Chapter 858: Chapter 838: Investigation
"So everything is pointing to years ago?" Luo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, but immediately showed a look of delight: "Does that mean my dad might be okay too?"
Elvis silently admired Luo Qianqian’s quick reaction, then nodded: "I think that’s likely the case."
"Investigate." Jimo Cheng pursed his lips: "Since that’s the case, let’s continue our investigation."
He also couldn’t let go of his father’s situation, but he was afraid of encountering danger that would implicate the living. However, if Luo Qianqian’s father was involved, it was different. After all, Luo Qianqian had never met her father, and having hope was good.
Fang Youyuan nodded: "Anyway, we’re all bored."
Luo Qianqian tugged at her mouth, obviously aligning with Elvis’s intent, but if this leads Jimo Cheng into self-blame, unable to explain anything to his parents, she’d feel sorry too.
As for Fang Youyuan? He really is bored.
Her? She’s truly got nothing to do, just idling around, why investigate? Aren’t Luo Xinyue and everyone doing well?
But she harbored resentment in her heart for his disappearance all these years, unable to let go, so having a chance to find out the truth was also good.
"First, we need materials from that year." Jimo Cheng frowned.
Elvis casually pulled a file folder from his bag: "I printed this out yesterday as a backup when investigating."
Jimo Cheng was momentarily stunned.
Elvis shrugged: "You can check the electronic version if you want, I just made a backup by chance."
Jimo Cheng silently opened it, finding not only what he needed but also a bunch of old photos...
"This really looks alike." Luo Qianqian looked at the portrait in Jimo Cheng’s hand, clearly surprised.
Elvis stood up and looked: "I drew that, it’s not something I found."
Only then did Luo Qianqian nod.
Looking at this drawing, Jimo Cheng had about ninety percent belief in Elvis; the drawing skills weren’t something achieved on a whim.
"But, Qianqian, your information can’t be found online." Elvis casually pulled out a laptop from his bag again.
Luo Qianqian was stunned, then nodded: "Hmm... maybe I’m so beautiful that even computers can’t display me?"
"Jin Yuee, stop it." Both Jimo Cheng and Fang Youyuan, who were looking at the paper documents, were stunned, then smiled, and the room wasn’t as tense as it was initially.
Luo Qianqian looked around standing, one looking at the computer, two dividing the files...
She decisively turned on the TV, muted it, and switched to the cartoon channel.
Quietly watching TV.
The few initially didn’t notice Luo Qianqian turned on the TV, but soon, hearing her silly laughter like a glitch, they all raised their heads.
"What’s happening???" Fang Youyuan looked at Luo Qianqian, only to find she turned on the TV, speechless: "Why are you muting it? I thought you had a glitch."
Jimo Cheng frowned: "Keep your eyes away from the TV."
Elvis raised an eyebrow: "You can laugh without sound?" Nowadays, most jokes are sound-dependent, just watching subtitles doesn’t cut it.
Just like what Luo Qianqian is watching now, Crayon Shin-chan...
"I just imagine it, you all continue with your work, I can’t help or cause trouble, can I?" Luo Qianqian chuckled, continuing to watch TV.
What a joke, she had watched Detective Conan six times, this kind of comedy at least twice, is it a joke?
Fang Youyuan was speechless, casually took the remote and turned on the sound: "Sound on doesn’t interfere."
Jimo Cheng just looked at the screen and slightly curved his lips.
But the next second his face darkened, seeing something... that should be pixelated, appeared on the TV screen.
Immediately snatched the remote and changed the channel: "This is not good, let’s watch something else."
Luo Qianqian was also just embarrassed, coincidentally everyone noticed her watching cartoons right when such a scene popped up, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Umm..." Luo Qianqian silently stared at the screen...
"Today, our special offer is neither 7998 nor 5998, our promo price is just 1998, plus you get another set. What, still too expensive? It’s practically free, let’s go bankrupt, a hundred set for just 998!!!"
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The four were in a speechless state, looking at each other.
Then Fang Youyuan quietly switched back to Crayon Shin-chan and looked at Jimo Cheng: "Jin Yuee has a younger brother too, why are you worried."
Luo Qianqian: "..." Anyway, this is better than that brainwashing commercial.
Compared to ads, anime is still better.
But...
The anime ended, and this TV station started another promotion...
"Not 998, not 598, just 398, and you get the latest color screen phone, ultra long standby..."
Silently pressed mute, throwing the remote to Luo Qianqian: "You entertain yourself, it shouldn’t be turned on with sound."
Luo Qianqian shrugged, see, see, the ad is brainwashing.
Silently changed the channel and quietly watched TV, outside snow started falling again, at this time Jimo Cheng suddenly stood up: "Found it."
A small piece of news was somewhat unclear but with Elvis’s help quickly found the electronic version, after checking, the four were in a daze.
This place, now... has become a holiday resort.
"Sure enough, investigating the original site of such an old event is impossible." Jimo Cheng smiled bitterly.
"Didn’t they check before building houses? They might have buried everything underneath..." Luo Qianqian shivered suddenly.
Fang Youyuan shook his head: "Even if they dug it up, it wouldn’t stop it. Some would build a new grave, burn some paper. The indifferent would just turn it into foundations."
"Indeed, house prices are so high." Elvis smiled bitterly, understanding Fang Youyuan’s implication: "But clearly, there is no one down there."
"One person doesn’t represent everything." Jimo Cheng shook his head, especially with Luo Qianqian’s father’s issue, he didn’t want to be too sure, fearing the bigger the hope, the bigger the disappointment.
"Buy it and dig?" Fang Youyuan raised an eyebrow and said.
Luo Qianqian speechless, pursed her mouth, just how rich are you? Even something like this is mentioned to buy?
"Senior brother, stop daydreaming." Jimo Cheng poured cold water: "Buying such a plot is impossible because it would disrupt the overall structure. We can’t afford to buy the entire resort." But asking the family for help, he didn’t want to.
Because their family... is now suspects, how could they trust?
"Should I sell that piece of Emperor Green?" Fang Youyuan’s eyes rolled: "That should be enough."
"Maintenance cost? Dig and sell afterwards? Even for cheap, maybe nobody would buy." Jimo Cheng shook his head.
