Ning An's Wild Wish System

As for the subsequent evidence and testimonies, being a police detective, he naturally knew which ones could be faked or deliberately fabricated.

This case was no different, but unlike others, both sides hadn’t provided any evidence from during the incident; they could only use subsequent evidence along with the woman’s testimony to push the case forward.

And now, the tide has turned!

”Good, very good!”

Zheng Kaiping laughed as he returned to his seat, pondering how to speak, but then he saw Ning An say, ”Ladies and gentlemen, do you enjoy watching a spectacle?”

The onlooking incense burners’ eyes brightened immediately, nodding enthusiastically.

Ning An glanced at the countdown provided by the system, waved his hand with a smile, and led the way out of the temple: ”Those who want to watch a show, come with the little Daoist, the rest of you please wait in the Daoist temple for a while.”

Hundreds of people, their faces brimming with excitement, followed Ning An in a dense swarm.

The live streaming viewers stared intently at their screens, holding their breath, afraid to miss a dramatic scene.

”Exciting! Every time someone makes a wish, and the Little Daoist suggests going out to watch a play, something thrilling always happens!”

”Yeah, the first time Brother Sect Leader did this, a guy in a duck-bill cap got forcibly suppressed by the military; the second time he took us to watch the excitement, a rash young lad went and provoked some pigs, can’t even imagine how thrilling this time will be!”

”I raise the flag for Brother Sect Leader! Can’t wait~”

...

Meanwhile, on the mountainside path, the woman’s family was utterly unaware of all this.

Fan’s Mother walked with a swagger, bragging to Mr. Fan: ”Did you see, aren’t we completely strangling their family?”

”What I told you, you must remember seriously; this time you deliberately created quite a few injuries and successfully pinned them on that fool. Mom is very pleased. In the future, when we mother and daughter move elsewhere, with our country’s vast land, we’re bound to strike it rich!”

Just as the mother and daughter were getting excited, a call came in: ”Kid’s mom, that Little Daoist from Changchun Temple has followed, be cautious.”

Hmm?

Hearing this, Gao Cuixia was initially stunned but then confidently laughed:

”Looks like my daughter’s charm is too great; even these supposedly pure Daoists can’t resist falling for her!”

”Let them follow. If he’s truly infatuated with my daughter, for a few hundred thousand, my daughter and I might consider providing him with some company and cooling his temper a bit.”

After saying this, Gao Cuixia hung up the phone, leading her daughter further down the mountain.

At the same time, she opened the Mischief Map app and hailed a cab directly.

She was very confident. After all, the situation was in her favor now; what could possibly happen?

While she and Mr. Fan were engrossed in conversation, still reveling in the joy of incoming money, they hadn’t noticed a slurry truck wobbling its way toward them from afar.

”What a strange smell?”

Even before it got close, the pungent odor had already reached the two’s noses.

Gao Cuixia tightly covered her nose with her hand, turned around, and saw a slurry truck swaying left to right as it approached up the mountain.

”What bad luck.”

She cursed, pulling her daughter toward the guardrail for safety.

Once settled, they looked at the truck with faces full of disgust, planning to move only after it passed.

The slurry truck came closer and closer, reaching a point not far from them.

Suddenly.

With a ”bang,” one of the truck’s front tires burst.

The overloaded slurry truck, struggling up the mountain, took a sudden turn toward Gao Cuixia and Mr. Fan.

The two, who moments ago were so full of themselves, were now paralyzed with fear, unable to move a muscle.

”No, don’t involve me in your death wish, I’m just a manure driver, what do you want with me!”

The slurry truck driver was also drenched in cold sweat, frantically hitting the brakes, trying to swivel the truck away.

Just as it seemed he might succeed, before the driver could rejoice, he saw Gao Cuixia take two steps forward, cursing furiously: ”You can’t see the road while driving? Even animals know how to look straight...”

Before she could finish, the driver’s foot slipped a bit off the brake, his face exaggerated with effort, though he seemed to roar loudly, it was barely audible, like a mosquito:

”Why is my leg numb? Oh no, someone up ahead, get out of the way.”

The next moment.

Gao Cuixia’s face dramatically changed.

The truck driver hadn’t intended to take anyone’s life, but things didn’t go as hoped.

The slurry truck was close to stopping when the tank suddenly swung out due to inertia, charging straight toward Gao Cuixia and her daughter with immense force.

With so little distance, such speed, by the time they reacted, it was already too late.

”Bang!”

Before the tank could hit them, it was already pushed open by a massive buildup of methane.

In an instant.

The tank smashed down on them, with countless yellow-white matter splattering all over their heads.

Gao Cuixia and Mr. Fan were stunned, wanting to dodge, but it was far too late.

At this time, Ning An arrived not far away, his live streaming equipment capturing every detail clearly.

”Good god, grossed me out! I can feel the suffocation from behind the screen.”

”Is this even a domestic live stream? What am I supposed to do now, I was eating lunch—my bamboo leaf rice just came back up.”

”Does anyone know whose manure this truck was carrying? It’s all bubbling, soupy and rich...”

”Bro, don’t make me sick, ugh...”

Through the screen, the live stream audience felt extremely nauseated, unable to hold back their retching.

Not to mention the on-scene incense burners, all holding their noses, their faces twisted in disgust.

Some couldn’t hold back and bent over to vomit; both the visual and olfactory experiences had pushed them to their limits.