A Manual for Surviving a Weird World
Chapter 231 Believe it or not
Chapter 231 Believe it or not
“Who is Yan Yukuan?”
Walking from the top floor to the first floor, Fenwu kept thinking about this question.
The voice of the lamp-blowing ghost lingered in his ears, and every call made Fen Wu want to turn around and respond more, but his years of experience in dealing with the weird told him that he absolutely could not do that. If he was led by the nose by a ghost, he would die.
“Strict is better than lenient? Why don’t you agree with me?”
“Strictly, do you want a divorce?”
The voice of the ghost who blew out the lanterns sounded again, Fenwu’s voice froze slightly, his pupils became cloudy, and then became clear again in an instant, and he hurried forward as if nothing had happened.
Of course, Fen Wu has ways to deal with the evil spirits’ demands for lives, but that method cannot be used without limits. If used too much, it will cause problems for himself.
“The guy following me should be the ghost summoned by the prisoners… But this ghost didn’t kill Yu Ziqian, nor did it kill any prisoner. It just followed me…” Fen Wu quickened his pace, feeling a little confused.
why?
As far as he knew, Yu Ziqian had no means to artificially create and control the Upgraded Ones. The Lamp-Blowing Ghost was undoubtedly a wandering ghost that was lured here with bait. It was impossible for it to be driven by anyone to chase someone for no reason.
“That is to say, I accidentally triggered the killing rule of this ghost.”
Fen Wu quickly realized the situation, and possessed by an evil spirit, he hurriedly walked into the prison where the prisoners were held.
It is unrealistic to deal with a strange wandering ghost in a short period of time. The most efficient way now is to transfer the curse and run to a crowded place as soon as possible. As long as the number of people increases, there will always be someone who happens to trigger the killing rule and attract the ghost’s attention. He will also be able to free up his hands to deal with Yu Ziqian who is hiding in the dark.
Good idea, but unfortunately failed.
Fen Wu came to the cell where the prisoners were held, and walked hurriedly past the cell doors. The thudding sound of his footsteps woke up the dazed prisoners.
However, even so, the life-threatening voice still lingered behind him like a shadow, lingering behind him.
“Strict is better than lenient.”
“Be strict rather than lenient!”
“I said three, two, one, if you don’t respond, we will get divorced!”
“What’s going on? Why is the ghost chasing me?” Fenwu felt even more confused. He couldn’t go on like this.
He came to a cell, kicked the prisoner inside through the iron door, and asked, “Do you know who Yan Yukuan is?”
“Ah?” The prisoner raised his head in confusion and looked at the ID card on his chest, his expression becoming even more puzzled.
“I’m asking you a question.” Fen Wu pulled out an electric baton from his waist: “Answer me, who is Yan Yukuan?”
The prisoner’s eyes widened immediately. He didn’t dare to neglect it. He raised a hand and pointed at the ID card on his chest: “Strict is better than lenient. Isn’t that you…”
“Me?” Even someone as knowledgeable as Fenwu was stunned when he heard this. He looked down and saw three words written on the work badge hanging on his chest: Strict rather than Leniency.
“So that’s the name of this prison guard.” Fen Wu nodded slightly: “Did this ghost mistake me for Yan Yukuan?”
It seems that the rules of this ghost are related to people’s names? If you respond to it calling your name, it will trigger the rules…
However, this still does not explain why the ghost is staring at him.
“Um, well…you don’t look like in the photo. You look a lot thinner.” The prisoner said embarrassedly through the iron gate.
Fen Wu didn’t take him seriously, of course not, because he was not strict over lenient, he just randomly chose a lucky prison guard to replace him, put on his uniform and sneaked into the prison. Thinking of this, Fen Wu quietly pulled up his pants and buckled the belt around his waist. The uniform on his body didn’t fit him well, it was a little too big, it was loose on his body, and his shoulders were a little sore.
Maybe I was too hasty in selecting the person before and didn’t choose one with a similar body shape to me, he thought.
But such a far-fetched reason is doomed to fail to convince the meticulous Fenwu. He understands his own character. Fenwu is not a saint who never makes mistakes, but he will never make such a low-level mistake.
“This clothes, this work badge, and even Yan Yukuan’s identity… there are problems.” Fen Wu’s face became serious.
At this time, the call of the ghost blowing the lantern sounded again behind him:
“Be strict rather than lenient!”
Fen Wu staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded from somewhere:
Ding–
It was the sound of coins falling to the ground.
“The money for buying my life is broken. Was I killed?”
“I was just killed?!”
Fen Wu gritted his teeth slightly and quickly left the prison with a terrifyingly gloomy look in his eyes.
“I don’t know if it will work.” In the warden’s office, a beautiful woman in a crimson dress slowly raised one foot and picked up the mobile phone screen that she had just stepped on.
Playing on the screen was the surveillance video shot last night. In the paused image, one could see a man in a prison guard uniform standing in front of the prison gate, looking down for the key to open the door. The voice-controlled light above his head was on, casting a short shadow on the ground.
The camera equipment that Xia Chan prepared for Ning Zhe is a high-end model from Baihan. It has two monitoring modes: full-color and infrared, and will automatically switch depending on whether the ambient light source is sufficient.
The first thing Ning Zhe did after returning from outside the prison after completing his “trip” was to step on the shadow captured by the camera in the identity of Feng Yusu.
“The shadow created by a person under light is an optical phenomenon, which is essentially the same as the imaging principle of a camera. Therefore, in theory, the shadow captured by an optical device can also be used as a special medium for killing people.”
Of course, this is just theory. Ning Zhe has no idea what the actual effect will be.
“It doesn’t cost any money anyway, so I’ll just have some faith in it and it won’t hurt to give it a try.” Ning Zhe has a good attitude, largely because he is also very lucky.
But although it’s good luck, it’s only okay to try it once or twice. If you try it too many times, I’m afraid Fenwu will find any clues.
After changing his body back to that of a burly man, Ning Zhe put away the monitoring equipment and opened the notebook in which he had contacted Xia Yubing again.
New words appeared in the notebook:
[The woman surnamed Feng is next to me now. She said that Bai Fugui has gotten up and is working with his secretary to deal with the work that has been piled up over the past few days.]
“Oh, I see…” Ning Zhe moved his eyes away from the notebook and looked out of the window of the warden’s office.
There is no green to be seen outside the high walls of the prison. Instead, all that fills the view is another prison right next to the wall.
The world is smaller.
“Tu Yu’s ability to pull a certain area into a strange world is not unlimited. He can’t hold on any longer… No, he can’t hold on any longer.”
(End of this chapter)