My Life with Narration-Chapter 296 - 293: A Bit of Conscience, But Not Much

Chapter 296: Chapter 293: A Bit of Conscience, But Not Much

On the first day the body was discovered, no particularly useful clues were found. After all, three months had passed, and it wasn’t the initial crime scene. Plus, it was the rainy season, and a few downpours had washed away any traces.

If this were ancient times, this would be a cold case. Even in the period shortly after the founding of the country, there wouldn’t have been any solutions for such a case. Luckily, now with advanced technology, surveillance, fingerprints, DNA, and other developments, it’s not like there are no clues at all.

At least the victim’s identity can yield some clues through DNA comparison.

Du Qiang got reprimanded by Old Zhao and had his day off for tomorrow canceled, making him work overtime to gather clues along the way, serving as a small penalty.

Once Old Zhao’s venting was done, the surrounding officers had already left. By the time they walked out after half an hour, only two cars were left from the original line of police vehicles, and one of them was his own.

"Sister Li, hop in!" Du Qiang called out flatteringly.

In contrast, Li Zijun gave him a glance, opened Su Qing’s car door, and responded, "It’s already so late; are you expecting me to go back and work overtime? Let’s talk about it tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Du Qiang looked at his master, whose face was still filled with anger and fear, opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Zhao Minghui said, "Get in the car already! She has someone to take her home. As for you, you’re going back with me for overtime until this case is closed; no day off for you!"

Hearing that, Du Qiang let out a miserable scream, "Ah~~ no, Master!"

"Cut the crap, drive!"

To this, Du Qiang could only reluctantly and cautiously get into the car like a little wife, silently regretting in his heart why he had to be so mouthy. Now he’s in a fine mess, isn’t he!

The last police car then drove off into the distance.

Watching Zhao Minghui and his partner leave, Su Qing fastened her seatbelt in the driver’s seat while Li Zijun chuckled and sat in the passenger seat.

"Sister Jun, shall I drop you at your rental place?"

"Heading home today to comfort my old man. If I don’t go back, who knows what he’ll tell my mom. Are you going home too?"

"Uh... yes!" Su Qing nodded.

Your old man has spoken; how dare I not go back? Besides, I have to return the car anyway, and I haven’t stayed at home for a while, so it’s a good opportunity to check on Old Su.

"Seems like my dad and Uncle Li won’t be too fond of fishing for a while," Su Qing said, starting the car, shaking her head with a smile.

"They should have quit ages ago. My mom knew they weren’t catching any fish and were buying them at the market to cover up, coming back bragging about it," Li Zijun exposed the two men’s secret.

Su Qing was a bit surprised at this: "Aunt Liu knows?"

"Of course, she just couldn’t be bothered to tell them off. Why, Aunt Hui hasn’t..."

Su Qing: ...

That makes my mom seem rather dumb.

The car speed wasn’t fast on the way back, as it was already getting dark. Both of them leisurely drove back to the city. But just before they reached the city’s bridge, a voice echoed in Su Qing’s mind.

[One hundred meters ahead is a professional scam artist grandpa, heading right for your car]

Hearing this, Su Qing was startled, then saw a figure leisurely walking in the middle of the road in the distance. Although moving slowly, he didn’t seem to have scamming intentions; he just made a few cars stop and honk continuously.

Not sure if the old man thought his scamming skills were too poor or his timing was off, the few cars in front, though cursing, just moved past him.

Seeing this, Su Qing thought about avoiding him too, but at that moment, through the windshield, she seemed to lock eyes with the old man.

Then it seemed the old man made a firm decision, thinking he couldn’t go back without doing anything, and headed straight for her car.

"Hey, hey, hey, Su Qing, Su Qing!" Li Zijun exclaimed in shock as the old man decisively collided with the front of her car, then lay down.

The sight left Su Qing somewhat dumbfounded. He’s quite an experienced driver and never encountered such a situation?

Moreover, with the old man lying down, it could cost him anywhere from a few hundred to losing everything; who wouldn’t be scared? Even if he had made some money recently, he couldn’t afford to support this old man, right?

He then turned his head to the side and noticed that at some point, his car had already stopped, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Although Jiang City isn’t a first-tier city, its surveillance facilities are decent. Especially as they were nearing the city, there was surveillance all around, and his car had a dashcam. The old man was wasting his time as long as he hadn’t truly hit him.

Seeing the old man lie down, he exchanged glances with Li Zijun in the passenger seat. Then they both quickly got out of the car, seeing the old man lying on the ground, and couldn’t help but gasp in shock. At least seventy, the old man was lucky he had stopped just in time; otherwise, even knowing it was a scam, scratching someone of that age would still be enough to make him uneasy.

"Oh~ oh, it hurts so much, give me money~~" the white-haired old man moaned incoherently.

Su Qing: ...

Li Zijun: ...

"Grandpa, you’re faking an accident. There are surveillance cameras here." The kind-hearted Li Zijun still tried to explain, hoping the old man would give up since even the police wouldn’t dare to intervene with someone his age.

On the other hand, when the old man saw such a pretty girl, he cried out even louder, "Oh my back! I can’t take it, it hurts... two thousand... two thousand~~"

It must be said, you can’t underestimate Grandpa. He boldly demanded two thousand right away. The surrounding pedestrians, seeing this, couldn’t help but turn sympathetic glances, feeling sorry but helpless.

Seeing that Li Zijun still wanted to explain, Su Qing quickly pulled her back, then took out her phone, opened her WeChat balance, and waved it in front of the old man, saying, "Grandpa, I have 12 yuan in my WeChat. Can I help you?"

Upon hearing this, the old man’s eyes half-opened, glanced slightly, then wriggled his body, revealing a spot, and said, "Then you lie here!"

Su Qing: ...

I’m the driver, damn it! You want me to lie down and scam myself?

Call him kind, yet he scams money and relies on his age; call him vicious, but this old man still lends a helping hand to the poor and gives him an opportunity to earn money, letting him work on the spot.

A bit of conscience, but not much.

It must be said, this old man is still approachable, even wanting to help him up. It’s rare these days to find someone who can help you make money together!

However, thinking it over makes sense. Just now, he thought he made eye contact with the old man, but after all, it was through the windshield, and since the grandpa is old, he probably didn’t recognize him as the driver and thought Li Zijun, who approached earlier, was driving.

Hearing this, even the nearby police were at a loss. What to do now? She’s a detective, hasn’t encountered anything like this before. Should she call traffic police?

A detective calling the traffic police for help saying she’s being scammed, isn’t that a bit funny?

Su Qing’s inner narration suddenly sounded again.

[The old man is just the vanguard, his son is on the way, and the silly son will arrive at the scene in thirty seconds.]

Upon hearing this, Su Qing’s eyes shifted, and he lay down next to the old man, asking, "Grandpa, is this business profitable? How’s the market?"

Upon hearing this, the old man half opened his eyes and glanced at him, said nothing, and continued rubbing his back, "Two thousand~~ two thousand~~"

At that moment, a man with similarly gray hair, seemingly older than his dad, rushed out while shouting, "Dad, dad? Are you alright? He’s the one who hit you, isn’t he? How do you drive, can you even drive, damn..."

Before he could finish, he was stunned to see two people lying on the ground, then the young man shakily raised a hand, "Big son, quick, come help me up. Today, it must be two thousand, not less!"

Middle-aged man: ...

"What do you say should we do about this?"

"Your dad is faking it, we have a dashcam, and there’s surveillance around!" Li Zijun said calmly without a hint of panic.

Seeing this, the man unhurriedly said, "So what if there’s surveillance, my dad is so old, you still bumped into my dad. We’re not extorting you, either check it at the hospital or..."

As he spoke, the man secretly extended a finger, signaling he wanted to settle for a hundred yuan.

Actually, this was the man’s cleverness. There was indeed surveillance here, and since dashcams became widespread, fake accidents have been rare, but elderly people are exceptions. These types of people, free from traditional constraints, are invincible once shameless enough.

Having encountered this, and the elderly have already lain down, it’s not unreasonable to have them checked at a hospital. If nothing’s wrong, everyone parts amicably.

Then he proposes a second condition, a hundred yuan, which is trivial compared to his dad’s two thousand demand and the hospital’s checkup cost. Plus, this wasn’t his bottom line; if Li Zijun dared to haggle, any amount like thirty or fifty would make him give up.

In such a scenario, even spending a bit will bring peace of mind to the car owner, who just accepts the bad luck, as no one would want to waste time and effort over such a small amount.

But the next second, he was stunned, as the person in front of him didn’t follow the script. Li Zijun flashed his credentials, "I can’t do anything about the old man, but I can arrest you!"

"Don’t move, police!"

Seeing this, panic showed in the man’s eyes.

"Dad, run, cops!"

Su Qing: ...

Li Zijun: ...

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