I will never give in to Miss Death

"Central District? Why didn't you tell me earlier? The First People's Hospital is in the Central District. Wait over there for a while. I'll drive over there."

"how long will it takes?"

"Ten minutes if it's quick."

"Then I'll wait here."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, I packed up my cleaning tools, washed my hands and face, put on some sunscreen, and walked out of the house.

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? How much can he get for stealing shoes?"

"You asked... Ah Hui and the others to work overtime these days, one person per building, I don't believe... that we can't catch him."

On the first floor, Yang Kun, the housing manager of Building 3, and Yang Kun, the housing manager of Building 1, were chatting. Both of them were flushed and out of breath, and it was obvious that they had just exercised very intensely.

Seeing that the two were out of breath, I took a bottle of water from Rabbit's backpack and handed it to Yang Kun: "How is it?"

"Oh! Beautiful lady brings water."

Yang Kun was not polite, he took the water and said to a building manager next to him very proudly: "Haha, you didn't, did you? The tenants of our three buildings are so kind and lovely."

As he said this, he gulped down most of the water.

"cut."

The building manager of Building 1 was a little depressed. He looked at me, then at Yang Kun, and seemed a little surprised that such a young child would live there. "Little sister, don't you have class today?"

"Have a holiday."

I responded: "My brother asked me to come over to help with cleaning."

There is a reason why I gave Yang Kun some water - I'm about to check out, so I want to get to know him a little bit in advance.

In addition to catching thieves, raising cats, feeding them and catching mice, and warning surrounding residents not to raise chickens or bang stones in the middle of the night, the work of these property managers also includes "charging for check-out."

Having rented many houses, I know the tricks involved.

The vast majority of tenants will ask the property management to deduct a lot of inexplicable "fees" when they check out, such as wall cleaning fees, sanitation fees, pet odor removal fees, etc., and these deductions are generally only related to the mood of the property management, which means that they have the right to decide whether to deduct more or less from you when you check out.

A bottle of mineral water is only two yuan. Now I will get familiar with the property manager. When I check out, I believe that the extra deposit he returns to me can be fully offset against it.

"That thief ran too fast."

Although Yang Kun had just boasted to the man next to him, after drinking half of my water, he still handed the bottle of water to a building manager next to him: "But I'll remember his face. Next time I see him wandering around here, I'll definitely take him down!"

I smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yang Kun was somewhat flattered: "It's not hard, it's what I should do."

"Then I'll go back first, and come back to clean up next time when I'm free."

There are two meanings to what I said. The first is, "It's really hard for me, a little girl, to go back and forth between two places to clean the place. You all watched me." The second is, "I have cleaned the place, more than once, and you all watched me. Don't deduct so much money when I check out."

In fact, whether I clean the house or not, it makes no difference to the boss who contracts this apartment.

Because this building...has a cleaning lady.

The cleaning lady is a permanent employee, working from 8 am to 8 pm every day. When she has nothing to do, she cleans the corridors. When there is something going on, such as a tenant checking out, she does cleaning and disinfection.

The cleaning lady’s salary is fixed. She will not get a salary increase just because a lot of tenants check out this month and she has to clean every day. Nor will she not get paid just because she has nothing to do for a month.

As long as a tenant checks out, the auntie has to clean the room and restore everything inside to its previous state. This is their job. If the tenant does not clean and the room is dirty and messy, the auntie will just have to do it for a little longer.

If the tenant's room is dirty, the tenant's deposit will be deducted, and the cleaning lady will work more but get no money. If the tenant's room is clean, the tenant's deposit will be deducted less, and the cleaning lady will work less and get no money.

As an auditor, the property manager will not receive any commission just because he deducts more money from the tenants.

The tenants had money deducted in the name of "sanitation fees", but the cleaning lady did not get the money, and the property manager did not get the money either.

So where did all the deducted money go?

"Okay! Little sister, be careful on the road, and remember to look at the traffic lights when crossing the road!"

Amid the concerned voice of the housing manager, I left the apartment with my rabbit backpack on my back and walked along the alley outside straight to the "Hao Zhai Lai" fruit shop on the side of the road.

After waiting for a few minutes at the fruit store, I saw a car with a license plate of "Shen AD4399" parked on the side of the road. Lu Xinjian rolled down the window and waved at me: "This way!"

I got into the car from the back door and joked, "Uncle, you're not going to kidnap me, are you?"

"How could that be? You are the savior of me... me and my daughter."

Lu Xinjian quickly explained: "I will make sure you are sent back safely in a while."

I was silent for a moment. “Organ donation prohibits family members from checking the donor’s information. What did you and your daughter say?”

“My daughter knows everything.”

Lu Xinjian said as he drove: "She has been very smart and sensible since she was a child. We just asked her to talk to a sister these few days, and she understood everything."

The car swayed and was driven by Lu Xinjian to the main road outside.

"Your daughter must have gotten used to your father's great powers."

I smiled bitterly: "Like me... when my brother told me he was leaving, I... I didn't know what he meant."

"..."

Lu Xinjian didn't say anything for a while, until he drove the car to the Central District Ring Road, then he said, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing. My brother... has been like this since he was a child."

I felt like I was talking nonsense. "He's a good guy. When he was in college, he saw something about body donation and organ donation on the Internet, so he signed up without hesitation. But after graduation, he's been... um."

"So what was my brother like at the time?"

How did "I" die? It couldn't be "neck laceration", "carotid artery rupture" or "excessive blood loss", right? This is obviously murder!

"Your brother saved many people. He is our hero."

Lu Xinjian's tone was also a little deep: "I asked the doctor at the time. Your brother came to the hospital alone. He told the deputy director on duty that his hands and feet were a little numb. He searched online and suspected that there was a problem with the blood vessels in his brain. He also said that if there was any accident, his body would be donated, and he asked the deputy director to record a video."

"and then?"

"Then...then the hospital checked and found that it was indeed a ruptured cerebral blood vessel. He died very soon. He couldn't be saved in the hospital, and there was more than one bleeding point."

Lu Xinjian didn’t realize I was trying to trick him: “First People’s Hospital, your brother was in the ward for less than an hour before he died.”

"Oh……"

I pretended to be sad, took out my phone, and sent a text message to Yin Xiamo in the room -

[How did you reattach the head after the neck was cut off? ]

After a while, Yin Xiamo replied: [Is this difficult for the God of Death? ]

I don't accept it: [You can even resurrect the dead? ]

Yin Xiamo replied: [Other dead people can’t do this, but you can. I’ve told you, I’m your personal god of death.]

【And you also controlled my body? 】

【Just the aftermath】

"..."

Why do you do this?

After thinking about it, I decided to ask in detail: [Since you are my personal Grim Reaper, why did you take my body to the hospital to donate organs?]

[Because this will make you have the habit of thinking that you have cut off the male body from the past cause and effect, making you think that your male existence is dead, and you have found your final wish somewhere else. You will feel that the death of the male body is worth it... After having such inertial thinking, you will be more likely to accept the body of a girl, my little cutie]

"..."

I instantly felt like I was being tricked.

You are really a big devil

[Thank you for the compliment. When will my little cutie come back? The dumplings you made this morning are not enough for two meals, right?]

[I won’t go back, because I have already started the “Starving Demons at Home Campaign”]

[That's too much! Nuoer, can you really bear to watch a cute girl like me starve? ]

[I am so heartless, so heartless]

After sending this message, I put away my phone: "Let's not talk about me or my brother, let's talk about your daughter, her name is Lu Xinmeng?"

"Correct."

Lu Xinjian looked very happy: "You actually knew that?"

"Didn't you always say Xinmeng Xinmeng before? And your last name is Lu."

I said calmly: "It's a very simple reasoning."

Lu Xinjian is the boss, and he is not the type of man who would marry into the wife's family. They only have one child, so whose surname can the daughter take if not her father's?

"Is that so? I don't remember ever mentioning Xinmeng's name."

Lu Xinjian was a little embarrassed, and then he seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, if you write novels... you have a fan group, right?"

"Yes, I have."

I nodded: "But almost no one in the group discusses novels."

"I'm in your group."

Lu Xinjian took out the phone next to him, pressed a few buttons on it, and showed me the screen: "Also, you can check in the group, there is a person named 'Youtiao Jun doesn't like Youtiao'."

I was a little confused: "What happened to that person?"

I remember that Youtiaojun didn’t like Youtiao. He once gave me several hundred yuan in rewards when Yaedang Novel Network was still available.

Because I usually have the habit of reading comments and complaining when I have free time, I can basically remember the names of people who give rewards and vote for monthly tickets. My general impression of this ID is that he gives rewards of several hundred yuan and votes for monthly tickets every month, and his image in the group is that of a "big brother" who often chats about novel plots.

This guy should be the older brother...right? His profile picture is a cat.

After all, my novel has a male protagonist, and he is the kind of traditional monster-killing and level-up male protagonist who is very common in another world. Almost no girls like to read this kind of novel. In addition, this "Youtiao Jun Doesn't Like Youtiao" did not set his QQ gender, and his name also contains the word "Jun", so everyone in the group calls him "Youtiao Jun".

As we all know, readers in the reader group usually discuss games, show off their cute cards, discuss pornographic pictures and anime movies, but they never discuss novels.

And Youtiaojun is a person in my group who always discusses the plot whenever he pops up——

[New chapter: Nuoer is so handsome! ]

[Will the hero be with Nuo'er in the end? Don't post knives, I can't stand seeing knives...]

[Is God's crack magic stronger than the protagonist's magic? ]

It is precisely because what Youtiaojun talks about in the group is almost always related to novels, and he doesn’t play games or talk about anime and movies, that he gives me the impression of being more "serious".

How did Lu Xinjian know that there was this person in my group? Is he Youtiaojun?

"Youtiao-kun is my daughter."

Under my puzzled gaze, Lu Xinjian put away his phone. "When her heart was at its worst, she couldn't wear new clothes and could only lie in bed. After she knew that I, her father, was running a novel website, she kept asking to read novels. I had no choice but to ask editor Elodie to recommend a few books, and one of them was yours. That year, my daughter almost read novels as soon as she woke up."

"She originally followed five or six books, but the authors all ran away, leaving you as the only one still updating. I also joined your group in order to have something in common with my daughter."

At this point, Lu Xinjian turned around and looked at me: "Isn't it amazing? I also found it incredible when I looked up information before. It turns out that we are old acquaintances. By the way, you wrote that novel, right? I heard from Elodie and the others that you borrowed your brother's ID card to write it at that time. Did you write it or was it your brother who wrote it?"

"Yes...I wrote it."

I didn’t know what to say for a moment: “I just wanted to make some money at that time…I didn’t write very well.”

"Xinmeng likes it very much. That girl hasn't read many online novels before. She likes yours the best among those books."

"Oh……"

"..."

The First People's Hospital itself is not far from the Snail House. During the time that Lu Xinjian and I were talking, the car had been driving west along the wide road, arriving near the hospital gate and stopped in the parking lot here.

"Inpatient building, fifth floor."

After closing the car door, Lu Xinjian walked up to me and said, "My daughter asked me to pick you up as soon as she woke up this morning. She said she wanted to read about her lifesaver and her favorite author, and she also prepared a lot of small gifts for you."

I looked up: "A small gift?"

"You'll know once you go there."

Together with the father, I followed the crowd into the elevator. When the elevator stopped on the third floor, I noticed a translucent Grim Reaper flying across the aisle in front.

"Oncology."

After the elevator door closed, perhaps noticing that I was attracted by the world outside the door, Lu Xinjian casually explained.