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Zhong Kui's Diary
The location of Zhao Bingbing's meeting is a Hunan Restaurant, which is quite famous because the Boss is a hot-headed individual. He has a sign at the entrance that reads, "Dogs are allowed, but Japanese people are not." His grandfather participated in the Anti-Japanese War and even saved a certain military general, so the relevant departments in Star City can only turn a blind eye. Whenever there are inspections, the Boss has to take down the sign.
While sitting in a taxi, just one street away from the Hunan Restaurant, I suddenly spotted a man in a red jacket by the roadside. The moment I saw him, I threw Sugar Doll out of the window and shouted at that man, "Catch him!"
At the same time, I pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and tossed it to the driver, loudly demanding him to stop. Without waiting for the car to come to a complete halt, I opened the door and jumped out.
This man in the red jacket turned out to be the one who killed Chili.
By the time I got out of the car, Sugar Doll had already rushed over and bitten onto the hem of the man's right pant leg. At first, he thought it was someone else's pet dog and didn't want to make a scene; he merely cursed while shaking his right leg wildly. However, upon seeing me, he realized something was wrong and kicked Sugar Doll hard with his left foot. Sugar Doll flew through the air with a yelp and landed on the ground in a pitiful state.
Damn it, I told you to keep a low profile and not draw too much attention, but I didn't mean for you to play dead!
The Red Jacket Man turned to run, shouting something about calling the police. However, this time I wouldn't let him escape. Ever since my Devouring Energy was upgraded to its peak by Ten Directions Monk, although I still didn't know how to use it properly, my agility and speed were noticeably better than before.
As I quickly closed the distance, the Red Jacket Man began to panic and darted into an alley. Seeing him enter this alley made me smirk; being born and raised in Star City, I knew this alley was a dead end.
When he realized there was no way out ahead, he turned around with a fierce look on his face and pulled out a triangular dagger from his jacket. He waved it threateningly and said, "If you come any closer, I'll stab you."
I didn't hesitate at all; I charged right up to him and leaped into the air, aiming a kick at his face. He gritted his teeth and thrust the dagger toward my calf. I twisted mid-air, deflecting the dagger with my left foot while my right leg swung toward his head. Since I had questions for him, I didn't use much force in that kick.
Even so, the Red Jacket Man was still sent crashing against the wall. He turned around in disarray; panic flashed in his eyes as he shouted angrily, "Zhong Zhengnan, what do you want?"
"What do I want?" I sneered coldly. "I'm here to avenge Chili!"
"You dare offend us for some woman of ill repute? Have you considered the consequences?" The Red Jacket Man shouted threateningly while wildly waving his dagger as if that would bolster his courage.
"I'm so scared! Who exactly are you? State your name so I can see if I'm afraid of offending you," I replied with a cold laugh.
At that moment, Sugar Doll also bounced up from behind. Seeing Red Jacket Man waving a dagger in his hand, it barked twice and glanced back at the alley entrance to confirm there was no one behind. With a sudden dash forward, a flash of yellow light appeared as it leaped onto Red Jacket Man, biting down on his wrist that held the knife. I vaguely heard a crunching sound, and then I saw the triangular dagger along with his hand fall to the ground. Red Jacket Man initially didn't react, but after a second or two, he let out a startled roar and quickly began rolling on the ground in pain.
Ancient Fierce Beast Sugar Doll had actually bitten off Red Jacket Man's hand.
With a bark, Sugar Doll returned to my side as if presenting a treasure, its plump tail wagging rapidly and its eyes shining brightly as it looked at me. I smiled and praised Sugar Doll a few times, promising an extra meal tonight—double Sardine Can. Sugar Doll was even more excited, wagging its tail even faster, creating a display reminiscent of a peacock spreading its feathers.
I didn't think what Sugar Doll did was too cruel; since this man dared to kill in public, he should be prepared to be killed in return.
Walking up to the man, I sneered, "Why did you kill the chili?"
Red Jacket Man only shrieked in response, but his eyes were filled with hatred and malice.
"Yo Xue, play the character," I said, slightly tilting my head toward Sugar Doll. Understanding my cue, Sugar Doll lunged forward again, biting down on Red Jacket Man's left wrist. He immediately let out a wail: "I... I..."
Sugar Doll cooperatively released its grip and stood aside, barking twice at Red Jacket Man. Anyone unaware of the situation would think this stray dog was just being cute and would never associate it with terror. However, for Red Jacket Man, who had experienced its power firsthand, this dog was like the grim reaper wielding a scythe.
Red Jacket Man trembled as he said, "I'll show you something. After you see it, you'll know who we are."
With that, he shakily pulled out a mobile phone from his pocket. At first, I thought he was going to show me pictures on it; however, I quickly realized something was off. This phone was an old Nokia model that seemed incapable of displaying photos. Just as I was about to question him, Red Jacket Man pressed a button on the phone, and then I saw a five-centimeter-long black needle pop out from the back of the device.
"Heart!" I called out to Sugar Doll. Although I didn't know what this black needle was for, it didn't seem like anything good; it could even contain poison. It appeared he intended to play with our lives.
Red Jacket Man grinned maliciously, a glint of cruelty and determination flashing in his eyes as he jabbed the needle into his throat. The sharp tip pierced directly into his windpipe, and then I saw a dark color spread visibly from his throat to his face at an alarming speed. In less than two seconds, Red Jacket Man collapsed lifelessly.
Damn! This guy was indeed playing with our lives; however, he was playing with his own life—he actually committed suicide.
Sugar Doll looked at me with confusion: "What did you just call me?"
Watching the man in front of me take his own life, knowing that the lead had once again gone cold, I felt extremely frustrated and cursed, "Damn it, didn't you see that the thing in his hand was a poisoned needle? Aren't you afraid of getting stabbed to death?"
Sugar Doll immediately looked touched and said, "Are you worried about me getting stabbed? Ah, are you concerned for me?"
"Concerned my ass! If you get shot to death, I can still stew your meat for a hot pot, but if you get poisoned, there won't be any meat left to eat," I retorted fiercely.
"Just admit you're concerned; there's no need to be shy about it," Sugar Doll chuckled mischievously. It stepped forward and pulled out a phone from Red Jacket Man's throat, then poked its own belly with the sharp end a few times. Amid my exclamations, it casually laughed and said, "Actually, you really don't need to worry because I'm immune to all poisons."
Right, this guy is an Ancient Fierce Beast, not an ordinary creature. Thinking of this, I smiled and said, "In that case, check what incoming calls he has on his phone."
Sugar Doll rolled its eyes at me. "I come from a thousand years ago; do you think I know how to use this thing?"
That made sense. I walked over to show it how to use the phone, but I didn't dare touch it myself—who knows if there’s deadly poison on it.
Following my instructions, Sugar Doll opened the call log on the phone. There was only one number listed. I saved that number on my own phone and dialed it, but no one answered on the other end.
Searching Red Jacket Man's body yielded nothing but a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a few hundred bucks—nothing else that could prove his identity. After thinking for a moment, I called Lingfeng, asking him to send someone over to handle things and told him about the phone number. I also took a picture of Red Jacket Man and sent it to him to see if he could find out anything.
After hanging up the phone, feeling dejected, I signaled for Sugar Doll to follow me. Since the lead had gone cold, there was nothing more we could do; life had to go on, and we had to continue with our business.
Walking out of the alleyway, we were only a few hundred meters away from Hunan Restaurant. The two of us—well, one person and one dog—strolled leisurely to Hunan Restaurant, found the private room of ‘Old Man Mao’, and pushed the door open. Inside, Zhao Bingbing was sitting there playing on her phone. When she looked up and saw me, her face broke into a joyful smile as she beckoned me to sit down.
“Yo Xue, is Ghost Brother still raising dogs?” Zhao Bingbing glanced at Sugar Doll and laughed.
"Yeah, just keeping it for now. Once it grows a bit bigger, I'll cook it for hot pot. Yellow fur, black fur, spotted fur—Yellow Dog meat is the best," I said with a grin as I kicked Sugar Doll. Then jokingly added, “Sugar Doll, call someone.”
Sugar Doll barked angrily twice. Zhao Bingbing laughed heartily and changed the subject.
I had barely sat down when I noticed there was still a seat between me and Zhao Bingbing. On the table, there were a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, with half a cup of tea in a teacup, while a lady's handbag was placed on the chair. I couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Oh, is someone else coming to eat?"
Zhao Bingbing was about to speak when the door opened, and a graceful woman walked in—it was Wang Bingbing.
She greeted with a smile, "Yo Xue, it's the music industry’s Wang Bingbing. Why haven't you left Star City yet?"
Wang Bingbing replied with a playful laugh, "What do you mean by 'yet,' Ghost Brother? Don't tease me."
After chatting for a bit, Zhao Bingbing laughed and said, "Ice Ice, while you were outside answering the phone just now, your phone in your handbag rang. It's really something else; you have several phones."
Wang Bingbing laughed back, "As if you don't have two or three phones yourself."
The two women exchanged playful banter for a while before Wang Bingbing turned to me and said, "Ghost Brother, I specifically asked Ice Ice to invite you out for dinner this time. One reason is to apologize to you, and the other is to thank you. My brother is now incredibly optimistic."
"That's because he taught himself; it has nothing to do with me," I quickly replied with a smile.
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