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Zhong Kui's Diary
I stood on the street with Fatty, looking at a stunning photo of a beautiful woman on my phone. Fatty sighed in frustration, "It's so unfair for you to be born into a wealthy family, and on top of that, she's so damn pretty."
"A woman's beauty isn't just about looks; it also depends on her skin, figure, and temperament. Being born into a wealthy family means she eats well, drinks well, and has good nutrition, which naturally leads to a good figure. When she's in a good mood, her skin looks good too, and a good environment enhances her temperament. So even women who are average-looking in wealthy families can appear quite beautiful," I replied with a smile.
Fatty nodded, "That's true. But this Li Meng'er seems to have nice features as well..." At this point, Fatty suddenly pointed into the distance. "Ghost Brother, isn't that Li Meng'er over there, the girl with the ponytail?"
Following Fatty's finger, I saw a girl in a red shirt and white jeans wearing sneakers, carrying a bright yellow handbag as she walked towards the bus stop. Her features were unclear from this distance, and I couldn't help but laugh and scold him, "You idiot! You know my eyesight isn't as good as yours; can't you see for yourself?"
Fatty glanced at his phone again and then at the girl in the distance before nodding. "It should be her. Tsk tsk, Li Haifeng's way of raising his children is really unique—jeans and sneakers while taking the bus to work."
"Stop lamenting; let's get moving," I reminded him with a smile. "Keep in mind that Li Meng'er is a red belt in Taekwondo and also holds the school record for the 100-meter dash. Don't let her catch up to you and give you a beating!"
"Understood!"
Fatty chuckled and swaggered over. He pretended to shout towards the bus direction to draw everyone's attention. Once all eyes were on the bus, he seized Li Meng'er's handbag with all his might and turned to run. Li Meng'er was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, shouting about being robbed while giving chase.
Meanwhile, I quickly made my way to our predetermined location—a quiet alley.
Before long, Fatty came charging like a crazed wild boar with Li Meng'er hot on his heels. Li Meng'er shouted fiercely, "Don't run if you have guts!" Fatty was flailing his arms and calling out loudly, "Don't chase me if you have guts!"
I couldn't help but chuckle; everything was going according to plan—the heroic rescue operation had begun.
When Fatty reached me, I dashed out from the side with open arms to block his path, putting on a serious expression as I shouted angrily, "Who dares to rob in broad daylight?"
Seeing me, Fatty hurriedly tossed the stolen bag toward me and yelled, "Here’s your bag! Just don’t chase me anymore!"
I pretended to be caught off guard as I caught the bag but glanced left to signal Fatty to escape that way while my body swiftly darted right as I shouted, "Where do you think you're running?"
However, Fatty misunderstood my signal; he thought I meant for him to block left instead. His hefty body crashed into mine.
Although it happened suddenly, this kind of change was nothing for me—I had at least ten ways to dodge Fatty's collision. But for some reason, I failed to evade him this time; we collided and tumbled onto the ground.
Li Meng'er let out a cold shout and leaped forward to grab Fatty, unleashing a flurry of punches on him. Fatty curled up on the ground, hugging his head and wailing dramatically as if he were about to be dragged into a cornfield by twenty angry farmers.
I got up and stood aside, sighing but not stepping forward to advise. Although Li Meng'er had practiced Taekwondo and was quite skilled, her strength couldn't possibly harm Fatty. I thought to myself that she would only hit him a few times to vent her anger.
Woof Woof Woof!
Sugar Doll pretended to be a stray dog passing by, barking at Fatty a few times before squatting next to the Power Cord pole to relieve itself. After I shot it a stern look, it lazily ran off.
Turning back, I continued to watch Li Meng'er beat up Fatty. She went on for about ten minutes before stopping, taking a few deep breaths. With a flicker in her eyes, she looked at me and smiled, "By the way, I haven't thanked you yet. Thank you for stopping this rascal for me."
I quickly handed her the bag I was holding. "Forget about that for now; check if anything is missing."
Li Meng'er took the bag and casually glanced inside, smiling, "Nothing's missing. By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Zhong Zhengnan." I pointed at the groaning Fatty on the ground. "Should we call the police?"
Li Meng'er gave me a meaningful look. "Forget it. I just gave him a beating myself. If we take him to the police station, I'll have to explain everything and give a statement; it's too much trouble."
"Then you should go ahead. I'm going to take him to the police station; we absolutely can't let this kind of troublemaker go!" I said sternly.
"Oh, in that case... I'll treat you to dinner another time," Li Meng'er said with a charming smile as she turned and walked out of the alley.
After waiting for a while, I reached down to pull Fatty up and said with a smile, "Fatty, get up; you've worked hard."
Fatty sprang up like a carp leaping out of water and brushed off the dust from his clothes. "It's no big deal, but are you sure this will work?"
I frowned. "Whether it works or not is still unknown. She invited me to dinner but didn't even ask for my phone number—what's that about? Did she forget?"
Fatty looked extremely frustrated. "And you're still able to laugh?"
"Why shouldn't I laugh? Should I cry instead?" I chuckled. "After all, I've left a good impression on her, right? Alright, let's head back."
"First, give me a cigarette to calm my nerves!" Fatty reached out for a cigarette.
I laughed and took out a cigarette. We leaned in together to light it, but when we looked up, we were startled to see Li Meng'er standing in front of us with an icy expression.
"Is this your way of protecting the bad apple?" Li Meng'er sneered at me.
I was taken aback for a second or two before I replied with a smile, "Sister Li, you are so clever to see through our carefully crafted scheme. I just wonder how you spotted the flaw?"
Li Meng'er snorted, "Since I was young, I've seen countless people trying to play the hero in front of me. To be honest, their acting skills are far superior to yours. I want to ask you, with such poor acting, what gives you the confidence that I wouldn't see through it?"
I was puzzled and said, "It seems we haven't revealed any flaws, have we?"
"No flaws?" A hint of disdain flickered in Li Meng'er's eyes. "I had my suspicions while chasing this Fatty. First of all, with my speed, I couldn't catch up to him. Do you know what that means? It means his speed is already extraordinary. How could someone like that possibly be robbing people on the street?"
"Great talents often emerge from the common folk; your reasoning is a bit far-fetched," I shook my head and smiled.
"Alright, even if that reasoning is weak, when you intercepted this Fatty just now, your movements inadvertently revealed that you have a solid foundation in Kung Fu. Someone as skilled as you shouldn't have been knocked down by this Fatty," Li Meng'er looked at me sideways.
I rubbed my nose and chuckled bitterly, "You can see all that?"
"Also, I'm a red belt in Taekwondo, and one of the requirements for the red belt is to break a brick with my palm. Even so, I hit this Fatty for over ten minutes and he acted as if nothing happened. That's the biggest flaw," Li Meng'er pointed at Fatty and said loudly.
"I wasn't acting like nothing happened! I was crying out for help!" Fatty protested immediately.
"Even though you were screaming, your voice was more shrill than pained; it was clearly an act," Li Meng'er shot a fierce glare at Fatty before turning to me. "And you, Zhong Zhengnan, judging by your dodging speed, your skills are probably even better than this Fatty's. With such great skills, why are you playing this joke on me?"
I shot an angry glance at Fatty. "If you'd watch fewer idol dramas, you'd understand that there's nothing to learn from their acting! Look, now you've been exposed!" Then I laughed heartily and cupped my hands toward Li Meng'er. "Since Sister Li is so smart, I won't hide it anymore. We run a service company specializing in impossible tasks. This time someone commissioned us to first play the hero and win your heart before abandoning you."
Upon hearing this, Li Meng'er's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Who?! Who would be so bored?!"
"We won't disclose our client's information," I smiled and shook my head. "Since you've seen through us, I'll admit it. After all, all our previous successful cases only helped the parties involved break free from their entanglements; playing the hero is a first for us. My apologies, Sister Li; we shall take our leave."
With that, I signaled Fatty to prepare to leave.
"Wait!" Li Meng'er's eyes lit up. "Just now... you can help the parties involved break free from their entanglements?"
I nodded with a smile. "In this regard, we are professionals."
"Alright, help me get rid of someone who is bothering me," Li Meng'er said firmly.
"Who?"
"Chukai!"
I exchanged glances with Fatty. Although both of us appeared calm, we understood the joy in each other's hearts. The fact that Li Meng'er asked for help herself had already achieved our intended goal, making our little act worthwhile.
Indeed, it was an act. From the beginning, it was never about a hero saving a damsel in distress; rather, it was a deliberate performance that Li Meng'er would eventually see through. Of course, the act couldn't be too clumsy; otherwise, Li Meng'er would doubt our abilities.
When Li Meng'er saw through our act, she would feel a sense of accomplishment, thinking that we couldn't fool her. At that moment, I would then casually offer to help her get rid of her troubles, prompting her to make the request herself. This effect would be a hundred times stronger than if I had directly approached her on behalf of Tang Liping.
If that happened, it would only make Li Meng'er feel like her life was controlled by her mother, leading to a rebellious mindset. At my age, I naturally understood such feelings.
Next, we needed to deal with Chukai. Only by resolving this matter could Tang Liping possibly recommend us to Li Haifeng, allowing us to enter the Li Family and investigate the whereabouts of the Dark Overlord.
Damn, is it easy for me to catch the Dark Overlord? Just thinking about it makes me feel bitter.
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