Braut mit Geisteraugen 2

Kapitel 22

Stockings: "Stop denying it. Only you in this world would do something like this. I know everything. A hero takes responsibility for his actions. To be honest, I've been waiting for you online for days. I didn't expect you to come to me like this. Now, if you've got the guts, don't run away. Do you dare to meet me?"

Erhei: "Let me think about it."

Stockings: "Haha, you really are a scholar, with a heart the size of a needlepoint. Are you afraid I'll eat you alive? Be quick, it'll be tomorrow afternoon. A day later is too late. I'm telling you, wait for me at the 174 bus stop on Changjiang Road at 2 PM."

Erhei: "But we wouldn't recognize each other if we met!"

Stockings: "Didn't you say you were going to buy a phone? You did, right? Just tell me the number."

Erhei: "...13005351230"

Stockings: "Wow, what a cool number, 5351230! I think I've fallen in love with you. Remember it, see you tomorrow!"

Erhei: "What if you don't see me tomorrow?"

Stockings: "You won't not go--■"

Just as Xu Haibing was about to ask another question, the image of the modern, free-spirited woman before her had vanished without a trace.

The "stockings" face on the QQ panel changed from color to black and white.

Xu Haibing stared for a long time at the puzzling symbol on the screen—■

QQ Lost, Chapter 35 (1)

Large supermarket.

An extremely wide variety of goods and an overwhelming surge in customer traffic.

Xu Haibing mingled among them--

In the shoe and hat section, he was selecting a baseball cap;

In the eyewear section, he was selecting sunglasses;

In the fashion section, he was selecting an overcoat;

In the general merchandise section, he was selecting a fruit knife...

Bus stop for route 174.

Xu Haibing, wearing a black baseball cap, black sunglasses, and a black overcoat, stood under the bus shelter.

On the road ahead, a long line of cars was stuck in traffic, with the sounds of engines, horns, and exhaust fumes filling the air.

Xu Haibing kept glancing at his watch, appearing anxious and restless.

His phone rang, and he quickly answered, "Hello?!"

A woman's voice came from the phone: "Why didn't you come?"

"I'm not here? I've been waiting here for almost half an hour!"

"Really? Then why don't I see you?"

"I didn't see you either!"

What are you wearing?

"All in black."

"I think I saw several people wearing black clothes over there. Which one are you? Why don't you raise your left hand so I can see?"

He raised his left hand.

"Raise it higher."

He raised his hand higher.

"Make a V sign."

He made a V sign with his finger again.

"Okay, put it down."

He looked around, searching for the person he was talking to.

A woman's voice came through the phone: "Don't bother looking, you can't see me. Listen carefully, a minibus number 94 is coming right now, get on it immediately."

Xu Haibing looked up and saw--

A minibus marked "Route 94" was indeed parked in front of the bus stop.

He stepped onto the minibus, sat down, and whispered into his cell phone, "I'm already on the bus. Where are you? How do we meet up?"

The woman sitting next to him was an elderly woman with her young grandson. Seeing Xu Haibing's spy-like demeanor, she was so frightened that she quickly pulled her grandson to change seats.

"Where to?" The ticket seller came over to sell tickets.

"Where to?" Xu Haibing asked through his phone.

"We'll talk about it later," the woman on the phone told him.

"We'll see when the time comes," Xu Haibing told the ticket seller.

The ticket seller glanced at it and said, "At most, I'll ask for 3 yuan."

Through the bus window, you could feel the minibus turning from the bustling main street into a gradually quieter side street, where the buildings on both sides appeared low and old...

The minibus stopped in front of a bus stop sign. Xu Haibing stuck his head out of the window, squinted, and struggled to see the rusty sign, barely able to make out the three characters "Diaojiafen".

He immediately called back: "...Hey, we're at...Diaojiafen Station now, are you getting off or not?"

The woman's voice: "No."

Xu Haibing ended the call and then quickly composed and sent a text message on his phone:

We've passed Diao Family Tomb.

The minibus bumped along the potholed road, and Xu Haibing judged from the road conditions that they were about to leave the city.

At that moment, the woman called him on her cell phone, telling him to get out of the car immediately, walk through a free market, and then she would contact him again.

A chaotic and noisy free market.

All sorts of stalls crowded the street, and shouts, noises, and the sounds of chickens and ducks rose and fell.

Xu Haibing struggled to navigate the narrow gaps between people and vehicles, swarming towards him like flies, each vendor with a sleazy appearance and suspicious demeanor.

Hey, do you need an invoice?

"Want some VCDs? They're porn, striptease movies, bestiality movies, 10 yuan a set."

"Need any documents? Do you need diplomas or student IDs from prestigious universities? Available immediately."

"You're obviously literate and politically conscious. Here, a genuine Taiwanese book that reveals information about the top echelons of the CCP..."

Do you want a bugging device?

"Buy a death certificate. You'll need it if you're hiding from debt collectors, committing insurance fraud, escaping punishment, or need to withdraw funeral expenses in advance."

...

A shirtless, sweaty young man grabbed Xu Haibing by the neck and pressed his stubble, reeking of alcohol, to his ear: "Hey, bro, need a place to stay? 200 yuan, full service. Think that's too expensive? 150 is fine too. Oh, and wanna lose your virginity? I'll tell you, I just got one yesterday from…"

Just then, Xu Haibing's phone rang. He seized the opportunity to break free from the entanglement and fled the market as if escaping.

A narrow backstreet.

While listening to his phone, Xu Haibing figured out the route and arrived behind a gray, old commercial and residential building.

A muffled rumble of thunder sounded, and dark clouds gathered over the alleyway.

Following the woman's remote control instructions, Xu Haibing stopped in front of a small, dilapidated door that was almost blocked by a pile of garbage. After checking that no one was around, he gently pried open a broken door panel with his hand, then reached his hand through the gap and pulled out the latch inside.

He said to his phone, "I found it," then turned off the phone and went inside.

In front of me was a dark and damp basement passage.

Xu Haibing pulled down his sunglasses, hunched his shoulders, and walked forward cautiously. Above and on both sides were all sorts of broken and haphazard pipes, dripping water everywhere.

"Whoosh--" A large rat darted past his feet, and he jumped up in alarm, his head slamming into a large iron pipe.

Finally, we reached the end of the passage and saw the secret entrance the woman had mentioned earlier.

A colorful spray-painted tiger head hanging on the wall.

Xu Haibing stepped forward, lifted the canvas, and revealed a door the size of a window frame.

He grabbed the doorknob, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and pulled the door open.

A deafening wave of heavy metal music roared in!

Xu Haibing immediately realized that he had suddenly found himself in a large underground bar.

A blinding blue spotlight shone on the central circular stage, where four or five disheveled, unrestrained rock musicians were shaking their heads, screaming, roaring, and venting their emotions in a frenzy.

Xu Haibing, groping in the dark, found a long sofa against the wall and had just sat down when a strange scream from a woman made him jump up again. He stared intently for a closer look—

QQ Lost, Chapter 35 (2)

Two disheveled men and women were entangled on the sofa.

He had no choice but to awkwardly move to a small bar table in front and sit upright, feeling very uncomfortable among the men and women around him who were either whispering sweet nothings or indulging in unrestrained pleasure.

In a dark corner, a blonde woman could be vaguely seen watching Xu Haibing.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" A waiter wearing a Batman eye mask suddenly appeared beside Xu Haibing, startling him into a gasp: "...Oh, nothing for now, I'm waiting for someone."

"Bang--!" The rock band left the stage after screaming themselves hoarse.

Then, even more frenetic and energetic music began to play, and several young dancers dressed in extremely revealing clothing took turns going on stage, dancing wildly and performing a daring and provocative "hot show."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they kicked their legs, did splits, did handstands, and thrust their hips forward, intentionally exposing their sensitive body parts. At the same time, whistles, laughter, shouts, and jumping noises from the audience immediately blended together.

Amidst a commotion, a tall, slender dancer, dressed as a fairy with a headband of colorful chicken feathers and a golden, flowing cloak, stepped onto the stage with a cat-like gait.

Cheers erupted from the audience!

The music burst forth wildly!

The dancers danced wildly!

The onlookers shouted wildly:

"Take it off! Take it off!..."

During her provocative movements, the dancer threw off her cape, revealing her slender figure clad only in a bikini, which provoked the spectators gathered at the stage entrance to shout even more wildly: