"Hello, friend."
The young man's voice was clear and smooth, with an inexplicable rhythm, gently echoing in the empty stairwell.
He was polite and courteous, with just the right amount of intimacy on his face, as if he were an acquaintance he met by chance at a high-end cocktail party.
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
He quickly recognized that this person was Room 1803, the somewhat eccentric neighbor who lived downstairs.
"What a coincidence to meet you here."
The young man seemed very familiar and took the initiative to take a step forward and close the distance between them.
"I visited your home the night before yesterday, but no one answered the door. Are you busy at work?"
"What's the matter with you?"
Fang Cheng did not answer the other party's question, but asked a question, looking him up and down calmly.
This person was wearing a pure white shirt of fine texture and fitted casual trousers. He had a tall, thin and straight figure.
The Patek Philippe watch on the wrist still exudes a low-key and luxurious luster under the slightly dim light.
However, despite his elite appearance, he was wearing a pair of blue flip-flops that can be seen everywhere in supermarkets.
This extremely uncoordinated combination added a bit of weirdness to his image, and made Fang Cheng secretly more vigilant.
It's no less than facing a patient who just stepped out of Mental Hospital.
"Nothing special."
The young man showed a bright smile and seemed not to care at all about Fang Cheng's scrutinizing gaze.
"Since we live in the same building, we should move around more often to enhance neighborly relations."
His eyes wandered and fell on the bulging shopping bags in Fang Cheng's hands.
Seeing this, he took two steps forward enthusiastically.
"I bought so many things, will it sink? I'll help you get it."
"No need."
Fang Cheng frowned slightly and turned sideways to avoid the opponent's outstretched hand.
However.
The young man seemed not to notice the indifference that seemed to repel people thousands of miles away.
Still persistently reaching out, he firmly grasped the handles of two of the bags.
"You're welcome. Neighbors should help each other."
Fang Cheng paused for a moment while carrying the shopping bag, but in the end he did not forcefully pull it back and allowed him to take away the two bags.
"Hiss..."
As soon as the young man took over, he took a breath.
The originally relaxed expression on his face suddenly froze and he grinned.
"Good guy, it's really heavy. You're really strong!"
He glanced at Fang Cheng's well-defined arms under his short sleeves with some envy, and then looked at himself.
"After climbing more than ten floors, you're not out of breath at all. It's amazing."
As he said this, he sincerely gave a thumbs up to Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly and did not answer.
This guy is about the same height as me, but his body is the same as when he first started exercising, and his clothes look a little thin.
The two of them each carried two heavy shopping bags and slowly walked upstairs, chatting casually as they walked.
"By the way, friend, my name is Su Zhe. You can call me Xiao Su. How do I call you?"
"Xiao Fang."
"Xiao Fang?"
Listening to the name Fang Cheng reported, Su Zhe recited it again, turned his head sideways, with a bit of curiosity in his tone:
"What is your job? Looking at your figure, are you a fitness instructor? Or an athlete?"
"Yeah, I've done it all."
Fang Cheng responded lightly without any intention of revealing more information.
Soon, we arrived at the 19th floor.
The two of them walked into the semi-open front room one after another. Fang Cheng took out the key and inserted it into Security Door's Keyhole.
Su Zhe put the bag on the ground naturally, and took a curious look into the room while the door was open.
His eyes were instantly attracted to the large black Sandbag hanging in the center of Living Room.
Looking at the "huge beast" that was as tall as a man, his eyes suddenly showed strong interest.
"The decoration style of your home is very special. Are you a contestant of Combat? Can it be convenient for me to come in and take a look?"
He looked at Fang Cheng expectantly, like a child who discovered a novel toy.
"Inconvenient."
Fang Cheng answered decisively.
"Uh..."
The smile on Su Zhe's face instantly solidified.
Obviously, I didn't expect that the other party would refuse so simply and ruthlessly, without even a trace of social etiquette.
"Thank you."
Fang Cheng put the key in his pocket and said thank you.
Then, he picked up the other two bags from his feet, turned around, and prepared to enter the house and close the door.
"Wait!"
Just as the door was about to close, Su Zhe suddenly shouted.
A hand quickly stretched out and pressed against the heavy door.
Fang Cheng turned around, his eyebrows wrinkled again, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
I want to see what this weird guy is planning to do.
"Borrow some money."
"???"
Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows sharply, suspecting that he heard wrongly.
Su Zhe shrugged, then pointed to his feet and said matter-of-factly:
"You see, I can't even afford a pair of decent shoes. I've recently lost my job at home and have financial difficulties. I can only wear slippers when I go out."
He raised his head and looked at Fang Cheng sincerely with his clear eyes:
"As the saying goes, what goes around comes around. I helped you, so I should give you something in return, right?"
"Why don't you lend me five hundred yuan first so that I can improve my quality of life?"
Fang Cheng stared at him for three full seconds.
Then, he silently put down the shopping bag, took out Wallet from his trouser pocket with his right hand, and counted out six brand-new Hundred Yuan Bills.
Su Zhe's eyes instantly lit up, as if he had seen some rare treasure.
"Xiao Fang, you are not very good at getting your name, but you are so generous!"
He took the money, put it into his pocket, and then waved to Fang Cheng with satisfaction.
"Thanks! Goodbye, friend!"
Fang Cheng looked at his back as he jumped downstairs with flip-flops and humming a tune, and there were only two words in his mind:
"Freak."
Looking back, Fang Cheng frowned slightly and smacked his lips.
I don't know why, but I always feel that this familiar guy seems to have some kind of strong interest in me.
It felt... like meeting an old friend I've known for many years.
That overly handsome face flashed in my mind.
Fang Cheng Suddenly thought of a certain possibility, his body couldn't help but shudder, and he immediately put an end to this ridiculous idea.
No matter who he is, if he dares to mess with me, he will have his fists ready to serve.
Bang!
The thick Security Door was tightly closed, cutting off everything from the outside world.
Fang Cheng took a breath and carried four bags of food into the kitchen.
Then, he opened the top cover of the large Freezer.
The air-conditioning curled up, revealing a storage area that already contained a lot of ingredients.
He began to organize all the purchased materials into categories.
The top layer is ready-to-eat cooked and quick-frozen foods, such as braised Beef, pork pies, custard buns and dumplings.
The middle layer is lined with rows of milk, freshly squeezed juice, eggs, and various vegetables.
The bottom layer is stuffed with raw meat and seafood wrapped in plastic wrap, including beef tendons, pork ribs, chicken breasts, chilled prawns, etc.
There are so many beautiful things to see.
Looking at the fully filled Freezer, a solid and full sense of security arises spontaneously.
After finishing all this, Fang Cheng took out a bottle of ice-cold fresh Orange Juice from Freezer, unscrewed the lid, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
The empty bottle was tossed backward by him.
Clang.
The bottle drew a parabola in the air and fell accurately into the black trash can placed in the corner of Living Room.
The hour hand of the clock on the wall has already crossed three o'clock.
The lighting in the room is excellent. Even though it is afternoon, the room is still bright and clear.
Fang Cheng took a chair, sat in front of the large French window, and looked at the scene outside the window.
Looking out from this height, the view is wide and the scenery is excellent.
Nearly a kilometer away, the golden beach was dotted with tourists.
Further away, on the Cliff near the sea, the white Lighthouse, which has been abandoned for many years, is like a lonely sentinel, silently watching the sea and the sky.
After watching for a moment, Fang Cheng looked away and picked up a newspaper that he had bought in the supermarket.
He directly skipped the current affairs news on the front page and turned to the entertainment section on the third page.
The entire page is filled with all kinds of catchy Bagua, and each title is more sensational than the last.
What about "a certain Director crew chooses a concubine" or "a certain actress has a slightly protruding belly and is ten months pregnant".
Fang Cheng glanced quickly at the uninteresting titles.
Finally, focus on one of the news.
"Cheng Jiashu, the former member of "Smile Boy", disappeared mysteriously. He was suspected to be trapped in love and ran away with his new love?"
After reading the entire news report, Fang Cheng touched his chin thoughtfully and whispered to himself:
"It's been six days..."
He put down the newspaper and his eyes became deep.
Looking out the window again, my thoughts drifted back to the rainy night last Saturday.
Everything I secretly glimpsed in Orphanage that night is still vivid in my mind.
With Cheng Jiashu's ability to travel through space, Noah Organization's attempt to catch him is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
Fang Cheng can even imagine a scene.
At this moment, Cheng Jiashu is hiding in an unknown dark corner, watching the news about himself on TV, with mockery on his lips, mocking those pursuers who are like headless flies.
Of course, Noah Organization will never give up.
He must be planning a more elaborate arrest plan, or searching everywhere for Mole who leaked information.
Fang Cheng continued to flip through the newspaper casually while thinking.
Inadvertently, his eyes fell on the weather forecast column on the last page of the newspaper.
Forecast content shows:
"Affected by the southwest airflow, Dongdu City will have continuous rainfall in the next two days, accompanied by thunder and lightning..."
Thunderstorm day?
Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and his fingers gently rubbed the edge of the newspaper, as if he was weighing something.
The next moment, his caressing movements stopped abruptly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
After making a certain decision, the consciousness immediately becomes introverted like a tide and sinks into the depths of the mind.
In the blink of an eye, you were in the Memory Palace with Golden Orb floating in it.
Fang Cheng's thoughts were locked on the dome. Among the dozens of stars, there was a particularly bright and conspicuous existence.
"Single-Directional Projection."
As he muttered silently, an invisible passage instantly crossed the barrier of space and extended towards the other end of the city.
The scenes in his field of vision began to flash by quickly.
High-rise buildings, Street, traffic...
It seems like countless lenses are constantly switching in front of my eyes.
Finally, his eyes penetrated the layers of light and shadow Mist and landed on a dusty demolition site.
Xiaosa was wearing a vest with holes in it. He was using his arms to pick up a heavy Iron Hammer and smash it against a broken wall.
Debris flew and dust filled the air.
He was sweating profusely, and his bronze skin was shiny in the sun. He was darker than before and also a lot thinner.
Suddenly, his arm holding the handle of the hammer trembled slightly, and Iron Hammer almost let go and hit the worker next to him who was carrying bricks.
"Shit! Didn't you fucking eat?"
The co-workers were startled and yelled.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Xiaosa apologized quickly, with a complicated expression.
He quickly put down the hammer, walked aside to rest, and wiped the sweat from his face.
Then, his eyes suddenly froze, and he cautiously responded to the sudden voice in his mind.
"High... master? Boss? Is that you? Where are you?"
He murmured in a low voice and glanced around cautiously, with a bit of expectation and a bit of uneasiness.
However, apart from the roaring machines and workers working on the construction site, the expected figure could not be found at all.
Fang Cheng's voice sounded in his mind again, calm and majestic:
"It's not convenient for me to show up for the time being. From now on, you will take my place and contact Chen Chen."
"Ah?!"
Xiaosa exclaimed with disbelief on his face.
Several workers not far away heard the sound and came over, whispering and pointing.
Judging by the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be scolding him for "shabi".
"You don't want to?"
There was no emotion in Fang Cheng's voice.
Xiaosa was so excited that he seemed to remember what happened in Yuan Chen Group Building that night.
He quickly covered his mouth and hurriedly recited silently in his mind and replied crazily:
"Yes! Yes! Boss, don't worry, I am 100% willing!"
"As long as you give me an order, I can do anything you want! I swear, I will never betray you. If I reveal even a word, I will be struck by lightning. No..."
"Okay."
Fang Cheng interrupted his excited and somewhat incoherent words of loyalty.
"You should have the contact information of Chen Chen, right?"
"Tell him that I have agreed to cooperate. You will meet with him tonight to have a meeting and let him prepare all the information."
"Remember, take out your Aura Field, you represent me, don't let him underestimate you..."
Xiaosa listened to the instructions in his mind and nodded in response.
When the brief secret communication ended, he was still in a state of excitement and tension.
What's exciting is that the mysterious and powerful man actually treats himself as his confidant!
What I am nervous about is that I am afraid that I will not do things well, screw up the first thing the boss tells me, and lose his prestige.
Xiaosa clenched his fists tightly, his eyes becoming extremely firm.
You must do things beautifully!
Thinking of this, he turned around suddenly and ran towards the outside of the construction site.
"Hey! Xiaosa! Where are you going? The work here is not finished yet!"
When the co-workers saw this, they immediately shouted.
"I'm in an emergency, go make a call!"
He didn't even look back and ran away without a trace.