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Chapter 53 Liu Jiabao's True Identity
Xia Juntao shuddered.
Yes, he also has a young daughter.
The reason their family has ended up like this is because their youngest daughter went missing, and he felt he had to find her.
If their youngest daughter hadn't been lost, the family would have moved to town.
Yao Yao is about to graduate from university, and her younger daughter will be starting high school.
His parents didn't like him and his mother, so he would only take them back to visit during holidays, and spend the rest of the time taking care of them on his own.
But with the youngest daughter gone, everything collapsed like dominoes, one after another.
Xia Juntao's face was filled with despair: "I'm useless, I can't find her, I can't find her..."
He bent over in pain, tears streaming down his face, and his grip loosened unconsciously.
Upon hearing this, Lin Sui was about to say something when the man he was pinning down suddenly pushed him away, coughing and staggering as he tried to run away.
Unfortunately, they were stopped before they could get very far.
"Where do you want to go?" Si Xingran asked, carrying a butcher's knife and leaning one long leg against the wall.
He raised an eyebrow mockingly, a clear malice in his eyes: "You've all come all this way, aren't you going to stay and have some fun?"
"I, no, I, I came in by accident..." The man slowly backed away, his gaze warily falling on the butcher knife.
"Whether it was intentional or not, meeting is fate." Si Xingran said, pointing the butcher knife at the small room. "Come in, I'll show you some fun."
When he saw that he was pointing to the haunted house, the man's expression changed, and he turned and ran away.
However, there was also Lin Sui behind him.
His face immediately hardened, and he reached out to take Lin Sui hostage.
But Lin Sui's eyes remained calm: "I advise you to be kind."
The man was stunned and before he could react, a fist the size of a sandbag punched him so hard that he fell backward to the ground with a thud.
Si Xingran clicked his tongue and looked at Li Ye: "Can't you be a little more polite?"
Li Ye's face was indifferent, his eyes were unfocused, and he picked up the man as if he were a chick.
"Let go! Let me go! I'm not Liu Jiabao! I'm not!" The man, bruised and battered, screamed in terror and struggled desperately.
However, he spent most of his time at home writing and lacked exercise, so he was no match for the mercenary Li Ye.
He was thrown directly at Yang Zhaodi's feet.
Even though ten years had passed and he had changed drastically, becoming a world apart from the unruly and arrogant boy he once was, Yang Zhaodi still recognized him at a glance.
The yin energy emanating from her surged instantly, and the temperature in the small room plummeted to freezing.
Lu Xiang and Tang Xi, one on each side, consciously squeezed closer to Lin Sui.
The three men weren't too far away either, standing in a row behind Lin Sui like guardian deities.
Lin Sui: "..." Is she a hand warmer?
Lin Sui looked at the man, her face pale and bloodless, whether from fear or cold.
He trembled as he kept staring at Yang Zhaodi while glancing towards the door, still looking for a chance to escape.
Yang Zhaodi gazed at him intently, approaching him step by step: "Liu Jiabao, I've waited so long for you. You've been living a carefree life outside for ten years, are you satisfied now?"
"No, no, I'm not..." The man shook his head, too flustered to admit it.
As Yang Zhaodi pressed closer, he sat on the ground, shrinking back in fear.
He was almost at the door when his eyes flashed with rage. He scrambled to his feet and desperately tried to escape.
He knew Lin Sui wouldn't help him, and he never even considered asking her for help. He only wanted to escape and find a more powerful master to get rid of those two bastards!
But he overestimated himself.
Just a second before he was about to rush out the door, a chilling gust of wind swept in, and the door slammed shut in front of him with a loud bang.
The impact sent him flying backward, crashing into the wall. His vision went black, and he vomited blood on the spot.
Lin Sui, who couldn't bear to look at blood, quickly turned her face away.
Anyway, she wasn't interested in what happened to Liu Jiabao.
Once the door was closed, the room, illuminated only by moonlight streaming in through the round window, became even darker.
With the camera switched to night vision mode, netizens who hadn't been able to clearly see the man's face finally recognized him, causing a huge stir online.
[Xiao Jin? It's actually Xiao Jin?]
[Damn it, I even read his novels! I wonder how much money he made. Give me back my wasted data! Give me back my wasted youth and precious dark circles!]
[Thinking about it, it's not surprising. First, let's eliminate the three from Lin Sui's side; they're perverts, not lowlifes. Second, Duan Xuchi looks righteous, so he's a pass. Excluding Xia Juntao and Sharp Brother, that leaves Wen Ge and Xiao Jin.]
[Ha, our song was thoroughly exposed back when it became a hit, leaving no trace of its origins. There's no former name for Liu Jiabao involved.]
[You really can't judge a book by its cover. He looked so refined and scholarly, much better than Brother Sharp, but it turns out he was a wolf in sheep's clothing?]
[I actually quite like his type; I was even a little bit smitten when I first saw him. Damn, I really want to go back in time and slap myself to death.]
The comments section was flooded with all sorts of things.
Honestly, Lin Sui clearly had the ability to save him, yet she just stood by and watched him be killed by a ghost. Doesn't that contradict the Daoist heart of someone who cultivates the Dao and has the world in their heart?
[Si Xingran and Li Ye even helped bring the person back; aren't they considered accomplices?]
I don't know what others think, but in my opinion, the world belongs to good people, and has nothing to do with bad people.
[Accomplices? I'd say they were acting heroically!]
[Leshan Giant Buddha: Come here, you two, I'll give you these spots!]
It seemed that his sternum had been shattered; the impact left Xiao Jin unable to get up for a long time.
But Yang Zhaodi was already in front of him, her icy hands like a venomous snake, slowly slithering over his body.
"Where do you think I should start?"
Xiao Jin's hair stood on end, and he trembled like a sieve.
At that moment, he felt both fear and immense regret.
He shouldn't have listened to Lin Siyao and thought that Sharp Little Monster's death was man-made, which made him hesitate and ultimately grit his teeth and stay for the millions of yuan reward.
Perhaps he should have turned back as soon as he arrived here, when he discovered that his first place of exploration was Lotus Village.
He has been hiding for ten years because of this.
At first, I didn't dare to step out of the door, and I didn't even dare to turn off the lights at night. I could only stay up until dawn. Later, I got used to the reversed day and night life at home.
He hid for a full ten years, living in constant fear for ten years.
He was still alive and well, so he assumed that the dream he had that night at the internet cafe, in which his grandmother said that Yaoya's mother had turned into a ghost and killed people, and that he should run away quickly, was all a lie.
Of course, not all of it is fake.
At least Grandma's description of where he hid the passbook and bank card, and the PIN, was true.
He rushed back in a panic, only to find his grandmother, his parents, and his three older sisters hanging there in the corridor with terrified expressions.
The wind blew, and the corpse swayed back and forth, which was particularly eerie.
He quickly retrieved his passbook and bank cards, and after thinking for a moment, he hid the passbook with more money in a place known only to himself.
When he returned after hiding, his house was full of police officers coming and going.
He had few relatives, only an aunt who married far away because she couldn't stand Old Lady Liu's preference for sons over daughters.
After the police contacted the aunt and the case was classified as a suicide, the aunt took him and his bank card to another city.
That evening, he heard his uncle questioning him: "Your family is considered a landlord in Lotus Village, how could you only have such a small amount of money? Did that kid hide it?"