Chapter 188 I'm afraid that if you continue acting, you will become a real artist
After Chen Luo hung up the phone, he immediately left the school, stopped a car on the side of the road, and said, "Go to Binhai Times."
"Why did you tell Mr. Xiao?"
"Xiao Wanqing only needs to know who Zheng Keji is, and she will naturally understand her situation.
And even if you have captured Xiao Wanqing, in this world, you have only known each other for ten days or so.
What you are saying now, and what you are saying to your biological father, will Xiao Wanqing be more inclined to you?"
Chen Luo quickly added, "If Zheng Keji really wants to take action, he will definitely not leave any clues for you to bite him.
Once Mr. Xiao dies and you stand up to accuse Zheng Keji, she will only be doubtful if no evidence can be produced.
But when Mr. Xiao and Xiao Wanqing explained it, the effect was completely different.
Mr. Xiao has known Zheng Keji for decades. He knows Zheng Keji's character very well, and Xiao Wanqing also knows this.
Even if Xiao Wanqing doesn't believe it, Mr. Xiao will provide the reserved evidence to make Xiao Wanqing believe it.
This will be more convincing than anything else you can do.
The most important thing is that I don't have time to be Xiao Wanqing's nanny now.
Mr. Xiao is still alive now. He can think of ways to ensure the safety of their mother and daughter, and he can also teach her how to control Jinghao while he is alive.
Mr. Xiao has placed all his hopes on Xiao Wanqing, and will only find ways to teach Xiao Wanqing all his life experience.
To put it simply, Mr. Xiao is much more useful now that he is alive than dead."
The scumbag was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about the possibility that Chen Luo said.
"Well, I have to admit that you are indeed more thoughtful than me."
Chen Luo asked again in his mind, "How did you deceive that impostor? Tell me the process again. I want to make sure there are no clues that may lead to my being caught."
"As an artist, I first called Wei Conling and told her that I would give her credit again, and then told her the time and place, telling her to go there if she wanted to arrest me.
Then I registered a QQ account with my new mobile phone number and joined a chat group called ‘I am an artist’.”
Chen Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is this group all imitating me?"
"Yes, there are more than a thousand people in it, and they discuss every day how to imitate you and commit crimes, and how to sell your outfit in the group to make money.
There are also people who have done really bad things and posted photos of their crimes to the group, which is full of chaos anyway."
Chen Luo's eyes flashed coldly, "Is this group still there?"
"After observing for a few days, I confirmed that this crazy guy named Wu Hui is your crazy fan, and then I quit the group.
Then I found his home directly based on the address he exposed in the group.
As you can guess later, I gave him a tampered gun with blank bullets in it, then showed him Zheng Qianning’s photo and asked him to go to the club and kidnap Zheng Qianning.”
"Have you made sure there is surveillance near his house?"
"He lives in a remote urban village. There are few street lights in the whole village, let alone surveillance.
I deliberately chose to go see him after 1 a.m., when there was no one in the village.
Moreover, Wu Hui wears artist's clothes and wanders around the village every day. Even if he is seen by others, he will only be thought of as Wu Hui."
Chen Luo pondered for a while, not bothering to complain about the loopholes in the scumbag's stupid move, but quickly began to analyze the situation in front of him.
"The biggest loophole now is probably the gun and blank bullets. The gun and bullet casings will be left at the scene. As long as the police get them and investigate, they will know that they have been tampered with.
This means that Zheng Qianning and Qi Zhuxuan also know this, so they guessed that this matter was probably manipulated.
The question is, is it controlled by the real artist or by me.
They may not have thought that I could be an artist, but Wei Conling had this possibility because she received a call from a real artist.
If I were Wei Conling, when I saw the fake kidnapping Zheng Qianning.
She must have thought that since the artist said he had a new goal, he now asked this impostor to kidnap Zheng Qianning.
Regardless of the artist's purpose in manipulating all this, the artist is probably targeting the Zheng family..."
Chen Luo's eyes lit up, and he continued to mutter to himself in the sea of consciousness, "Now we just need to follow Wei Conling's idea, use the identity and method of an artist, and publicly execute Zheng Feipeng.
Then everyone, including Wei Conling, would think that the artist really went to the Zheng family this time, and in fact this was indeed the case.
In this case, the artist manipulated Wu Hui to kill Zheng Qianning, and the possibility that my appearance there was a coincidence greatly increased.
There are only two problems that need to be solved now. First, how to publicly execute Zheng Feipeng.
Second, how could this be accomplished when he was with Wei Conling, or when there was other alibi.
As long as these two conditions are met, my doubts will disappear.
Zheng Keji would not suspect Xiao Wanqing and would be too busy protecting himself to deal with her."
The scumbag was stunned for a while, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became.
If it is implemented according to Chen Luo's method, not only can the goal be achieved, but also the suspicion on one's body can be cleared.
"The two conditions you mentioned are too difficult. You can't invite Zheng Feipeng to the TV station, threaten with fake bombs, and publicly execute him in front of a national audience.
And you have to do it when you have an alibi.
Unless you have the ability to clone yourself, how can you accomplish this?"
"If there is no difficulty, what fun would it be?"
When the scumbag heard Chen Luo say these words, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Because the tone of Chen Luo's words was obviously unusually excited, he could even feel that Chen Luo's blood was starting to boil.
The scumbag said in a strange tone, "Didn't you find that there was something wrong with your reaction?"
Chen Luo was slightly startled when he heard this. He soon understood what the scumbag was referring to.
When he mentioned those two difficult conditions just now, he became inexplicably excited. It seemed that achieving such an impossible task was the most fun thing for him.
"You have begun to get closer to the artist you are playing. I'm afraid that if you continue to act, you won't be able to step out and become a real artist."
Chen Luo's heart trembled. He took a deep breath and quickly suppressed the excitement.
"After integrating the memory of the killer, my personality will inevitably change a little..."
"Have you ever thought that this is your own repressed nature, which was just released by the killer?"
The scumbag said in a serious tone, "I have also read your memory about that killer. He shouldn't be the kind of person who suddenly gets excited when killing people, right?
Although you are not excited about killing, you are excited about committing crimes.
You may not be aware that your character is becoming conceited or even arrogant."
After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.
He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
Where is this?
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.
A single dorm?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?
With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
But the problem is, this is not him!
My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...
This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
My body and appearance have all changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
He turned into a completely different person!
Could it be...that he traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror placed beside the bed, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.
"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"
"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"
"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"
Shi Yu:???
The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?
"cough."
Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.
Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
Intern pet breeder. Provide you with the great god Fang Yebai's "I took away myself"