Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 674 - : Encountering Splendid Auspiciousness (8)

Chapter 674 -674: Encountering Splendid Auspiciousness (8)

Chuzheng drove back, encountering a traffic jam on the way.

Stuck for what seemed like half a day, Chuzheng really felt like abandoning the car and walking back.

“Why is it so congested?”

“It looks like someone died up ahead, they’ve closed off the road.”

“Ah…”

Occasional chatter drifted in through the window. Leaned against her seat, Chuzheng’s gaze went towards the end of the long queue that was out of sight. She was now in a position where she couldn’t advance or retreat, her irritation inch by inch climbing.

Chuzheng used her phone to call a substitute driver. Once the driver arrived, she abandoned her car and walked forward.

Only when Chuzheng arrived at the scene did she realize the incident had happened at her hotel.

She glanced towards the cordoned off area, seeing a lot of people coming and going, but unfortunately, she couldn’t see what was happening inside.

[Hidden Mission: Miss, please obtain a “Good Person Card” from Yan Yu to prevent its corruption.]

Chuzheng: “…”

What’s Yan Yu?

[…] Somehow, Miss’s wording feels a bit strange. King’s Account took a deep breath, thoughtfully reminding, [Miss, do you see that boy in the white lab coat over there? That’s him!]

Looking over there, Chuzheng saw several in white lab coats. Which one?

[…The one standing at the very edge.]

Among the crowd, there was a person standing on the outermost edge. His hands were in the pockets of his lab coat, his profile sharp and smooth—just a side view was strikingly handsome.

Compared to the chaos of the scene, this man seemed somewhat out of place, his expression indifferent, as if he were just here to watch the fun.

“Coroner Yan, come here for a moment.”

A coroner?

Someone who performs autopsies…

If that kind of person became corrupt, wouldn’t they possibly turn into a serial killer or something?

Has someone been murdered?!

[Almost.]

Chuzheng: “…”

You’re better off not talking.

[Go for it, Miss!] King’s Account cheered on Chuzheng, [It’s all up to you to save the “Good Person Card”!]

Just lock it up, right?

Chuzheng was as straightforward and crude as ever.

[…]

–

When the hotel’s cleaner was tidying up the rooms, she smelled a strange odor in one of them. She inspected the room carefully and eventually found a body under the bed.

The cleaner, frightened, called the police, and now everyone in the hotel was being questioned.

Unfortunately, the room where the incident occurred was room 2586, right opposite Chuzheng’s.

Having stayed in the hotel for almost two weeks and residing opposite, Chuzheng became a primary individual for questioning.

“What’s your name?”

“Jin Chuzheng.”

“What do you do?”

“Intern at an advertising agency,” Chuzheng replied absentmindedly, her attention partly on Yan Yu not far away.

He was intently examining something, his fine hair obscuring his eyes.

That hair seems soft…

She wanted to touch it.

Yan Yu seemed to notice and suddenly looked up towards her, his inky-black eyes meeting Chuzheng’s, like a vast starry sky shrouded in mist, elusive.

Yan Yu’s gaze swept over Chuzheng, and he faintly curved his lips in a half-smile.

In that instant, a hint of wickedness emanated from him, clearing the fog in his eyes. They were deep, quietly cold, yet… with ill-intent.

“Coroner Yan, have we determined the time of death yet?”

“Coroner Yan?”

Yan Yu withdrew his gaze: “Hmm.”

This person seems a bit sinister.

That was Chuzheng’s current thought.

“Ms. Jin, how long have you been staying here?”

Chuzheng withdrew her gaze, “It’s been almost two weeks, I don’t quite remember.”

“Why have you been staying in the hotel for so long?”

Chuzheng glanced at him, “That’s my privacy, I’m not a suspect, you have no right to pry, do you?”

“…” The other party was obviously choked up, “Ms. Jin, this is a homicide case, please cooperate with the investigation.”

“I am cooperating.” If I weren’t cooperating, I wouldn’t be here wasting my breath with you.

“Ahem…” The other party cleared their throat, changed the subject, and finally asked, “Ms. Jin, did you notice anything unusual about the room across from yours between the 13th and the 18th?”

The 13th to the 18th… Was that when the person in the room across moved in?

“No.”

“Ms. Jin, please think carefully, any clue will do.”

Chuzheng still answered without hesitation, “No.”

She paused, then added in a suddenly less harsh tone, “No, I work during the day.”

The person taking the statement was clearly taken aback.

Just now, this girl had a façade of cold indifference that said ‘don’t mess with me,’ so why did her attitude soften a bit?

But this made it easier for him to ask questions, and he proceeded to ask a few more.

After giving her statement, Chuzheng turned to look for Yan Yu, only to find that he had disappeared.

“That coroner just now, is he from your station?” Chuzheng asked the other party.

“Coroner?” The other party asked subconsciously, “Which coroner?”

“The one surnamed Yan.”

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“We don’t have a coroner surnamed Yan… Oh, you mean the really handsome one from earlier? He’s not from our station; he’s from City B. It seems he was here coincidentally and was called over by our captain to help out…”

The other party seemed to realize that they had said too much.

Coughing, they said, “Ms. Jin, if you remember anything, please be sure to contact us, it’s very important.”

Chuzheng: “…”

–

Who would dare to stay in a hotel after such an incident—not Chuzheng; she dared!

However, the hotel wouldn’t let her stay.

The hotel didn’t dare to let people continue staying there; if another incident occurred, it would be the end of them.

In the middle of the night, Chuzheng packed her belongings and went to another hotel arranged by the hotel.

Chuzheng searched online for today’s homicide case, but it seemed the news was blocked, with only some forum posts discussing it.

There were also quite a few replies to these posts.

It was hard to tell whether they were made up by netizens or leaked by someone in the know.

Floor 39: The room 2586 was booked by the victim, and the victim had not died by the time the room was booked. Someone killed her in the room.

Floor 45: Doesn’t the hotel have surveillance? Why not just check the surveillance?

Floor 48: If the surveillance was useful, the authorities would have found the killer by now, right? The killer might have tampered with the surveillance or something.

Floor 57: Is this case being covered up? I haven’t seen any news about it.

Chuzheng closed these messy posts and searched for Yan Yu’s name.

There wasn’t much useful information, but Chuzheng followed a thread to a certain school’s forum, which did have quite a bit about Yan Yu.

Yan Yu seemed to be a very famous student in his class, held up as a role model.

After scrolling through these posts, Chuzheng tossed her phone aside and flopped onto the bed.

Coroner, huh!

How am I supposed to earn my Good Person Card now?

Am I supposed to die once, then offer myself for his dissection?

Chuzheng thought faking her death might be a viable option… Greeting him from the dissection table would surely be memorable!

[Miss, please stop your wild thoughts; it’s illegal!] You trying to scare someone to death or what?

Greeting from the dissection table?

You should be grateful the Good Person Card hasn’t killed you from just the concept alone!

“I’m just thinking, what are you nervous about.”

[…]

Who knows when you’ll have a brain misfire and suddenly decide to go through with it?

After all, you’re capable of doing anything!