret anything. Yin Ren himself could make a move, but that wasn’t much different from revealing his identity.

Speaking of Feng Qi…

Yin Ren lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. “Can you let Ge Tingting listen?”

“Who?”

“Ge Tingting, a new member of our Unit 9, a rogue corpse servant.”

“This person isn’t dead yet. That’s just too cruel.” The black seal hissed back.

“No, perhaps it’s feasible.” Zhong Chengshuo continued, “Miss Ge can detect remnants of information from corpses, and Fan Yong somatic cells have lost most of their activity. Although it’s not considered ‘death’ in the strict sense, the idea is still worth trying.”

Seeing the staff still wavering, Yin Ren hurriedly added, “It’s still up to Ge Tingting. She’s still a child, so she may not be able to withstand this kind of stimulation.”

It turned out that Miss Ge Tingting was brave.

The young corpse servant bit her lip when she heard that she could save people and came. Ge Tingting held her phone tightly and still had those headphones given to her by Unit 9 around her ears.

When she saw the human chair, she shivered.

“Fan Yong is in an unstable state now, so we can’t give him too much stimulation. Little miss, can you do it alone?” A female red seal gave Ge Tingting a protective suit.

Ge Tingting looked at the real-time subtitles on her phone and quickly typed on her tablet.

[I can.]

[I have read the information for this uncle, and I want to save him.]

“You’re very brave. Do you need anything?”

[Stethoscope.] Ge Tingting made a gesture.

However, after getting the stethoscope, she still hesitated at the door for a few seconds. Her hand holding the stethoscope was trembling imperceptibly. Yin Ren took two steps forward and hung his hand above Ge Tingting’s head.

Seeing that there was no resistance in the other party’s eyes, he rubbed her head gently through the protective suit.

“Don’t worry,” Yin Ren whispered to Ge Tingting. “Zhong Ge and I are outside. If you can’t hear any sound or can’t bear it, come out to us at any time.”

“You’re just a child. It is out of kindness that you’re helping us, not due to work obligations. These things are the responsibilities of adults, so don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

Ge Tingting clenched the phone tightly and nodded.

[Thank you. I will try my best.]

“Go ahead, Hero Ge.” Yin Ren smiled and retracted his hand.

Zhong Chengshuo glanced at Yin Ren with a complicated expression but didn’t say a word.

Two minutes later, the original bizarre scene in the observation room became even stranger—the infusion bags were still hanging on the ordinary chair, and there was a little girl in a full-body protective suit gesturing with her stethoscope as she pressed it back and forth on the chair.

Behind the mask of the protective suit, Ge Tingting’s brows started to wrinkle tighter.

She first pressed the stethoscope on the back of the chair, listened carefully, and then gestured at the chair for a while with her incomprehensible “ravings”. Finally, she sighed deeply and walked out with red eyes.

Before leaving, she patted the back of the thin chair lightly.

Shian-Small Work Group.

[Ear Person: This uncle seems to be crazy.]

[Final Fruit: ?]

[Ear Person: He keeps saying “I don’t like chairs anymore”, “Don’t want chairs”, “Take the chairs away, please”, “I want to die”, and so on… He didn’t answer my question at all.]

[Ear Person: He’s also speaking all over the place, so the situation is very bad.]

[Ear Person: Can you save him?]

[Fruit Knife: The situation is a bit tricky, but if he’s still alive, there’s hope 👍]

[Fruit Knife: So amazing, Hero Ge. Shian hasn’t found anyone with such great knowledge. You’re the first to find this new clue. Do you want milk tea later? I’ll treat you.]

[Ear Person: Okay, thank you!]

The haze on Ge Tingting’s face dissipated a little. She took off her protective clothing, put back on her headphones, and gave a jerky smile to the two of them.

However, when Ge Tingting’s figure disappeared, the smile on Yin Ren’s face instantly faded. He pinched his brows and fell into contemplation. He didn’t think for long when his wrist suddenly felt hot.

Zhong Chengshuo had carefully grabbed his wrist and dragged Yin Ren to the empty meeting room of the Identification Department.

“What?” Yin Ren raised his brows.

“Think together.” Zhong Chengshuo picked up a marker and walked towards the whiteboard. “Are you thinking about the case?”

Yin Ren: “Actually, I was thinking about what to have for dinner.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s movement instantly froze. He looked at Yin Ren in disbelief and almost dropped the marker he was holding.

“…Just kidding. I’m really thinking about the case.” Yin Ren held back a smile. “Come on, Zhong Ge, summarize the case.”

Zhong Chengshuo glanced at him erratically and pressed the red marker on the whiteboard.

“Leaving aside non-scientific issues such as things related to evil forces, the nature of the case isn’t complicated—we assume that Lu Guangzu didn’t lie, and that Lu Yuanyuan was the first victim.”

He neatly drew a timeline on the whiteboard, marking the dates of Lu Yuanyuan’s and Fan Yong’s disappearances.

“This means that since three months ago, someone has kidnapped seven victims and imprisoned them somewhere. Recently, Lu Guangzu went to Haigu Public Security Bureau to report this case to the police and Shian, and also named ‘King Yama’ and provoked the Nightwalkers by doing so.”

“Now we have Fan Yong… a witness, suspicion on Lu Guangzu is very high, but after thinking about it along this line of thought, I can’t figure it out.”

Yin Ren tilted his head to look at Zhong Chengshuo.

“Entering the police station to surrender, naming Shian, and stirring up topics among the Nightwalkers all seem to be means of attracting the attention of all parties. If I were a murderer… Well, I would arrange the human chair in a public place with the largest flow of people and smash it to let the blood and guts flow out.”

Yin Ren: “…” He didn’t expect Comrade Xiao Zhong to have such a cruel idea.

“As long as the crime statement is left at the scene, the police, Shian, and the Nightwalkers will all be involved in the incident, and the intensity of exposure will be much greater than it is now. Why did Lu Guangzu choose the path of ‘surrendering in person’?”

“You mean Lu Guangzu has another purpose? Indeed, his temperament isn’t like that of someone who can devote three months to an intricate plan… Perhaps he’s not even the murderer.”

Yin Ren was worried about how he could give clues about the dead smell on Lu Guangzu, but Zhong Chengshuo had already sent it to the door. Lord Ghost King played with the tips of his hair as he started calculating in his heart.

Zhong Chengshuo continued without noticing. “Yes, he probably has another purpose, but I have no evidence yet. We’ll continue to consider this hypothesis—”

“Time to get off work.” Yin Ren glanced at his phone. “Let’s discuss it tomorrow. It’s time to go to the cafeteria and eat.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “……”

Zhong Chengshuo: “You go ahead. I have an appointment tonight.”

Yin Ren was putting the marker cap back on. When he heard this, he almost dropped the cap. “You have an appointment? Could it be a date with a woman?”

Countless plots from those third-rate romance dramas floated through his mind. Yin Ren looked at Zhong Chengshuo with burning eyes.

Zhong Chengshuo: “Yes, I have an appointment with Sun Qi’an.”

“Oh, how amazing. The stone is blossoming.” Yin Ren tried hard to suppress his curiosity and sullenly said, “I wish you all the best and an excellent performance.”

“Thank you for your warm wishes.” Zhong Chengshuo nodded his head solemnly.

He did intend to perform well—Zhong Chengshuo decided to go to the appointment two hours early and spend the time rehearsing the appropriate words he wanted to say in his head.

At 6:10 p.m., Zhong Chengshuo arrived at the White Crow Café.

The good news was that Dr. Sun did have the time to meet with him. The bad news was that Dr. Sun was already there, so he didn’t have time to rehearse.

Sun Qi’an was sitting in the best seat, having dinner with a man. The moment she saw Zhong Chengshuo, she coughed fiercely, almost choking.

Seeing her reaction, the man sitting opposite her turned his head, looked at the door, and stared at Zhong Chengshuo.

The moment he saw Zhong Chengshuo, a glint seemed to flash in the man’s eyes.


The author has something to say:

As we all know, I am a pure love warrior who never writes about a Shura field*.

*Often used to describe romantic relationships where many people appear, and it becomes like a bloody battlefield. 

Just for the record (?

Xiao Zhong Xiao Yin, true-false conversation √


Kinky Thoughts:

If you read Nian Zhong’s other works, you know she doesn’t write love triangles/romance drama/love entanglements, etc.. Her works are more plot focused. Poor Yin Ren. He won’t get to personally experience the love drama from all those third-rate dramas he’s binging on.


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