Other methods might involve analysis and deduction, but manipulating someone using connections is pure speculation without any evidence.
And the speculation is wrong.
Cai Zhijian wasn't manipulating others like puppets; he was making them perform the same actions as him.
Chu Ge actually felt quite embarrassed, thinking Qiu Qiu was laughing at him, so he added, "My suspicion that you have a problem is just speculation, I have no evidence, but I can be sure that if it were you, the incident would definitely have happened while Lao Zhu was hospitalized."
Cai Zhijian coldly asked, "Why?"
"Now is the best opportunity. Lao Zhu suffered mental trauma first, which could easily mislead the police and doctors into believing it was caused by mental problems. If Lao Zhu hadn't been injured and the incident happened inexplicably, the police would have investigated everyone around him relentlessly. Lin Wuyang's ability to get the truth out of people is no secret, and he might have slipped up."
Cai Zhijian smiled sarcastically, "His injuries didn't heal in just a few days, you..." "Are you expecting me to squat next to you every day, following you to the toilet?"
"With us and Du Lianfeng involved in this, the police might think there's some kind of supernatural influence rather than a mental issue. You need another scapegoat. Du Lianfeng's group's flight is at 7:00... Frame them for killing someone and then escaping on the plane during this time; that's the best way to mislead them. Once this opportunity is gone, there won't be such a good scapegoat." Cai Zhijian was silent for a moment: "Impressive. I just subconsciously felt this was the last chance, but I didn't expect that in the eyes of those with ulterior motives, it was practically a pre-arranged time..." Zhu Mengmeng looked at Cai Zhijian in disbelief, her hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly, her body trembling.
Cai Zhijian sighed deeply: "Chu Ge, why bother? I've treated you well, haven't I? And you've done the same for me, I've been practically offering you free lunches... We could have worked together perfectly well, don't you really want to adapt the copyright?"
"I do, I dream about it," Chu Ge said slowly, "but I want peace of mind, even if I can't adapt it in this lifetime."
Cai Zhijian said coldly: "Someone as smart as you, yet you have such a foolish insistence... peace of mind? Heh..."
"Cai! Zhi! Jian!" Zhu Mengmeng suddenly jumped up in a rage, interrupting him: "What has my family done to wrong you that you'd do this! Just for that mine? If we had lived a good life, that mine would have been yours anyway!"
"Now you're selling it, aren't you?"
"You already..." "Cai Zhijian interrupted calmly, "I married you. Even though he had no male heir, he still didn't make me take responsibility. I knew then that as long as he was alive, he was his. Who knows when he'd become mine?" Zhu Mengmeng said incredulously, "So you lost interest in living with me and started going out and having fun?"
"Actually, I don't really like having fun," Cai Zhijian said. "I only have fun to lower his guard, to make him think I'm not interested in your family's things. He knows he even helped me start the film company. Why choose a film company? The world is full of temptations. This is a test for him, but it's an interesting test. I don't know if he wants to see me having fun or not." Zhu Mengmeng looked at her father.
Old Zhu, who had always felt like a puppet being manipulated, leaned quietly against the headboard, his eyes somewhat profound: "I was testing you, but as Mengmeng's father, of course I hoped to see no manipulation. Unfortunately, your dark mind has led you down a completely opposite path, actually thinking that manipulation is the only way to dispel my suspicions… To be honest, I only just realized you could think like that, ha… Even if I dislike my son-in-law, what suspicion could I possibly have!"
He shook his head, sighing deeply: "The difference in thinking between people is truly greater than the difference between thinking between people and dogs."
Cai Zhijian Unmoved, Cai Zhijian said, "It makes no difference. No matter what I do, you won't hand over the mine to me."
Old Zhu asked, "Is it because of the mine's spiritual energy, or its industrial value?"
"Both," Cai Zhijian replied calmly. "I'm also an ability user. I also want more spiritual energy… It's laughable that you have such a treasure trove, yet you haven't properly explored it. You're just treating it like a purple clay mine, even making teapots to sell. It's ridiculous."
"The ridiculous one is you," Old Zhu said slowly. "That mine doesn't even have a so-called source of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy is gradually dissipating; it'll be gone in a few years…"
Cai Zhijian's expression finally changed.
He hadn't been standing here chatting for so long.
He was trying his best to control the connections between everyone around him, creating an opportunity to escape.
At this moment, he suddenly rushed out. Everyone in the room, including Old Zhu and his daughter, and the bodyguards blocking the door, fell in the direction he ran, like a field of wheat being cut down.
Cai Zhijian seized the opportunity to squeeze out and flee.
However, Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji remained unmoved, coldly watching him run away. Suddenly, Chu Ge flashed forward, blocking the stairwell.
Cai Zhijian gritted his teeth, pressed down on the windowsill beside the stairwell, and was about to jump out.
But suddenly, he stumbled strangely, his whole body slamming against the windowsill with a "bang." The immense momentum propelled his upper body forward, almost causing him to burst out of the window.
What happened?
Cai Zhijian looked back in horror, only to see Zhu Mengmeng jumping up like a madwoman, waving her arms and legs wildly in front of everyone, crying and cursing, "You pulled on other people's strings! You pulled on other people's strings! Cut them all! Cut your strings, waaaah!"
It's like pulling on someone in a tug-of-war; when the strings suddenly snap, the force naturally causes him to fall forward…
Others can't even see these strings, let alone exert any influence on them, but his own wife can see them.
Not only can she see them, she can cut them.
A thought suddenly crossed Chu Ge's mind... these two are naturally incompatible, one controls the lines, the other cuts them...
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt something was off. He realized he didn't seem to recognize Cai Zhijian anymore... Who the hell is this guy? Why did I block him?
Even Cai Zhijian's figure started to blur slightly.
Chu Ge's heart skipped a beat. Before he could figure out why, Qiu Wuji swiftly stopped Zhu Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, don't cut anymore! You'll kill him!"
Zhu Mengmeng cried breathlessly: "How is cutting a few lines killing him? It would be better if I really killed him!"
Qiu Wuji looked at Zhu Mengmeng's hands with some amazement and said softly, "If you keep cutting, all his connections in this world will be severed. He'll be a non-existent person... I don't know if this will lead to a real death, but it might lead to a social death. All the acquaintances will forget him; they won't remember him."
Zhu Mengmeng even forgot to cry, staring blankly at her hands.
"If we take it a step further... Mengmeng, you're severing causality." Qiu Wuji felt a surge of excitement, murmuring, "This is the power of immortals and gods." Zhu Mengmeng's lips twitched slightly, and she murmured, "Then... let's forget it..." Chu Ge picked up his phone: "Wuyang, a concerned citizen called the police..." Lin Wuyang: "Damn it, I finally got a day off!" Chu Ge, reflecting on the couple's puppet show and their attempt to sever causality, sighed, "Don't give up, this will definitely make your trip worthwhile."