Thriller Night Talk

Translator-Rhapsodite

Editor-simpforlife, Proofreader-Ghostie

A 40-year-old female manager, called Huang, was in charge of receiving Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan.

Ms. Huang had developed a pair of sharp eyes after a long time, given her line of work to assess each customer’s social position and financial level through attire and demeanor.

According to her observation, the two wore no gold or silver jewelry but most likely had 180 diamonds on their dial and their clothing was of an excellent quality. One could tell they were all high-quality goods just by glancing at the materials and tailoring. Furthermore, the people wearing the clothes looked much better than most of the models or artists she had encountered till date. For a moment, she almost inadvertently thought that they were popular stars.

Moreover, along with the splendid clothes, shoes and accessories, a person’s mannerism and temperament were the best proof of his or her social status.

Ms. Huang greeted them while covertly studying the two of them and nodded appreciatively in her heart.

Lisa’s media was filthy rich. Naturally, the business negotiating department was magnificently adorned to demonstrate the company’s standing in the industry. When she had first started working here, she couldn’t help but feel slightly claustrophobic.

But now, no matter how exquisite the six-layer crystal chandelier or the waxed Italian leather sofa were, the two customers in front of her were relaxed and unfazed.

From the moment they walked in through the door until they sat down, Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan maintained a calm stance and serene demeanor. Ms. Huang deduced that they were two brothers who were used to entering and exiting high-end establishments.

Bei Quan and Ms. Huang exchanged business cards. This time, he undertook the alias “Wei Beiquan” and pretended to be a native Chinese returning from overseas. Wei Fuyuan, his younger brother, was turning 18 at the end of the month and he wanted to throw a grandiose birthday celebration for his younger brother.

Ms. Huang conducted a quick search in Fèng Xīngchéng city’s celebrity circle and instantly discovered the surname “Wei”. She thought these Wei relatives returned to China from overseas and wanted to take advantage of the east wind in Fèng Xīngchéng city, so they wanted to hold a party by taking advantage of the little son’s birthday. In truth, they coveted to join the city’s social circle of celebrities and wealthy families.

After deeming that she had figured out her customer’s intentions, Ms. Huang seemed more enthusiastic.

She took out a thick pile of information, asked what ideas Bei Quan had in mind and began to sell Amway.

Bei Quan lied nonchalantly, as if he were a returnee with both money and leisure who aspired to blend into the city’s social circle.

Wei Fuyuan, who was seated next to him, clicked his tongue, thinking the man’s mouth was a deceptive ghost. He was babbling nonsense, yet his face was not flushed and his heart was calm. His acting abilities were flawless. Oscar owes him a golden statue!

At the same time, Young Master Wei was feeling a little sad and anxious in his heart. He couldn’t help but lose his mind, thinking over what Bei Quan had said to him earlier, trying to figure out how he could possibly blurt out all this nonsense without thinking about lip service with such ease.

He didn’t have to do much, fortunately.

Wei Fuyuan just had to play the role of a young master who was a little cold because he had to deal with these troublesome interactions and then respond ‘okay’ or ‘whatever’ when Bei Quan occasionally asked for his opinion.

Bei Quan spent an entire hour with Ms. Huang seriously planning for a hypothetical birthday party.

Just when Wei Fuyuan was beginning to feel that this was a waste of time, Bei Quan naturally asked, “Is the host of the party arranged by you?”

“If you have a host you want to appoint, of course, it’s fine.” Ms. Huang replied in seconds, “If not, we can also arrange it.”

“Oh?”

Bei Quan slightly tilted his head, “I just returned from abroad so I’m not quite familiar with local artists. How qualified is your staff?”

“You can be sure of that!” Ms. Huang quickly affirmed, “We’re all experienced and professional hosts here. In terms of employee quality, we spare no effort.”

“Really?”

Bei Quan squinted his eyes, “I remember that you were on the news not long ago, something about someone quarrelling and using a knife to kill someone?”

As soon as the keywords came out, Wei Fuyuan next to him instantly recovered consciousness and automatically perked his ears.

When Ms. Huang heard the client mention the case, her hospitable smile froze on her face.

“Ah, that’s just the case… Yes, it’s just an extremely unfortunate case!” She reluctantly said, “After all, there will always be people with extreme personalities…”

“But I heard that they came to a conflict because of emotional disputes?”

Bei Quan smiled.

“I came all the way and noticed that there are so many beautiful girls in your company.”

He said, clasping Wei Fuyuan’s shoulder affectionately.

“But my brother is only eighteen. It’s easy for young people to grow up crooked when they are exposed to too many temptations. It’s better to be safe, don’t you think so?.” 𝚋𝚎ｄｎｏｖ𝚎𝚕．𝚌ｏｍ

Ms. Huang’s expression became more and more embarrassed.

Bei Quan replied politely, but the implication was clear—your Lisa Media’s relationship between men and women was so messed up that life was lost. How terrible was the ambiance? Don’t let those corrupted people come to influence my baby brother when he is still so young!

Ms. Huang subconsciously said, “Because that employee at our firm was not in good mental health, he was unable to restrain himself after being stimulated… Following that incident, our boss put a high priority on this issue and employed a competent psychiatric counselor to advise the entire company!”

After a pause, she stressed, “There is no emotional conflict! Our firm is highly respectable and never mistreats men or women! ”

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When Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan returned to Sāntúchuān, it was already 10 p.m..

Bei Quan had planned to send Wei Fuyuan to wash and sleep first, then discuss the matters afterward. But Young Master Wei was so anxious that he couldn’t sleep. So he cornered Bei Quan and demanded an explanation.

According to Ms. Huang, Shen Xing’s temperament was not particularly normal and he also had several disputes with Xu Ziyi previously, so he killed him by a spur of the moment decision.

However, when asked about why they argued, Ms. Huang refused to admit that it was a ‘love conflict between men and women’ as it had spread on the Internet.

Wei Fuyuan remembered very clearly. At that time, Ms. Huang blurted out, “Since it’s an emotional dispute, there must be a third party, right? But if there is no third party, what kind of emotional dispute is it?”

“Funny enough, the information I obtained from the police is the same.”

Bei Quan smiled, “Isn’t it abnormal?”

Wei Fuyuan’s eyes widened.

When Shen Xing killed someone, the natural course of action would be to detain him.

After criminal detention, the police of course, had to find out the cause and effect.

According to Shen Xing’s confession, Xu Ziye ridiculed him at that time for having a toad’s desire to eat swan meat and he became angry and picked up a knife.

T/N- A chinese idiom

Anyone who heard this rhetoric would feel that Shen Xing was definitely in unrequited love with a certain woman in the company.

The police inquired about the woman’s name and identity and then proceeded to Lisa Media Co. Ltd. for an official inquiry. They thoroughly checked all of the company’s personnel files, but they couldn’t find any trace of the woman named ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ who Shen Xing kept bringing up.

There were no other witnesses at the time, the surveillance footage couldn’t pick up the voice and the second party was dead. The cops couldn’t figure out what they were arguing over. As a result, they could only regard Shen Xing’s confession as a delusion and record the murder motivation as ‘a personal disagreement’.

“What do you mean by not found…?”

——Wei Fuyuan was rendered speechless.

The tipping point was so severe that Wei Fuyuan became overwhelmed.

It was still understandable why the female manager, surnamed Huang, refused to admit to this ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ dispute as the issue was serious enough to cause human death and would completely ruin the company’s reputation. But for the police to not be able to find this person, that only meant one thing. The legendary third person, ‘S’, the so-called devil’s daughter that Xiaoqing talked about, never existed in the first place.

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“Is Xiaoqing lying? Can they lie on your hotline?”

Wei Fuyuan’s thoughts were jumbled.

“Wait—this is not right!”

He massaged his forehead and blurted a series of speculations in one breath, “Shen Xing’s confession did have a woman named ‘Yan Shuangshuang’, right? This is the same as Xiaoqing’s. If the content of the call is accurate then… Could it be——the two of them worked together to fabricate a non-existent person? But for what? To excuse the murderer?”

Bei Quan revealed a? small smile.

“What do you think?”

He thought for a while and spoke, “Xiaoqing said, it is her own truth.”

Wei Fuyuan: “??”

He was perplexed for a long while and honestly acknowledged that he didn’t understand, “What is this ‘one’s own truth’ ?”

“Let me put it in a simpler way.”

Bei Quan explained patiently.

“[Thriller Night Talk] is a program specially set up by us to catch Hui Gui. Its wavelength is very special, and only those who have made contact with the Hui Gui would be able to listen to the receiving mode exclusively.”

“They don’t need to use any equipment to listen to the program, because the content is directly transmitted to their brain through the radio waves emitted by our magic weapon. To be precise, their state at that time is like a person daydreaming. The content of the program is what they know and feel in their dreams.”

“This state of sleeping but not sleeping, or awake but not awake, will make them particularly eager to talk. Therefore, they will tell/spill stories about their fear, anxiety, or other emotions freely.”

Bei Quan didn’t explain how those people called the hotline.

“Generally under such conditions, callers don’t lie—but that doesn’t mean what they say is always the truth.”

“Take Mr. A for an example, he only knew that he was the next prey of the ‘Executioner’, but he didn’t know why he was killed until he died. What the caller told us was the truth in their own perception. Do you understand?”

Wei Fuyuan nodded in a daze.

“…Hm, maybe…”

He replied in a diffident tone, “That is to say, Xiaoqing herself believes that there is a woman named S or Yan Shuangshuang, to be precise a magical girl who can make all the men around infatuated with her. And also the fact that someone even killed their colleagues for the sake of this ‘Yan Shuangshuang’.”

Young Master Wei pondered for a moment, “However, the police could not locate this person and Lisa’s media seemed not to acknowledge the existence of such a beauty. So, does this Yan Shuangshuang really exist? Is it a human or a ghost? And most importantly, where is she now?”

Author’s Note-

The author has something to say: Ah- to tell you the truth, this story has nothing to do with Fujiang!

Editor’s Note-

Heya readers! This is Ignis (fyi- I’m simpforlife) So I’m one of the editors for TNT and I simp. Yeah that was self-evident ; I’m kinda like a jack-of-all-fandoms and master of none (I go everywhere lol) but danmeitwt is my religion and I’m loyal! Nice meeting y’all and please continue to support TNT! See you in the next chapter Stay safe and simp on~