Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 580 - 107

"Meng Meng, come on, it’s dark and slippery, walk with me, ouch!"

Zheng Jiayi had just finished speaking when she herself fell down.

Yin Meng stepped forward, first helped her up, then with a "snap," turned on the waterproof bright flashlight she carried.

"Meng Meng, you really think of everything." Zheng Jiayi smiled and patted her trousers.

Yin Meng looked at her with some helplessness.

She is a cheerful and kind girl, strong and sensible, and also quite pretty.

On the way here, she either chatted nonstop or laughed cheerfully, tiring Yin Meng’s ears but not annoying her.

So far in Yin Meng’s life, although she had companions in Nantong after observing the coffin shop, she never had a true "bestie."

Zheng Jiayi certainly fit that role.

Yin Meng felt that she would likely interact with her frequently in the future.

Of course, that presupposes she could leave this place alive.

Xiao Yuan had analyzed that Fatty Wu was too slick and it was hard for such a person to make real friends quickly, and his position as a counselor offered nothing substantial for a "Mr. Luo’s student" to benefit from.

Therefore, Fatty Wu’s connection lacked a person with a triggering factor, and Tan Wenbin mentioned Fatty Wu’s beautiful companion, leading Xiao Yuan to predict and supplement this image.

Yin Meng found that Xiao Yuan’s predictions were almost entirely accurate.

However, Yin Meng did not regard this as Xiao Yuan’s brilliant strategy, as the young man’s intelligence was shown in many areas, not just this one.

Yin Meng roughly caught onto this idea; Xiao Yuan was using reverse reasoning to "sculpt" a character that could appeal to their team.

Tan Wenbin would fall for this, and so would she.

"Meng Meng, my grand uncle’s house is just ahead, quite close, right? His house is in the head of the town, hehe."

Perhaps it was the sense of security Yin Meng provided in the hospital room, but the girl felt very relaxed now, believing that once she returned to her old home and found the root cause, her parents’ illness could be resolved completely.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zheng Jiayi started knocking on the door.

"Creak..."

The door was opened almost immediately after being knocked, as if the person was standing right behind it.

Zheng Jiayi was startled and stepped back a few steps down the stairs.

Yin Meng directed the flashlight upwards; it was a woman wearing a yellowed and ill-fitting white shirt.

"Aunt, it’s me, Jiayi."

"Jiayi ah..." The woman lifted her hand to block the light.

Yin Meng turned off the flashlight.

"Come in, Jiayi."

The woman turned around and walked inside; she wore plastic slippers that made a "shuffling" sound as she walked.

The inside of the house was pitch dark. The woman led them into the living room.

There was a large table in the room, cluttered with various items, and the kitchen beyond it had a small table and chairs where the family usually ate. The big table in the living room was only used when hosting many guests.

There were wooden stairs, hugging one side of the wall leading upstairs to bedrooms.

The woman took out a match, "click," and lit a candle, casting a faint glow in the room, which only made her face appear even more obscure.

"Jiayi, where are your parents?"

"My parents didn’t come; I came back alone this time, Aunt, I’d like to stay at your place for a few days."

"Alright, stay."

On the road here, Yin Meng had instructed Zheng Jiayi that her parents’ illness needed to be investigated slowly, not to be rushed. Jiayi didn’t quite understand but chose to follow the advice of the professional traditional doctor.

The woman moved the candle towards Yin Meng and asked, "Who is she?"

"She’s my friend, called Meng Meng, and came with me."

Yin Meng nodded and said, "Hello, Aunt."

"Hello." Then, the woman moved the candle back, "Jiayi, have you eaten?"

"We ate on the way, not hungry now, Aunt, you go rest."

"I’ll take you upstairs."

The woman carried the candle, leading them up the stairs.

Zheng Jiayi and Yin Meng followed behind.

The wooden stairs creaked, several steps clearly loose, probably due to lack of maintenance.

Upon reaching the second floor, as they passed the main bedroom, a man’s voice came from inside:

"Who’s there?"

"Aunt: "Jiayi is here."

"Did the second brother come?"

"No."

Zheng Jiayi shouted: "Grand uncle, I brought a friend home for a few days to relax."

"Alright, have you eaten?"

"We did."

"Mm, rest early."

The voice inside ceased.

Yin Meng perked up her ears, listening intently; the voice had seemed to come from just by the bedroom door.

Now, she didn’t hear movements of someone walking from the door to the bed.

Was it because he wasn’t wearing shoes and was barefoot?

But even so, footsteps should be audible on this floor.

Yin Meng felt suspicious but couldn’t ascertain; unfortunately, she didn’t have the acute hearing of Xiao Yuan.

The woman continued carrying the candle, leading the two deeper inside.

They passed by another bedroom, and a voice still near the door called out: "Is that little sister Jiayi?"

"Um, Da Qiang, it’s me."

The conversation ended, seemingly just for the sake of talking. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The woman led them to a guest room, opened the door, and placed the candle on the desk inside: "The house’s wiring burnt out, didn’t get it fixed, use the candle if you need to get up at night."

"Okay, Aunt."

"Rest early."

The woman walked out.

Yin Meng set down her backpack and slowly retreated to the room’s door; from this angle, with the sparse moonlight’s help, she could see the woman’s vague silhouette by the master bedroom door.