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Zhong Kui's Diary
"Did you, did you have relations with your blind date?" I asked coldly.
"Yes, I did!" Fatty didn't notice my unusual demeanor and instead looked quite pleased with himself.
I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. I stood up abruptly and threw a punch at Fatty.
Fatty was completely unprepared for my attack and instinctively stepped back. I snorted and pushed off the ground, lunging forward, landing a punch squarely on Fatty's face.
With a thud, Fatty was knocked back two meters, covering his face. He shouted angrily, "Ghost Brother, what do you mean by this?"
"What do I mean?" I spat. "How could you do something so beastly?"
"Come on, it's natural for men and women to be together. How is that beastly?" Fatty retorted furiously. "You need to be clear with me; how am I being beastly?"
"It's true that men and women being together is natural, but you don't need to force yourself on someone, right? And even if you did that, there’s no need to go so far as to kill afterward!" I yelled at Fatty.
"Kill afterward? What nonsense is that? We follow the principles of peace, friendship, equality, and mutual benefit. How could there be any forcing involved? Besides, if the woman disagrees, how could she willingly go to a hotel? You know I have nothing; the other party has to pay for a hotel room," Fatty protested loudly.
Hearing this from Fatty calmed me down a bit. "Are you serious?"
"What do you mean serious? Ghost Brother, you need to clarify things today," Fatty said angrily.
"Do you remember Li Yingying and Luo Feng?" I pondered for a moment before asking.
"What happened to them?" Fatty looked somewhat surprised.
"Did you have relations with them?"
"Uh, I had one encounter with each," Fatty scratched his head. "Why?"
"They were both raped and murdered, one body was dumped in the suburbs, and the other in a park," I said slowly.
"That can't be true!" Fatty exclaimed immediately.
"Tell me about your relationship with them," I sighed.
Fatty seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation, furrowing his brow as he thought for a moment. "This Li Yingying is an assistant manager at a Hong Kong-funded enterprise. Ever since she broke up with her boyfriend three years ago, she's had several boyfriends, none lasting more than a week. After our last meeting, I don't know what happened, but she suddenly developed feelings for me and wanted to continue dating."
"And then?" I frowned.
"At that time, we weren't on a mission, so to shake off her clinginess, I just said it directly: we don't know each other well enough. I don't know your depth, and you don't know my length. How about we test the waters? You know, harmonious sexual life has a significant impact on future living." Fatty chuckled awkwardly.
"Uh-huh." I responded, thinking to myself that such crude talk would hardly attract her attention.
"Unexpectedly, Li Yingying considered it for a moment and actually agreed. She even booked a room and invited me to give it a try," Fatty said, seeing my skeptical gaze and immediately swearing, "I swear this is all true."
"And then?"
"Then there was nothing after that. Maybe she thought my length wasn't suitable," Fatty sighed heavily. "Anyway, we never contacted each other again."
"Damn, how did you end up in such a situation? What about Luo Feng?"
"Luo Feng's situation was similar. After tasting sweetness with Li Yingying, I tried my luck with Luo Feng too, and surprisingly, it clicked right away. I found that these high-end members are quite reserved; I even suspect they see us as just service providers. All the women I've been with during matchmaking took the initiative to book rooms to test the waters with me. One even slipped me a few hundred bucks before leaving as a 'body supplement,'" Fatty said with an innocent smile, scratching his head and summarizing, "Seven women in total; all booked hourly rooms and tested twice for three hours—it felt like some health treatment."
"Maybe it's just a coincidence," I frowned again. "Damn, there's no way all seven of them could have something happen to them."
At that moment, I was just speaking casually without expecting it to come true. Later that evening, Lingfeng called me again to report four more female bodies found—violently assaulted before being killed and dumped in the wilderness.
Fatty was still with me at that time. After confirming the names of these four women and hanging up the phone, I turned to Fatty and said sternly, "Who’s the last one? Didn’t you say there were seven? Who else hasn’t had an incident?"
After Fatty asked for the names of those four girls and pondered for a moment, he replied, "There’s still Wei Zijuan."
"Do you have her number?" I urged repeatedly. "If you do, call her quickly. Damn it, she might be next."
Fatty let out an "oh" and started searching for the number. After a while, he dialed a phone number. Soon, someone picked up on the other end. Fatty glanced at me, pressed the speakerphone button, and asked, "Is this Wei Zijuan?"
"Who are you?" a relatively innocent female voice came through.
"It's Jin Zhijian," Fatty said urgently. "You don't remember me?"
Jin Zhijian was probably the name Fatty used during his blind date; it's surprising that he still remembered his identity back then.
There was a pause on the other end, then she coldly replied, "I don't remember."
Then there was a loud click as she hung up.
"Damn it, I refuse to believe this," Fatty redialed, but the line indicated it was busy. When he tried again after a while, it said the number was unavailable. Clearly, Fatty's number had been blocked.
"Ghost Brother, can I borrow your phone?" Fatty said angrily.
"What for? Even if you get through, if she hangs up and blocks you again, what's the point?" I scoffed.
"What do you suggest we do?"
"We need to confront her in person," I frowned.
"Getting her to come out is impossible. How about we ask Teacher Huang for help?" Fatty suggested.
"Are you crazy?" I looked at Fatty discontentedly. "How can I explain this to Teacher Huang? 'Excuse me, could you assist us as police officers?' Please, we still need to investigate the Matchmaker case."
"Damn it, someone's life is at stake here; who cares about the Matchmaker?" Fatty exclaimed anxiously.
"Can you guarantee that these incidents have nothing to do with that Matchmaker organization?" I said with a cold smile.
Fatty listened to me and was stunned, his mouth agape for a while before stammering, "This can't be possible, right?"
"I also think it's unlikely, but there are too many impossible things in this world. Damn it, could I have imagined a Grandmaster Level expert a year ago?" I suddenly felt a surge of anger.
"What are we going to do? Wei Zijuan is definitely in danger right now; we need to find her quickly!" Fatty urged anxiously.
"I know it's dangerous, stop yelling... By the way, we can find Lingfeng, they have all the information at the household registration office." It took me a while to think of this solution; sometimes, the simplest and most direct methods are easily overlooked.
When Lingfeng heard that there was another potential victim, he took it very seriously. After hanging up, he called back after a while and said he found Wei Zijuan. She is currently at the police station but is in a bad mood and refuses to cooperate. He asked me to bring Fatty to the police station.
Hearing that Wei Zijuan was already at the police station, both Fatty and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. That perverted rapist killer couldn't possibly do anything wrong inside the police station.
The two of us took a taxi and rushed to the Police Station. Lingfeng led us to the door of a room where a female officer was standing. After greeting her, Lingfeng nodded towards the door and said, "This is Wei Zijuan, but her emotions are very unstable; she might have been triggered by something. Since you, Fatty, have had interactions with her, maybe you can talk to her nicely. Zheng Nan, please keep an eye on things from the side."
The female officer coughed lightly at this: "Ling Ju."
Lingfeng acknowledged her with a nod: "You."
"Wei Zijuan has practiced Taekwondo before, and she's extremely unstable right now. Is it safe for your two friends to go in like this?" The female officer looked at me and Fatty.
"Don't worry; my two brothers have taught Taekwondo before; they might even be her instructors," Lingfeng patted my shoulder and casually made up an excuse.
I pushed the door open, and behind me came the female officer's mumbling: "Is teaching Taekwondo really impressive?"
The room was small but not cramped, roughly six meters by six meters in a square structure. In the middle was a Tempered Glass table surrounded by three Tempered Glass chairs. One chair was occupied by a pretty girl who frowned as she looked at me.
As soon as Fatty walked in, the girl immediately exploded with anger, standing up abruptly and walking toward us. Fatty smiled and approached her.
I turned around to close the door when I heard sounds of struggle behind me. The female officer stood at the door, astonished by what was happening inside. Before she could react further, I had already closed the door. When I turned back around, I saw that Fatty had pinned Wei Zijuan to the ground in an utterly shameless manner.
That bastard must have done it on purpose; if he wanted to, he had at least ten ways to subdue Wei Zijuan, and there was no need for such a disgraceful position. To us, Wei Zijuan's Taekwondo skills were nothing more than children's fitness exercises.
Wei Zijuan twisted under Fatty for a while, then stopped struggling and coldly looked at Fatty, "Jin Zhijian, what do you mean?"
"Once married, a hundred days of affection," Fatty replied with a smile. "I missed you!"
"You’re talking nonsense," Wei Zijuan retorted angrily.
"Alright, I wanted to ask you something," Fatty sighed.
"Get up first, otherwise I won't answer anything," Wei Zijuan said, then simply closed her eyes.
"Okay!" Fatty quickly got up and reached out to pull Wei Zijuan, but she ignored his hand completely, standing up with her lips tightly sealed and not saying a word.
This girl hates Fatty so much; how could she possibly have any relationship with him? I was puzzled and scratched my head, smiling at Wei Zijuan, "We really have something to discuss with you this time."
"What is it?" Wei Zijuan shot me a cold glance.
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