"Are you crazy?!" One shopkeeper couldn't help but curse. Everyone in this business has some real skills, and they all have their own way of dealing with idiots.
"Exactly! What time is it now? You still don't believe in ghosts... Fine, even if you don't believe it, can you at least stop blocking our way? Don't delay us from finding Jiang Nuo to save us!"
"Get lost! What bad luck to have such a person show up today!"
Several burly men managed to drive Zhang Gou out.
Zhang Gou was thrown to the ground, and his phone almost fell as well. He stood up, looking bewildered and annoyed. When he checked the comments, the screen was filled with insults.
A fan who's been following for a long time. "Huh??? So you really don't believe in ghosts? I thought you were just being abstract..."
"Ahhh, I'm dying of laughter! I really thought it was a joke! So you really didn't believe me?"
Glutinous Rice who clicked on Jiang Nuo's cover photo. "Wait... who are you? Using Jiang Nuo for clicks and then criticizing him?"
[This is so bad luck! Believe it or not, you're not allowed to piggyback on God Nuo's popularity! It's like you're sick in the head.]
With official certification above and so many live-streamed variety shows as evidence, if you still don't believe me, I can only say you're hopeless...
Some netizens who shared Zhang Gou's views commented. "Brother, I believe you! It's definitely all a show. You should be brave and expose Jiang Nuo's ugly face!"
Such comments were insignificant amidst the barrage of insults and jokes, but Zhang Gou still managed to pinpoint them, as if he had found a pillar of support.
"Yes, you're right, it's all fake!"
He rushed in again, his phone camera pointed directly at Jiang Nuo, "What evidence do you have to prove it's resentment? Otherwise, it's a fabrication!"
Before Jiang Nuo could react, the shopkeepers nearby who wanted his help went berserk again, and the whole scene descended into chaos.
Just then, the crowd spontaneously parted to make way for them.
The luxury car drove straight in, followed by a police car.
It seems they're still after them.
Jiang Nuo slowly raised an eyebrow and leaned close to Si Yan's ear to ask, "Did I do something bad today?"
"No," Si Yan denied. " Nuonuo was doing a good deed today."
" Jiang Nuo! Who is Jiang Nuo?"
A woman in a red dress stepped out of the luxury car. She looked to be nearly fifty years old, and her well-maintained face was covered in tear stains. Her voice was also shrill and hoarse as she shouted.
Three police officers followed behind her, clearly also searching.
Zhang Gou immediately saw the potential for even greater viewership, so he held up his phone, which was still live-streaming, and shoved it right in the faces of the police officer and the wealthy woman to take pictures.
" Jiang Nuo is here!" he waved, eager to see the drama unfold.
Jiang Nuo glanced at him, then picked up another antique fragment from the stall and shot it at him.
"Ah!"
Zhang Gou was hit in the ear, the skin was broken and bleeding. He staggered forward, trembling as he covered his burning ear and looked back. He met Jiang Nuo's slowly curving smile, but her eyes were terrifying.
The man with the tattooed arms shouted "Bravo!"
The police immediately rushed over, shouting, "What are you doing! No fighting!"
"Police! Officer!"
Zhang Gou, terrified, ran behind them and pointed at Jiang Nuo, accusingly shouting, "He's Jiang Nuo! Are you going to arrest him?!"
"Who said we were going to arrest him?" the policeman asked, puzzled. "We're here to ask for his help."
" Jiang Nuo... you are Jiang Nuo."
The wealthy woman in the red dress stepped forward, weeping bitterly, "Please help us... Laoliu died such a tragic death!"
The old man who had just made the phone call exclaimed in surprise.
"She's Wang Laoliu's wife!"
Hearing the name again, Jiang Nuo became interested and gently helped her up, "What happened to Wang Laoliu?"
But Madam Wang just cried, crying so hard she could barely breathe, and it was very difficult for her to speak.
An older police officer came over to explain.
"We received a report this morning and when we arrived, we found that Wang Laoliu's body was blackened. So far, the forensic team can only make a preliminary determination that he died of fright. The body is very strange... We suspect that it was not caused by human intervention, so we would like to ask you to help with the identification."
Si Yan asked one more question, "What were the specific strange features of the corpse?"
Police officer. "His entire body was stiff and black, but his abdomen was surprisingly soft and bulging high... as if there was a ball of air inside."
He had seen countless murder cases and corpses over the years, but he had never seen such a strange corpse. In less than 24 hours after death, a person had almost lost all blood and water, as if they had been evaporated out of thin air.
As the police spoke, the wealthy woman in the red dress was crying miserably beside her, unable to accept that her husband, who had been perfectly healthy just yesterday, was now a dried-up corpse.
It sounds more like a murder fueled by resentment.
Si Yan lowered her eyes and asked Jiang Nuo's opinion, "Does Nuonuo want to go see it?"
Seeing that Jiang Nuo did not respond, the police quickly said, "Mr. Jiang only needs to come with us for an examination; your involvement is not required for the subsequent case review."
Of course, if it is indeed determined to be Ghost Killing, then it has nothing to do with them, and the case will be transferred to the Dao Xuan Association.
"Okay, okay."
Jiang Nuo placed the treasures she had looted in front of the tattooed man's stall, saying, "Brother, could you please keep them for us?"
"Alright, alright, don't worry, brother. This will also help us find out if Wang Laoliu's death was really caused by some vengeful ghost!"
The tattooed man was very enthusiastic and agreed without hesitation.
"Hey, hey, I'm going too!" Zhang Gou wasn't about to let go of this great opportunity to gain attention.
There happened to be a corpse there, and he didn't believe Jiang Nuo would dare to lie in front of the police. He could also completely tear off the mask of feudal superstition!
The police officer blocked his way, his face stern. "Don't obstruct official business; it's inconvenient to broadcast live."
"Hey officer... well, we've already filmed it. So many people are waiting to see the result. If it's related to ghosts, what's wrong with filming it? Are you worried that ghosts will run away if they see the live stream?"
Zhang Gou quickly made an excuse, wishing he could jump into the luxury car with Jiang Nuo and the others, but he was still kicked out by the rich woman.
"You can go if you want, but you'll have to take a police car."
The wealthy woman was still crying, but her imposing manner was undeniable; she immediately ordered the driver to leave.
In the end, Zhang Gou shamelessly got into the police car and drove off.
The antique market fell silent for a moment before someone asked, "Does anyone know that person's livestream account? Let me see what Wang Laoliu looks like!"
"Yes, yes, yes, does anyone know?"
The surrounding vendors became lively again. Luckily, a passerby knew about the live stream, and everyone took out their phones to watch.
A large portion of the goods were hastily picked out from Wang Laoliu's shop; we can't let that resentment kill them too.