Even After My Death
Chapter 331 - 246: There’s Another New Task

Chapter 331: Chapter 246: There’s Another New Task

Little Zhou’s father’s Douyin account, though it did not explicitly state that his daughter with cancer was Miss Terminal Illness, did not outright reject the inquiries from netizens in the comments either.

Moreover, the text in his most recent posts all subtly hinted at something, with content that was suggestive.

Jiang Ning looked at the profile picture of the middle-aged man with a face displaying exhaustion and vicissitudes. If the person really was at the end of his rope and thought of this method to save his daughter, Jiang Ning could understand and was even willing to provide some financial help.

Yet, looking at it in the long run, riding on someone else’s popularity was not the right choice.

Water can carry a boat but can also capsize it. When netizens discover they’ve been deceived, even if this blogger could say they never admitted to anything, they would still have to face the wrath and backlash from the netizens.

Jiang Ning’s finger moved, copying the contact information from the homepage and pasting it on WeChat, searching and adding.

The other party seemed to be watching their phone, for the moment Jiang Ning’s friend request was sent, it was accepted immediately.

Looking at the WeChat nickname and profile picture that were the same as on Douyin, Jiang Ning felt an odd emotion rise in her heart.

She opened the chat window with the person and wasn’t sure what to say, but saw that the other party had sent a message first.

Little Zhou’s father with cancer: [Mutual funding link]

Little Zhou’s father with cancer: I’m sorry for disturbing you. I beseech kind-hearted people to save my daughter Zhou Xin. She’s only nineteen! Please help save my child; she’s only in her first year of university. The cost of a meal from everyone adds up to a living life. Please, I’m begging here on my knees, may good people have peace throughout their lives [Praying.jpg][Praying.jpg][Praying.jpg]

[Ding! Fraudster Shen Guang detected. Please, Host, apprehend him at your earliest convenience! Mission reward: 3 days of life value, 50 Merit Points]

The system alert suddenly sounded the moment he sent the fundraising link.

Jiang Ning’s expression registered some surprise.

She momentarily didn’t reply to Little Zhou’s father on WeChat but instead opened the system screen.

On the system’s mission section, the information for the new mission’s suspect was already updated.

Fraudster’s profile picture: [Picture.jpg]

Fraudster’s name: Shen Guang

Fraudster’s age: 21 years old

Fraudster’s crimes: Repeatedly sending false fundraising links to the public and defrauding them of their money

Fraudster’s hiding area: Pinggu Electronic Industrial University

The photo provided by the system was a student ID picture, the youthful face of the boy in the photo seemed innocent, with good-looking features. Looking at his age and address, he was unmistakably a typical male university student.

Jiang Ning opened the fundraising link to find that the donation goal was set at 200,000, and netizens had already donated over 50,000. This sum had been withdrawn twice already, yesterday and this morning, leaving less than 3,000 unwithdrawn.

Since the system had designated him as a fraudster, it meant that the donations Shen Guang received from the kindness of netizens never went to the patient.

Perhaps the patient was even fictitious.

Jiang Ning opened the patient information provided by Little Zhou’s father and saw that the stamp on the medical report showed it was from a hospital in Capital City.

Jiang Ning deliberately sent a WeChat message to inquire.

A stalk of ginger: Hi, I came from Douyin. Is this Zhou Xin the same Miss Terminal Illness who saved someone a while ago?

A stalk of ginger: I really, really like her. I also work in Capital City. Could you send me the department and floor of the hospital? I’d like to visit her.

In a dormitory at Pinggu Electronic Industrial University, a male student saw the unread messages on his phone, and after opening them, he turned to his roommate with a smile, saying, "Bao Huai, people are so easy to trick. Today, already twenty or thirty people said they want to visit the hospital."

Seated before a laptop, Bao Huai paused from his constant typing upon hearing this, "Is it about the fundraising link for Zhou Xin?"

"Yeah," Shen Guang said nonchalantly, "all are asking if she’s Miss Terminal Illness."

In the dormitory, there was another guy with acne all over his face, sitting on his bed playing with his phone. Overhearing their conversation, he laughed, "No joke, this way of diverting traffic really works. I’ll find some materials and post another Douyin piece later."

Bao Huai asked, "How much have we raised now? We should stop when it’s about right. I just picked up two more easy fundraising links to work on starting tomorrow."

Shen Guang nodded, "Okay. We’ll delete the posts and WeChat tonight."

After all, the money the three of them had earned in these few days was almost enough to match a semester’s allowance.

But looking at the message on his phone, he pasted the prepared response.

The next second, Jiang Ning received a reply on her phone.

Little Zhou’s father with cancer: My daughter’s condition has worsened in the last few days and she’s still in the ICU and hasn’t been transferred out. Thank you for your concern. Once she’s moved to a regular ward, I’ll definitely share the good news with everyone on Douyin.

No wonder netizens still chose to believe after donating; turns out they were placated.

Jiang Ning put away her phone and prepared to go out.

While sitting in the car, Jiang Ning used the navigation system to check the location of Pinggu Electronic Industrial University and found that the university was in a different district of Capital City, quite a distance from her, about an hour’s drive away.

Jiang Ning had no other obligations that morning, so she was able to drive there herself.

When she settled into the driver’s seat, Jiang Ning suddenly remembered her partner for the mission.

She made a call to Qi Xingzhou, who answered immediately.

About fifteen minutes later, Jiang Ning picked up Qi Xingzhou, who was eagerly waiting at the front gate of the Qi Family villa. The white car turned and headed towards Pinggu Electronic Industrial University.

Elsewhere, Zhang Lang and his colleagues had already been busy for half the day.

Having apprehended Hao Manman and the others yesterday and interrogated each one, Capital City’s police quickly summoned a team of forensic experts specializing in exhuming remains.

Zhang Lang, who had received the tip-off call and personally brought the culprits back, was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of leading the excavation task.

According to the confessions of Hao Manman and her cohorts, the three people buried beneath were from the years 2012, 2013, and 2015; even the most recent one had been interred for four years.

Moreover, fearing discovery, Hao Manman buried the bodies without coffins or any other coverings—just using an excavator to dig holes and directly burying the bodies.

It was clear how difficult it would be to piece together the three bodies that had been buried for so many years.

The three bodies had long been underground, their flesh cleaned off by the insects and earth, leaving only their bones behind.

Thankfully, the personnel on-site were professionally trained and no strangers to such scenes.

If ordinary people saw this, they would certainly be terrified, legs weak with fear, just like Hao Manman and the others who were brought in for evidence identification.