Chapter 117
Chapter 117
The moment he finished speaking, police sirens wailed beside them.
Under a crowd of stunned gazes, Qiao Yu pulled out the work badges he had been carrying-cleaner, nurse, and intern doctor. The madness in his eyes slowly brewed into a black, bottomless pool. “Outlaw, you’re under arrest!”
Everyone: ??
No, seriously, what the hell was going on?
The Live Stream Room couldn’t contact the outside world at all. Otherwise, they would have called the police the first time they entered the Instance. Why would they have waited until now?
So where exactly had this guy found a channel to call the police?!
But no matter how baffled they were, the streamers were still cleared out by the police, who had rushed over in a hurry.
Qiao Yu led the police officers from the morgue trash cans to the cold storage room, the finance office, and the director’s office, turning the hospital upside down.
The dismembered bodies in the morgue, the frozen deceased entrepreneur in the cold storage room, the suspicious income and expense records in the finance office, and the inhumane scientific experiments in the director’s office were all uncovered.
Junior Director Zhou was brought to the scene by the police, his face full of defeat.
From the contours of his face, one could still vaguely make out traces of his childhood appearance.
Perhaps he had long known this day would come, because Junior Director Zhou did not put up much resistance.
Looking at that still-young face, Qiao Yu slowly said, “By the way, Junior Director Zhou, did you know? Even after your father died, he was still working for Yuanyang Consortium.”
“What?” Junior Director Zhou looked up in shock, his eyes utterly lifeless.
“There’s no need to ask anything. You clearly heard it before and suspected it too. You just didn’t want to believe it, right?” Qiao Yu suddenly stepped closer, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible. “Because you know very well that with Yuanyang Consortium’s way of doing things, they won’t stop until they’ve devoured you and your father… from your souls down to your flesh and blood.”
The other man seemed to freeze. His eyes slowly reddened.
Qiao Yu, however, raised a hand and patted his shoulder. “Wrong is wrong. Please face it bravely, don’t make trouble for the police officers, and reform yourself properly…”
By the time they were brought back to the station, finished giving their statements, and agreed to appear in court as witnesses, most of the day had already passed.
Qiao Yu rubbed his stomach and realized he was a little hungry.
Shang Yan noticed the movement and lowered his voice beside his ear. “Hungry? Want to go eat xiaolongbao?”
Qiao Yu thought about it, but before he could speak, the man continued, “I know an old, famous place. It’s especially good.”
Even if it was good, he didn’t want to eat it…
Shang Yan saw his reluctance and reached out to touch his forehead.
Qiao Yu’s eyes rolled, and he suddenly tilted his head. “My head hurts.”
Shang Yan: ?
“You touched me into a second-degree disability. Pay up. This won’t be over without five hundred yuan!”
Shang Yan: ??
Perhaps curious about what this guy was trying to do, he took out five hundred yuan and handed it over to Qiao Xiaoyu without hesitation. “Here, China Qiao. Hold on to it.”
Qiao Yu took the money, grinning so widely his eyes disappeared.
He had finally gotten back that five hundred yuan from back then. Happy.
Just then, several hurried footsteps sounded from afar. The two of them instinctively looked over.
They saw Tang Shenghong being escorted toward an interrogation room. Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes and sauntered over, then said, “See? Your building collapsed.”
Tang Shenghong’s eyes went red with rage. He roared at him, “Bastard!”
Qiao Yu shrugged. “Thanks for the compliment. I’ll keep up the good work.”
Tang Shenghong: “…”
He had never seen anyone so shameless in his life!
Director Song, who was following behind them, heard that infuriating voice and seemed to think of something. He stretched his neck out to take a look, and his pupils abruptly dilated. “You… how are you…”
Hearing this, Qiao Yu tilted his head and looked at the middle-aged man before him, who had gone pale with shock. He pointed at himself. “Me? What’s wrong with me?”
He thought it over seriously. Since coming back to life, he had never done anything to feel guilty about. His expression immediately became calm and composed, and he walked over in a few steps. “Do you know me?”
Of course he knew him!
How could he not know him?!
He knew him all too well!!!
Director Song pushed Tang Shenghong into the interrogation room, then beckoned to Qiao Yu. “Come with me.”
Qiao Yu: ??
No, wait. He hadn’t somehow broken the law without realizing it, had he?
His poor little heart, which had only just settled back down, leaped into his throat again. Obediently, he followed them in.
Shang Yan was curious too, and went with them into an empty conference room.
“And who is this?” Director Song looked at Shang Yan and asked Qiao Yu.
Hearing that, Shang Yan extended a long, clean hand and smiled. “Hello. Shang Yan, director of the Yan City Security Bureau.”
Director Song came to a realization. “So you’re young Shang. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
With that, he reached out and lightly shook Shang Yan’s hand.
“Are you close with Qiao Yu?”
Shang Yan gave a hum of confirmation. “We’re lovers. The kind who are going to get married.”
Qiao Yu: ??
Director Song: “……”
Who asked you that?!
Qiao Yu lowered his head and coughed softly. “It’s fine. If you have something to say, please just say it. He’s not an outsider.”
“Exactly. Introduce me like that from now on. I’m not an outsider. I’m your insider.”
Qiao Yu glared at that bastard.
If you insist on flirting, could you at least read the room?
I may have no shame, but that doesn’t mean I want to embarrass myself for no reason!
Director Song was already getting on in years and had no interest in watching the young couple show off their love. After inviting the two of them to sit, he went straight for the heart of the matter. “You actually came back to life. How did you do it?!”
Both Qiao Yu and Shang Yan were stunned.
Shang Yan instinctively pressed, “What do you mean by that?”
Director Song seemed to remember something and let out a short laugh. “Your boyfriend spent all of last year coming to scrape at my window every day, forcing me to register a ghost’s household residency. He pestered me for nearly half a year…”
Ever since the Live Stream Room had been dragged into the open, Director Song was no longer that taboo about ghosts and gods.
Although he knew ghosts existed in this world, entities known as Ghost outside the Live Stream Room were still extremely hard to encounter. Add to that the fact that beings known as Ghost were naturally somewhat afraid of public officials, and he had never personally run into a supernatural incident.
Qiao Yu had been the first ghost to seek him out.
Of course, the other party hadn’t harmed him. He had simply latched onto him.
One had to know, enduring a chatterbox for half a year was truly enough to make a person collapse.
Fortunately, although the little guy was annoying, he had used his identity as a fierce ghost to help the police solve quite a few cases. In the end, Director Song really had no other choice and agreed to register that fellow’s household residency.
As Director Song recounted the past, a few scattered fragments vaguely flashed through Qiao Yu’s mind. It seemed that when they first met, he had nearly scared this uncle into having a heart attack. Thinking about it now, he really did feel sorry.
“I’m sorry, Uncle Song. There are a lot of things I can’t remember clearly anymore.”
Director Song waved a hand and sighed. “Back then, I took the documents to the place we’d agreed on, but what I saw was a perfectly preserved corpse. I thought your attempt to borrow a corpse and return to life had failed, so I buried that body and filed a death registration.”
Qiao Yu: “……”
Thanks. All because you went and did something unnecessary, the performance I’d worked so hard to put on was exposed on the spot.
“Oh, right. Since you’ve come back to life now, do you need me to cancel your death registration?”
Qiao Yu pointed at the young man beside him, who was staring off into space for some reason, his expression gradually turning dazed. In a small voice, he said, “No need to trouble yourself. My boyfriend already helped me handle it. Thank you.”
“No problem.” Director Song waved a hand, then suddenly added, “Also, back then, I spent quite a bit of money buying a plot and setting up a headstone for this body of yours. When would it be convenient for you to pay me back?”
Qiao Yu: ??
So… all that reminiscing was fake. This was your real purpose, wasn’t it?!
In the end, Shang Yan paid the money back. After all, Qiao Yu’s pockets were cleaner than his face.
Don’t be fooled by that tiny little grave plot. It wasn’t even some prime feng shui spot, but it was genuinely expensive. Tens of thousands of yuan!
At that thought, Qiao Yu smiled sheepishly at his boyfriend, then pulled out a few bright red bills. “To repay you, I’ve decided to treat you to crayfish from that old famous restaurant.”
Shang Yan: “……”
Using the money you extorted from me to repay me!
Qiao Xiaoyu, you’ve really got nerve.
Also… if you don’t want to eat soup dumplings, just say so! Isn’t swapping out soup dumplings for crayfish going a little too far?!
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