Thriller Night Talk-Chapter 98: He is really an otherworldly man

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July 31, Saturday, 12:20 pm.

The plane had just landed at C City Airport when Bei Quan’s Nokia brick received a text message from Zhu Ling.

[Luo Yanyan is dead, call back quickly.]

When Bei Quan saw the message, his expression turned aghast and he immediately called Zhu Ling.

“What’s going on?”

Zhu Ling replied.

“Just two hours ago, Luo Yanyan committed suicide by jumping into a lake.”

According to the information Zhu Ling received, Luo Yanyan had? packed her luggage the day after the last live broadcast on the night of the 24th, and had gone back to her stepfather and her own mother’s home in a county in J Province without informing her family in advance.

After she got home, the girl didn’t even turn on her cell phone, let alone log in to any other social media. She just stayed at home every day. Unless absolutely necessary, she would seldom come out of her room, and this went on for a week.

Her stepfather was a kind person, seeing Luo Yanyan’s depression, he offered to take her out to relax, and Luo Yanyan, who had locked herself in her room, actually agreed.

So her stepfather took the girl and his two children to go fishing in the reservoir next to the county town early in the morning.

According to Luo Yanyan’s stepfather, she had been in good spirits after coming out. She talked and laughed with them as if she was very happy.

Because of this, no one expected Luo Yanyan— who seemed to be in a good mood— to jump into the deep water of the reservoir when her stepfather wasn’t looking and drown herself in the lake.

“There are many surveillance cameras installed around the reservoir, and one happened to record Luo Yanyan jumping into the water.”

Zhu Ling said to Bei Quan on the other end of the phone.

“I have seen the surveillance tape, and there was really nothing else around Luo Yanyan at that time. She jumped off by herself.”

Bei Quan’s expression became more solemn when he heard the words.

Luo Yanyan’s death brings up two very important issues.

First, the girl’s time of death was around ten o’clock in the morning. Although it was not noon the time when the Yang Qi energy is the most radiant, the incident had happened in broad daylight and on a day with a clear sky. Ordinary ghosts and even the Hui Gui they were chasing, generally do not choose to cause trouble at this time.

Second, if Luo Yanyan really committed suicide, three of the five people who died due to the spiritual exploration in the amusement park, including Wang Jialin who jumped from the Ferris wheel and Mo fan who hung himself, could be preliminarily confirmed to have died of suicide.

But, with a third death— there should be no such unreasonable coincidences in the world.

Not to mention that Luo Yanyan also passed their [Thriller Night Talk], and they were certain that the matter was indeed related to the Hui Gui.

Jiang Nan’an, who was next to him, kept leaning over to listen to the conversation between Bei Quan and Zhu Ling.

When Bei Quan hung up the phone, he frowned and asked in a low voice.

“What do we do now? Do we still have to go to Luo Yanyan’s hometown?

“Yes, we can not give up any possible little clue.”

Bei Quan thought about it and made a decision.

“Luo Yanyan’s death, we must investigate it carefully.”

———————

Just as Bei Quan and Jiang Nan’an got off the plane and were ready to take a taxi to the bus terminal in C City, Wei Fuyuan still hadn’t given up on his plan to see Bei Quan again.

After leaving “Sāntúchuān”, Wei Fuyuan and Bei Quan had completely cut off contact. Of course, he didn’t know that the person he was thinking of was no longer in the city.

During the summer vacation, Wei Fuyuan did not have to go back to school, so he felt he had plenty of time to spend slowly with Bei Quan.

Even if he couldn’t find the way to the “Sāntúchuān”, so what?

Anyway, if Bei Quan wanted to investigate more cases, it was impossible for him not to go out eventually. Wei Fuyuan believed that as long as he stayed at the entrance of the alley, sooner or later he would be able to block the person.

After making up his mind, Wei Fuyuan went back to the hotel, washed quickly, put on clean clothes, tied the coat Bei Quan had put on him last night around his waist and went out again full of energy.

Wei Fuyuan, like last night, wandered around the hutongs for a long time, but still could not find the usual alleyway entrance.

But this time, he acted smartly. Instead of wandering around like before, he simply found a nearby coffee shop, bought a cup of coffee, and sat in the open-air seat with a wide view, intending to spy from the sidelines.

The weather was very hot. Most people were sitting indoors with the air conditioning, but Wei Fuyuan did not care about the scorching sun overhead and only stared at the pedestrian traffic, waiting for the one he wanted to see most.

Wei Fuyuan sat from morning to afternoon, but did not see Bei Quan or anyone from “Sāntúchuān”. He only managed to spot a guy he was very surprised to see.

It turned out to be Dai Bo Qian, who had called the hotline for [Thriller Night Talk] half a month ago.

As a promising lawyer, Dai Bo Qian worked in an office building in Xincheng District, and his home was not nearby.

Even after recognizing him, Wei Fuyuan had no intention of going up to him, but when Dai Bo Qian passed in front of him for the third time, looking at his phone while walking, and looking up and around, Wei Fuyuan realised that the other party was lost, just like himself last night.

“Mr. Dai.”

Wei Fuyuan opened his mouth and called out to Dai Bo Qian.

Dai Bo Qian turned his head, and when he saw Wei Fuyuan, he let out a breath of relief and then walked straight towards him.

“It’s great to see you!”

He obviously recognized Wei Fuyuan as well.

“If I recall correctly, you’re Mr. Bei Quan’s assistant, right? Can you take me to meet him?”

Dai Bo Qian held up the beautifully wrapped gift bag he was carrying in his hand with a very sincere attitude.

“I want to thank him in person.”

Wei Fuyuan asked, “Thank him?”

“Yes.”

Dai Bo Qian smiled shyly.

“I know all about …… the matter over in the USA, it was you guys who helped me, right?”

———————–

“Really, you are no longer working with Mr. Bei Quan?”

Dai Bo Qian showed regret after hearing Wei Fuyuan say that he had resigned.

However, he was an adult who knew the differences and knew how to move forward and when to retreat, and he did not ask Wei Fuyuan why he had left the company. He only sighed softly.

Dai Bo Qian could say nothing about yin and yang metaphysics, but he had an uncannily accurate sixth sense.

Not long ago, he received a email from Chen Dafa’s legal team, telling him that he could inherit a billion dollars, provided he made a trip to the USA in person and stayed in Chen Dafa’s mansion.

As he read that email, he immediately had a strong foreboding feeling.

A voice in his heart told him that he should not go to the states and that if he went, he would definitely not return. ｂ𝚎ｄｎ𝚘ｖ𝚎ｌ.𝚌𝚘ｍ

Sure enough, soon after, Dai Bo Qian was attacked by an evil spirit in a KTV, but he met Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan, who happened to be passing by, and was lucky to get his life back.

Although Dai Bo Qian had never seen these two before, the sixth sense that had never failed him since childhood told him that these two were trustworthy and worth relying on.

So he told the whole story about the email he had received and asked Bei Quan to help him.

Bei Quan gave Dai Bo Qian an ancient coin tied with a red thread, saying it was a talisman, and told him to go to a certain Taoist master at Longquan Guan.

“I’m not going to hide it from you ……”

Dai Bo Qian smiled embarrassedly, “I don’t know if I was a little frightened… After that day, I fell seriously ill and laid in bed groggy for a week. Taking any medicine didn’t do me any good.”

Wei Fuyuan let out two dry laughs.

Of course, he knew what was going on.

Dai Bo Qian’s illness was not caused by fright, it was clearly something that had been done by Bei Quan, in order for him to lie on the bed obediently and not cause trouble while Bei Quan borrowed the other’s identity to infiltrate Chen Dafa’s home.

“After I got well, I went to Longquan Guan to visit the real Daoist Master.”

Dai Bo Qian continued.

“He told me that a noble person had helped me to overcome the great calamity and that from then on, I would be safe and prosperous, rich and wealthy, and free from illness and disaster until my old age.”

Speaking of this, Dai Bo Qian paused, “As a result, the immortal Daoist Master was really right ……”

He swallowed hard, with some difficulty to say the second half, “I received another email from Chen Dafa’s legal team …… saying that Chen Dafa had died of illness, and before he died …… he modified his will, without any additional conditions, the 4 billion USD was left all to me. ”

Wei Fuyuan: “!!!”

Even though his family was very rich when he heard him say “4 billion USD all belonged to him,” his eyeballs nearly fell out of the sockets.

——This is too much good luck, right?

“Actually, I know …… The ‘nobleman’ the immortal Daoist Master mentioned refers to Mr. Bei Quan.”

He was confident in his intuition.

Although he didn’t know how Bei Quan did it, Dai Bo Qian was very sure that the other party was the “nobleman” who had helped him turn his deadly fate into a fortune.

“So I begged and pleaded the immortal Daoist Master for two days before he gave me Mr. Bei Quan’s address.”

Dai Bo Qian opened his notebook, on which was written the address of the “Sāntúchuān” broadcasting company.

“But, for some reason, I walked around the address several times, but I couldn’t find this ‘Renhuai Lane.'”

“I’m not going to lie to you.”

Wei Fuyuan gave a bitter laugh and honestly admitted.

“Now even I can’t find the ‘Sāntúchuān either.”

Dai Bo Qian’s eyes widened, and only after a long time did he let out a soft “ah”.

“So that’s how it is.”

He shook his head, his tone was a bit regretful but also held relief.

“So it seems that Mr. Bei Quan, he is really an otherworldly man ……”

Wei Fuyuan said in his heart,

“Whether he is or not. I don’t know, but he is very cruel anyway, especially towards me.”

Dai Bo Qian seemed to give up the idea of ??looking for Bei Quan to thank him in person after knowing that he could not find the “Sāntúchuān,” but he did not leave immediately.

He seemed to treat Wei Fuyuan as one of the very few friends with whom he could share his “strange” experiences, so he simply sat across from Young Master Wei and chatted with him.

After learning that Wei Fuyuan was a student of business administration major at Fèng Xīngchéng University and would be a senior in the coming year, Dai Bo Qian raised his eyebrows.

“So it seems that you and I are a bit alike.”

Wei Fuyuan asked, “How so?”

“Just like how my sixth sense works.”

Dai Bo Qian smiled and pointed to himself, and then towards Wei Fuyuan, “I have a feeling that you should have a side that is ‘not ordinary’, right?”