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Zhong Kui's Diary
"Steal a key?" I repeated skeptically, "Is it really that simple?"
"Yes, just steal a key," Isolated from the World replied with a smile. "But let me warn you, stealing this key is quite difficult."
"Oh? Then you tell me the difficulty!" I thought Isolated from the World was joking again. Talking to this guy was mostly nonsense. It's just a key, not stealing an airplane—how hard could it be?
"This is not an ordinary key; in fact, you couldn't even replicate it if you had it!" Isolated from the World became serious again.
"Oh?" I remained noncommittal.
"It seems you don't believe me. Have you ever seen a key that's one meter long and weighs two hundred thirty pounds?" Isolated from the World paused before continuing, "Moreover, a regular key has two sides and is shaped like a '1'. A more complex Security Door might have four sides and be shaped like a 'T', but this key has eight sides and is shaped like an 'X'. Each side has grooves and contains dozens of uniquely shaped pins... The value of this key alone is in the hundreds of thousands, and that's in euros!"
I felt like cursing; is that even a key? Forget stealing it; I wouldn't even be able to carry it away if I tried to take it by force. Am I supposed to hang it on my belt?
"Alright, I admit stealing this key is quite challenging," I said with a bitter smile.
"Don't rush; I'm not done yet." Isolated from the World actually cleared his throat. "If it were just that, it wouldn't be called difficult. The problem is that this key is kept in a special location, covered by a Glass Case that can only be opened with Xu Qingyu's right hand palm print and fingerprint. By the way, this Glass Case can withstand attacks from a Rocket Launcher."
"You might as well get me a gun; I think using a gun against his head would have a better chance of success," I complained.
"Xu Qingyu is just the keeper of the key. Some things are more important to him than his life. Even if you kill him and cut off his hand, it won't help; there's a microchip implanted in his brain. If he dies, the chip will send out a signal, and those people will receive an alert."
"Those people?" I asked suspiciously. "Who are they? And where exactly is this special location?"
"Don't make yourself sound like you're asking a hundred thousand questions. First, get Xu Qingyu's fingerprint—remember, it's the entire palm print of his right hand, including both palm and fingerprint patterns. Do your job well in this shady profession; I have high hopes for you." With that, Isolated from the World hung up.
Things were getting more complicated. What did this key mean? From Isolated from the World's description, this giant key probably opened an exceptionally large Portal.
There were two paths ahead: the first path was to wait for Lingfeng to give me the address and then check one by one; as long as I rescued Yang Guo'er, all of Isolated from the World's threats would be meaningless. The second path was to believe Isolated from the World and steal the key, waiting for them to release Yang Guo'er afterward.
Both paths seemed to lead to reuniting with Guo'er, but upon closer examination, neither was very reliable. Lingfeng also knew that if the university president only had one or two properties, it would be an insult to the profession of being a president; checking might not even lead to finding Guo'er's location. As for Isolated from the World, things were even more uncertain—there might even be murder involved to silence witnesses.
Should we proceed with both sides at the same time?
After much hesitation, I surprisingly fell asleep.
The second message from Lingfeng listed the property addresses of the five principals. Wow, one of the Principals has nine properties, not including those that were not discovered. The others also had a considerable number, each with three or four. I did a quick calculation: one times three is three, two times three is six; one times four is four, two times four is eight. These five individuals actually own twenty-three properties. For the first time, I felt that scamming was not just a mental exercise but also a physical one.
I called Fatty and asked him to wait for me at the entrance of the Emperor Club. Fatty asked in surprise, "Bro, aren't we looking for the principal? The Emperor Club? Which principal? Does he have a membership here too?"
The Emperor Club is a well-known place, filled with beauties from both home and abroad, and it offers fair prices without deceit. Their promotional activities are excellent; they hold lotteries regularly, with the grand prize being "another round," delivered right to your door. Whenever Emperor Club is mentioned, everyone in Star City praises it as a great place for health treatment.
Lingfeng got Fatty a membership at the Emperor Club, no wonder Fatty was so surprised. I laughed and said, "I need to find Snow Aunt for something; can you help me contact her first?"
About half an hour later, I arrived at the Emperor Club. Fatty was chatting happily with a woman in a qipao at the entrance, laughing so hard that his whole body shook.
This woman was Snow Aunt, whose real name is also Snow Aunt. She is the top madam at the Emperor Club and has countless beautiful women under her. When she saw me, she came over with a charming smile and said, "Oh, Ghost Brother, you actually came to see me! Fat Brother has a membership here; why don't you get one too? A monthly card would be fine as well."
Fatty looked at my shiny bald head with envy and almost wanted to rub it, but I shot him a glare to stop him. Laughing awkwardly, I pulled Snow Aunt to a secluded spot and said directly, "Snow Aunt, I need to find a woman for an outing—someone very open-minded with slight submissive tendencies."
Snow Aunt's expression turned serious: "Ghost Brother, we conduct legitimate business here; we sell companionship but not services."
I was prepared for this and waved a stack of money in front of her: "This thousand is for you to buy some supplements; I hope your health continues to improve."
Snow Aunt took the money and her expression changed from displeasure to delight: "You really care about people, Ghost Brother. I remember there is indeed such a girl under me—her personality is quite bold... I'll contact her for you right away." She put the money into her handbag and took out her phone to make a call.
An hour later, Fatty and I were sitting in a hotel room with a beautiful woman. As soon as we closed the door, she giggled and started undressing. I quickly held her back: "No, that's not what I want you to do."
The beauty looked at us in confusion: "Then why did you call me here? Do you want to see you and Fatty wrestle?"
Fatty immediately retorted angrily: "My preferences are perfectly normal; do you want me to prove it to you?"
The beauty laughed teasingly: "Come on then, prove it to me!"
I pressed the beautiful woman's shoulder and pushed her down onto the couch, asking, "What should I call you, beautiful?"
"Just call me Lily Baby!" she winked at me.
"Is it the beautiful 'Li' or the jasmine 'Li'?" I tossed a cigarette to Fatty.
"It's 'Li' as in strength!" Lily Baby reached out in front of me, saying, "I want to smoke too."
I handed her the lit cigarette from my mouth and lit another one for myself. "Here's the deal: I want you to accompany a friend of mine. You need to find a way to let him mistreat you, and in the end..." I laid out my plan.
Lily Baby exhaled a puff of smoke and asked straightforwardly, "How much are you paying me?"
"Five thousand!"
"Five thousand is fine, but you two have to entertain me first!" Lily Baby glanced at me. "You look pretty muscular, and although Fatty is chubby, he seems strong enough. It should be fun!"
Fatty nudged me with his arm and turned back with sparkling eyes, saying, "Ghost Brother, this is a challenge."
I chuckled and said to Lily Baby, "We're about to head out for something important. I'll add another thousand."
Lily Baby pouted, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and unzipped her jacket to reveal a tattoo on her chest. "Three thousand; I'll give you two thousand back! Let's do this now!"
Damn it, she's really pushing us into a corner here. Feeling annoyed, I pulled out a stack of cash. "This is ten thousand I just withdrew. I gave Snow Aunt one thousand, so there's nine thousand left. It's all yours; if we're doing it, let's do it. If not, then forget it!"
Lily Baby was taken aback for a moment but then pouted and took the money. "Fine, I really don't get you guys. You're even giving me change; are you sick or something?"
After exchanging phone numbers, Lily Baby slipped out the door but not before giving Fatty a playful squeeze below the belt and laughing, "All hard now, still pretending!"
"Ghost Brother, I swear I'll get revenge for this!" Fatty looked furious.
"Don't you have a membership card? Just go see her when you have time! We still have important business to attend to!" I laughed and urged Fatty to leave.
Next came the moment when Fatty and I witnessed a miracle. This method is the official approach, but in reality, it was just the two of us starting to deceive.
First, we ruled out the places where the principal lived. They are all people with families; it is impossible to kidnap a young woman in front of their family members unless the principal's wife and children were involved, which is unlikely. We bought a map of Star City and found the address, marking it with a red pen. Our first stop was Sunshine Garden in Qingxiu District, where there is a property under Zhou Principal, currently occupied by tenants running a tea business.
With our work badges ready, I pressed the doorbell. An elderly man in his sixties opened the door, looking quite spirited. He looked at us in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"
"We are from the City Housing Management Bureau's housing safety inspection team, here to check for safety hazards in your house." I held up my work ID, which had my photo and position clearly displayed, along with an official seal.
The old man responded with an "Oh": "There's even such a department? You public servants have such detailed job divisions! By the way, can public servants shave their heads?"
I ignored his oddly pointed remark and insisted that he take us to inspect each room. We quickly made our way around but did not find the room from the photo.
After saying goodbye, I marked an X on that location on the map and moved on to the next place.
In this way, Fatty and I managed to deceive our way through all the occupied rooms. For those that were unoccupied, we planned to break in at night—either by climbing walls or picking locks. After two nights, we had checked all the houses, including the one where the principal currently lived; we made excuses to sneak a look inside but still did not find the room from the photo.
Could it be that these principals have other houses? Or is this another smoke screen set up by Isolated from the World to confuse me?
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