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Zhong Kui's Diary
I recounted the incident of the six people who were brutally murdered, frowning as I summarized, "I suspect that the person you were with last night might be this perverted demon."
Zhao Bingbing shuddered all over and said in a trembling voice, "Zhong Zhengnan, don't make up stories to scare me."
"I really have no reason to fabricate a story. By the way, when you were... with that person last night, did you feel anything unusual?" I cleared my throat. Although this question was cruel and perverse for a woman who had been assaulted, I still had to ask.
To my surprise, Zhao Bingbing did not get angry. Instead, she frowned and pondered for a while before shaking her head. "I really have no impression at all; I just felt something was off down there when I woke up this morning."
Hearing Zhao Bingbing say this, my gaze instinctively darted downwards at her. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong; her hair was still so dark and shiny... Uh, realizing this, I quickly shifted my gaze away. After pondering for a while, I said, "I'll go check the hotel surveillance footage to see who came to your room after I left."
Zhao Bingbing shook her head blankly. "I don't intend to investigate this matter any further. How you choose to investigate is your business, but it can't involve me. Even if the police come, I will deny everything."
After saying that, she turned and walked to the wardrobe, took out a robe to put on, then went to the bedside table to light a cigarette and made a call to Sister Sun to arrange for her checkout.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Bingbing returned in front of me and silently looked at me for a while before saying, "Zheng Nan, at first I really intended to date you..."
"I understand," I replied with a bitter smile and a nod. But now it’s not appropriate anymore, right? I thought the rest of her words in my mind.
Sure enough, Zhao Bingbing continued, "But now we really aren't suitable for each other. Actually, what you do doesn't matter; I just want to feel like I have a home... You said something that touched me; do you know what it was?"
"What was it?" I was also curious that I could still touch her after everything.
"When we were having late-night snacks, you asked me if I could drink cold beer. At that moment, I felt like you really cared about people..." Zhao Bingbing shook her head as if trying to shake off that memory. "Alright, let's not dwell on this anymore. Let's part on good terms. Perhaps we can meet again in the future."
"Yes, if fate allows." I also shook my head and left without looking back.
I went downstairs and called Lingfeng to update him on the situation. He immediately brought people over to check the hotel surveillance. Although there couldn't be cameras installed inside the hotel rooms, there were still cameras in the hallways.
We pulled up the surveillance footage from last night, starting from when I carried Zhao Bingbing back inside until Sister Sun opened the door to enter in the morning. No one else had entered room 1018 during that time. The numbers on the surveillance screen kept changing continuously, indicating that this segment of video had not been edited.
"Is it possible that someone placed a photo of the hallway over the camera, and what it captured was just an image?" I raised my doubt.
"That's impossible," the security guard responsible for monitoring firmly denied.
"Oh? Why is that?" Lingfeng asked with a smile.
"There are cameras at both ends of our hallway, and each camera monitors the other. If you placed a photo in front of one camera, the other would capture it," the guard explained confidently. "Additionally, there are other guests coming in and out of the hallway on the footage, which further proves that this scenario is unlikely."
"That's true," I nodded.
Lingfeng instructed his subordinate to copy this surveillance footage and then pulled me aside. "Zheng Nan, the person who opened the door this morning was Zhao Bingbing's bodyguard, right?"
"Yes, that's correct. Her name is Sister Sun, and her kung fu skills are average."
"Are you familiar with her?"
"Not really! Why do you ask?" I replied, somewhat surprised.
"Could this Sister Sun actually be a man?" Lingfeng chuckled.
I immediately understood what Lingfeng meant. After I sent Zhao Bingbing inside, no one else had entered room 1018 except for Sister Sun. If this Sister Sun was a male bodyguard disguised as a woman, it wouldn't be impossible for him to enter and take advantage of Zhao Bingbing while she was naked.
"I'm not really sure about that; I've only crossed paths with her once and didn't have much interaction," I frowned as I recalled. "At that time, I just grabbed her arm; her muscles were quite tight, which isn't unusual for someone trained in martial arts."
"I'll find someone to ask," Lingfeng chuckled softly. "If all else fails, we can ask people to pay attention during the airport security check; it's obvious if it's a woman at first glance."
"How could that be? Under the light, the skeletal structure of men and women is the same," I scoffed.
"You idiot, women have those bras with steel wires! The light will reveal it immediately," Lingfeng laughed.
"What if she's wearing a tank top or something?" I countered with a smile. "You might as well check her ID when she checks into the hotel; it's clear whether it's a man or a woman on the ID."
Lingfeng burst into laughter. "Right! How did I not think of that?"
Joking aside, we summarized three possibilities.
The first possibility is that I was also drunk at the time and indeed had an encounter with Zhao Bingbing, then muddled my way home.
The second possibility is what Lingfeng just mentioned: Sister Sun was cross-dressing as a woman. After entering in the morning and seeing Zhao Bingbing in a daze, she took the opportunity to have her way.
As for the third possibility, it could all just be Zhao Bingbing's illusion; perhaps it never happened at all. Of course, it’s also possible she did it on purpose, but I have no idea what her motive would be.
I naturally denied the first possibility with righteous indignation; my mind was quite clear at that time. I even remembered Zhao Bingbing throwing up on me... As for the other two possibilities, they still needed verification. However, I didn't believe Sister Sun was cross-dressing; some things are very subjective and unclear in reason.
Just as I was about to go with Lingfeng to the hotel front desk to check Sister Sun's ID, my phone rang. Looking at it, I saw it was President Wang calling. I made a shushing gesture to Lingfeng and answered the call.
President Wang was pleased to hear that I had completed my task and mentioned he would publicly award me the Ruby Employee medal. Naturally, I pretended to be deeply grateful.
After chatting casually for a bit, President Wang suddenly asked, "Zheng Nan, do you know what Taoist temples are in Star City?"
I wasn't sure what he meant, so I casually replied, "There are two Taoist temples in Star City: Lingxu Temple and Qifeng Temple. Lingxu Temple has a grand setting and is suitable for rituals, while Qifeng Temple has profound Taoist practices and is suitable for exorcisms."
"Listen to me," President Wang said, suddenly a bit excited. "Can the Taoist priests at Qifeng Temple really exorcise demons and capture ghosts?"
"Of course, Master Kong Xuan is quite famous. Have you heard of Nan Kong? They are two of the most renowned Taoist sects in the industry," I replied with a smile.
"That's great, that's great," President Wang became even more excited. "Zheng Nan, from your tone, do you know this Taoist priest?"
"Well, I've had a few meals with him," I could only respond vaguely, unsure of President Wang's intentions.
"Alright then, let's meet at the entrance of Qifeng Temple tomorrow. I have something to discuss with Master Kong." After confirming the time with me, President Wang hung up the phone.
I smiled and updated Lingfeng on the situation. Lingfeng also laughed and said, "This is what they call finding something without searching for it. It seems that this matchmaking matter is nearing its end. Hmm... I wonder if it has anything to do with this serial rape and murder case."
I hadn't expected President Wang to seek out Kong Xuan; it was almost like walking into a trap. I immediately called Kong Xuan to inform him of the situation. He was first surprised, then jokingly complained that we had ruined a business opportunity for him. This was true; President Wang's urgency in finding Kong Xuan surely indicated something strange was happening, and such matters could be a source of income for Kong Xuan.
Following Lingfeng to the front desk, after confirming that Sister Sun was female, only one possibility remained: Zhao Bingbing was lying; she had not been sexually assaulted. However, I did smell that post-coital scent in her room earlier—how could that be explained?
Damn it, could there have been a man hiding in her room the entire time? I shared this possibility with Lingfeng, who thought for a moment and shook his head. "No matter when someone entered, there would be surveillance records. Since there are no records, it means no one was there."
After considering this logic, I decided not to dwell on it further. I called Fatty and asked him to accompany me to Qifeng Temple. Fatty sounded very unhappy about having to capture President Wang; he lamented that he could no longer pursue the joyful profession of matchmaking, feeling utterly despondent.
I chuckled and shared what happened with Zhao Bingbing with him. However, Fatty raised an objection: "What if Sister Sun is a pervert? What if she's a lesbian? She could have used a remote control or something to assault Zhao Bingbing and then inserted her own fluids—couldn't that be a possibility?"
Damn it, how could he even think like that? What kind of twisted mindset would lead to such conclusions? After hanging up, I relayed Fatty's analysis as a joke to Lingfeng, but surprisingly, Lingfeng frowned deeply. "You shouldn't dismiss it; there are indeed many psychologically disturbed criminals out there. Fatty's scenario could actually exist."
Damn it, we really had no common language anymore. I rolled my eyes and left.
At nine o'clock the next morning, President Wang's phone rang—it was time to meet at Qifeng Temple at ten o'clock.
After hanging up the phone, I notified everyone to get ready.
Lingfeng: "It's just a President Wang, right? With your skills, you can easily capture him. The entire police force in Star City is investigating a series of rape and murder cases, so let's not waste our resources on this. Just leave it to you, alright? I'm hanging up now..."
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Fatty: "It's just a President Wang, right? With your skills, you can easily capture him. I'm not getting involved; just thinking about President Wang being caught makes my heart ache. Let me cry for a bit first. Alright, I'm hanging up now..."
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Kong Xuan: "It's just a President Wang, right? With your skills, you can easily capture him. Just catch him at the door directly. It's early in the morning; don't waste my sleep, okay? I'm hanging up now..."
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Left with no choice, I had to sit alone in the shade at the entrance of Qifeng Temple to cool off. Around ten o'clock, my phone rang; it was President Wang calling. At the same time, a taxi stopped, and a person holding a phone got out of the car. They looked around while facing away from me and asked where I was. I quickly stood up and walked over. The person turned around, and we both couldn't help but exclaim, "What are you doing here?"
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