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Chapter 79: A Thief's Guilt
After that, I had no intention of continuing to argue with Shen Shoucai. He could do whatever he wanted; I decided to take a nap and recharge for the other things I needed to do. Since I went to bed late that night, I slept soundly until dawn.
Qin Jian called me early in the morning, praising my suggestion over the phone. He had a way of complimenting you that felt cold and devoid of warmth. The reason I stubbornly associated him with my master was that they shared too many similarities.
Qin Jian said, "Ma Qi, the hotel staff reported seeing the owner of Leishi Car Shop with a young woman staying overnight. This wasn't just on the night of the accident; they had booked rooms here twice a week."
This meant Wei Min's death was not an accident; someone had cruelly and intentionally run her over. Unlike foreign police who gather enough evidence before making arrests, our police also wait until they have sufficient evidence before taking action.
"Getting this testimony didn't take much effort, did it?" I replied over the phone while quickly getting dressed and rushing to the bathroom. The glass shards from last night had already been cleaned up by Shen Shoucai, and he had even set out my toothpaste and toothbrush on the sink.
I rinsed my mouth a few times, foam filling my mouth without time to wash it away when Qin Jian shouted through the phone, "Ma Qi, are you there?"
Qin Jian was from Chengdu, and he occasionally added a "sai" at the end of his sentences, which sounded quite pleasant.
"Uh-huh! I'm here, go ahead," I said while washing my face. It was too much trouble to put on my headphones, so I switched to speaker mode.
"At first, the hotel staff refused to cooperate and insisted on keeping their guests' information confidential. Once I showed them my ID, they finally opened up. They mentioned that on the night of the accident, the owner of Leishi Car Shop was caught in a trap by his wife. He tried to protect that young girl as they got into the car while his wife held onto the door, refusing to let them leave. He heartlessly stepped on the gas and dragged his wife along until she was caught under the wheels. So Wei Min was run over by her husband. Ma Qi, I've prepared the arrest warrant; you can rest at home for now, and we'll have lunch together later."
Sleep? There was no way I could sleep through something so exciting! With such an opportunity to witness this unfolding drama, how could I lie back down after already getting dressed? Unless I were sick!
Just as I was about to head out, I heard a series of sharp knocks on the door. What was Qin Jian up to? Telling me to rest but then knocking? It was Shen Shoucai who opened the door; he stepped aside after unlocking it, revealing a woman behind him. She looked haggard, pale, and her eyes were hollow. She called out to me, "Master Ma, please help me."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Zheng Yajuan. Do you need to see my ID?"
"No, what do you want from me?" Only Qin Jian and Chi Xinrong know that I live here, and who else would know? Shen Shoucai and Mi are both ghosts; I'm not exaggerating. So, there shouldn't be a third person in this area who knows I understand Mystical Arts.
Oh, right, there's also Agui.
Agui wouldn't spill this; he's a grown man and can't be that nosy.
"I'm scared. I don't want to die. This is where I'm hospitalized."
Zheng Yajuan handed me a piece of paper, looking very anxious. "I need to go back to the hospital. You have to come help me." The paper she gave me had the address of A City Sixth People's Hospital written on it.
Sixth People's Hospital—I don't have any acquaintances there.
Feeling strange, Shen Shoucai said, "Boss, she seems off."
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you notice how she walks? It's almost like she's floating, and she doesn't have a shadow."
"Is she like you?"
"Exactly. Boss, do you really want to listen to her and go to the hospital?" Shen Shoucai seemed skeptical about this suddenly appearing woman. He didn't believe her words and thought she was just a wandering soul. He concluded that this New Soul was trying to deceive me. After all, what could such a New Soul do? She didn't even know how to manipulate her abilities as a New Soul. Why would she want to deceive someone with no grievances against her?
"You were wrong this time." I ignored Shen Shoucai, confirming that my outfit was fine before setting off to the Sixth People's Hospital.
City A is a developing city, with no more than ten properly regulated hospitals, all of which are state-owned medical institutions. This was my first visit to the Sixth People's Hospital; I was more familiar with City Hospital, where Chi Xinrong was stationed, making things easier there compared to other places.
I forgot to bring an umbrella when I stepped out, and a light drizzle began to fall, painting the cherries red and turning the banana trees green. Right, it must be cherry season. Shen Shoucai followed me through the rain, hovering around me unpredictably.
Perhaps due to the rain, traffic was particularly heavy on the road.
I hadn't planned on taking the bus; if I wanted to reach the hospital in the shortest time possible, there was only one option: take a taxi. Taking a taxi is simple as long as the roads are good and there are plenty of cars—just wave one down. But after waiting by the roadside for a long time, I saw that the traffic jam wasn't moving at all and was only getting worse.
It shouldn't have been this bad on a Monday, even during rush hour; this road had never experienced such severe congestion before. Just as I was wondering if an accident had caused it, Qin Jian's call came through.
"Ma Qi, it's bad! That dog Leishi Car Shop's boss jumped off a building and landed on a car, causing serious traffic blockage. We're taking the injured to Sixth People's Hospital for emergency treatment."
"How could this happen?"
"I can't talk now; I'm busy..."
Qin Jian hung up. I glanced at the long line of cars stuck in traffic. Could this incident be related to Boss Lei's suicide? Never mind; I needed to check it out first. I took off running ahead—blocked, blocked, blocked!
The traffic jam stretched for at least five kilometers. Along the way, I saw many traffic police directing vehicles while drivers anxiously got in and out of their cars. The students on the bus looked particularly restless, each one wishing they could stretch their necks to see what was happening up ahead.
I ran—people noticed me sprinting, displaying expressions of laughter and surprise. Just as I was about to reach the front, I heard Shen Shoucai's startled voice behind me: "Boss, look!"
A minivan was parked across the intersection, with five people inside: a young mother in the passenger seat and a driver, while in the back sat an elderly man and another person. The originally two-person front cabin had now become three.
The extra person was a thug with a face full of scars, holding a machete, pressing it against the driver's neck to threaten the others.
Blood trickled from where the blade pressed into the neck.
There were also children in the vehicle, and the elderly man was visibly terrified, trembling and shaking. The young mother was crying and pleading for her husband’s safety.
“Shut up, you old hag! Scream for help! Go on! Hahahaha…”
“Shen Shoucai, what’s going on?”
“Boss, that knife-wielding thug was once a cowardly beggar, but now he’s like this—he must be possessed by an evil soul.”
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