Chapter 270 Imprint

Sure enough, when Jiang Cheng placed the baseball cap back on the woman's head, her sight was blocked, and the models returned to normal.

"The matter has been investigated." Jiang Cheng helped the woman smooth down her rolled-up sleeves before turning around to look at Fatty and the other. "Let's go."

Only when they had completely left the area of the wooden sculpture shop did Fatty finally breathe a sigh of relief. There were no footsteps chasing after them.

"Doctor," Fatty said in surprise, "those models seemed to not see us at all, and just let us leave."

Jiang Cheng, who was walking in front, shook his head. "It's not that they couldn't see us, they could, but they are restricted by some kind of ban and can't attack us."

"The imprint you mentioned?"

"It should be." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"What do we do next?" Huai Yi seemed unsure, walking and looking back, worried that those things would attack without warning.

"We'll leave here and go back the way we came." Jiang Cheng lifted his foot and stepped over a large pool of blood.

"Just like that?" Fatty hesitated slightly, and after a moment, he spoke in a negotiating tone, "Since the ghosts here can't hurt us, how about we help solve this haunting incident?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Cheng's voice, "Absolutely not. We'll leave directly and not cause any trouble."

Seeming to suddenly realize that it was Fatty who had asked the question, Jiang Cheng paused and then explained, "This matter here was caused by the Night Watchers. If we rashly intervene and the haunting incident is suddenly resolved, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the Night Watchers."

"And you've also seen that the scope of the haunting incident is within the shopping mall. There are police guarding outside, and ordinary people can't get in."

After listening to Jiang Cheng's words, Fatty thought about it and realized that he was right. They didn't encounter any obstacles on the way back, and everything went smoothly.

Jiang Cheng suggested that Huai Yi stay with them for this period, but after thinking for a while, Huai Yi politely declined.

This surprised Jiang Cheng, and he frowned and asked, "Do you have something to do?"

Huai Yi pursed his lips, and after a moment, nodded. "I want to take advantage of this time to earn more money and sell all my assets for cash. Then, I'll leave part of it to my parents, and divide the rest among my girlfriends." Huai Yi smiled, "After doing these things, I won't have any other concerns."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng nodded, "as soon as possible. Come and join us when you're done."

"Alright."

......

After separating from Huai Yi, Jiang Cheng and Fatty walked on the small road back. Fatty couldn't help but sigh, saying that he didn't expect Huai Yi to be that kind of person behind the scenes.

Jiang Cheng wanted to correct Fatty's wording, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go, as long as he was happy.

Just as Jiang Cheng was worried about the dangers he would encounter next, suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around his shoulders and pulled him closer.

"Doctor," Fatty's tone was full of confidence, "don't worry. Brother Huai Yi just likes to overthink things. We'll be fine. I'm still going to bring Brother Wang Qi down!"

Speaking of this, Fatty's tone suddenly became excited. "We are Scarlet! The Night Watchers are the ones who should be worried! Bah, what kind of old president is that? Living long isn't anything special, I can find a turtle that lives longer than him!"

"If he dares to block our brothers' path, don't talk about one bus, I'll smash ten of them!" Fatty clenched his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and said fiercely, "If he dares to touch my Wang Fugui's family, I'll dig him out of his coffin even if he hides in it!"

In the past, such words would not have encouraged Jiang Cheng, but would have been ridiculed by him for Fatty's overestimation of his abilities. But this time, he actually felt the chill in his heart dissipate. It seemed that from this moment on, this damned fate was going to stand on their side.

"That's right." Jiang Cheng, imitating Fatty, also reached out and hooked Fatty's shoulders. The two of them stood close together. "We are Scarlet, the ones who should be worried... are those old geezers!"

The two of them, along a dark and dilapidated alley, walked back with their arms around each other's shoulders, even their shadows on the ground were arrogant.

Before, they had been constantly doing missions, and they hadn't had time to enjoy life. For three days in a row, Fatty and Jiang Cheng were just eating, sleeping, and eating again.

They had time to chat, but this time it was Fatty who was talking, and Jiang Cheng was mostly listening.

Every morning and evening, Huai Yi would call to report on his situation and also inform them of some information he had learned through special channels.

The haunting incident was gradually brought under control, but it was said that the losses and impact caused were quite severe. The Night Watchers also provided rescue, but it was all bark and no bite, and the situation was still not optimistic.

After a few more days like this, Jiang Cheng, who was sleeping soundly at night, was suddenly awakened by a strange pain, as if a red-hot iron had suddenly burned him in the area of his heart.

And at the moment Jiang Cheng woke up, Fatty's pig-like screams came from outside the bedroom at the same time, "Damn, it's on fire, huh? No, it's not..."

Seeing Jiang Cheng walking out quickly, Fatty scratched his head, his face a little embarrassed. "Doctor, I just seemed to..."

"Were you also burned by something?" Jiang Cheng pointed to the area of his heart, right there.

Fatty was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I was burned, but not in the heart." Fatty turned around and pointed to the area below his waist. "It's here, it hurts so much, like a branding iron, like the kind used to interrogate prisoners in movies and TV shows."

For such a thing to happen to both of them at the same time was not a coincidence. Jiang Cheng's first reaction was the imprint of the old president's domain that he had mentioned.

"Could it be..." Jiang Cheng's face changed slightly, "Quick, call Huai Yi."

Fatty's phone was on the sofa, but before he could pick it up, the phone rang, someone was calling.

"It's Brother Huai Yi," Fatty said, glancing at the screen.

After pressing the answer button, Huai Yi's urgent voice immediately sounded, his voice full of fear, "Brother Jiang, Brother Fugui... did you guys feel it just now? It's burning, it's killing me..."

"Yes," Jiang Cheng took the phone and answered, "How are you now?"

"I'm fine, just... just after I was burned awake, before I could react, the landline in the room rang. It was the hotel front desk calling, saying someone was looking for me and had already come upstairs."

"Someone is looking for you?" Jiang Cheng was shocked. "Who?"

"I... I don't know. Before I could ask, the hotel front desk hung up the phone. When I called back, I couldn't get through." Huai Yi's voice was trembling.

"Don't panic, don't hang up the phone, I'll be right over." Jiang Cheng picked up his clothes and turned to walk towards the stairs.

"Dong, dong, dong."

......

Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped, he heard a knock on the door.

Not on the phone.

It was downstairs.