bioinnovel Chapter 587 Uncle: What do you mean by "the deceased paid online"?!
Chapter 587 Uncle: What do you mean by "the deceased paid online"?!
After confirming his location, Riley took out the silly girl and started syncing the time online to determine which point in time he had returned to, while looking down at himself.
Zhou Hao's kick was so sudden that he was still wearing the tattered "beggar's clothes" that had been worn out during the intense battle.
Fortunately, the symbiote also returned to this world with Riley. With just a thought from Riley, the symbiote understood and, in a rapid process of covering and wriggling, transformed into a set of ordinary, loose-fitting casual clothes.
He walked along the stone path, his steps so light that he couldn't even hear the sound of his shoes rubbing against the ground.
But with each step he took, his heart pounded harder.
He had visited this cemetery countless times in his dreams.
Every time, it's the same stone path, the same pine and cypress trees, and the same gold-plated inscription.
But whenever he dreams of walking up to that tombstone, just as he's about to crouch down and take a look, recalling the person's face and voice on the tombstone, he suddenly wakes up. Even if he falls asleep again immediately, he can't continue the dream.
Even now, though he is grounded and knows in his heart that this is not a dream, Riley still has a sense of unease and unreality.
As Riley walked along, the familiar yet long-lost scene triggered an instinctive turn around a corner. Then, in a small supermarket run by an elderly woman with white hair, he picked out a bunch of fresh white chrysanthemums, bought some fruit, and was about to pay when he suddenly stopped, a look of embarrassment on his face.
Indeed, after partnering with District 13 and receiving sponsorship from two major financial backers, Osborn Corporation and Stark Industries, Riley possessed immense financial power, buying things entirely according to his whims without ever having to worry about prices...
But that only applies to the universe where "Rie Parker" exists.
As a "deceased" who has returned to his hometown, he is now not only an "illegal resident," but even the banknotes he always carried for emergencies have been damaged in the previous battle and are now tattered and unusable.
The only saving grace is that, compared to the "Rie Parker" universe still in 2009, my hometown has already experienced an explosive growth in online payments, and QR code payments have become the norm.
This prompted Riley to briefly consider his options. He then tried using the internet to download Alipay and logged into his account from his previous life. After a series of actions, and passing what was less a human-to-human verification test and more a user-torture test, he finally completed the payment, upholding the bottom line of not taking a single penny from ordinary people.
However, what Riley didn't know was...
The moment he completed the payment, the payment system also automatically sent a payment notification to another mobile phone number linked to the account.
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Zhang Jianguo is still praised as a "living legend" in his hometown village.
He rose through the ranks from a rural background through his own abilities. He spent most of his life in criminal investigation, working his way up from a grassroots police officer to the deputy director of the provincial public security department in charge of drug enforcement. His personally trained apprentices are now spread across various anti-drug squads nationwide.
Among them, Peng Jinghui was his most prized and most troublesome student.
He personally rescued the child from the fire and raised him as his own son.
The only bloodline left behind by the late comrade-in-arms Peng Zhiyong in this world.
He thought that with his current achievements, raising the child safely and ensuring his lifelong well-being would not be a problem.
But Zhang Jianguo underestimated the boy's abilities, and he never expected that this seemingly honest little guy would be as stubborn as his father. Despite repeated warnings and explicit prohibitions, he still secretly applied to the police academy, personally reviving his father's long-dormant police siren.
Furthermore, during a crucial cross-border joint law enforcement operation, he risked his life to cover his comrades' retreat while providing a wealth of vital intelligence. This enabled the operation to completely dismantle a long-standing drug trafficking ring with minimal casualties!
But this is not what Zhang Jianguo wanted to see.
What he wanted to see was not some glorious hero who sacrificed himself, but a good, living child who could rely on him for everything and live out the rest of his life peacefully.
But just like when he rescued the child's parents, he arrived too late again.
They worked so hard for so many years, and although they successfully avenged their old comrade, they couldn't even protect the last trace of their old comrade's bloodline...
What exactly were they protecting...?
So much so that at the memorial service held that year, standing in front of the transparent coffin, looking at the young man lying inside with his eyes closed as if he were fast asleep.
These stern, unsmiling men, who seemed untouched by hardship, lay on the coffin lid, weeping so hard they nearly fainted, as if their souls had been ripped away.
Even after all these years, Zhang Jianguo and his comrades still feel a deep sense of guilt and self-reproach every time they visit the martyrs' cemetery to sweep the graves. They even wish that they, these old men with one foot in the grave, could die in that child's place!
It was from that time on that Zhang Jianguo developed a habit.
He linked his own mobile phone number to Peng Jinghui's pre-death payment account. He deposited a sum of money into it every month and never withdrew it.
The amount was just right, exactly the amount of living expenses Peng Jinghui had for a month when he was in school.
But he never mentioned it to anyone, not even his old comrades-in-arms.
He simply felt that it was one of the few pieces of evidence that Peng Jinghui had truly lived in this world.
If it gets cancelled and becomes an empty number, or if it's randomly selected and activated by a stranger, then even the last glimmer of hope will be gone.
On the contrary, having a fixed amount of living expenses deposited into his account every month gives him the illusion that the brat is still alive and well, still obediently studying. It's just that, like other young people, he doesn't like to message his elders…
That's why, when he was sitting in his office approving documents as usual, his phone screen suddenly lit up with a payment notification. He glanced at it casually, saw the last four digits of the account number, and froze in his chair.
After a brief silence, his lips twitched slightly, and he burst into laughter in anger.
Whether it's telecom fraud or the dirty tricks within banks...
Money can still be deducted from a dead person's account...
These sons of bitches, of all people to fool, they had to pick on a fallen narcotics officer? Do they really think everyone in the world has forgotten these heroes?!
His face turned ashen as he grabbed his phone, ready to make a call.
As the deputy director of the provincial department, he has plenty of channels to make these fools who are courting death pay a heavy price!
Until he saw the recipient's name.
In the past, when he and his comrades took the child to the martyrs' cemetery to sweep the tombs, they would deliberately take a longer route to buy the necessary items there.
Because the old man's children, and even his long-time spouse, are all now resting in this cemetery.
Therefore, people who know about this old lady's family situation will use this method to take care of her as much as possible without hurting her dignity.
That's why, when he saw the familiar name of the payee, most of his anger dissipated.
If someone truly misappropriated the deceased's money maliciously, they wouldn't have only swindled such a small amount.
It's even less likely that they would choose to go to this place specifically to buy things, instead of going to a store that has a more convenient location and a larger scale.
Now, besides Zhang Weiguo himself, only its original owner can use this account.
Doesn't that mean the person who executed this payment was...?!