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Chapter 6 Justice, how much evil comes in your name

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    For half a second, Wang Jianren, who was trying to open his mind, almost thought that this was the adventure in Xiaobai's book. Some kind of system golden finger dropped from the sky and hit him, and he was about to start a low-key pretense fight.  With an ambiguous face and face, countless white, rich and beautiful women opened a harem and embarked on the legendary road to the pinnacle of life.  But after all, he is not a novice protagonist. He does not have the talent to accept such a setting that is completely contrary to common sense. His basic logical ability is still there. After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly realizes: Fatty Wood actually  Still making this joke to myself.

    There are at least hundreds of people around who are also harassed by this alarm sound, but not many people know their phone number, and they use such a mysterious, weird and funny way to hint that they did it, thinking about it, there is only no answer.  The fat man is alone.  I said yesterday that he didn't keep up with the times and didn't read novels published by the system. How could he have imagined that he would make such a joke for himself today? But what does the 100 yuan mean?  Does he really want to give it?

    Thinking of the reward of 100 oceans, Wang Jianren became a little uneasy.  If the text message said 110,000,000, it would undoubtedly be a pure joke, but it is still somewhat possible to get it for just 100 yuan.  Fatty Mu is unlikely to be sleeping at this time, and spending 100 yuan to solve this annoying noise that makes him play games, watch cartoons, or chat is indeed not a luxury.  For me, 100 yuan means that even if I now have a huge sum of 2,000 yuan and don't have to worry about my livelihood for the time being, it is still a small amount of money to make up for.  If you think about it, you only get 50 yuan a day to feed his cat, and 100 yuan to help him deal with the noise. Sure enough, gals and cartoons are the most sacred and inviolable wealth in the otaku world.  It just so happened that the noise also made me feel uneasy and I couldn't calmly use my imagination to find the clues of the ten million yuan. Well, even if I was to eliminate harm for the people, I still had to earn this one hundred yuan!

    ¡°The rest is how to implement this specific measure.  It's easy to stop the siren, but the worst thing is to go there in the rain and smash the siren on the battery car.  The old building over there is actually a residential complex for employees of a state-owned unit. After the state-owned unit went bankrupt, the employees moved out and sold their houses. There were a lot of migrant people renting houses inside. It can be described as a mixed bag. The old guard and the  A few young people who came home drunk after renting a house had a fight and stopped talking. During the day, they occasionally asked strangers who came in and out. At night, they simply fell asleep with their heads covered. The iron gate of the community was only ajar, so you could just go in.  But Fatty Mu¡¯s second request, how to give car owners a certain degree of punishment and warning, is a rather technically difficult issue.  First of all, we don¡¯t even know who the owner of the car is. Do we still need to search and investigate first?  The reward of one hundred yuan is not worth such a fuss.

    After thinking hard for a while, Wang Jianren's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt like he understood the intention of the teacher who asked the question when he was solving arithmetic problems in middle school. He understood the meaning of the 'a certain degree of punishment and warning' in the text message:  Or just do some tricks on the car, remove one or two parts, tear off the valve core of the tire, or smash two holes, etc., without knowing who the owner of the car is, and fully express to the owner that he is often disturbed.  The anger of an otaku who watches cartoons and plays gals.

    Once you figure it out, just do it!  At this time, the alarm kept ringing again and again. Wang Jianren heard it no longer harshly in his ears. He only felt it was like the dying cry of a dying enemy. He smiled coldly, opened the drawer and took out a dagger.  He put the screwdriver in his pocket and walked out with a small hammer in his hand.

    Just after walking a few steps outside, Wang Jianren suddenly felt that there might be something wrong with such a big fight.  The siren must have disturbed many people around, but no one came out and cursed like me. It was probably just because of the cowardly nature of these villagers, stupid women, and ordinary citizens who just muddle along and didn't want to offend anyone. It didn't mean that they didn't notice.  .  Once I go over there and knock and cause damage, the sound I make will definitely arouse people's confusion in this silent rainy night. Anyone who opens the window and takes a look can catch me. Although my actions are entirely for the welfare of the neighbors,  But once it reaches the ears of the car owner - judging from the habits of the neighborhood women here, it is almost certain that the other party will definitely come to make compensation.

    So it¡¯s better to enter the village quietly, don¡¯t ask for a gun, and use a method where there is little or no movement.  For example, peeing in the car or something But what kind of punishment and warning is this?  It's raining and the car under the eaves has already been soaked. Maybe no one will notice Could it be that he pooped on it?  I heard that the taxi driver Lao Yao who lived downstairs said that there was a rural woman in their hometown who did this when she was disgusted by her opponent. She sneaked into the opponent's kitchen and defecated, and the feces was smeared all over the wall This is true.  It expressed enough malice, but it was also disgusting and disgraceful. Even Wang Jianren shuddered at the thought of such a powerful act.  Not to mention that the remuneration for this kind of thing is only a mere hundred yuan, even a thousand yuan can't be done.  What if it's 10,000 yuan Well, screw it, just don't think about it.

    In short, moral integrity andThere must be limits. Shit is too disgusting to be used No, human feces is too disgusting and inappropriate to be used. Other cat poop and dog poop are still acceptable.  Wang Jianren slapped his forehead, turned back to the house, put down the hammer and screwdriver, and then turned around again and walked upstairs.  There are all kinds of things on the roof.

    In the public area of ????the stairwell, the dim 15-watt incandescent lamp dimly illuminated the environment like a will-o'-the-wisp. Wang Jianren, who had been looking at the computer and mobile phone screens just now, didn't see clearly and almost fell. After he stood up, he couldn't help but whisper.  Scolding.  In what fucking age are we still using incandescent lamps?  However, Fatty Tingmu said that he did not use this thing to save money on electricity, but because these incandescent lamps were hoarded in large quantities by the previous generation of landlords when a small factory in the suburbs closed down. They were used to store chores in the corner of the first floor.  There are still hundreds of them in the warehouse, and they are in vain if they are not used.  I don¡¯t know if the original landlord thought that his building would last forever when he hoarded these things, or that humans could only survive until the 22nd century with this kind of 15-watt incandescent lighting.

    Feeling the wall and slowly climbing up a few stairs, Wang Jianren slowly adapted to the light. Just as he was about to take a big step forward, he suddenly heard conversations coming from Fatty Mu's room not far from the corner of the stairs in front. Wang Jianren was suddenly startled.  .

    Needless to say, there will definitely be no guests in Fatty Mu¡¯s house. At least, Wang Jianren has never seen or heard of them in the two years he has lived here.  Moreover, Fatty Mu rarely chatted with people on the phone. Even if he occasionally had something to do, he would just explain the matter clearly and concisely with a cold tone, but now he could vaguely hear his voice talking and laughing.

    has a problem!  Wang Jianren's curiosity was immediately aroused. He crept up the stairs, turned around and quietly put his ear against Fatty Mu's door. For a dead man like Fatty Mu who always seemed noble, cool, wise and juicy,  There are not many things that can make his interest full of vitality. Is it really what Liu Sanwa and the others guessed?

    "Yes, in this dream, it reflects your own anxiety. Friends and classmates in the dream often refer to a certain aspect of yourself. The quarrel between you and your classmates actually reflects  What's more, it's the struggle between two opinions in your own heart, and it has nothing to do with the interpersonal relationship in reality"

    Um?  Fatty Mu seems to be interpreting dreams for others?  This seems to be one of Fatty Mu¡¯s side jobs. Wang Jianren was a little shocked when he learned about Fatty Mu¡¯s skill before, but Fatty Mu himself dismissed it, saying that anyone can learn it by just reading a book.  , Taobei website clearly lists the price of five yuan to interpret a dream all over the place.  After Wang Jianren heard about it, he immediately borrowed two books from Fatty Mu and read them in a daze. He planned to learn this skill, which he heard was very impressive, and use it to attract girls. Later, he followed the script and tried it on the two girls at the front desk.  The solution was understood, but he was laughed at and said that he was not as good at fortune telling as the old fortune teller in Qiaotou who claimed to be the Kunlun sect. Wang Jianren was so angry that he could not show his shame anymore and had to admit that he was not destined to play with these fantasy technologies.  According to Fatty Mu, when he was chatting, he seemed to be affiliated with a supernatural website run by a friend of his, and occasionally charged people to interpret dreams. The fee was 198 yuan each, which was naturally sky-high compared to the ones on Taobei.  I went, but Fatty Mu said that prices vary depending on the technical content, and he originally didn¡¯t like communicating with strangers. It was his friends who forced him to open an additional section in order to show that he had a wide range of services, so the price is for those who are willing to take the bait.  It doesn¡¯t matter whether the type comes or not.

    But I didn¡¯t expect that there are still people who are willing to spend 198 yuan to listen to Fatty Mu¡¯s nonsense It can¡¯t be said to be nonsense. According to Wang Jianren¡¯s experience, Fatty Mu is indeed quite genuine, but he is willing to spend two hundred yuan.  He spent a huge sum of money to listen to these vain things. From Wang Jianren's point of view, he was undoubtedly taken advantage of.  It's no wonder that Fatty Mu's voice is so emotional. It turns out that he was looking at the two hundred yuan that was taken from him.

    At this time, the content of Fatty Mu's conversation suddenly changed: "Ah, I saw the photos in the space. That white dress suits you very well, it's very beautiful"

    Huh?  Or a female victim?  This time, Wang Jianren was surprised and understood the rich emotions in Fatty Mu's words.  For such a fat otaku who is almost insulated from women in reality, having the opportunity to chat intimately with female netizens late at night is such a rare, tempting and sacred thing, not to mention that others still have sex with each other.  One hundred yuan, if it were other obese nerds, many of them would be willing to pay two thousand yuan.

    Wu'ur's alarm began to sound endlessly again at this time, and even Fatty Mu's online chat was affected: "Ah, yes, it started again, it's really annoying. I can't help it, where I live.  The environment is a bit noisy. The Chinese people are so public-spirited But it's fine here. Residents closer to there will definitely be more unbearable. Don't worry, maybe"It won't be long before some righteous people solve this problem"

    Hehe, it¡¯s true.  That text message was really sent by Fatty Mu, he didn¡¯t run away!  But it¡¯s hard for him. Considering his reward of 100 yuan, considering the many times he saved his brothers from all walks of life, and considering that he is a righteous man, I decided to help him!  Wang Jianren almost couldn't help laughing.

    "Wait a moment, I'm suddenly in a hurry" Fatty Mu's voice and content suddenly changed, and it sounded like he turned to face the door.  "Wang Jianren, I really think Boss Zhao is right when he calls you Wang Erbi. Are you really bored enough to come to my door in the middle of the night to eavesdrop?"

    Fatty Mu's voice was a little angry. Wang Jianren was also surprised and a little embarrassed. He was secretly chatting with a female netizen late at night, but he was hiding and eavesdropping. This level of obscenity was even worse than listening to the foot of the bed.  .  But he immediately became strange: "How did you know it was me?"

    "Who else could it be besides you? I saw the shadow under the door in the mirror here!" Fatty Mu's chair creaked, and then he heard his footsteps striding forward.  The door in front of him was opened with a bang, revealing Fatty Mu's fat face that was a little embarrassed.  "Why did you come to my door in the middle of the night? Are you here specifically to eavesdrop?"

    "Of course notit was the text message you sent. I wanted to go to the roof"

    "When did I send you a text message? What text message did I send?" Mu Fatty's angry voice suddenly rose an octave, and then he seemed to remember that it was late at night, and immediately lowered his voice and glared at Wang Jianren and said fiercely  : "What did you hear? No matter what you hear tonight, don't tell anyone else! Otherwise or else you'll pay back the money!"

    "Okay, okay, Brother Mu, don't worry, don't worry, you still can't believe me? Why is there any need to talk about money that hurts feelings? And to be honest, I haven't heard anything yet." Wang Jianren waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head, looking serious.  It was as if we were just passing by, but at the same time I was laughing secretly in my heart.  Fatty Mu usually looks aloof and overlooks all living beings in the world, but he becomes so anxious when he is caught chatting with a female netizen online. Sure enough, all otakus have a heart of glass.

    ¡°Humph, it¡¯s best if you don¡¯t hear me¡­¡± Fatty Mu mumbled twice and waved to Wang Jianren impatiently.  "Okay, okay, don't stay here, just do whatever you want to do, go quickly, go quickly!"

    "Brother Mu, don't worry, a righteous friend will never let you down." Wang Jianren laughed, turned around and walked upstairs.

    Half an hour later, Wang Jianren came back triumphantly, and the annoying alarm sound had already stopped and disappeared.  He originally thought about going upstairs to eavesdrop to report and show his proud work just now, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. Maybe Fatty Mu was getting carried away in chatting and being honest with him. At this time, he still wanted to show off his proud work.  It's better not to disturb others.  So I went home and planned to wash up and go to bed first.

    Opening the door of his house, suddenly a red 100-yuan bill floated down from the crack in the door above.  After Wang Jianren was slightly surprised, he caught it and stuffed it into his pocket. He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Fatty Mu: Of course, my righteous friend is just for justice, you're welcome.

    PS: The new book is being prepared. It may be released later. We have to negotiate the contract slowly. I haven¡¯t decided where to publish it yet.  Don¡¯t ask questions all the time, let alone chat. If you reply one by one, I won¡¯t have to do anything.
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