The fat otaku’s computer had virtually no security, easily breached by Xu Fei.
Xu Fei then saw videos stored on the hard drive of Bai Feng bathing and changing clothes.
“This guy’s definitely a creep, huh? What’s this?”
Xu Fei closed the page in disgust, then noticed something else unusual.
There were three hard drives storing similar videos; one, containing Bai Feng’s footage, was the only password-protected one, clearly this guy’s prized collection.
But that didn’t stump Xu Fei. Besides another drive collecting pinhole camera footage, there was a third.
When Xu Fei opened it, the contents shocked him.
The videos inside were edited, featuring all the discussions Xu Fei had about his identity and the Kawashima family.
An ordinary creep, as Xu Fei initially thought, wouldn’t bother editing so much footage.
After all, what creep would enjoy watching a man talking to himself or on the phone? They’d complain it took up space.
Seeing this, Xu Fei realised this guy was no ordinary creep.
No longer willing to wait, Xu Fei kicked the otaku awake.
The guy was out cold, only stirring after two or three kicks.
“Who’s there… don’t you know I’m sleep—”
The creep wiped drool from his mouth, still groggy, then suddenly snapped awake.
It hit him: he lived alone, no friends, no family, and the downstairs door was always locked.
Besides ordering takeout, he never opened it, so who was this menacing man standing before him?
“Could it be… a thief!”
The creep assumed Xu Fei was a burglar who’d stumbled upon him while rummaging.
He didn’t know Xu Fei had actually climbed in through a window. Terrified, he dropped to his knees, pleading, “I… I beg you, don’t kill me! I’ll give you money, just don’t kill me!”
The creep shakily pulled an iron box from under the bed, containing what looked like tens of thousands in cash.
Xu Fei watched him offer the money, sneering with disdain.
“You think I care about your filthy cash? Want to live? Then come here and answer my questions properly!”
Seeing the gleaming long knife in Xu Fei’s hand, the creep had no time to wonder if it was his own or not.
He obediently shuffled to the computer, where Xu Fei pointed at the screen and said, “Recognise the man in this video?”
The creep, now sobered by fear, instantly recognised the hard drive’s contents and blurted, “That’s… footage I secretly recorded with a pinhole camera in someone’s house. Why are you asking?”
