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Zhong Kui's Diary
Damn, I followed the wrong person. Yang Guo'er's earlier words popped into my mind. Both Jin Zhenzhong and Jin Xinghua drove Benz cars. We went to track Li Chao, and unfortunately, this Jin Xinghua also came out driving. No wonder Fatty had no signal in the car; Qinghu District and Yuhua District are completely in different directions.
"Thirty-two dollars and sixty cents, plus two dollars for fuel tax, a total of thirty-five dollars." The driver parked the car and turned to say.
I took out a fifty-dollar bill and handed it to him, watching as Jin Xinghua pressed a few numbers at the entrance of the stairwell of that building. The door opened, and Jin Xinghua slipped inside.
I didn’t wait for the driver to give me change; I opened the car door and quickly walked toward the building. The door had already closed, and Jin Xinghua had entered the elevator. The elevator numbers were jumping, but I couldn’t see them clearly.
"Fatty, come here!" I shouted loudly.
"Coming, coming!" Ding Fatty rushed over with a suitcase. "What? Do you want me to break down this door?"
"Can you see what floor the elevator is on? The first elevator by the entrance," I pointed to the inside elevator and called out. Fatty has good eyesight; he should be able to see clearly.
Fatty leaned against the iron gate, squinting to look.
"What? You can't see clearly either?" I was a bit skeptical; I could vaguely see the red numbers but just couldn't make out which floor it was.
"Of course not! It's still moving; how would I know what floor it is? Am I supposed to report to you one floor at a time?" Fatty retorted angrily.
That made sense; I fell silent. After a moment, Fatty said, "Twenty-five, it hasn't moved; looks like it's on the twenty-fifth floor!"
I stepped back into the garden and squinted up at the building. It seemed to have about thirty floors. Judging by the layout, it was probably four units per floor, meaning there were four households on each level.
"How about it? Should we head back? We've got the wrong person!" Fatty said, walking over to me while holding the Receiver.
"Since we're already here, let's take a look. After all, this Jin Xinghua is a bit peculiar!" I said, recalling my conversation with Lingfeng during our late-night snack. Old Man Jin's sudden death was most beneficial for him.
"We can't even get in, and even if we did, we wouldn't know which room on the fifth floor he went to," Fatty laughed. "With this Kung Fu, it would be better to go home and chat with Guo'er."
"Let's find someone to ask about the situation!" I called out to Fatty as we headed toward the District Entrance.
"Are you planning to ask the property manager? What authority do you have? Are you a police officer or a People's Liberation Army Uncle?" Fatty scoffed at me. "Why would they tell you anything?"
"You don't necessarily have to ask the property management," I chuckled, casually looking for a Real Estate Agent at the District Entrance. As soon as I approached their door, a young man in a white shirt and black trousers quickly walked out.
"Sir, my name is Yue Xuanmin. Are you looking to buy a house?" Wow, this guy is a rookie. If he were more experienced, he would have asked what size house I needed.
"Yes, I'm looking to buy a place for my wedding. My family is willing to cover the down payment, so I'm just here to take a look!" A few words had this novice grinning from ear to ear as he immediately led me into the district.
"This building has good lighting!" I deliberately pointed at another building and said to Fatty, "What do you think, Fatty?"
Fatty, furious, raised his fist at me but saw Yue Xuanmin turn around and reluctantly complied, pointing at the building where Jin Xinghua had entered and seriously saying, "Yeah, both of these buildings have decent lighting!"
"This is Jupiter Pavilion; this is Jupiter Pavilion!" Yue Xuanmin introduced cheerfully.
"Let's go with Jupiter Pavilion then; I lack metal in my five elements. Do you have any apartments on the twenty-fifth floor? Twenty-five is my lucky number." It's quite common for people buying houses to consider feng shui, so Yue Xuanmin didn't doubt me at all; instead, he seemed very interested and asked, "Boss, do you study feng shui?"
"Just a little bit!"
"I think, Jupiter Pavilion on the twenty-fifth floor doesn't seem to have any units for sale! Do you have any other lucky numbers?" Yue Xuanmin thought for a moment and finally confirmed his answer.
"Do you know who lives on this floor? What if they want to sell now?" I was well aware that the threshold for all residents in the area had been trampled by these real estate agents; they certainly knew the situation. Even newcomers would have memorized this information from the company's database.
Yue Xuanmin laughed and said, "One of the owners specializes in real estate investment. The current price increase hasn't met his expectations, so he doesn't want to sell at all. He rented it to a handsome guy for online shopping. Like you, he gathered enough for a down payment to buy it as a new home for marriage, so he won't sell either. Hehe, I'll be honest with you; don't go around casually. There’s a beautiful woman living inside. I suspect she’s being kept as a Mistress, never goes to work, rarely even leaves her apartment, and never opens the door when we visit."
Hmm, could this be that woman's place? Jin Xinghua was originally a playboy, so keeping a mistress in a golden house would be too normal for him.
As for who Yue Xuanmin and I lived with, I didn't catch any of that. I chatted casually with Yue Xuanmin for a bit and then pretended to ask him for a business card before letting him leave.
"It should be right!" I said with a smile after Yue Xuanmin was out of sight.
Fatty stared at me in disbelief: "Bro, there are only four households on the twenty-fifth floor. How much Kung Fu can we really get by knocking on doors one by one?"
Damn, I'm not going into battle without assurance. Just as I was about to explain my reasoning to him, there was a loud crash from the stairwell, as if something heavy had fallen from above.
At that moment, the stairwell door opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out, seemingly terrified by something she saw, letting out a piercing scream. Fatty and I exchanged glances and walked over.
Before we reached her, the middle-aged woman screamed at us: "You need to come quickly!" After just a couple of sentences, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the ground, supporting herself as she began to vomit.
As I approached, I finally saw what had fallen: it was a person—a woman—wearing black pants and a white shirt with an apron over it. She lay face down on the ground, with purple-black veins protruding from her exposed skin, and there was a splatter of blood on the floor.
"Call the police!" I shouted to Fatty, then went over to help the middle-aged woman up and guided her to sit on a nearby bench. I checked myself but found no tissues and asked her, "Do you have any tissues?"
The middle-aged woman pointed at her bag, her lips Trembleing without words. I opened her bag, took out a pack of tissues, tore one off and handed it to her while patting her back and offering some comforting words before turning back to assess the scene.
At this moment, Fatty had already finished his call and stood beside me, whispering, "Ghost Brother, don't you think this apron looks familiar?"
I was taken aback and examined it closely. The woman was wearing an apron with a white base and golden edges. It did look somewhat familiar. I must have seen it recently. Right, isn't this the maid outfit from the Jin Family? I exchanged a glance with Fatty, both of us somewhat shocked.
Peach? Could this woman be Peach?
More and more people gathered at the staircase, and a few minutes later, some police officers arrived. When the officers turned the deceased over, I finally saw the victim's face. Although it was covered in purple veins, I still recognized her; it was indeed Peach.
The real estate agent Yue Xuanmin had somehow appeared beside me. When he saw me looking at him, he sighed, knowing that for at least a month, the entire Yuhua Star City’s second-hand housing market would be affected, and I would definitely not be able to buy a house here anymore.
"Isn't the layout facing this way?" I suddenly asked.
Yue Xuanmin paused for a moment before hesitantly replying, "Yes! That's right! Both 4 and this one are facing this way."
Could this be related to Jin Xinghua? My mind raced. First, Old Man Jin's sudden death would benefit him the most. Second, he could walk from Li Chao's room to the hall without attracting the attention of the bodyguards. Finally, and most importantly, he appeared in this area just as Peach jumped off to end her life.
Before I could think further, Fatty elbowed me. I looked at him in confusion.
Fatty pointed towards the distance with his chin. Following his gaze, I saw Jin Xinghua hurriedly coming out of the stairwell. Upon noticing such a large crowd gathered there, he glanced around but didn’t stop for a moment; he headed straight to his car and quickly drove away.
"Let's go up and take a look." Now that the entrance to the stairwell was crowded with onlookers, the door couldn’t close at all, making it convenient for us—those without access cards—to enter.
As we stepped into the elevator area, I paused for a moment and said, "Fatty, you wait for me downstairs; I'll go up and take a look!"
"Damn! How can I let you go alone into danger!" Fatty became agitated upon hearing this and stepped forward to block my way.
"I am a once-in-a-thousand-years Yin-Yang Physique. What about you? A once-in-a-thousand-years piece of fatty meat!" I laughed, feeling a warmth in my heart. "Don't worry, whether it's a person or a ghost, they can't do anything to me!"
Fatty just refused to back down, looking like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.
"Alright, let's go together! Damn, don't wet your Pants later!" I scolded.
"Don't mention it. I wet my Pants yesterday. In the past, I could urinate three yards against the wind; now, I wet my shoes with the wind..."
...
When we reached the fifth floor, I suddenly thought of how Taozi and Jin Yang had mysteriously disappeared. They must have been taken by a ghost. Therefore, this place should have a ghost residing here, and that ghost was likely the woman from the real estate agency, Jin Xinghua, who must be in cahoots with this ghost.
Suddenly, everything became clear in my mind. The moment Jin Yang went missing was when Jin Xinghua suddenly pointed at the curtains to divert our attention, and then Jin Yang was taken away.
As I was about to meet the ghost, I couldn't help but feel anxious. I took out the Willow Leaf, activated my Yin-Yang Eye, took a deep breath, gave Fatty a few instructions, and pressed the doorbell.
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