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Zhong Kui's Diary
What is this? Is the computer staging a rebellion? I really don't believe in superstitions. I reached out and pressed the power button, and at the moment the blue-green startup screen appeared, three words popped up in the middle of the screen.
Open! Your! Sister!
Then the screen went black and shut down automatically.
I felt a chill run down my spine because this was inexplicable. No one in the room spoke. I handed each person a cigarette, and the room was soon filled with smoke.
Fatty grabbed a disposable plastic cup, poured some water into it, and placed it on the table as an ashtray. A-Jian, trembling after finishing his cigarette, tossed the butt into the cup and cleared his throat: "Everyone, there are two possibilities regarding this situation. First, a computer expert has taken control of this machine remotely. If that's the case, this person's skills are far beyond mine; they might even be at an internationally advanced level."
"That possibility shouldn't terrify you, right?" I asked A-Jian with confusion.
"Yes, such experts are usually national pillars, serving either the military or security departments. How could they possibly expose themselves for a murder case? I'm not bragging; even if such a talent killed ten people, the government would step in to protect their life." A-Jian was completely unaware that his words had offended Lingfeng and continued, "If it's not this possibility, then there's only one other possibility."
"What possibility?" we asked in unison.
"There are... ghosts..." A-Jian said with a tremor in his voice.
Lingfeng, Ding Fatty, and I exchanged glances. We had all experienced encounters with ghosts, especially Fatty and I; not long ago, we had faced off against one in a life-or-death situation. However... damn it, I've never seen a ghost that could use a computer. Do they type with Wubi or Pinyin?
A phrase suddenly popped into my mind: ghosts aren't scary; what's scary is when ghosts are educated.
Fatty couldn't resist turning on the computer again. This time it went wild; it didn't shut down automatically but instead displayed an endless stream of insults in various languages. The only ones I could understand were "I/Grass/You!" and "f-u--k y--u!" Although I couldn't comprehend the rest in Japanese, Korean, German, or French, I believed they conveyed similar meanings.
Everyone's faces changed dramatically. I stood next to the computer case and quickly turned it off. However, just after a moment, the computer started up again on its own, still displaying insults from around the world. In the end, I directly unplugged the power supply to stop it.
Everyone kept quiet but internally acknowledged A-Jian's speculation; this might really be the work of a ghost. Evidence? What evidence? Damn it, a computer expert wouldn't behave so rudely.
After discussing for a while without any clear direction, we decided to head home for now. Lingfeng was bolder and took Ami's main unit back home with him.
Once home, I took a shower and watched some TV when my phone rang—it was Lingfeng calling: "Zheng Nan, do you think this is the work of a ghost? Could what happened earlier in Ami's computer be your 'Isolated from the World'? Who exactly is this person?"
I frowned and said, "I don't know either. The best way is to get in touch with this 'Isolated from the World'." After that, I sighed and heard Lingfeng sigh over there. Naturally, we couldn't let go of such an important clue. The first time we searched for this so-called 'Human Game'Website on Baidu, but we didn't even search for this Website, and Lingfeng even suspected that I was. It's not that I misremembered the name. As for QQ nicknames like 'Isolated from the World', after entering them in the QQ add friends panel, a lot of them popped up, so many that I gave up the idea of communicating one by one. "It would be great if there was a QQ Number for 'Isolated from the World'." I said helplessly. "That's right!" Lingfeng seemed to have remembered something and shouted excitedly. I took the phone away from my ears, grandma, I was almost deafened by you. "Who is that, Feng Zhen, do you remember his information? He is a student at Star City University, right? His father is a Bus Driver, right?" Lingfeng shouted. "It's Bus Company Dispatcher, Feng Yuanzheng." I really remember this. "We found him. Can't we see the QQ Number of 'Isolated from the World' in his QQ friends?" Lingfeng said anxiously. "Yeah... that's okay. You check Feng Zhen's information first. I'll change my clothes and you'll pick me up later." I hung up the phone and changed my clothes, thought about it, and shaved my Beard again. , put some gel water on the head, the place we are going to is Star City University later, according to Star City University there are many beautiful girls... After half an hour, Lingfeng did not come, I asked him It will take at most twenty minutes to get to my house, so I should have arrived long ago. I looked at the time and it was only around 3pm, so there should be no traffic jams at this time. After waiting for almost half an hour, Lingfeng hadn't arrived yet. I picked up the phone and was about to dial. The phone rang. It was Lingfeng's number. As soon as the call was connected, Lingfeng shouted from inside: "Lingfeng" "Gang-rape case!" His voice was a bit panicked, as if something extremely horrific had happened. This made me, Zhangerjiang, confused. It was just gang-rape, so there was no need to be so panicked, right? Even if three people gang-raped a sow, or three sows gang-raped one person, it wouldn't be so horrific. "What kind of mess? What kind of gang rape?" I also yelled. Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then shouted louder than me: "Script! In the third script, Feng Zhen gang-raped his teacher, and his teacher also killed all three other accomplices Lost it." At this moment, my mind went blank, and then there was a deep-seated fear. Once was a coincidence, twice was a coincidence, could the third time be a coincidence? "Hey, hello!" Lingfeng shouted on the other end of the phone.
"I'm here, I'm here!" I quickly replied.
Next, Lingfeng recounted the events over the phone.
Feng Zhen's English Teacher is named Sha Ling, a beautiful woman with an impressive figure. Compared to the campus beauty of Star City University, she may not surpass Sha Ling in looks, but her mature charm is unmatched. Because of this, Teacher Sha has become the fantasy object for countless male students.
There are four people in Feng Zhen's dormitory. In college dorms, everyone knows that aside from playing games, they watch Adult Films, and there are no other activities. I don't know who initiated it first, but the four of them lured Sha Ling to the woods behind the school playground and assaulted her.
Afterward, Teacher Sha began a frenzied revenge. Jiang Nan and the other two were called to the woods by Teacher Sha under the pretense of wanting to "do it again," and during this process, they were brutally killed by Sha Ling. Currently, Sha Ling has been arrested, while Feng Zhen has escaped to Moon City.
After listening to Lingfeng, I laughed and said, "Lingfeng, do you have any acquaintances in Moon City? I'll go find Feng Zhen tomorrow."
I knew that Lingfeng cared a lot about Li Xinyan. If this matter wasn't resolved clearly, that mastermind might schedule another script for 'Isolated from the World,' making it difficult for Li Xinyan to escape this calamity.
Lingfeng was silent for a while before saying, "Thank you, Zheng Nan!"
"Thank you for what! Ugh! That's not what I meant! Damn it, it's hard to explain." I cursed, which drew laughter from Lingfeng.
"The deputy director of the Moon City Committee for Propaganda is surnamed Gu, Gu as in advisor, and her name is Shu Chang. You can just look for her; she can handle basically anything."
"Shu Chang? That name sounds familiar. Isn't she a host from Hunan TV?"
"That's Shu Gao!"
"Isn't Shu Gao that actress who became famous for wearing a bellyband?"
"That's Shu Qi!" Lingfeng laughed and scolded.
...
After hanging up the phone, I couldn't help but feel puzzled. Didn't Feng Zhen know about the plot? Why would he still participate in the assault case? Looking at Feng Zhen, he seemed like someone who would avoid trouble; knowing there was a life-threatening situation and still participating didn't make sense. If it were Ding Fatty, it would be different; even if there was a life threat, he would still join in.
By the way, I needed to call him, so I made a phone call to Fatty. After he picked up, he surprisingly cheered with joy. I couldn't help but ask why, and his answer was quite simple: Yue City is a coastal city in the south, where the weather is much warmer, and beautiful women walk the streets wearing black stockings.
I asked An Ran to book two high-speed train tickets to Yue City for me. After packing my things, I called Yang Guo'er to inform her about the business trip to Yue City.
Yang Guo'er laughed in surprise, "You two shamans actually have a business trip?"
Since the Golden Sun Incident, Old Man Jin and Jin Xinghua had passed away, while Jin Zhao and Jin Yang were in prison. The only ones left in the Jin Family were Jin Zhenzhong and his wife along with a few servants. Therefore, Jin Zhenzhong and his wife treated Yang Guo'er particularly well, even considering her as their daughter. They claimed that as long as Guo'er found a boyfriend who was willing to marry into the Jin Family, she could directly enter their upper echelons. For this reason, Ding Fatty had repeatedly urged me to offer myself up. Damn it, did he think I didn't want to? Cough cough, damn it, did he think I was that kind of person?
I didn't hide anything from Yang Guo'er, so she knew I was a shaman. Our relationship was quite strange; it felt like everything was falling into place, but there was just that one step missing.
"Is your window paper made of cowhide?" This was the observation of the bystander Lingfeng. Of course, when I countered that I was Guo'er's blue friend, Ding Fatty maliciously chimed in: "Any blue friend who doesn't aim for bed is impotent!"
That bastard! I wish him to find no toilet paper after using the restroom.
After chatting for a while, Guo'er suddenly said, "I've never seen the sea in my life! Can we see the sea in Yue City?"
I was taken aback for a moment before realizing she was hinting at wanting to join me. It wasn't just a hint; it was practically an outright invitation. I smiled and said, "Of course! I'll have An Ran book another ticket right away; send me your ID number."
Guo'er didn't agree or disagree but hung up without giving a clear answer. Just as I was pondering what that meant, my phone received a message. When I opened it, it turned out to be Guo'er's ID number.
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