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Chapter 67 67. Fake Number
"Wait, I don't understand?"

Jiang Jianxin said with a look of surprise and bewilderment on her face, she stretched out her two hands and gestured.

"Why have you been in a madhouse all this time?"

"Who else...who died?"

Zuo Siquan sobbed and explained with sobs:
"The little building I've been staying in is actually located in the insane asylum."

"And when I went out, I heard the people in the asylum discussing that you were dead and had been dismembered into pieces and fed to stray dogs."

Jiang Jianxin sat there motionless, as if frozen in time.

She could figure out why the small building was located in a mental hospital. After all, there was a famous theory called "the darkest place is under the lamp", which meant that the most dangerous place was often the safest.

What she couldn't understand was the next sentence - the foresight expert who had just amazed her... the girl who had planned everything perfectly... had met her own end so abruptly.

She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was.

After a while, Jiang Jianxin managed to utter:
"Are you sure... that the sage was really eaten in the end?"

Zuo Siquan wiped away his tears and looked at her:

"According to what I saw, the sage did die in the asylum. But in fact, on the day I escaped from the asylum and, relying on my talent of [Great Dreams], joined the Chaos faction's neutral faction, the Dream Makers, I received a letter signed by 'Precognition'."

Jiang Jianxin stared at her closely and asked anxiously:
"What did she tell you in the letter?"

Zuo Siquan sniffed and felt much better.

"The sage in the letter told me that we will meet again in the distant future, and how I should get along with you when we meet again."

"At the end of the letter, she drew a ferocious wolf with bared fangs and claws, and added the following message: 'I will definitely come back!'"

Jiang Jianxin: “…”

She coughed and finally felt relieved.

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, so she felt that the predictor could not die so easily.

She also has a grand plan and a chess game set in the future.

Even if he dies, he should be a strategist who puts himself in the game, sacrifices himself as a chess piece, and advances directly.

Jiang Jianxin breathed a sigh of relief and went to the bathroom to find a broom and a file. He swept up the broken pieces of the celadon cup and dumped them into the trash can.

After doing all this, she also began to ask about her own business:
"Speaking of which...I have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Zuo Siquan wiped away his tears with a tissue and said seriously:
"Sage, you say it, and I promise to do it!"

"I want you to give me the whole fake number."

"..."

Zuo Siquan was a little stunned. She asked cautiously:

"Sir, are you talking about the Ping An Forum? I remember that one real-name authentication on the forum allowed multiple accounts to be opened."

"How did you..."

——Why did you use a fake account?
Jiang Jianxin took a sip of tea, and Yin Ju's deep look came to his mind. He imitated his old cadre tone and said:
"This matter is very complicated... You won't understand even if I explain it to you. Anyway, I really need a fake account right now."

Perhaps because of her reputation as a former sage, Zuo Siquan didn't question it too much. After all, smart people always have some eccentric behaviors. She began to ponder which of her colleagues at the Dream Pavilion could create a fake account.

The answer to this question almost flashed through my mind.

"Sir, I have a colleague who is known as a 'professional counterfeiter'. He should be able to provide what you want."

Jiang Jianxin became excited and said happily:

"Does your colleague have WeChat? Send me a message and I'll ask him."

After a while, Zuo Siquan added her WeChat and pushed this colleague over.

Jiang Jianxin took a look and found that the profile picture of this professional counterfeiter was a photo of a smiling young man in a gray robe and a fathead fish.

The young man made a "yeah" gesture with his hand, and his whole body exuded a unique and ethereal aura.

The more Jiang Jianxin looked at him, the more familiar he seemed to him. He stared at the portrait for a long time and suddenly remembered - the young man who rode a big fish and carried the people from the mental hospital to chase Shen Ye that day seemed to be him?

Jiang Jianxin shuddered, frowned, and asked Zuo Siquan:
"Does your colleague have a close relationship with the asylum? I've seen him flying through the sky on a fish with people from the asylum."

Zuo Siquan waved his hand and said:

"Dream Pavilion has cooperated with many forces, including the Madhouse, but this cooperation is very shallow, limited to the regular sale of Dream Pavilion products."

"My colleague is in charge of selling merchandise for the asylum. He has a big fish that flies very fast and is available for long-term rental. The asylum often rents his fish when they are on missions far away."

"His relationship with the asylum ends there, and there is no deeper connection."

Jiang Jianxin nodded, feeling slightly relieved. She opened the chat box with the fathead fish youth, thought for a while, and asked Zuo Siquan:
"What's the name of your colleague? How should I address him?"

Zuo Siquan replied:
"His name is Wen Yu, nicknamed 'Outlaw', and his talent is at the Visionary level. I don't know the details, so just ask him directly if you can create a fake account. He likes straightforward people."

Jiang Jianxin started typing quickly as Zuo Siquan instructed.

[Jiang Jianxin]: Hello, Mr. Outlaw, do you accept orders for fake accounts?
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the fathead fish young man slowly replied to the message.

[Wen Yu]: Fool dear, didn't the Fool Society give you all the fake accounts from last time? [Confused little yellow face]

[Wen Yu]: Could it be that a new member has recently arrived and needs a fake account? [Looking forward to the little yellow face]

Jiang Jianxin was stunned for a moment.

The other party seemed to have misunderstood her meaning and took her as a member of the Fool's Society... But the Fool's Society was purchasing fake accounts in bulk?
What a strange behavior.

Jiang Jianxin was confused and anxious to get a fake account to fool the War Alliance, so he replied:
[Jiang Jianxin]: You misunderstood. I am not a member of the Fool's Society. I am a member of another force and I want to purchase a fake account from you.

The person on the other end paused and sent an emoji of a pufferfish bowing.

[Wen Yu]: I'm really sorry, dear. Since the fake account service was launched, only the Fool's Society has ordered it, so I mistook you for a member of their group [crying little yellow face] [guilty little yellow face]

Jiang Jianxin looked at the fathead fish youth's answer, which sounded like customer service, and said, "It's okay."

The person on the other end sent an emoji of a fathead fish giving flowers, and then typed.

[Wen Yu]: Dear, I can order a fake account. You can tell me in detail your requirements for the fake account.

Jiang Jianxin thought about it, and gave Wen Yu a brief description, and finally added the most important and most concerned sentence:
[Jiang Jianxin]: Is the security of your fake account guaranteed? Will it be discovered by the TV station?

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