My Sister Never Said She Was a Creepy Tale - Chapter 100
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Upon hearing the receptionist’s words, Yue Yiyue suppressed the joy of achieving her goal. She continued to maintain her impatient persona, pulling Gu He’s hand, carefully avoiding the temporary scar she had drawn on herself to prevent it from rubbing off.
She kept muttering under her breath: “Hurry up and get in! Seriously, always like this. Remember to be respectful once we’re inside, you know? That’s CEO Zhou.”
Gu He, acting like someone who had been wronged, lowered her head and silently followed Yue Yiyue’s steps.
Through her sunglasses, she noted the surrounding landmarks, including the long legs of a bizarre, twitching arthropod recorded in a corner, taking it all in.
Yue Yiyue followed the person ahead, concentrating on memorizing the confusing route.
This place was strange, built like a labyrinth, as if designed from the very foundation to prevent escape.
Doors occasionally appeared on both sides, painted with gold coins?
One side displayed numbers, and the other side featured flowers and plants.
It didn’t look like the currency commonly used in this region.
“You… what is painted on this door?” Yue Yiyue asked the person ahead in a rough tone.
“This? This is currency that CEO Zhou issued for us a while ago, only usable here,” she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, shiny gold object: “It only circulates internally within the company and is used for daily consumption.”
Before Yue Yiyue could get a good look, the person in the suit put the coin away: “Of course, only hard-working employees can obtain such good things.”
“I have always been a great helper to the company, so I possess more of these.”
“This thing is a truly good item. Since you’ve brought such good news to CEO Zhou, perhaps you’ll soon become a new valuable helper to the company.”
“Oh,” Yue Yiyue replied, looking bored and not intending to continue the conversation.
The person beside her looked at Yue Yiyue, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes: “This thing is quite useful. You can buy many things with it.”
She stiffly added this sentence.
Yue Yiyue was unconcerned: “To put it plainly, only your company can use it. I can’t join your company, and compared to this, real, tangible money is much more interesting to me.”
“I don’t like working for others,” Yue Yiyue said, and then impatiently urged: “How much longer? Why is this place built with so many twists and turns? It’s really boring.”
“How can you be sure this item won’t circulate in the market in the future?” The person in the black suit seemed to grasp the core of the problem, as if she had found the answer to an equation.
Hearing this sentence, Yue Yiyue and Gu He exchanged a look.
There was no surprise in either of their eyes.
For Zhou Qingyi to have reached this point, she must have been guided by an expert.
This Gu He is well-informed. I wonder if she can fight? Yue Yiyue pondered.
As for myself, if I have to repeat the game like last time, it would truly exhaust me.
The person ahead was still rattling on about the benefits of the gold coin, trying to persuade Yue Yiyue to join their company and become one of them.
Yue Yiyue behind her tried hard to look interested.
Perhaps because she couldn’t use words or gestures, only her somewhat expressionless face, the person ahead focused only on her own speech and failed to see Yue Yiyue’s earnest attempt at an expression of desire.
Gu He tried to cover her laughter with a cough.
Yue Yiyue looked back with confusion and rubbed her cheeks, which were starting to ache from trying to manipulate her facial muscles for the performance. Fine, I don’t have that talent. Better not let Gu He behind me laugh any more.
Yue Yiyue spent the rest of the journey listening to the Zhou Corporation’s future development goals, business direction, and plans to build a financial center.
To go international in one year and become a top entity in three years.
Mu Hongcai 2.0.
More accurately, a Mu Hongcai 2.0 with a tiny bit of conscience, because this leading sister truly loved her job.
And after walking for so long, and listening to the other party ramble on so much, they still hadn’t reached the destination.
Yue Yiyue really wanted to punch Zhou Qingyi the moment she saw her.
She thought with annoyance, Shocking: The original good character unexpectedly headed down a path of inhuman destruction. Is this a collapse of morality, or a distortion of values?
It must be both.
The elder Zhou has been locked up by the younger Zhou.
“How much longer until we arrive? CEO Zhou really puts on airs,” Yue Yiyue scoffed, while carefully noting the subtle differences on both sides. She complained, pretending to be exasperated: “Are you just leading me around like a donkey? You keep saying ‘CEO Zhou, CEO Zhou’—are you even taking me to see the elder CEO Zhou?”
Yue Yiyue impatiently stomped her foot, demonstrating her minor fit of anger.
The person ahead didn’t respond but changed the subject and continued walking forward.
Five minutes later, Yue Yiyue realized the woman ahead was still taking a roundabout route to prevent them from remembering the true exit of this labyrinth.
Yue Yiyue remained silent, only thinking about whether she should leave Zhou Qingyi with an axially symmetrical wound later.
It sounded a bit violent, but anyone would get annoyed after being inexplicably led in circles for nearly half an hour in the same location by the same person.
After passing a small door they had just walked through again, Yue Yiyue sighed.
At the next intersection, she pulled Gu He to the left, and then to the right.
She walked as deep as possible into the alley to ensure the other party wouldn’t follow.
Gu He quietly followed the entire time, without any question.
Yue Yiyue looked back four times to confirm that the person she was holding was the real Gu He, not the chatterbox, before she started explaining: “She has a problem. She was waiting for me to agree to her terms.”
“It’s as if she wouldn’t lead us to the real entrance unless I agreed.”
Gu He nodded: “So that’s how it is. I thought we really had to walk this far. Speaking of which, you actually listened to her for that long.”
Hearing the other party’s somewhat surprised tone, Yue Yiyue rubbed her own face.
Well, Gu He is the talent focused on acquiring information, so she might not be as strong in other areas.
Having confirmed Gu He’s primary function, Yue Yiyue focused her energy on the path ahead.
There were many identical rooms, and they all looked the same.
But Yue Yiyue had been observing the entire way. The purple rooms had leaves painted on them that indicated a direction.
The woman who led them had almost always chosen a different direction.
Yue Yiyue had begun verifying this pattern then.
After following for half an hour and determining that the guide’s choices were consistently opposite, Yue Yiyue finally dared to make her own choice.
However, she couldn’t rush off yet.
The guide, seeing that they had left, would surely start calling people to look for them.
She just didn’t know what methods they would use.
Yue Yiyue led Gu He forward. Passing a purple room, she hesitated at the doorway for a moment before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
Regardless, they needed a small break to sort through the information they had just gathered.
The purple door led into a lounge.
Under the dim lighting, the first thing visible was a very old wooden table.
As she scrutinized the items in the room, Yue Yiyue stared at the familiar objects, feeling a chill run down her spine.
Inside were clothes, a hat, and shoes that were identical to Gu Nanqiu’s.
On the table were several portraits of Gu Nanqiu, apparently taken around the time of the final exam.
Something was being enshrined on a wooden altar nearby, with three sticks of incense of different lengths inserted—two short ones on the sides and a long one in the middle.
In the corner were scattered items Yue Yiyue had never handled but had seen online.
A stack of messy talismans, a half-burnt candle, and cinnabar.
Next to them was a book titled Witchcraft Encyclopedia, which made Yue Yiyue’s scalp tingle.
Gu He looked at the items in the room. She curiously tugged at a piece of clothing: “These clothes are nice. It looks like the owner here has good taste in clothing and knows their stuff.”
Seeing the bizarre doll face in the corner with Gu Nanqiu’s name taped to it, Yue Yiyue felt a throbbing vein in her temple, and her temper flared up again: “No.”
“Hm?” Gu He squeezed the fabric in her hand: “Then what do you think is going on?”
“These are the same style as my friend’s,” Yue Yiyue intentionally stressed the last two words, afraid of being misunderstood.
However, the traces on the items were very new, and they lacked the scent of laundry detergent. Gu He quickly realized the issue. She shoved the clothes on the sofa aside, clearing a space for two people to sit: “Well, it seems your friend has encountered a little trouble.”
Her gaze fell on the pile of items on the other side. She thoughtfully added: “Okay, to be honest, this ‘little trouble’ seems quite big.”
Yue Yiyue squatted down and flipped through the things on the floor. Gu Nanqiu’s birthday was written on one piece of paper. The doll she had just seen had some hair attached to it, looking grotesque and ridiculous.
“Don’t touch it,” Gu He stopped Yue Yiyue as she was about to pick up the doll: “These things are quite sinister. You shouldn’t mess with them. After we leave, we’ll have colleagues from the Folklore Division come and handle it.”
“Does this thing look like a small ritual array?”
Gu He tried to use a more modern term to explain the unscientific object before them.
“Its purpose is probably to use this array to make someone fall deeply in love with another person.”
Walking to Yue Yiyue’s side, Gu He squatted down and carefully examined the items inside the array, mumbling: “Personal clothing… hair… oh, they even got the birth date and time. It looks like someone who understands this directed them.”
“Can I just destroy it?” Yue Yiyue suddenly had a silver-glowing dagger in her hand, startling Gu He, who flinched back, afraid Yue Yiyue might accidentally injure her.
“You’re so small, how do you have that thing? It can’t be destroyed,” Gu He wrote something on the ground: “It’s still missing that person’s blood, which is why the array hasn’t taken shape.”
Interesting.
Do all the purple doors lead to this room?
Or is someone controlling this labyrinth?
They casually pushed the door open and just happened to stumble upon such a fascinating room.
Gu He raised an eyebrow. Her ordinary face suddenly became animated, and her eyes shone brilliantly: “Do you think we are truly inside the Zhou Group building right now?”
“Or are we inside a Feng Shui trap?”
She looked up and squinted, tapping her finger: “Hmm, it’s not bad. Su Xi (Rapid Joy).”
This string of words made no sense. Yue Yiyue’s knowledge of this subject was limited to one or two novels, and it wasn’t convenient to press for details right now.
After all, Gu He looked like she was conducting some serious calculation, muttering something about (Three continuous lines).
Yue Yiyue stood by, watching Gu He fiddle around for a long time, and finally stare at the piece of paper on the floor with Gu Nanqiu’s name written on it.
“Don’t worry. Even if this thing takes shape, it won’t affect your friend. I just did a quick calculation, and the time of birth is likely wrong.”
She added: “It’s a happy occasion, though.”