Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 575 - 574: Innumerable Misdeeds

Chapter 575: Chapter 574: Innumerable Misdeeds

Lin Nianhe also understood Zheng Lirong’s concerns. She smiled, tucked the dagger into her space hidden by the wall, then leaped over the wall, landing gracefully in front of Zheng Lirong.

"Thank you, Sister." Lin Nianhe flashed a brilliant smile. "That must have been hard on you."

"It’s nothing." Zheng Lirong stuffed an envelope into her bosom, whispering, "My brother had people follow the ones who provided the information. If you need them, just give a shout."

"Alright," Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly, then asked, "Did you come with the truck?"

"Yes," Zheng Lirong nodded and handed her a bundle of money, "The payment from last time, please count it."

"No need, I trust you." Lin Nianhe pocketed the money, and said to Zheng Lirong, "Sister, why don’t you go inside and rest a bit?"

"No, I’ll head back to the truck," Zheng Lirong pointed at the small bundle at her feet, saying, "Inside here, I made new clothes for Shanshan and Xiao Jun, please bring it to them for me."

"Sure, no problem," Lin Nianhe picked up the bundle, with a flick of her wrist, she tossed it behind the courtyard wall, "Sister, I won’t keep you then, how much longer will you guys be moving the goods?"

"Another hour or so should be enough," Zheng Lirong seemed puzzled, "Are you going to deliver the goods tonight?"

"Yes, this matter can’t be delayed," Lin Nianhe explained, "I’ll send the goods out in two hours, by then you should have left Lan County."

"Okay, I’ll go back and tell them to hurry up."

Zheng Lirong was not one to dawdle. Once the time was set, she left.

Lin Nianhe watched her walk towards a distant man. They left one after the other; the man was clearly only accompanying Zheng Lirong because he was worried about her being alone at midnight.

Only when their figures were no longer visible did Lin Nianhe vault back over the wall into the house.

She had just landed when she saw the lights in the diagonally opposite door were both on.

Lin Nianhe clicked her tongue lightly, returned the bundle inside, tucked the money and the letter into her space, and took a few apples over to the diagonally opposite door.

"Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet?"

Lin Nianhe gently pushed; the door was indeed unlocked.

"Sleep? With all the clanging from your side, only the front courtyard wouldn’t hear it," Wang Shumei yawned as she came out from inside, then turned to close the door, "Go to Xiao Lan’s room, Xiaoxiao is asleep."

"Alright."

Lin Nianhe set the apples on the stove, then followed into Wen Lan’s room.

Wen Lan was sprawled on the bed, peering eagerly at Lin Nianhe: "What’s the matter? Are there hooligans jumping over the wall or is there a fight?"

Lin Nianhe felt a bit embarrassed: "Sister Lirong brought me money."

Wen Lan: "..."

Wen Lan rolled her eyes, deflated, then turned to go to sleep.

"Why did she come herself today? Is there something wrong?" Wang Shumei furrowed her brow at Lin Nianhe, lowering her voice, "Is it something about Shi Dongshan?"

Lin Nianhe nodded slightly, whispering, "There’s news from the provincial city, Sister Lirong was worried it might leak through others, so she brought it personally."

"Poor thing." Wang Shumei pulled Lin Nianhe to sit on the edge of the bed, asking her, "What’s the news? Tell me."

"I haven’t looked at it yet."

Lin Nianhe reached into her pocket, pulled the envelope out of her space, expertly pretending to take it out of the pocket.

"Wow, it’s so thick?" Wen Lan turned over again, eyes widening at the thickness of the envelope.

Lin Nianhe also felt somewhat uneasy.

Seeing Zheng Lirong’s anxious demeanor, this matter must be no trivial thing.

She took out the letter paper, and seeing the clear markings of sequence numbers, she casually divided it into two portions for Wang Shumei and Wen Lan, the three of them began to read together.

The cabin was exceptionally quiet, with only the increasingly heavy breathing of the three girls.

If Shi Chengkun was a corrupt bug, then Zhang Jian was a giant rat.

Zheng Lirong brought over a dozen papers, not just because the villainy of Zhang Jian could be contained in these few sheets, but because that was all they could find out.

Framing, profiting, besides these, there were the well-known, countless daughters of capitalists ruined by them and their sons...

Every line of words, between the characters, spoke of "devouring people."

Wen Lan was the first unable to continue, she threw the papers down, jumped off the kang bed and exclaimed, "Where is that man? I’m going to beat him to death!"

Wang Shumei also put down the papers, frowning as she reached out to pull Wen Lan back, "Xiao Lan, don’t make a fuss, do you want to wake up the whole village in the middle of the night?"

It took her a lot of effort to pull Wen Lan back to sit down, then she turned her head to Lin Nianhe: "Nianhe, what should we do?"

Lin Nianhe was still reading those chilling words, silent, without speaking.

She always felt that the humanity in the post-apocalypse was the most frightening, in reality, the post-apocalypse just made it unnecessary for these people to hide their actions.

Ugliness is always ugly, regardless of the era.

These two hours were indeed a bit agonizing, Lin Nianhe even thought about going out of the village to help them move goods.

Finally, when the minute hand completed two rounds, she immediately took the letter paper and a flashlight and left the house.

Su Yuncheng was on the night shift in the warehouse tonight, as Lin Nianhe entered, he was leaning on a wicker chair reading.

Seeing Lin Nianhe, Su Yuncheng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously asking, "Did you have a nightmare?"

As he spoke, he stood up, welcoming Lin Nianhe inside.

Lin Nianhe’s complexion was really not good, her lips lightly pursed as she handed the envelope to Su Yuncheng: "Sister Lirong just had someone bring this letter to me... I read it."

Seeing Lin Nianhe’s complexion, Su Yuncheng knew there was nothing good in the letter.

He took the envelope, embraced Lin Nianhe’s shoulders and had her sit on the recliner, even wrapping her with a thin blanket.

Su Yuncheng poured Lin Nianhe a cup of hot water, then pulled over a stool to sit next to her and began to read the letter.

Su Yuncheng’s expression did not change much, he read every word and then looked up at Lin Nianhe, saying, "I will go to the provincial city at dawn, you call Mr. Wong and remind Xie Chongli—Sun Jun won’t be able to reach the city till ten o’clock at the earliest. Before Sun Jun arrives, we must keep Shi Chengkun stable, and don’t let him escape."

Lin Nianhe listened attentively, nodding repeatedly, "Okay, I understand. Also, I’ll write you a phone number, when you get to the provincial city look for Sister Lirong, she has several important witnesses under surveillance, and she can assist you if needed."

As Lin Nianhe spoke, she picked up a pen to write Zheng Lirong’s phone number for Su Yuncheng.

Her hand holding the pen was pressing too hard, slightly trembling.

"Nianhe."

Su Yuncheng suddenly reached out and held her hand.

Lin Nianhe’s hand paused, but she did not look up.

Su Yuncheng leaned closer to her.

He stretched out his hand, gently wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

Comfortingly patting her back, Su Yuncheng said, "People like Zhang Jian and Shi Chengkun are not isolated cases, I can’t stop evil people from committing evil, only try my best to remove such malignancies."

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips and looked up at him, saying, "But even if they are punished, those who were harmed by them... their wounds will never heal."

Su Yuncheng slightly furrowed his eyebrows, unsure of what to reply.

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath, rubbed her eyes, and lowered her gaze to finish writing the last two digits. Looking at the ink-stained white paper, she whispered, "I’m not blaming you, I know, you’ve been working hard, it’s just... I suddenly remembered what Principal Wu said, ’Even the daughters of capitalists need to drink mung bean soup ...’"