Chapter 192: 123, teasing Chen Shanhe! Refresh to reveal a bizarre new piece of information!_3

With his own identity, he opened a guesthouse.

After a simple wash, Lin Mo turned on the Deep Web and began creating a new identity once again.

It might not be necessary to use it, but it was better to prepare it in advance.

Moreover, after this time, Lin Mo realized that having a virtual identity made everything extremely convenient.

It could not only confound Chen Shanhe’s senses, reducing the chance of his true identity being discovered, but it also allowed him to appear and disappear without anyone being the wiser. And when he disappeared, he left no trace; no matter how much one searched, it was impossible to find any clues.

At the same time,

Lin Mo also received a polite reply from Chen Shanhe through the software downloaded from the Deep Web. The other party stated that he would complete all the refunds for the halted construction project within 48 hours and compensate the homeowners with an annual interest rate of 4.9% as requested.

After that, Chen Shanhe also threatened him, saying it would be best if he kept his promise and released Chen Kainan immediately after 48 hours.

Release? Just… release?

Lin Mo couldn’t help but want to laugh as he read Chen Shanhe’s reply.

He seemed to never have said that he would release Chen Kainan, had he?

The game had just begun, issuing refunds to all the home buyers was only the first step!

Release Chen Kainan?

It was absolutely impossible!

Lin Mo didn’t reply to the message, he just glanced at it and turned off the software. He continued to work on creating new identities on the Deep Web and then started looking up information related to renting houses.

Every identity should have a corresponding address, and besides that, a corresponding means of transportation.

Although the identities were fake, each one should be an impeccable ‘real person’!

Strive for perfection! Make it convincing!

In that way, Lin Mo alone was like a vast, mysterious organization!

…..

After busying himself with his work, it was already past seven in the evening.

Lin Mo stretched his limbs, then went out and found a small shop to casually eat something.

Lacking any other plans afterward, Lin Mo decided to stroll around the nearby ancient market.

And he sent a video message to his wife.

No one ever complained about having too much money; Lin Mo was the same.

Moreover, the money in his hands wasn’t considered too much. You must know that the things inside the Deep Web are very expensive, but because they are expensive, they are very effective!

For example, forging an identity without any flaws often cost over five million, even more!

But Lin Mo felt the money was well spent.

Besides the Deep Web expenses, the cost of imported medicines at home, building costs, and Zhang Li’s hospitalization fees were all fixed daily expenses.

Speaking of which,

when Song Xuyan called to ask him for money a few days ago, he even made a point of telling him that Zhang Li was about to wake up and should be home in time for the New Year.

As for why Lin Mo always went to the antique market instead of places like lottery stores?

Don’t even mention it.

Lin Mo had once gotten a winning lottery number, but after he bought several hundred yuan’s worth of tickets, he didn’t win a thing!

The weirdest part was that the person who won was the same person previously mentioned in the Intelligence System.

From that day on, Lin Mo gave up on the lottery.

And the lottery shops he used to have?

Not even dogs would open them!

To tell you the truth, even the Intelligence System can’t beat the lottery centers!

The video call Lin Mo sent to Li Jinwen was quickly answered.

After returning to the countryside, Li Jinwen’s way of dressing gradually adapted to local customs.

She was practically never out of her pajamas 24 hours a day.

At this time, the family was all sitting in the living room, keeping warm and watching TV, chatting together.

Lin Mo joked with a smile, “Dad, did a lot of relatives visit our home today?”

“Not too many, a big piece of news only lasts for three days. Seems like when they saw we didn’t have much to offer, they stopped coming. What about you, are you done with your work? When are you planning to return?” Lin Changshui replied with a smile.

“I should be busy for a few more days, but I’ll definitely be back before the New Year,” Lin Mo continued to ask, “Is there anything the family is lacking? I’ll buy it here and send it directly.”

“We’re not lacking anything, nothing at all. We just want you to come back soon; it’s nearly New Year’s after all.” This time, his mother Xu Qin spoke.

“Alright, alright, Mum, I’ll be back once I’m done with my work, definitely before the rush.”

“Remember to wear more clothes. I heard it snowed in Rakshasa City the other day; it doesn’t snow there often.”

“Yeah, look, I’m wearing a lot, nice and warm,” Lin Mo responded.

“Daddy~~~~ I miss you, you must come back soon~~~”

“Sure thing, Xiaoxiao, you have to be good and not cause trouble while I’m not there, understand?”

“Xiaoxiao has been good!”

“That’s great, I’ll bring you a gift when I come back!”

“Yay~~!!”

“Mo, with me, your mother-in-law, and Jin Wen at home, there’s nothing to worry about. You just take care of your things outside,” his father reassured.

“Alright, Dad, I really appreciate you and Mum taking the time to help out during this period.”

“What are you talking about, silly boy? What trouble can there be among family members?”

“Exactly, husband, don’t say such alienating things in the future!”

“Yeah… by the way, how’s Siyu doing?”

“She’s gotten much better. Sometimes she suddenly becomes lucid for a moment, speaking a few words. Director Song also frequently calls to inquire about her condition, saying she’s waiting for an opportunity and that she might recover during the excitement of the New Year festivities!”

“That’s good to hear!”

After chatting for a while longer, Lin Mo hung up the phone.

While aimlessly wandering around the antique market, his mind was contemplating Lin Siyu’s situation.