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Zhong Kui's Diary
"The so-called master leads you through the door, but cultivation relies on the individual. In any case, you brought him in, so expressing gratitude is a must." Wang Bingbing waved her hand, and the waiter began to serve the dishes. Once all the dishes were on the table, Wang Bingbing dismissed the waiter and smiled, "Ghost Brother, there are no outsiders here, so I won't hide anything. I can stay in Star City for three days, and I can accompany you during this time."
As she spoke, Wang Bingbing stood up and walked to my side, her delicate hand resting on my shoulder. The emphasis on "accompany you" was particularly pronounced, and the implication was clear.
Zhao Bingbing also laughed softly, "If you feel it's not enough fun, I can join in too. Some things are more enjoyable with three people."
Damn, isn't this tempting me? If Sugar Doll weren't nearby, I might have already gritted my teeth and accepted the conditions of these two temptresses. But now, with Sugar Doll's wicked smile in view, I'm a hundred percent sure that as soon as I make a move, it will immediately report back to Qingcheng and Guo'er in exchange for so-called imported sardines.
This guy has no sense of integrity at all! Ancient Spirit Beast? Pfft!
Chuckling to myself, I reached into my pocket for my phone. Using my memory to unlock it, I pressed the call log. The number I dialed earlier should be Lingfeng's; as long as I connect and hang up quickly, Lingfeng will definitely call back, giving me a chance to slip away.
Unexpectedly, just as I pressed the number, a jingling sound rang from Wang Bingbing's handbag. Hearing this sound, Wang Bingbing's expression changed slightly as she walked over to pick up her handbag and forced a smile, "Ghost Brother, let me take this call."
What a coincidence; it seems someone is looking for her. I smiled and nodded while my fingers stealthily found the hang-up button. The moment I pressed it, Wang Bingbing's phone also stopped ringing. After hearing the silence, Wang Bingbing paused for a moment before putting her handbag down.
Hmm, how could this be so coincidental? My suspicion grew as I took out my phone from my pocket and realized that the number I just pressed wasn't Lingfeng's at all but rather the number from Red Jacket Man's phone.
Could it be that Red Jacket Man's call target is Wang Bingbing?
No way; I have Wang Bingbing's number, and it's not this one. Then it hit me—Wang Bingbing mentioned she had more than one phone.
To verify my guess, I dialed that number again. Sure enough, when it connected on my end, Wang Bingbing's phone rang again inside her bag. After hanging up on my end, the ringing on her side also stopped. Clearly, this number belonged to Wang Bingbing.
I sneered coldly: "Wang Bingbing, what's going on with this phone number?"
"What... what phone number?" Wang Bingbing stammered, her face turning extremely pale.
"Are you still pretending at this point? Do you really want me to beat you up for it to be interesting?" I dialed the number again and stood up, walking over to Wang Bingbing. I opened her handbag and pulled out an exquisite phone; the incoming call displayed my own number.
"You sent someone to kill Chili, didn't you? Come on, what is going on?" I pointed at Wang Bingbing and shouted angrily.
"Ghost Brother, what are you talking about? What Chili and Cucumber?" Zhao Bingbing stood up in shock, bewildered.
"Your best friend, the pop star Wang Bingbing, actually hired someone to kill!" I pointed at Zhao Bingbing. "This has nothing to do with you; just sit there quietly."
"Impossible! No way! Ice Ice, you have to tell me what is going on!" Zhao Bingbing shouted at Wang Bingbing.
Wang Bingbing's face turned red and pale in turns. After a while, she finally broke down in tears, "I... I... I don't know anything!"
Through Wang Bingbing's sobs, I learned the whole story. It turned out that the big shot in the entertainment industry, Long Zhengyang, was not a fabricated character by Wang Bingbing but a real person. Everything I had experienced was part of Long Zhengyang's plan.
From the very beginning, Long Zhengyang wanted Wang Bingbing to hold a concert in Star City, aiming for her to intersect with me. Even if A Li and Song Xi were not fans, and I didn't attend the concert, they had already prepared other ways for Wang Bingbing to get close to me. Since A Li's two friends were fans, Wang Bingbing was happy to go along with it and asked Zhao Bingbing to take us backstage, using a remote-controlled Child Ghost Statue to attract my attention. Then she deliberately let me see through her act before casually claiming she needed my help.
When Fatty and I went to help Wang Teng, he was already prepared with a script waiting for us. After Chili mentioned Fang Zhan's name, Wang Teng intentionally shifted the topic to Fang Zhan. Suddenly, Fang Zhan appeared charming and suave, making us think he was possessed by Chaos, leading us into Daihei Mountain. Once inside Daihei Mountain, we would step into Ten Directions Monk's trap.
This plan was intricately layered; it was truly nerve-wracking. I suddenly understood that Long Zhengyang was very likely Ten Directions Monk or at least manipulated by him.
However, there were still several questions left unanswered. I frowned and asked, "If that's the case, why didn't you just make an anonymous call to tell me that Fang Zhan was acting suspiciously?"
Wang Bingbing sobbed as she replied, "Boss Long is like this; if he easily told you that Fang Zhan was off, you'd definitely suspect something was amiss. Once you have doubts, it could affect the subsequent actions."
That made sense. If someone I didn't know told me Fang Zhan was Chaos, I would definitely hesitate and remain on guard afterward. It seemed this Long Zhengyang understood human nature quite well. After pondering for a moment, I asked, "Since I already know Fang Zhan is suspicious, why did you still order Chili's assassination?"
Wang Bingbing sniffled and said, "It seems that after Chili completed her task, she wasn't satisfied with the original reward and proposed other conditions to Boss Long. He didn't agree, and then Chili threatened him that she would expose everything. That's when Boss Long ordered me to have her killed... As for the real situation, I don't know; I'm just a messenger in between. Boss Long told me the task, and I just called Shattering Stone."
Shattering Stone?
I quickly realized that this Shattering Stone must be the man in the jacket who had just committed suicide with a poisoned needle.
“Ghost Brother, Ice Ice is just a poor person who was threatened; the real mastermind is that Long Zhengyang. Please don’t make it hard for her,” Zhao Bingbing said, standing next to Wang Bingbing, handing her a tissue to wipe her tears, while she also shed some tears herself.
Damn, do I really need you to say that? If she were the culprit, I would have had Sugar Doll bite her to death long ago. Frustrated, I could only say, “Where is that Long Zhengyang? I want to meet this so-called mastermind.”
“He's in Star City,” Wang Bingbing quickly replied.
“Star City? Where is that?” I asked in surprise.
“Heavenly Bamboo Villa.”
“Wang Bingbing, I can’t be bothered with anything else. Just one thing: you go find a hundred out-of-school children and support them until they graduate from university, and we’ll call it even.” I pointed at Wang Bingbing.
“Thank you, Ghost Brother, for letting me off the hook. I will definitely do it,” Wang Bingbing sobbed as she bowed to me. “If Ghost Brother can kill Long Zhengyang, I will sponsor another hundred out-of-school children.”
I was taken aback for a moment, then quickly understood. If I killed Long Zhengyang, she wouldn’t have to worry about being threatened by him anymore. Understanding this made me bitterly smile; when did doing good deeds and showing kindness become a bargaining chip? But what does it matter? If Long Zhengyang is indeed Ten Directions Monk, I wouldn’t spare his life anyway. Plus, if it meant Wang Bingbing could sponsor another hundred out-of-school children, why not?
“Remember your words,” I said as I picked up some beef with my chopsticks and took a few bites, then grabbed some corn buns and signaled for Sugar Doll to leave.
I quickly contacted Lou Wei. If Long Zhengyang really is Ten Directions Monk, I might not be his match alone; having Lou Wei with me would greatly increase my chances. Of course, I had to bring Sugar Doll. This guy is immune to all poisons and strikes ruthlessly—an essential tool for any home or travel situation involving killing or silencing.
After hanging up, I called Lingfeng, briefly explaining the situation and asking him to check if Long Zhengyang had left Star City. Lingfeng readily agreed; he would get better results by asking Tang Zian, since he’s the local authority in Star City.
Half an hour later, I arrived at the entrance of Purple Bamboo Villa with Lou Wei and Sugar Doll.
Purple Bamboo Villa is renowned in Star City. Before the year 000, national leaders would stay at Purple Bamboo Villa when they visited Star City. Normally, Purple Bamboo Villa is not open to the public, and one must obtain a permit from the provincial government office to stay there. However, after the year 000, a certain red family opened a five-star hotel in Star City, taking over the task of hosting national leaders, which led to Purple Bamboo Villa gradually opening its doors to the public.
The origin of Purple Bamboo Villa lies in the purple bamboo forest located in the center of the villa. While ordinary purple bamboo has a diameter of about four centimeters, the bamboo in Purple Bamboo Villa can be seen with diameters of ten centimeters or more, each stalk crystal clear, resembling those carved from Amethyst, making it a remarkable sight in Star City. Surrounding the purple bamboo forest are three courtyards: Courtyard One, Courtyard Two, and Courtyard Three. Among them, Courtyard One is the most prestigious, where Long Zhengyang resides.
At the entrance stands a Round-Faced Middle-Aged Man. Upon seeing us, his expression slightly changed as he raised his hand to stop us: "Sorry, but not just anyone can enter here."
"Who are you?" I glanced at the middle-aged man. Although he had a friendly face, there was a subtle air of authority about him.
"I am the Security Supervisor of Purple Bamboo Villa." The Round-Faced Middle-Aged Man patted his chest proudly. However, I felt that his gesture was somewhat exaggerated and seemed deliberately affected.
To avoid alarming Long Zhengyang and making him cautious, I smiled and took out a pack of soft White Sand, offering him one: "Brother, we're just here to find someone!"
"I don’t smoke!" The Round-Faced Middle-Aged Man disdainfully glanced at my Cigarette Case and pushed my cigarette away.
"While we’re out here, let’s make things convenient for each other," Lou Wei also smiled and took out a pack of White Sand, offering him one as well.
"Ah, in that case, just go over there to register your ID," the Round-Faced Middle-Aged Man took the cigarette and tucked it behind his ear. His expression softened considerably as he pointed towards the guardhouse.
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