Chapter 58 "The Deliveryman" Secret Room 102
In 2008, the shared apartment was dilapidated. A hairdresser who lived behind Zhong Yinghuai's shop liked to play music out loud on her phone in the mornings.
This morning, as usual, a song called "Talking About Liquor" first came from the rented room on the left side of the colorful window paper.
From time to time, the chirping of spring could be heard coming from the right window of Ninth Brother's Noodle Shop.
Pretending to go to the public restroom, the hairdresser remembered that the noodle shop owner was a great cook, handsome, and had a particularly good physique when he occasionally wore less clothing in the summer.
She hadn't expected Zhong Yinghuai to be so good at it.
He started causing trouble again with the people he had brought over last night.
The female neighbor, with her ears perked up, passed by the window, crossed one leg in high heels, and deliberately shouted.
"Ninth Brother, you've worked so hard! You're in such good health, you're the ideal source of energy for all the women in Nanping, haha..."
Zhong Yinghuai was doing men's chores inside the house when he heard this and laughed.
But at this critical juncture, Jian Dieda's consciousness strangely returned.
He pulled his arm away and asked, "Brother, is this woman from out of town? What is she saying?"
Zhong Yinghuai was surprised that he wasn't even familiar with this accent.
Jane Dieda was dressed up; she didn't want to reveal it.
But he couldn't use silence to answer, so he simply changed his mind and said, "You're quite familiar with other people, so you can't just tell me what's on your mind."
My cat is jealous, he's really angry, and all his happiness is ruined.
Zhong Yinghuai really translated what he said.
Jane Dieda immediately realized that the little incident in the morning was not without value; on the contrary, he had a breakthrough in that instant.
Nanping is not a large place, yet the local dialects differ every ten miles.
For example, Jian Dieda couldn't understand the accents of the two thugs from last time.
He had completely misunderstood; the one who attacked him could very well be someone who lived nearby.
Moreover, the couplets written on the door by the suspects were all in traditional Chinese characters.
Looking back now, it's clear that only people from the Chaozhou dialect region like traditional Chinese characters, so the question of which surrounding district the cross-dressing man came from is definitely undeniable.
[“Ding! Ninth Brother Noodle Shop exploration progress 79%. Congratulations on triggering the testimony ‘Killing Familiar Friends’. As the old saying goes, wine, women, wealth, and anger are four walls, and everyone is hiding in them. The closer the relationship, the more likely it is to involve interests. Outsiders cannot accurately obtain the opportunity to kill. Your noodle shop has been affected by the bloodshed. Please find the mole as soon as possible!”]
Zhong Yinghuai looked at the suddenly quiet quilt and wondered if someone was shy. Zhong Yinghuai leaned over and pressed his thigh, which was close to the edge of the bed, against Jian Dieda's back.
"What's wrong? Can you hear me? Quickly say thank you to your husband."
Letting his men play in bed, Jian Dieda was like a white dough ball sprinkled with baking powder by a chef, unable to get up at all. Now, he was being gently pulled by the hair like a toy by a large hand and dragged off the covers.
The boy with longer hair showed off his flexible waist, and the man felt that the boy was also his ideal source of motivation.
The two kissed so passionately they made smacking noises.
Zhong Yinghuai's technique became increasingly skilled.
Jane Dieda's level of embarrassment is off the charts.
Zhong Yinghuai stared at the rhythm of his long, slender fingers and knuckles moving in and out, and would wipe away the poor child's tears with his fingers and palms.
Jane didn't say anything, but she still cried when she was routed.
But as a well-behaved child, his cries under the pillow weren't loud.
He wasn't in any pain.
He couldn't stop drooling, and like a child, he could only let the man pamper and possess him.
His tears were worthless, flowing all over the bed like water from a bag that the two of them had carelessly torn open.
Zhong Yinghuai pushed his glasses up and, with ill intent, tapped Jian Dieda's chin: "Aren't you scared?"
"My little toy is going to be eaten."
After Zhong Yinghuai finished speaking, he waited for Jian Dieda to open her fragile, wet eyelids, and then Jian Dieda's swollen lips were played with by the man's mouth and teeth for a while.
By this time, Jian Dieda could no longer hear the voices outside.
They unscrewed the round, pink cap of the baby's mushroom face cream, and the smooth, white lotion moisturized their hands and the boy's back. But just as they were about to have their fill, the man, who was quite skilled at cooking, skipped the delicious breakfast in bed.
He said, "Little thing, I won't bully you. You're always too obedient, I just can't bear to."
“First, it’s inconvenient not having a house. Second,” he said, turning his face away and casually pulling his pants back up, “this piece of land of yours still needs to be developed. Ninth Brother will take you back to our hometown for the New Year, and we’ll help you slaughter pigs, build houses, and do farm work, okay?”
Jian Dieda, who was lying in bed watching TV, paused upon hearing this. Was Zhong Yinghuai no longer going to open a shop? Was he no longer going to dream of getting rich like the city folk?
Zhong Yinghuai continued, saying that he was going to see his aunt and uncle, and that he also had to mop the floor and do laundry for his child, and then go back to buy groceries.
"Ninth Brother, you're not really going to sell the shop and take me away, are you?"
"..."
Jane asked, her fingers digging into the water stains on the sheets; she wanted to know the answer.
“Jian Xiaoshi, this is not something you should be asking, and leaving doesn’t mean you can leave right away.”
The man on the cigarette holder's ear turned his shoulder and gave the young couple a kiss from behind.
"I'll tell you when you're inside, my little kitty."
Zhong Yinghuai's tongue felt very comfortable to the touch.
The bedding beneath Jian Dieda was still damp, and he was already covered in sweat again.
The rented room allowed the two to be as unrestrained as possible. The drifting will remembered that the narrator had said that men like cats, and Jian Dieda lay on the bed and let out a soft meow.
"Thank you, boss. Go home and cook some time."
Zhong Yinghuai was stunned for a moment, his nose felt hot, and then he started bleeding from his nose.
His little cat is so cute.
He couldn't help but take action to prove to Jane that he really wanted to go out.
Hours later, Jane put on ripped harem pants, and a silver Passat roared as it drove towards the police station.
Having played a policeman and a werewolf before, Jian Dieda came to the neighborhood again. This time, he climbed onto the roof. The skylight of room 107 was closed, and he looked into the room from the outside.
Every time I come to Brother Jiu's Noodle Shop, I have to pass by the security guard. Abandoning the normal way is Jian Dieda's strategy to avoid running into acquaintances.
The delivery guy waited patiently. As soon as the garbage truck that had taken him there last time left, his acquaintance was indeed more guilty than he was.
100 meters from the west building of the residential complex, through the stairwell of apartment 107, a man wearing a black hat and a gold chain appeared, pretending to take out the trash.
That gold chain was all too familiar to Jane Dieda.
Jian Dieda remembers that Sun Dali's QQ profile picture always had it.
His colleague really has a deadly secret.
He wore one of the five pieces of gold jewelry that someone's boyfriend and girlfriend gave him when they were preparing to get married. Little did he know that the deceased couldn't swallow his anger and, even as his body rotted in the underworld, would seek revenge on the wronged spirits.
"Enable the 'Storybook' feature?"
The narrator reminds the delivery driver to be careful when collecting evidence, and to always prioritize safety when engaging in stalking.
Jane was flattered.
The bald guy's CP partner, a typical office worker, has gone crazy.
It's only Tuesday, and the underworld game system is this crazy, he's not going to treat us to KFC.
The narrator was seen through.
It calmly stated that not requiring hair volume doesn't mean it's free; keep the answer sheet for the additional questions in the email so that the follow-up can continue.
The black mist took away Sun Dali and the lights in the corridor, and Jian Dieda watched helplessly as the scene changed.
Is this an escape room game?
Jane looked at the three doors in the void. The old walls from the animated film of the last century were covered with spider webs, which separated the wooden doors from the pool.
The game rulebook "The Corpse Is Talking" had always been placed in escape room games, but this was the first time it had actually been placed in a separate scene within the system.
Jian Dieda asked, "Does the Spring Festival couplet appear on doors 107, 102, and 103?"
The narrator pops up a "testimony prompt," mentioning "karmic creditors," and asks him...
"Host, do you remember the conversation inside the house?"
He remembered the conversation.
Jane Dieda: "Those two people felt there was resentment in this house, so the spirit ordered takeout and asked him to call the police to investigate the murder case."
The unknown protagonist of the supernatural event, filled with resentment, heard his voice.
The narrator says, "Those who are unwilling to be reincarnated will take revenge by offering sacrifices, and will also use ghostly tricks to deceive those people."
Jian Dieda suddenly realized.
The Corpse Guy said that 7 is not 7 at all. He pressed further, "The Corpse Guy was being chased and fell down. When she lay on the steps and grabbed the ground, the house number she saw was reversed from the actual murderer's house. Later, she died, and she brought this illusion to those two people, who always used the correct number but called the wrong address. They couldn't get into 107! The murderers could only sneak over to check if the delivery number was correct."
All three doors shook simultaneously, and blood flowed from the keyholes and the doors themselves.
Jane's sense of supernatural objects made him look at 102 and 103. The magnetic field strength of one of the doors was too strong, and the ghost had given him a clear hint.
Jian Dieda immediately looked at the last keyhole. At this moment, he was incredibly close to the truth: the door number really wasn't 107, it was 102.
Many years ago, in a Spring Festival Gala skit, a construction worker mistook the ninth floor for the sixth and renovated the wrong house.
7 and 2, however, were the food delivery nightmares that Jane herself encountered when she was little.
He walked into the scene.
"Squeak."
This place is eerie.
Feeling a chill, Jane turned on the light.
The magnetic field inside the room has changed.
Suppressing goosebumps, Jian Dieda slowly squatted down and began to pry open the corners of the house's tiles.
The eerie atmosphere of someone who had died there filled the windowsill and the ground in front of him. Even the dim light that would normally appear slightly off looked neither yellow nor green to him.
Moreover, it turned out to be a warehouse for prepared food and beverage storage. Jian Dieda continued his investigation, and new developments emerged.
A card fell out; it was a yellow talisman with red lettering that read, "The Ma Brothers' Yellow Goods Trading."
Jian Dieda: "And who are the Ma brothers?"
The identity of the homeowner and the above plot details have not yet been revealed.
Jane put the card away.
He then left the bonus question and, before he knew it, had reached the end. When he turned around, Sun Dali, who had just disappeared, reappeared in front of him.
"You, what are you doing here!"
The person waiting for him at the entrance of room 107 was Jian Xiaoshi.
The high energy came too fast, startling Sun Dali, who quickly hid the gold chain he had already taken off in his clothes.
Jane snatched the gold chain from him.
He slammed the door shut and beat the dog while the other party was already in a state of fear, not knowing what he was going to do.
Sun Dali is afraid of the dark and ghosts, and usually only dares to bully Jian Shi.
If it weren't for this problem, he would definitely be swearing.
Jane Dieda had an even stronger intuition from the way he grabbed the life-saving charm from the phone.
Sun Dali knew that gold chains were unclean things.
Having taken off his black catering uniform, Jian Dieda couldn't hold back any longer and punched Sun Dali into a bag of high-gluten flour with his bare hands.
A bag of food-grade sugar fell from the pile next to them, hitting someone on the head, face, and body. The two people were fighting, pulling hair, kicking pants, and kicking each other in the groin.
"Ninth Brother was good to you, and you're ungrateful, you bastard!"
Jian Dieda kicks people as easily as eating.
He used a card to cheat the other party.
"How much money did the Ma brothers give you to report Ninth Brother?!"
Sun Dali sobbed, "I was wrong! I just wanted to make some money! But I never did what those bathhouse owners asked me to add to their food so they could report the noodle shop! I have a conscience!"
Jian Dieda squatted down. "The Ma brothers are the owners of Ma Daha Bathhouse?"
"Wait...you, you don't know," Sun Dali blurted out, on the verge of tears, he cursed, "Jian Xiaoshi, you were just pretending to be cowardly all along!"
"It's no use! They're from a triad society, involved in everything from prostitution and gambling to drugs. Brother Jiu can't afford to mess with them."
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Author's Note: Here it comes!
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