Chapter 15: A Door-Knocking Ghost (2/2)
Lu Tianyi volunteered to help move the goods. As he and Zhu Fugui walked in the villa with the ingredients on hand, Bai Yan gathered his courage and approached the driver, greeting him politely.
The driver’s skin was dark, making him look like a well-built black man. Under the darkness of the night, Bai Yan could only see a faint human figure amid the darkness. At the same time, the driver’s clothes are also pitch-black. If he didn’t look for the driver attentively, during any evening, the driver could walk past him without him even noticing.
“All the ingredients that our company sells are like this. If you don’t like it then don’t buy it.” The driver frankly replied when he heard what Bai Yan said as he bared his bright white teeth. Bai Yan could finally see where the old man’s head was.
“Oh, I don’t really have any objections to the food you deliver us, having food with such bold and strong flavors is quite unique.” Suspecting that the driver was someone who loved his company dearly, Bai Yan immediately smoothed his whiskers and patted the horse’s bottom(1), “I am the new butler of this house. If I may ask, when did my master start ordering ingredients from your company?”
“Half a year ago.”
“Then, apart from selling and distributing ingredients, does your company offer any other service or products?”
“Young man, I advise you to not ask too many questions. Sometimes, the more people know, the faster they die.” After saying his piece, the driver did not put up with Bai Yan, no matter how much flattery he said.
Probably being annoyed by Bai Yan, the driver entered his truck, stepped on the gas pedal, and after a short rumbling sound, speedily drove away to a distance, leaving Bai Yan’s face shoved with the car’s gas emissions.
“…” So, what did this mean?
The driver’s unrestrained tongue left Bai Yan in a gloomy mood. But because of the driver’s few short sentences, he at least knew that this abnormal activity started happening six months ago.
And with the driver’s warning for him, it was surely implying something. Was he saying to not investigate further on where the ingredients came from?
With his mind buzzing with unanswered questions, Bai Yan returned to the kitchen. By the time he arrived, Zhu Fugui and Lu Tianyi had already finished packing all the ingredients into the refrigerator.
Although both husband and wife could happily eat the smelly rotten food, they could not be fooled too much if the ingredients were more rotten.
Seeing that the two were done with moving the ingredients, Bai Yan told them what the driver had said to him and then turned their directions back to their respective rooms, ready to wash up and rest.
When Bai Yan returned to his room, Liu Kui and Li Hao had not returned yet from their walk.
While they were still away, Bai Yan rushed to finish his shower, applied some foundation on his face, took off his glasses, and laid dead flat on the bed, beginning to feel drowsy after a long day of work.
The clock in the room made a ‘tik tok’ sound.
Unintentionally, he lost his consciousness and slept like this…
In the middle of the night, Bai Yan was awakened by a loud sound.
Due to his muddle-headedness from just waking up, he instinctively wanted to open his eyes, but he immediately remembered that he was still in the game. So, he pretended to be uncomfortable in his current sleeping position, adjusted his body accordingly, and naturally put his hand in front of his eyes, opening his eyes slightly as he peeked through the gaps of his fingers.
…
“Boom boom boom.”
“Boom boom boom.”
He had barely opened his eyes when a loud banging sound could be heard from outside the door.
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The author has something to say:
I solemnly promise that this book does not contain any Cthulhu (2) background, so this black man is not Nia Ya and will not help the protagonist cheat the game.