On the other side.
Li Junfei was relieved to know Sisi was fine and secretly gave Zhang Wei a thumbs-up. He knew Zhang Wei had deliberately mentioned him to give him a chance to impress Sisi, and it had worked effectively. Sisi quietly held Li Junfei's hand, touched by his concern.
Afterward.
Zhang Wei sent Sisi and Yuyu home one by one, and finally the female escort.
At the female escort's building.
After safely escorting her to the downstairs, Zhang Wei spoke up:
"By the way, how much was the escort today?"
The female escort quickly waved her hands upon hearing this:
"No need, no need, Diga... Brother Wei, you don't need to pay for this escort. Consider it a free escort from me today."
It was a joke; she dared not accept money. To think of charging Diga? The thought alone was insane. Moreover, now that she knew ghosts existed in the world, it was crucial to maintain a good relationship with Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei could see the female escort's intentions.
He teased:
"Are you sure you don't want the money? Then wouldn't I be getting it for free?"
Ultraman freeloading me?
The female escort was stunned, and her mind inexplicably conjured an image of Zhang Wei taking her to a hotel, then performing an Ultraman charge on her, firing his Specium Ray seven times a night.
Ultimately, the female escort refused to accept money from Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei didn't mind. After all, not taking advantage of a good deal was foolish. He considered the escort fee as his ghost-exorcising fee for the day.
"Brother Wei, hurry back to the dorm. Brother Pang wants us to go online and watch the RNG match. He said RNG was protested by the Koreans in the MSI today, causing Riot Games to order a rematch of RNG's previous three matches. Brother Wei, let's go back quickly to support our region's LoL team," shouted Junfei from the car.
Zhang Wei responded with a reply, then added the female escort on WeChat:
"If you encounter ghosts in the future, or if friends encounter ghosts, you can find me. By the way, I don't exorcise ghosts for free; I charge. The global economy is not doing well these days, and I need to eat, you understand."
"Alright, I won't talk anymore. Junfei is calling me. Goodbye."
With that said.
Zhang Wei and the female escort waved goodbye.
...
Meanwhile.
In Xiamen City, at an esports hotel.
At this moment.
Fatty was sitting in front of his computer, waiting for Zhang Wei and Li Junfei to come online and watch the match together, while browsing a figurine website:
"Oh my god, am I seeing this right? 'My Dress-Up Darling' is releasing figurines! Damn, I have to buy the figurine of the heroine in a swimsuit! I have to buy it!!"
Just as he was about to click the purchase button.
Ding-ling-ling.
His phone rang.
Picking up the phone and looking at the caller ID, Fatty raised an eyebrow: "Tailor?"
Then.
He answered the call, and a childish girl's voice came from the other end:
"Hello, it's me."
Although the voice on the phone was completely different from the Tailor's previous voice, which was a deep male voice, and now a childish loli voice, Fatty could tell from the tone that it was the Tailor.
As for why the voice had changed.
Fatty knew without thinking that the Tailor must have switched bodies.
However, Fatty deliberately replied:
"Who are you?"
...
On the other side.
In the Northeast, on a bustling night market street, the stalls and eateries on both sides were full of customers, and the road was bustling with people, full of life.
And in front of the window of a shop on the upper floor.
A little girl stood by the window. Judging by her height and face, she was cute, like a 10-year-old loli, but her skin was frighteningly fair, and her limbs and neck were covered in stitch marks.
Her appearance suggested that this little loli was not a single person, but rather a combination of multiple children's bodies stitched together.
At this moment.
She was holding a mobile phone, listening to the voice from the phone saying, "Who are you?" Her childish face twitched, and she rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth:
"I am the Tailor."
Although she looked very angry, her teeth chattering, and excluding the stitch marks, looking at her childish appearance, her angry expression had a contrasting cuteness, as if a little loli was deliberately pretending to be angry like an adult.
Saying this.
The Tailor couldn't help but curse:
"Damn Fatty, stop pretending. I know you can tell it's me."
In response.
Fatty's voice came from the phone:
"Oh, you're quite good at imitating. Too bad, huh? Trying to trick me? Not enough. Unless you prove to me that you are the Tailor, I won't believe you."
Crack.
The loli-like Tailor crushed a corner of the nearby cabinet.
Despite being a little loli, her strength remained undiminished, surprisingly powerful.
Fatty continued:
"Don't blame me for being suspicious. After all, we have to be careful in this line of work. It's easy for villains to be infiltrated. The Black Organization in Conan is the best evidence. In the vast Black Organization, only Gin and the Boss are villains; everyone else is an undercover agent. It's too much."
"..."
The Tailor's mouth twitched violently:
"Fine, tell me, how do you want me to prove it, you damn Fatty."
"Well, your way of cursing is quite proof that you are the Tailor. The Tailor always affectionately calls me that, after all, hitting is love and scolding is affection."
Fatty added:
"But it's still not enough. To prove you are the Tailor, transfer the same amount of money to me, just like last time, using the same account. Only the Tailor knows my card number, as I only borrow money from the Tailor."
As he finished speaking, Fatty heard two cracking sounds from the phone.
Then his phone chimed.
[Alipay Transfer of 1 Million]
Immediately, the Tailor's voice came from the phone:
"Damn Fatty, next time we meet, don't let me find your hidden figurines, or I'll smash them all in front of you, no, I'll sell them all in front of you, you damn Fatty."
"I've received the money, hehe. And with what you said, it seems you are indeed the Tailor."
Fatty sat contentedly in his gaming chair, spun around, and crossed his legs, saying:
"Go ahead, Tailor, what brings you here today?"
The Tailor didn't waste time with Fatty and stated directly:
"Fatty, have you been following the Weidao Division recently?"
"Hmm? No, why?"
Fatty asked, confused.
In response.
The Tailor's watery loli eyes narrowed, and he said word by word:
"I recently received news that the zombie I brought out of the Dragon Locking Well back then, it's said that the Weidao Division made a deal with it to save the Huang family's elder."
Upon hearing this.
Fatty's eyebrows twitched, and he stopped joking around, sitting up straight:
"Are you sure? I didn't expect that the Weidao Division would go to such lengths to save the Huang family's elder, even seeking out that zombie. I thought they would imprison it forever after it caused trouble in Fengmen Village."
"What? Tailor, you're not suggesting again that I go and rescue that zombie, are you?"
"Please, I, a ghost, am not enough. My attempt to rescue it from the Weidao Division's prison back then is the best proof."
"The Weidao Division won't let us rescue it, even if it leaves prison to save the Huang family's elder."
...