Soul Patch

Chapter 111 Staying Away from Mental Disabilities (Please Subscribe)

Wei Jun glanced at the woman in the MINI again, waved, and rolled up the window.

After closing the car window, he glared at Jia Nan and complained:

"You should be more careful with your words!"

Both of them said it, making it seem like he's the only one who speaks without thinking!

Jia Nan merely curled the corners of his lips, without uttering a single word... He was too lazy to argue.

Upon reaching an intersection, Wei Jun turned the steering wheel to his right and said solemnly:

“I searched the whole site but couldn’t find the document. I think you might be able to find it using your own method.”

Yes, I understood your thoughts clearly using my mental power, and I knew what you were looking for.

Then I can hypnotize the dead and make them tell me where the documents are.

Wow, I'm so awesome!

I should apply for a Guinness World Record.

“Hmm, that makes sense.” Jia Nan nodded.

Wei Jun was happy to see Jia Nan nod.

A nod means Jia Nan is willing to help him.

Jia Nan was quite cunning, though he didn't know exactly what methods she used; he just found Jia Nan to be mysterious and arrogant. She eliminated people without a sound.

However, he did not expect Jia Nan to agree so readily.

According to "Faceless Man," if you want Jia Nan to make a move, don't even think about it without 51 million.

"That's really kind of you! When can I come over to pick up the documents?"

"In a little while."

Jia Nan started looking down at her phone again.

He was quite certain that Wei Jun had lost his mind today.

Talking to this guy is enough to make you go crazy.

It's more fun to play a game of PUBG.

Wei Jun quickly parked his car downstairs at Zhang Meng's house and looked at the bicycle shed at the top of the building.

A dense, dark mass of bicycles and electric scooters with tiny wheels.

He slapped his forehead and gasped.

Where is Jia Nan's motorcycle?

He glanced at Jia Nan, who was engrossed in playing a game in the passenger seat.

He gurgled in his throat but didn't dare to speak.

He stopped his bike and stammered, "Um...you play first. I'll go...ride...ride over here."

Then we saw the Wei army circling around the area for quite a while.

Jia Nan sat in the car, while Wei Jun kept walking back and forth...

Finally, Jia Nan got tired of playing.

He put down his phone and stretched.

He called out to Wei Jun, who was squatting on the curb smoking outside, "Lost?"

"may be!"

"Then why didn't you call the police?"

"Call...call the police?" Wei Jun trembled again at the thought of the police.

He was still afraid after all, unless it was a hardened, habitual criminal who could calmly face the police.

Someone like him is fine if he doesn't see the police, but he'll definitely chicken out if he does.

"I...I was driving past the police station, and my hands were shaking on the steering wheel."

The truth is, his hands started shaking as soon as he heard Jia Nan mention the police station.

He sought out that document because he was afraid the police would use it to find a connection between the two cases and arrest him.

What kind of cases are the hardest to solve?

A crime that makes no sense.

Passerby A suddenly kills Passerby B.

Without motive, without connection, and if no surveillance footage, eyewitnesses, murder weapon, or other valuable evidence is found at the scene, the case will most likely remain unsolved.

Jia Nan looked down at the locator she had just opened on her phone.

There's a bright green marker on the locator that's flashing.

That's right, his motorcycle has GPS tracking.

Not only his motorcycles, but his Cadillac minivan also has GPS tracking.

Even his motorcycle model has a GPS tracking feature; that motorcycle model... it even has a camera.

Jia Nan loves playing with this stuff.

Seeing Wei Jun slumped on the curb, he found it somewhat amusing.

The guy who just committed a serious crime by killing someone wasn't upset about the murder, but rather about losing his motorcycle.

Jia Nan strode towards a unit door with her long legs.

Wei Jun was taken aback when he saw Jia Nan walk into the apartment building where Zhang Meng lived.

How did he know where Zhang Meng lived?

He quickly caught up with Jia Nan and followed her to the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

Wei Jun glanced at the locomotive at the corner.

My goodness! It really is Jia Nan's motorcycle!

"How did you..." Wei Jun was about to ask when he suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Your motorcycle has a GPS tracker!"

"..."

Jia Nan glanced at Wei Jun, who was standing there in a daze, and waited for him to get the car keys.

This time, the Wei army finally realized what was happening.

He took out his car keys and tossed them to Jia Nan.

The two men carried the motorcycle down half of the stairs to the first floor.

Riding a motorcycle is cool and stylish, but carrying it up and down stairs... that must be incredibly exhilarating!

Jia Nan, being lazy, went directly to the back of the vehicle and lifted the chassis of the motorcycle's rear seat.

Wei Jun had no choice but to go to the front of the locomotive and lift the handlebars.

When they went down the stairs, Wei Jun went down in front, and Jia Nan followed behind.

The locomotive was already heavy at the front, and with Wei Jun below the stairs, Jia Nan's slight exertion required Wei Jun to use even more force to lift the front of the locomotive, preventing it from losing balance due to its heavy front.

After walking only a few steps, the Wei army began to feel very tired.

He dared not let go, and could only complain, "Who is this person who lifted the motorcycle up here! What a useless act of helping!"

Jia Nan glanced coldly in the direction of the Wei army.

The reason it was in his direction was because the locomotives had basically blocked the Wei army.

Jia Nan was also working hard to lift the motorcycle. He couldn't see Wei Jun, nor did he have time to look at Wei Jun. He only heard him talking.

"Police! Don't you think it's several times more tiring for the police to carry it up than for us to carry it down?"

Jia Nan spoke, panting heavily. Under the weight, he could no longer maintain his nonchalant tone.

"Moreover, it's likely that the police have spoken to the property management."

Yes, there was a sign on the wall next to the locomotive that said "No dumping of debris".

Wei Jun stopped babbling.

Once on the first floor, Jia Nan straddled the motorcycle, glanced at Wei Jun for a moment, and said, "I'm going back."

"Hmm, don't... forget... about the data!"

Wei Jun said breathlessly.

"What information?"

It seems that since Wei Jun won't take the initiative to speak, Jia Nan is too lazy to argue with him anymore.

Today's Wei Jun is someone you can't provoke no matter what you do, he won't understand.

Wei Jun was originally hunched over, with his legs bent and his hands on his thighs, panting heavily.

Upon hearing Jia Nan ask what information he wanted,

He sat up abruptly: "We agreed on this in the car, how could you forget what you promised so quickly?"

Wei Jun was getting a little anxious; he spoke without even pausing for breath, finishing his sentence in one breath without a pause.

See? What can anyone say?

Wei Jun, are you a devil?

No, nothing at all. Jia Nan patiently asked, "I'm asking what kind of materials you're looking for. You didn't tell me just now. So I need to find out."

"I...I didn't say that?" Wei Jun scratched his head. "How come I remember saying I did? You nodded then, and even said you'd be right back...I thought..."

"..."

Jia Nan shook her head with a wry smile, thinking to herself: If you truly love life, stay away from the mentally challenged!

(End of this chapter)