Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead
v1c5 - Big Shot (5/20)
Translated by gudetokki.
Ch5 - Cinnabar Mole
Chen You woke up and found himself wrapped up like a mummy. The main culprit was sitting on a chair with his long legs casually crossed and a book in his hand. His facial lines looked even more amiable and gentle under the light, like an old professor who had a pure heart and few desires.Chen You’s heart pounded in fear, "What time is it?"
Qin Feng turned a page, gold-rimmed glasses covering his eyes, "It’s just after nine o’clock."
Chen You breathed a sigh of relief, that’s good, it hasn’t been 24 hours yet.
He pulled his mouth, not right ah, why am I glad?
Anyway if he was destined to die, it was better to die early, only then he could reincarnate earlier.
The next second, a voice sounded in the room, "You’ve been asleep for three days."
Chen You’s eyes rolled, I’m done for.
Qin Feng continued reading and spoke without lifting his eyelids, "You have 5 minutes to explain."
The mummy on the bed was motionless.
"You have wasted one minute."
The mummy remained motionless.
Qin Feng turned over a page, the fingers with distinct joints rested on one corner of the book and there was a layer of callus under his palm. His silence was releasing a murderous aura.
"The three little ones in the backyard only ate a little tonight and it’s almost time for supper."
"I’ll be damned!"
Chen You shouted abuse. The three little ones mentioned were adult Tibetan mastiffs.
"Did you made a mistake? It was me who was attacked. Treated as meat and bones, gnawed on and badly mutilated, it was all f**king me!"
Qin Feng still maintained his stance, "So, when was the drug put into the drink?"
Chen You averted his eyes, "What, what drug?"
Qin Feng closed the book.
Just this action alone let the air pressure in the room dropped to the limit.
Chen You’s teeth were chattering. Even though this man possessed a memorable face and his manners gentle and cultivated, his evil thoughts value was unexpectedly at the maximum. This was even more terrible compared to having the kind of fierce-looking, repulsive face that at a glance looked ready to commit murder and arson.
He calmed down and said, "Gold has monitors at every angle, you can send someone to investigate."
Qin Feng had long investigated and found nothing.
His action three days ago was extremely crazy and obscene. It was something he would never have done had he been clear-headed.
At that time when Qin Feng’s consciousness was restored, the surrounding area was in a mess and the air was saturated with a messy smell. The person under him was like a rag doll with only one breath left and almost died.
Towards a stranger, having that kind of twisted desire to monopolize him was simply absurd.
Qin Feng had let him stay until now as there were still some doubts that remained unsolved.
Since the other party could not give him what he wanted, it was unnecessary to keep him.
Chen You saw that the man had no reaction. He slowly sat up and grimaced with pain. "Can I go now?"
Qin Feng raised his eyelids, "You don’t want anything?"
Chen You shook his head.
Qin Feng revealed a smile that wasn’t a smile.
Chen You nervously said, "Then... why don’t you pay me a fare?"
Qin Feng lightly called, "Men, come."
Chen You’s face went pale, "What are you trying to do?"
His brain made a turn to go off the track, "I’m someone from Gold. Many people saw you taking me away that day, if I had an accident at your place, you can’t get away with it."
Qin Feng’s body leaned backwards with a posture of 'I’m so scared'.
Chen You was swearing madly in his heart but his face assumed a wry smile, "Second Master, I’m just a rentboy and not worth your trouble. You think I’m disgusting and will dirty your eyes, so I’ll roll right away."
Qin Feng tilted his head up and his pointed shoe carelessly tapped the ground, "Roll one for me."
The corner of Chen You’s eyes twitched. He struggled to squat down but when he was only halfway through, he was dying of pain.
Trying to go down a bit more, Chen You’s painful face twisted together, so he just went for broke.
"You old pervert, your techniques are rotten dregs, just like a mad dog, the whole body top to bottom only the bird can be seen, do you know, you shake the bird like that was like a dumb fool?!"
Several of the men outside the door heard what they should not hear. They were trembling and their faces went deathly pale, wishing they could dig their ears.
Qin Feng’s voice was ice-cold, "Take him away."
The cursing Chen You was thrown inside a big room. He stared at the Tibetan mastiffs and doubted his own worthiness. He just couldn’t help looking at the bird for a while and touched the bird’s head. He paid such a heavy price but the other party still wanted him served as a midnight snack.
"444, help! I’m really about to die."
444, "Ding, what is the situation?"
Chen You shrank into the corner as if facing a terrifying enemy, "It’s a long story, in short, I’m now surrounded by three dogs and they’re all drooling at me."
444, "Ding, the situation does not seem very optimistic."
"You don’t say!"
Chen You didn’t seem to notice the pain on his body anymore. He swished to the west and then swished to the east, trying to make the three dogs dizzy and baffled.
"What to do, 444, if I can’t get through tonight, I’ll be dragged out by those three dogs tomorrow."
He was deeply saddened and anxious to announce the result, "The first mission is going to fail."
444, "Ding, wait a moment."
Chen You counted the seconds and when he reached six, a piece of content appeared in his mind, "What is this?"
444, "Ding, the target has a cinnabar mole in his heart, who has been dead for many years. This is the only love letter the other person wrote to him before his death. He is the only one in the world who knows it."
"So I read it and the mad dog will think of me as his cinnabar mole’s reincarnation?"
Chen You decided to throw caution to the wind, "Regardless, it’s better to try everything in a desperate situation."
He looked up and shouted at the top of his voice, "You are the pure white snow in winter, I am just the little grass in the snow. It is you who have been holding me and warming me up—"
The two guards outside stared at each other.
"He’s gone crazy ba, at this time the boy inside is still reading a poem, is he scared silly?"
"This is a poem? I think you’re the one who’s crazy."
Their bodies suddenly trembled and cried out in fear, "Second Master."
Qin Feng who had come over stood in the doorway, his whole person was completely in the shadows making everything blurry. What was left was his unusual breathing and the constant chills emanating from his body.
"Do you know, when I first saw you, I instantly fell in love with you. You are like the sunshine that brightens my world."
Before the word 'my dear' that was already forming in Chen You’s mouth could be called out, there was a bang and the door was pushed open strongly.
A tall and gloomy figure wrapped in a cold bloody smell approached him.
The Tibetan mastiffs lay on the ground in fright and played dead.
Qin Feng advanced step by step and Chen You retreated step by step until his back hit the wall. The frozen him shivered.
"How much I want..."
Chen You secretly dug his fingers, bit his tongue and pinched the wound on his body. After going through a set of self-mutilations, his eyes were finally red, his body was shaking and his voice also choked with emotion.
"How much I want to hold you again... to kiss you... my dearest... Feng Feng..."
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Ch 6 Teaser:
Qin Feng had a first love. That boy was the class representative of the language class. It was he who dragged Qin Feng into the same-sex field and then walked away.
He left because of cancer. His time stopped at the age of 17 in the winter that year and he didn’t have his original appearance when he left.
Qin Feng hated the man. The love letter had long been torn up. Every word was engraved in the depth of his memory and could not be erased.
At this moment, hearing the content of the letter once again, his breathing was steady and his face was expressionless, but deep in his eyes was a very different bloodthirst.
"Who are you?"
"Zhou Yi."
Chen You’s neck was choked and he was lifted into mid-air. He had trouble breathing, "Xiang... Xiang Xiang..."
"Qin Feng’s voice was low and dangerous, "I ask who are you?"
Chen You was f**king going crazy and his face was turning purple, "Xiang Xiang ah... didn't I say it... there’s nothing else... cough... I'm just two names..."
Qin Feng suddenly burst into laughter.
Chen You’s hair stood on end and the next moment he sunk into darkness.
Qin Feng loosened his grip and the man fell softly at his feet. He rubbed his fingers and the bottom of his eyes gushed forth with the thought of killing, brimming with hostility and hate.
For a long time, Qin Feng crouched down and pinched the young man's jaw with two fingers.