Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

He subconsciously took out his cell phone and carefully confirmed the information sent by Don Juan.

Yes, you are right...

Indeed, the brightly lit high-end residential area in front of us is the home address that Yan Wanying left in the transcript.

Qin Shang pondered for a moment, thought about it, and then strode into the guard room.

You can't enter this kind of high-end community without an access card, you have to report to the security office.

Approaching the security room, Qin Shang raised his hand and knocked on the glass of the security room.

Soon a head popped out, and the man wearing a security hat looked at Qin Shang suspiciously.

"Handsome guy, who are you looking for?"

Qin Shang pointed inside the community;

"I would like to ask, does Miss Yan Wanying live in Building 0502, Room ?"

This neighborhood is full of low-rise buildings, so there won't be too many residents.

It is easy for owners to get acquainted with the people from the property management company, and they can basically find them by just reporting their names.

"Hmm? You know her, right? You are here to see Miss Yan, right? She mentioned to us during the day that someone might come to see her at night, and she even informed our security office in advance..."

Hearing this, Qin Shang was stunned. Did the girl who Uncle Zhao had bravely helped know that someone would come to see her tonight?

Could it be that Uncle Zhao had told the other party in advance, so the two parties had reached an agreement?

So, Uncle Zhao did call the other party this afternoon, right?

After simply registering his name and home address at the security room, Qin Shang walked into the community.

There are only five buildings in total, and Building No. 4 is not difficult to find. When Qin Shang rang the doorbell downstairs, there was another strong wind outside and the sound of thunder was heard in the sky again.

The weather in Yanjing is like this. A thunderstorm suddenly came one minute, and it started again in the second half of the night just as it got a little smaller.

It was as if God was deliberately playing tricks on Qin Shang.

His clothes were almost dried at the police station, but within half an hour of leaving the house they were wet again.

"Hello……"

At this moment, Qin Shang pressed the doorbell three times but heard no response. He thought the other party was not at home or the house was too big and no one could hear it.

As a result, just as Qin Shang was stunned, the security door in front of him opened, and someone walked out slowly from the corridor.

It was a young girl wearing black maternity clothes. Her belly was slightly bulging, and it seemed that she had been pregnant for some time. She was not wearing any makeup, and her long hair was tied up. From her bare face, it could be seen that she was a woman around 25 or 26 years old. She looked a little haggard, probably due to pregnancy and hormone imbalance, and there were some acne on her face.

But you can still tell from her outline that she is a beauty...

As soon as the woman appeared, she apologized softly to Qin Shang;

"Are you Mr. Zhao's friend? We just coaxed Dabao to sleep, and I came downstairs when I heard you ring the doorbell. There are children at home, so it's not very convenient to talk. I'm sorry for being rude. You came to see me specially, but I couldn't even let you in for a glass of water."

What is the art of language? Qin Shang felt a sudden good feeling from the bottom of his heart at the words of the other person. There was no scene of being rejected or mocked by the cold and beautiful in the novel. In fact, this is the intuitive feeling of dealing with rich people in reality. There are not so many arrogant and domineering dudes in the world. Most of the rich people who can always get along well have good character...

The next moment, Qin Shang clicked his tongue, it turned out that Miss Yan was a mother of two children!

"It's okay, Miss Yan? I'm Uncle Zhao's friend, I want to ask you something..."

Did Uncle Zhao call you this afternoon? What did he say on the phone? The second half of the sentence was stuck in my throat.

"Hello, Mr. Qin. You just registered at the gate. The security guard has called me."

The next moment, Miss Yan in front of him was the first to speak, interrupting Qin Shang's words directly, clenching her hands and saying seriously;

"Yes, I am willing to stand up and help Mr. Zhao appear in court, but my current situation is really inconvenient. During the day, I originally told Mr. Zhao that he could come to see me in the evening, and he could bring the sheriff with him. I am willing to record my statement and be responsible for every word I say to clarify what happened on the bus that year."

"But Mr. Zhao seemed very anxious and asked me to give him the documents immediately. My husband was also at home during the day, and when he heard a call from a stranger, he was worried that it was a scam call. At first, it was my husband who answered the call, and my husband didn't know what happened that day. He might have been a little too radical in his words. Later, after I asked, I found out that it was the driver who bravely helped me on the bus that year. I immediately sent him a text message. I thought Mr. Zhao would not come tonight..."

What?

Qin Shang was stunned, his mind was a little confused.

After saying this, Miss Yan took out a USB flash drive from her arms, with a determined look in her eyes;

"You're here just in time. Four years ago, my family was about to take the surveillance video on the bus when the incident happened. We have evidence. When my family arrived, they immediately retrieved the surveillance video from the bus company. They originally wanted to use it to sue the molester."

"But later my family found out that I didn't suffer any substantial harm, so they just let it go and kept it as evidence to prevent the molester from blaming me. I can provide the proof."

"But I don't know much about what happened afterwards because I went abroad to study after that incident. The police took our statements but never contacted me again. I don't know much about what happened afterwards."

"I had no idea that Mr. Zhao had become a wanted criminal because of his heroic act."

"Mr. Zhao called me today. My husband said that someone claimed to be the driver who helped me on the bus. I learned that after the incident, Mr. Zhao was wanted for escaping. This is ridiculous. The molester deserved what he got. If my husband was there, he would have been sent to the hospital..."

Hearing this, Qin Shang was stunned. He never expected that Miss Yan would be so cooperative.

Didn’t Uncle Zhao run into a wall with the other party?

It took him a moment to take the USB drive, collect himself and ask;

"Well, Ms. Yan, please don't get excited. I want to ask you, what time did Uncle Zhao call you this afternoon?"

Zhao Chaoyang died at around 515:, and the place of death was the terminal of Bus No. . If Qin Shang wanted to investigate the cause of Uncle Zhao's death, he must sort out what Uncle Zhao had experienced in the few hours after he left Lai Fu Hotel.

It now seems obvious that Uncle Zhao did speak with the victim of that case on the phone.

But Miss Yan's reaction was not at all as domineering as she had imagined, or she refused to attend the court hearing to testify on behalf of Uncle Zhao and overturn the verdict.

That's strange. Since the parties involved are willing to cooperate and help, then... what happened that forced Uncle Zhao into a desperate situation?

"Telephone?"

Miss Yan was stunned when she heard this;

"You're not Mr. Zhao's friend?"

"I'm……"

The next moment, Qin Shang hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell the truth;

"The reason I came to see you tonight is actually because Uncle Zhao got into trouble."

Wow!

The woman's expression suddenly changed slightly, her body shook, and she read something wrong from Qin Shang's trembling eyes.

"Something happened? What happened to Mr. Zhao? I wanted to go and thank him in person after I was in better condition. What happened to Mr. Zhao?"

This is the benefit of dealing with people with high emotional intelligence. Sometimes, many things don’t need to be said explicitly. Changes in tone and micro-expressions can make the other person realize something.

Seeing the other party's concerned expression, Qin Shang lowered his head and took a deep breath;

"He died. He jumped from the building of the bus company at about 6pm. I want to find out what happened to him during that afternoon."

Wow!

what?

"Dead? How is it possible..."

Yan Wanying was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.

It was Qin Shang who stepped forward and supported the woman. Only then did she control her emotions with a pale face, and tears welled up in her eyes in an instant.

"How could it be? How could Mr. Zhao suddenly pass away? Over the years, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank the bus driver, but because of family reasons, I was sent abroad to study after that incident, and I got married in a hurry after returning. I never had the chance to see him. How, how could he die like this?"

It can be seen that Miss Yan is the daughter of a wealthy family, otherwise when she was molested on the bus, her family would not have used their connections to get the surveillance video on the bus as soon as they arrived at the scene.

This is also a good and sensible person...

Qin Shang rubbed his swollen brows;

"Ms. Yan, don't get excited. I will definitely find out the truth and tell you after I ask what I want to know."

Yan Wanying finally calmed down and said in a deep voice with a grim expression.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao called me at around 4:00 p.m., and my husband answered the phone. He said he was a bus driver who had helped me out of bravery, but later became a wanted criminal, and hoped that I could help clarify the matter."

"And now he is very anxious to come and see me, because I was coaxing my child at the time and I didn't answer the call. Later, when I heard my husband say this, I remembered who it was."

"When my husband heard that he was a wanted criminal, he didn't allow me to meet him. After I explained everything to my husband, I had time to send a text message to Mr. Zhao, telling him that it was my husband who answered the phone just now and that his attitude was not very good. I asked him to come to our community if he was free tonight, and even bring the sheriff. I have evidence at home, and I must clear his name."

After saying this, she looked thoughtful, as if she remembered some details, and added;

"By the way, he mentioned it to my husband when he called him. It was because his daughter was admitted to university and he couldn't have a criminal record..."

really!

Qin Shang narrowed his eyes slightly. This was Uncle Zhao’s obsession.

I guess Uncle Zhao probably didn't even see the text message Miss Yan sent later.

In other words, it is possible that when the first call was made, it was Ms. Yan's husband who answered the phone.

Uncle Zhao introduced himself and claimed that he was a wanted criminal, so the husband might have become suspicious.

This is normal. After all, his wife is a pregnant woman. Ordinary people are sensitive to the word "wanted criminal" and have a criminal filter in their mind. Who would do that for no reason without clarifying the specific situation?

Let your pregnant wife come into contact with a wanted criminal?

If Uncle Zhao was rejected, he might think that the other party was unwilling to help him clarify the matter.

Then what was the reason why he went to the bus company later?

Is it also because you want to adjust the surveillance?

"Okay, I got it. I'll inform Miss Yan when I have the result. You can rest assured and recuperate."

After Qin Shang asked the question, he was about to say goodbye and leave.

This Miss Yan is more cooperative than expected, so it must not be her who pushed Uncle Zhao into a desperate situation.

As a result, Miss Yan saw this, hesitated for a moment and said;

"If Mr. Zhao's family needs any help, please feel free to contact me. Also, if he is buried later, please allow me to attend the funeral. I didn't have the chance to see him when he was alive. Now that he has passed away, I have to go and thank my benefactor."

After saying this, Yan Wanying stared at Qin Shang for a long time. Her eyes quickly turned red on her bare face. Her voice was slightly nasal and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhao is a good man. Even if he has passed away, he cannot be labeled as a wanted criminal."

"Mr. Qin, since you are his friend, you must help him find out the truth and seek justice."

"If the Public Security Bureau wants evidence, please show them the video copied from this USB drive, Mr. Qin. If there is any resistance, you can contact me. I am from the Yan family in Jincheng. I may not have the power to turn black into white in Yanjing, but I can definitely clear Mr. Zhao's name."

"please."

Hearing this, Qin Shang pursed his lips and nodded.

It seems that Uncle Zhao’s sudden death was a great blow to the girl he helped that year. This is how society is. Perhaps an unintentional good deed left a deep impression on others, and from then on you have become very important in the other person’s heart. In the eyes of Miss Yan, Uncle Zhao’s brave act four years ago was no less than a life-saving grace to her.

The next moment, Qin Shang was about to leave.

Miss Yan called him again, asked him to wait a moment, and then turned around and went upstairs.

Five minutes later, the woman handed over an umbrella.

Qin Shang was stunned for a long time before he exhaled, thanked him, and left the community.

The girl that Uncle Zhao saved was not an ungrateful person. Perhaps this is the only consolation.

Uncle Zhao is dead and gone, but his reputation does need to be cleared, just as Yan Wanying said.

Not far from the community.

A text message came to Qin Shang's mobile phone.

He was stunned and looked down, and it turned out to be a message from the cold and expressionless Yin Shisan.

"I didn't find any chat records with you on Zhao Chaoyang's phone. That device didn't log into Zhao Chaoyang's WeChat, and the communication records were wrong. I didn't find any call records between him and Yan Wanying this afternoon. It was another number. They talked several times from yesterday to this afternoon. Then there was only one call to his daughter Zhao Yuanyuan five minutes before he jumped off the building."

Seeing the content of the text message, Qin Shang raised his eyebrows, and immediately sent a message back via voice-to-text;

"That means the phone at the scene was not Uncle Zhao's phone. The phone number that had been frequently communicating with this device was sent to me."

The message was sent, but it did not fall on deaf ears.

Five minutes later, Yin Shisan replied again, but this time it was a phone call.

Master Yin's voice was cold and low, without much emotion in it, but one could sense the suppressed anger in his heart from just a few words. After he finished speaking, Qin Shang's face also turned ashen and he was burning with rage.

"I've already called. You know the guy on the other side, and I know him too."

"The first words that came out when the call was answered were... His name is Chen Boxu, Chen as in Elder Chen!"

Fuck!

Qin Shang's angular facial features were filled with ferocious murderous intent, his face turned red with anger, and countless thoughts in his mind were instantly connected together.

I figured out a lot of things in an instant...

"You little bastard, I'm going to kill you."