Evil As Humans, page 63
“I see. Contact me if you have something urgent.”
Yin Ren: “……”
Yin Ren: “Okay, then I’m off now!”
Brother, aren’t you suspicious of me? Didn’t you want to stick to me closely? How long has it been and you’ve already given up halfway? If it wasn’t for Sun Qi’an’s lack of malice and evil qi, Yin Ren would have suspected that Sun Qi’an was a member of Sunken Society and somehow brainwashed Zhong Chengshuo while he wasn’t paying attention.
Zhong Chengshuo didn’t even come to send him off!
Facing the closed door, Yin Ren was speechless. He understood that it was more difficult to deal with a serious Zhong Chengshuo than a Zhong Chengshuo who he didn’t know what was going on in his head.
Unfortunately, if it weren’t for the limited time, he really wanted to stand still.
Yin Ren walked slowly to the entrance, but he couldn’t help it and went back to Zhong Chengshuo’s bedroom. “Are you going for a night run, or do you have any other work?”
Zhong Chengshuo answered smoothly, “I need to do some research, so I’ll run later at night.”
Yin Ren listened to the meditation music faintly coming from the bedroom in a daze.
……
Xiao Mengpo held the evil grass under her nose and sniffed fiercely.
It was superb and big and round in shape. The evil qi inside was extremely strong. She didn’t know where this kid got it.
“The quality is good, and the plant base is not bad.” Xiao Mengpo instantly forgave Yin Ren.
Yin Ren added lively, “Well, the foundation is made of good snow lotus flowers. I didn’t mean to snatch the chair away from you. I really need it for work…”
“Shian. I get it. It’s not your fault.” Xiao Mengpo stepped out of the shadows and sat under the plaque displaying “Practice Medicine to Save the World”. “You came here specifically this time… Is it to ask about the ‘rat eye goji berries?”
“Yes, elder sister. Look, is this the person who bought rat eye goji berries from you?”
Yin Ren brought up Lu Guangzu’s photo and showed it to Xiao Mengpo.
“Yes. You don’t need to show me. I know Lu Guangzu.” Xiao Mengpo knocked on her pipe. “This kid has bought many things from me, but he usually only buys blood tobacco before. Recently, he started buying some serious medicine.”
“In addition to plum roots and living teeth, did he buy anything special?”
“He did. I’ll write it down for you.” Xiao Mengpo blew a ring of smoke. “In the past, I wouldn’t give this kind of information, but that kid dragged the Nightwalkers under the police’s nose, so he needs to be taught a lesson.”
“That’s right.” Yin Ren smiled as he hugged his arms.
“In addition to this matter, I have two more things to ask elder sister—I want the login method to the Nightwalkers contact station, and I also want the address of the Lu family’s home.”
“Well, neither are troublesome matters. The price… just bring me another evil grass next time you come.”
Yin Ren reached out his finger and tapped Xiao Mengpo’s brows after the old lady finished her explanation.
“No problem. I’ll bring you what you ask for.”
In the surprised eyes of the old lady, Yin Ren was smiling slightly.
“But please also forget about these things.”
……
Yin Ren came out of the ghost market, rubbing his hands casually on his face.
He had shrunk his long hair short, and his facial features were kneaded flat. The temporarily grown skin piled under his clothes, making him look like an ordinary middle-aged man with a beer belly.
After taking advantage of the night to change his face, Yin Ren went straight to a small internet café.
“I forgot my ID card, and it’s urgent,” he said in a thick, panting voice.
A young man was working at the internet café’s front desk. He yawned and nodded casually at Yin Ren. “Forgot to bring your ID? 20 an hour.”
“Done.”
Yin Ren smiled gratefully.
He went to the corner of the Internet cafe, jerkily turned on the machine, and logged into the Nightwalkers’ website.
He recalled the internal information of Shian for a while, carefully typed on the keyboard, and pressed in his account credentials one by one. After the account was created, Yin Ren pondered for a while and successfully entered the online chat room of the Nightwalkers.
The aftermath of Lu Guangzu’s case was still there, and the Nightwalkers were still chatting with each other.
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: It’s been a few days, and Shian hasn’t found shit.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: If King Yama were willing to take action, it’s estimated that the investigation would have been completed a long time ago.]
[Xinxin Kennel: I heard that a victim was found, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. Apparently, it was at Lao Jiang’s auction.]
[Xinxin Kennel: If that is really a victim, things will be interesting.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Hahahaha, I heard that Shian sent two stupid newcomers, and they caused a big ruckus.]
[Favorite Sky: Shian actually came to my house, but it seems King Yama isn’t interested. He didn’t show up at all…]
Yin Ren rubbed his hands as his fingertips jumped quickly on the keyboard.
[yamagald: I’m interested.]
[Favorite Sky: ???]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ????]
[Xinxin Kennel: ????]
[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: No, this name is a little off.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Laughing to death. Who dares to use the name of King Yama?]
[yamagald: Shian is getting in my way again.]
[yamagald: I checked a bit on it. Lu Guangzu has been exposed to the production method of human fragrance and may have other plans.]
[yamagald: If anyone knows anything, tell Shian. Point them to the right direction to investigate.]
Old Dog Peng said that at the level of King Yama, as long as he say something, someone would be willing to give it. Sure enough, as soon as he finished typing, he got a warm response…
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: I’m going! I will go tomorrow!]
Sure enough, the name King Yama was really good. Yin Ren smacked his lips in satisfaction.
According to Shian’s records, King Yama only appeared once a month at most. The person had just been active a while ago, so it shouldn’t be too soon…
[yamaglad:?]
[yamaglad: Human fragrance?]
Yin Ren’s satisfied smile froze on his face.
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ???????]
[yamaglad: Who are you?]
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The author has something to say:
He’s here!!!!!!!
Evil As Humans Ch53
Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong
Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/
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Chapter 53: Fake
[yamaglad: Who are you?]
Yin Ren’s fingers froze on the keyboard.
He was surprised that the real King Yama actually appeared.
Although he always used King Yama to tease Zhong Chengshuo, honestly speaking, Zhong Chengshuo only possessed some of the characteristics of King Yama. Except for Feng Qi seeing him as “Death”, Yin Ren didn’t have any other evidence.
The only thing he could be sure of was that Zhong Chengshuo had nothing to do with Sunken Society and was probably a top master among the Nightwalkers.
But since King Yama had sent himself to his door…
Wasn’t this quite interesting?
[yamagald: Hello, King Yama. I’m a righteous person who does good without leaving a name.]
[yamaglad: ……]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: ??? King Yama’s account got hacked?????]
[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: One is glad the other is gald.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Oh.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Pretending to be King Yama, are you fucking sick? If you’re so righteous to the masses, have the balls to meet offline.]
[yamagald: I just said, “I’m interested”, “If anyone knows anything, tell Shian” and “Point them in the right direction”. When did I pretend to be King Yama?]
The online chat room of the Nightwalkers was silent for a few seconds. This time, it wasn’t because of King Yama’s pressure but purely because of the shamelessness of this person.
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: You lied to laozi. What kind of shit is this?]
[yamagald: Ordinary cultivators don’t know what human fragrance is. It’s normal. By the way, your BOSS is spelled wrong.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: Fuck your mother. Laozi did it on purpose. Keep your dog eyes open.]
[yamagald: Haha, I see.]
Probably realizing he was being face slapped, BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor sprayed hundreds of swear words. Lord Ghost King looked at the screen indifferently, stretched out his hand, and dug his ears.
[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: I seem to have a little impression of human fragrance. Are you a spirit craftsman?]
[yamagald: Nice.]
[Xinxin Kennel: I am also a spirit craftsman. How come I don’t know?]
[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: “Human fragrance” is an old remedy that’s almost lost. For example, if I take your flesh and blood as a primer, adjust it, then smear it on my body, I can make evil things mistakenly think I am you.]
[Xinxin Kennel: Huh? Lao Lu knows human fragrance. Is it important?]
[Sister Xu Hotpot-Order number 1xxxx680184: Of course, it’s important. Human fragrance is used to impersonate people.]
[Favorite Sky: Xu Jie, what you’re insinuating is that Lu Guangzu has been in contact with the real culprit’s smell and is now pretending to be the murderer when he surrendered?]
[Favorite Sky: No way. Is he out of his mind?]
[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: Collect money to take the blame. It’s not like it’s something trash can’t do. Metaphysical examination won’t check such remote things as human fragrance. Just remind Shian of this.]
[My Name is Little Red Riding Hood: I’ll go if no one else does. The Lu family needs to teach him a lesson.]
[Sister Xu Hotpot-Order Number 1xxxx680184: yamagald, how do you know that Lu Guangzu has been exposed to human fragrance?]
[yamagald: Guess?]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: You, cancel your account and change the name.]
[yamagald: No.]
[BOOS Supreme Evil Emperor: This will ruin King Yama’s reputation!]
[yamagald: He’s a very generous person and definitely doesn’t care, right King Yama? (^ω^)]
While typing, Lord Ghost King was frantically searching for emojis commonly used by modern young people.
[yamaglad: Accepting tricky tasks, only for evil things. Two-way choice. Don’t bother with miscellaneous matters.]
[yamaglad: Private message if interested. Deadline will be one minute.]
The Nightwalkers master diligently posted his advertisements and seemed to have no intention of getting involved. Yin Ren’s eyes turned. He clicked on King Yama’s profile and opened a private message window with one hand while picking up Dog Thing with his other hand.
Private message interface.
[yamagald: Good evening. I want to talk to you about business.]
At the same time, with a smile on his lips, Yin Ren called Zhong Chengshuo’s number.
……
Time reversed not so long ago.
Yin Ren had just left for the ghost market. Zhong Chengshuo had also finished a day filled with chaos. He looked up, and it was already 1 a.m..
It wasn’t suitable for a night run.
Zhong Chengshuo took a shower, put on a nightcap as usual, and crawled under the blankets. The bedroom was cool and dry, and with the soft cloth wrapped around him, he could always fall asleep within a few minutes.
However, on this day, he couldn’t smoothly fall asleep.
Zhong Chengshuo knew he should be able to sleep now that all the distracting thoughts in his mind had been cleared up, but his nerves were still bursting with continuous and small sparks. The itchy stimulation had invaded his throat.
Zhong Chengshuo felt a little thirsty. He got up and poured himself a glass of lemonade but found it didn’t have much taste. Comrade Xiao Zhong sat in the center of the bed and began to search for “sweet rose tea” in the food delivery app.
It was there, but the store was closed. He stared at the word “Closed” for a while.
…He still couldn’t fall asleep.
Perhaps it was that his sleep has been too irregular these days. Zhong Chengshuo leaned down and took out a spare laptop from the bottom of the bed.
This laptop had been processed to ensure that it wouldn’t be traced by technicians. Zhong Chengshuo logged into the Nightwalkers’ website, intending to read the chat history for a while before going to sleep.
As a result, as soon as he opened the chat room, someone named yamagald crashed directly into his vision.
[yamagald: I checked on it a bit. Lu Guangzu has been exposed to the production method of human fragrance and may have other plans.]
[yamagald: If anyone knows anything, tell Shian. Point them in the right direction to investigate.]
A person who was imitating him?
There were many cases of imposters stealing customers among the Nightwalkers, but the “King Yama” account was weird. Coupled with his reputation, no one dared to imitate him—King Yama’s work was often accompanied by a bloody storm, so impersonating King Yama wasn’t considered “stealing work”, but more like “looking for death”.
Zhong Chengshuo slid the screen upwards.
…This person had new information about Lu Guangzu’s case. If the impersonator was just trying to attract attention, he could help the other party.
[yamaglad:?]
[yamaglad: Human fragrance?]
[yamaglad: Who are you?]
After sending it, Zhong Chengshuo withdrew his hand, ready to see how things would blow up.
Sure enough, the definition of human fragrance and other possibilities were quickly spoken out by the Nightwalkers. As long as the Nightwalkers became privy to this information, Shian would as well. He could then investigate in depth based on the “new clues” with peace of mind.
He should send a pillow* for those sleepyheads.
*Usually refers to keeping them in your thoughts (often with a romantic undertone). Sending a pillow to someone so that they will be reminded of you as they sleep. || In this context, it means he’s making sure that the Nightwalkers remember the human fragrance clue so that Shian can catch on.
After making sure the situation had stabilized, Zhong Chengshuo routinely tossed in a few advertising words.
At this moment, he finally felt sleepy. Zhong Chengshuo pulled his nightcap down, intending to fall asleep. Unfortunately, at this moment, his spare phone and Shian’s phone both vibrated at the same time.
Zhong Chengshuo: “???”
[yamagald: Good evening. I want to talk to you about business.]
A private message pops up on the backup machine.
And just the second before, his phone lit up with a call from Yin Ren.
Zhong Chengshuo’s drowsiness was shaken away. He quickly answered the call, clamped the phone on his shoulder, and started typing with both hands on the keyboard of the spare phone.
“Hello, Yin Ren?” Zhong Chengshuo said while typing.
[yamaglad:?]
“Zhong Ge, it’s already 2. Why do you sound so awake?” Yin Ren’s voice had a smile in it.
[yamagald: Sorry to bother you, but there’s a case in Luanyu, Province H. We can’t handle it.] The message from the imposter appeared.
Zhong Chengshuo replied naturally, “I slept too much in the morning, and now my biological clock is a little messed up. What’s wrong?”
[yamaglad: Target, offer.]
Yin Ren’s voice was indistinct, as if he were yawning. “The reimbursement approval from Shian hasn’t come through yet, and I don’t have enough for a taxi. Can you pick me up at the entrance of the community and help me pay?”
[yamagald: A high-risk cursed spirit weapon is out of control. The matter is very urgent, so you may not be able to get here in time. We want to pay for an online consultation. Is that okay?]
“Taxi…” Zhong Chengshuo locked his eyes on the screen of the spare machine. “Isn’t it possible to just get home directly from the ghost market? Why do you need a taxi?”
[yamaglad: Target, offer, duration.]
“It’s all my fault. I wanted to take the opportunity to get something to eat.” There was a vague noise from Yin Ren’s side. “I’m not far from home. I can be there in ten minutes. Zhong Ge, help me. I’ll give you twice the fare later, okay?”
[yamagald: The lion statue made of 1,000-year-old Ice Blood at the entrance of Rock Town, 880,000, start consultation now, at least half an hour.]
The multi-tasking Zhong Chengshuo paused his hand.
He had never heard of this thing before. The other side must be bluffing, or…
No. Zhong Chengshuo suddenly became vigilant. Adding the two things together, his reaction time was much longer than before.
“Okay, let me know on WeChat when you’re almost there,” Zhong Chengshuo replied.
[yamaglad: Don’t want to pick it up. Find Mud Meat Zhang for things related to spirit weapons.] He quickly typed out his line and exited the private message interface.
“Are you busy with something?” Seeing that Zhong Chengshuo was half a beat slower, Yin Ren thoughtfully asked. “If it’s not convenient, just say so. It’s not too far away. I can walk back. Haa, the ghost market is much more convenient than taking a taxi, but it’s a pity you can only enter it once a day.”
Lord Ghost King stopped typing and also exited the webpage.
“I just yawned, nothing else.” Zhong Chengshuo replied without changing his expression. “I’m hanging up first.”
With a beep, the call was cut off.
In the nameless internet café, Yin Ren turned his phone around and stood up. “Dog Thing, remember to change my GPS information for me.”
