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Zhong Kui's Diary
Around ten o'clock in the evening, I and Qingcheng hailed a taxi. As we sped along, we encountered traffic when we were close to Sky Building. After cursing a few times, I paid the fare and got out, and the two of us walked along the sidewalk since it was only two or three hundred meters to Sky Building.
After walking less than a hundred meters, Qingcheng exclaimed and pointed at something beside the sidewalk, saying, "Zheng Nan, look at that!"
I followed her finger and saw a large silver-white cylinder about three or four meters ahead, near the flowerbed by the roadside. It was made of a material similar to stainless steel, with a radar-like antenna on top, looking quite exquisite as it slowly rotated on the ground.
Seeing this silver-white canister, I was taken aback; it looked very familiar. Right, I had seen something like this when I came out of the gym with Fatty. At that time, Fatty had stomped on it and flattened it.
It seemed like a remote-controlled toy; last time, there was a child controlling it. Could it be that this child bought a new one? I looked around to see if I could spot the child, but unfortunately, although there weren't many pedestrians by the roadside, there were still enough that I couldn't find any children.
A hint of doubt arose in my mind. The last time we saw this thing was in Yuhua District, and now it's in Qinghu District. There was no way that child could have come all this way to play with a toy, right?
Seeing me looking around, Qingcheng asked curiously, "What's going on?"
"I saw Fatty stomp on a similar toy last time, but that child was in Yuhua District. How could they possibly come to Qinghu District?" I frowned and recounted what had happened.
Qingcheng looked at me with an amused expression and said, "Zheng Nan, you're overthinking it. Just because it's a toy doesn't mean only friends from Yuhua District can play with it. Friends from Qinghu District can buy this toy too. Besides, even if there’s only one of these toys in the world, it wouldn’t be strange for one to appear in Yuhua District and another in Qinghu District. It's possible that he lives in Qinghu District while his grandparents live in Yuhua District."
I scratched my head and laughed, "You're right; I really am overthinking it."
After observing again without seeing any children approaching, I sighed and called to Qingcheng to continue walking.
Unexpectedly, the silver-white cylinder suddenly increased its rotation speed and then flew up into the air right in front of me, bobbing up and down.
Qingcheng and I stopped in astonishment. Just as I was about to speak, the line on top of the silver round can moved twice, revealing a flashing red dot. Then a cold, emotionless voice came through: "Zhong Zhengnan?"
I was surprised that someone could call my name; it seemed like someone was playing a prank on me. I cleared my throat and shouted, "Who? Who's playing a joke on me? If you don't come out, I'll smash this thing with a punch."
"Go back, Zhong Zhengnan, you can't get involved in this matter!" the voice said calmly.
"Who are you? What kind of sneaky behavior is this?" I shouted angrily.
"Ghost Brother, Ghost Brother!" To my surprise, Fatty's voice came from inside the silver Round Can. I could tell he was anxious, and his voice was a bit hoarse.
"Damn it, Fatty!" Hearing Fatty's voice made me panic. I shouted, "Where are you?"
"I don't know, it's dark and I can't tell up from down," Fatty replied quickly. "Ghost Brother, where are you talking to me from? I can't see anything..."
Before he could finish, Fatty's voice suddenly stopped. No matter how loudly I yelled, there was no response from him.
"Who are you? Did you take Fatty away?" I shouted fiercely.
The cold voice remained silent, but then Kong Xuan's voice came through: "Zheng Nan?"
"Kong Xuan?" I yelled. "Where are you? Where the hell are you?"
"I don't know; it seems like I'm floating in mid-air!"
"Are you with Fatty?"
"I don't know either; it's so dark that I can't see anything." Kong Xuan's voice was filled with bitterness and hoarseness. "Maybe he's right next to me, or maybe..."
Before he could finish, Kong Xuan's voice also abruptly cut off.
"Who are you? Who exactly are you? Why did you take my friend?" I shouted angrily.
"It doesn't matter who I am. I only tell you that this is something you cannot get involved in. Do not go to the Sky Building rooftop, absolutely do not go!" The voice replied coldly.
I frowned, about to reach for the silver Cylinder, when suddenly a flash of white light appeared before me. The silver Cylinder shot up like a rocket and disappeared into the vast night sky after a brief flicker.
"Damn it, what does this mean?" I felt an overwhelming anger and couldn't help but curse.
What was this silver Cylinder? It seemed to be no child's toy, but rather some advanced instant communication device. Without a doubt, Fatty Kong Xuan had already fallen into this person's hands; he was using them to warn me not to get involved in this matter.
Qingcheng comforted me for a while until I calmed down slightly. I lit a cigarette and took a few puffs when suddenly a spark of inspiration hit me. I turned to Qingcheng and said, "Qingcheng, could it be that Fatty has been having such bad luck lately because he stepped on this can?"
"You think he offended some Cursed God or Fortune God because of this White Can?" Qingcheng frowned.
"Yes, that's what I'm thinking," I nodded.
"You guys didn't get into trouble until you were at the Sky Building rooftop, right? That rooftop is where the Fortune God resides; how could it possibly have nothing to do with the Fortune God?" Qingcheng said.
"That's true." I pondered for a moment and then looked at Qingcheng. It felt like something was about to emerge in my mind. At that moment, Qingcheng also looked at me with flickering eyes, and we both almost simultaneously exclaimed.
"This can is related to the Fortune God."
"This Round Can is a tool controlled by the Fortune God."
We both contemplated and inspired each other for a while, feeling that this hypothesis was highly likely.
"He doesn't want us involved in this matter; he doesn't want us to go to the Sky Building rooftop!" Qingcheng looked at me and pointed toward the direction of the Sky Building with his chin.
"The more they don't want us to go, the more it clearly indicates there's a problem. We absolutely have to go to the rooftop," I said, licking my cracked lips. I glanced around and pulled out two bottles of water from the Mustard Seed Pendant, twisting open one and handing it to Qingcheng while I drank the other one in one go.
Qingcheng nodded, took a sip of water, and stopped thinking about the silver Round Can. The two of us headed towards the Sky Building.
At this moment, the glass front door of the Sky Building's lobby was locked with a U-lock. Although the side door was closed, it wasn't locked. There was a card reader on the doorpost; this door was convenient for people working late. Inside, there were two security guards, one of whom was the Brawny Man I had encountered earlier that morning, named Qiao Yi.
Seeing us, Qiao Yi looked surprised until I used my access card to unlock the door and stepped inside. Only then did he exclaim, "Hey, brother, could you wait a moment? What are you doing here so late?"
I raised my access card and said, "Did you not see? It's a red card, the highest level."
Qiao Yi looked at me with a strange expression, which puzzled me. "What do you mean by looking at me like that?"
Another security guard chimed in awkwardly, "Well, our Sky Building access cards are divided into three levels: red, purple, and black."
I replied in confusion, "That's right; it's red—the highest level. What's wrong with that?"
The security guard chuckled and said, "Red is the highest level card, but purple is super high-level and black is top-level. So by that count, your red card is actually the most ordinary level."
Seeing me dumbfounded, Qiao Yi laughed and pulled out a purple card from his pocket, presenting it to me. "Look at this."
I glanced up and indeed saw 'Super High-Level Card' written in large letters on the purple card. Looking back at my own card, which had 'Highest Level Card' written on it—Damn it! This isn't how it's supposed to be! For a moment, I even thought about taking down Huang Jianguo.
"Can this red card get us to the rooftop?" Qingcheng asked from the side.
"The red card allows access below the 86th floor without any issues. The purple card can access floors 86, 87, and 88. The black card is only for the Boss. If you want to go to the rooftop, you'll need a purple card," Qiao Yi said with a wry smile. "Buddy, if you want to get to the rooftop with just a red card, that's not going to work."
"Alright then, I'll just wander around," I huffed. It didn't matter; I could always climb up from the restroom on the 85th floor later—no big deal.
Qiao Yi seemed to be thinking about something else. I shot him a glare, and he immediately stepped aside. After all, I still had the red card in my hand, so entering and exiting the building was not a problem.
The elevator went straight to the 85th floor. Just as I was about to pull Qingcheng to the restroom, Qingcheng smiled and said, "Why don't we try swiping our card on the 86th floor? I think Huang Jianguo wouldn't be that bored and might give you a few of the lowest-level cards. Perhaps he has some ulterior motive for doing this."
There’s no deeper meaning behind it; I almost said it out loud but swallowed my words in the end. Although I was very close to Qingcheng, there were still some crude remarks I couldn't share with her. Such is the cultural difference.
It didn’t matter much; we walked through the emergency exit to the 86th floor. There were no security guards at the entrance, but a camera was flashing a red light. On the wall by the door were two machines: one was a magnetic card reader for swiping cards, and the other was a fingerprint scanner for verifying fingerprints.
Seeing the fingerprint scanner, I paused for a moment and said, "Qingcheng, you should stay back; this one requires a fingerprint scan, and we only have cards."
However, Qingcheng disregarded my warning and stepped forward. She swiped her card, and with a beep, the door made a soft clicking sound. With a casual push, she opened the door.
"Sometimes, it's better to try than to talk too much," Qingcheng said proudly as she looked at me with a smile.
I nodded and replied, "My dear wife is right. But why does Huang Jianguo have to create such a gimmick? Why not just give us a purple card directly?"
"Who knows?" Qingcheng laughed and shook her head as we made our way to the rooftop.
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