【The Sin of Voyeurism】(02) 【Author: guo5908】

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(Part Two)

I was jolted awake by a dream and got out of bed after 12 o'clock. The intermittent sounds of firecrackers and
noise outside had stopped. I ate a quick meal and listened to the quiet downstairs. The woman had probably left. I
took out my periscope and looked down from the windows of the balcony, bedroom, and kitchen. There was no one downstairs. I glanced around and saw
that the kitchen window was open, while the other windows were closed. I racked my brains trying to find a way to
secure the locking device, because entering through the door would be too conspicuous. This building has two elevators and four apartments per floor, so unlocking would be too obvious.
I could only lower it to the window and then pry open the screen to get into the room. Securing the locking device to the cabinet took a lot of
effort . I didn't want anything to happen from the 19th floor. With the tools and listening device ready, I just had to wait for dark
to start.

After setting up the listening device and recording equipment, it was already past 3 PM. I lay in bed for a while, then
picked up the phone and called Lei Zi.

"Hey, Hei Zi," Lei Zi said. "You son of a bitch, why couldn't I get through to you?" I
asked .

"Oh, I've been out running errands these past few days, so the cell phone signal might be bad. By the way,
how's that thing my distant uncle asked you to do coming along?"

"It's being prepared. I've never heard of you having such a mediocre uncle before."

"Yeah, he used to be abroad. Since he's a distant relative, we didn't keep in touch much. I ran into him when I went back to my hometown
recently . He didn't go to any graves; he just
ate with other relatives at home. That's when I found out he's my uncle, quite wealthy. I heard he owns a company abroad, and as he gets older,
he wants to return to his hometown to develop his business. He opened a pharmaceutical company in City B. A few days ago, he called me saying he wanted to investigate some private
matters and asked if I knew anyone with connections. He seemed quite generous, so I thought you
could earn some money for your future child's milk powder. Hey, is he investigating his wife's affairs? Hehe, you know what I mean."

"You little rascal, he's still your uncle. It's not about his wife; I've never met her.
It's something else. Don't ask. Maintaining client confidentiality is a principle and a professional ethic. By the way,
if asks if you and I were dealing in secondhand hotel supplies in City C, don't let it slip. Cover it up for me."

"Okay, don't worry. I have some things to take care of, so I'll have to go. My uncle,
well, he's not close to me. Just take the money as you see fit. But I've met him a few times,
and he's quite shrewd, unlike other rich people. He's not like those nouveau riche or arrogant types. Sometimes he seems
rather sinister, so be careful."

"Okay, thanks, brother." Hearing Lei Zi say that, I felt that Lei Zi was still the most reliable person. After all these
years, he had helped me a lot with my current job.

After hanging up, I thought about calling Zhuang Ying, but I thought she might be busy at the hospital, so I put the phone down again.
Because it was already the beginning of autumn, it got dark early. Around 7 pm, the sun was almost setting. When it was completely dark, I
changed into my night clothes, put on a hood and gloves. The night clothes were actually a tight-fitting wetsuit-like thing
with few buttons, so I wouldn't get caught on nails or anything while working. It took
about , nothing like my time in the army. The safety rope was so uncomfortable around my beer belly.
I put on shoe covers before getting down from the kitchen counter; better safe than sorry. As soon as I entered the living room from the kitchen, I
smelled a woman's perfume, I think it was Chanel No. 5, with a faint green tea scent. The rooms were very clean and quite luxuriously
decorated . None of the room doors were closed, and the cabinets and furniture were almost all floor-to-ceiling. I first
placed a wireless listening device on top of the wardrobe in the bedroom, one under the sofa in the living room, and one on top of the bookcase in the study.
There was a laptop in the study that didn't require a password to boot. I changed the folder options to show hidden files and
searched for Word and Excel spreadsheets, which brought up a bunch of results. Because I was worried someone might suddenly come back, I copied them all
to a USB drive. I also searched for large files, which were mostly TV series and the like. It seemed there was nothing else
of value on the computer. I shut it down and restored it to its original state. Remembering that Mr. Hou had said he'd pay extra for video files,
I searched all the places in the study where things might be hidden, but found nothing. I moved on to the master bedroom.
There was a huge wedding photo on the bed. The woman, surnamed Li, was quite pretty; perhaps because of makeup, she looked a bit
like Ran Mutou from Japan, and her demeanor was somewhat similar. Her husband was average-looking, with a round face, and looked a bit sleazy. I thought to myself:
all the good women have been wasted on pigs.

I rummaged through the bedside table and found nothing but a phone charger, condoms, and sanitary napkins.
The wardrobe had women's dresses, coats, and folded pants hanging inside. There were four drawers at the bottom, presumably for
underwear. The first drawer contained bras, the second panties—I casually flipped through them—and they were all
blue and black lace panties, the sexy kind, with a few thongs. This woman is really slutty; even
her panties are so small. Then I opened the third drawer and was shocked—it was full of stockings, neatly folded. I'm pretty daring when it comes to stockings
. Zhuang Ying is quite conservative when we have sex. I've suggested she wear stockings, but she's never agreed
. She says it's too provocative, like a prostitute. I picked up a few and played with them for a while; they all had a faint
scent of laundry detergent. Some of them had a jacquard butterfly crotch. Just thinking about how this woman surnamed Li wearing these made me
aroused. I picked one up and opened it. "Clang..." Something fell out. Since the light was off,
I didn't know what it was. I shone my flashlight on it—wow, it was a USB drive! This woman hid it
in her stockings. Her husband probably wouldn't bother going through her stockings for no reason; she hid it quite discreetly.

My phone rang then. Damn, I forgot to silence it. I saw the caller ID was my wife, so I quickly took off my gloves, swiped
the phone to answer, and said, "Hello, wife." After the call, I put the drawers back in their original places,
tidied up the stockings a bit, and casually put the USB drive in my pocket.

"Honey, what are you doing? I miss you." Something felt off; my wife
hadn't spoken to me like that in a long time.

"I was out with Lei all day, I'm tired, just resting. What are you doing? Still at the hospital?"

"Yeah, at the hospital. There's a lot going on in the department, and I can't take my day off this Sunday. Why are you talking to me like that?"
"She was mumbling something," I mumbled. Hearing her, I realized I was still wearing a hood, which made it difficult to speak. Afraid my wife
would suspect something, I took it off. Coming downstairs, I was sweating and a little hot, so I went to the living room to answer the phone.

"It's been chilly these past few nights, you might have caught a cold. Take good care of yourself. I'll
be back ."

"Honey, don't work too hard. We're not in a rush to earn money, we can earn it slowly. Honey,
let's have a baby when you come back!" I was overjoyed. Zhuang Ying finally had the idea of having a baby.

"Aren't you going to be a specialist? Wouldn't having a baby interfere with your treatment? Maybe we should wait until you're done with your treatment,
" I said, afraid she'd change her mind after I got back.

"It's okay, I've almost finished preparing for the exam, and I've also gathered
most of . I've almost been a resident for a year now, and I'm already 32. I don't want to become an elderly mother.
What's wrong with you, taking so long?" I thought to myself, she must have made up her mind.

"Okay, I'll go when I get back. I love you, honey." Just then, I heard a very faint
"ding-dong" sound from the other end of the phone, a bit like the sound of a Taobao message, not very noticeable.

"I love you too, honey. What was that sound on your end?"

"Oh, there was no sound. Ah, that was probably the intern nurses at the nursing station playing on their phones.
Xiao Tang, you should silence your phone. The nursing department will be coming to check on us soon. Aren't you afraid of getting points deducted?" My wife
said in a slightly scolding tone.

"It's nothing, I was just asking casually. You're busy, don't let it interfere with your work." Although I was happy inside, answering the phone at
this time and place was really a bit too much for my heart.

"Okay, honey, bye-bye. Remember to smoke less and don't drink. We have important things to do when you get back," I
thought. Maybe my wife saw her colleagues with babies and it triggered her maternal instincts; she wanted a child.

I quickly tidied up, checked each room for signs of anyone having been there, and climbed back up to
the 20th floor. By the time I got back, my back was soaked with sweat. I tidied up, took a shower, and started setting up
the equipment. I turned on the computer and reached into my nightgown pocket for the USB drive I had copied. Just as I put my hand in the pocket, I was
shocked. Oh no, I forgot to put the USB drive I had hidden in my stockings back in its place. My wife's call
was really too damn inconvenient . I copied everything from the USB drive to my computer,
put my clothes back on, and was about to put the USB drive back when I heard the door open downstairs. Holy crap, someone's back downstairs? Wasn't that woman supposed
to be in City A?

"Clatter..." The sound of high heels echoed. I thought to myself, "Let's leave it at that for now. She probably won't check her hidden
things every day." Hoping for the best, I put on my headset. "I've already booked a room. Why did you have to come back to
your place? It's so far from here in City A," a man's voice came through, followed by the
rustling .

"Everyone uses the sheets, duvet covers, and towels at hotels. I never stay in hotels if I can avoid it.
I'll take a shower first, then you can shower," the woman surnamed Li said.

"Is your husband really not coming back today? I always feel a little guilty at home."

"Don't you dare act all innocent! I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Are you afraid my husband will kill you when he gets back
?"

"No, baby, who's afraid of that impotent coward of yours? I just missed you. I drove for
more than two hours. If we hadn't come back, you'd be floating on air by now, hehe," followed by the
rustling .

"Don't say that about him... um... you didn't brush your teeth, um... your clothes are all wrinkled," came the smacking
sounds of kissing. It seemed this man was the one she'd been talking to on WeChat last night.

"Baby, touch me, I'm already like this, why would I brush my teeth?"

"Um... be gentle, you'll tear my socks, ah... um, you're so annoying," accompanied by
the man's heavy breathing, the rustling sounds grew louder, along with the sound of unbuckling a belt.

"Ah, don't lick there, I haven't showered, umm."

"I love that you haven't showered, I love that pungent smell down there, it excites me. You say don't lick, but it
's soaking wet through your panties and stockings. Baby, come on, take off your skirt, turn around, ride on my face, don't take off your stockings, I
'll make you feel good," the man said.

"Tsk tsk... your genitals are still so tender after all these years, don't just stand there, lick my dick,
I love your pungent smell," followed by the sound of tearing clothes.

「嗯，呼，你怎么，哦……，把袜子弄破了」，伴着女人媚骨的呻吟声和吞
吐阴茎的声音，女人因为含着阴茎说话不方便，上气不接下气。

「舒服，宝贝，对，再舔深一点，舔舔蛋蛋，哦……，你穿这么淫荡的丁字
裤，都湿透了，啧……，是不是准备勾引我，让我弄你啊，哦，啊，别咬啊你」，
女人吐唾沫的声音，「别………，嗯，别舔了，啊，嗯，我受不了了，啊……」，
「呼呼……」女人深呼吸声。

「宝贝，爽不爽，来，转过来，我从前面来」，「把腿再分开点」。

「哦，好湿，好紧，你老公看来没什么福气，享受不了你这种极品女人，嗯，
小弟弟硬吧」，我心想，操你妈的，这个男的真是个畜生，操别人老婆还带羞辱
人家老公的，下回让我碰见非揍这丫的。

"Um, get down first, um... you're not wearing a condom, get down and put one on," the woman said, a little anxious
and angry. Then came the sound of a drawer opening. "Don't take the one from the bedside table. My husband is very careful; if he
finds out, we're both doomed. Aren't you going to use your own?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go get it," came the clattering of footsteps, followed by the sound of a condom being torn open.
"Baby, put it on," the man said smugly.

The bed creaked. "Ah, be gentle, you always hurt me, um."

"Hoo, hoo, I'm afraid you won't be satisfied if I don't go all out, tsk tsk... is my little brother big, baby? Oh,
don't squeeze me, if you squeeze, um, I'm coming, kiss me," came the sounds of the two kissing, accompanied by "slurping"
sounds.

"Oh..., mmm, mmm..., so good, you, you always manage to... make me feel so good,
ah, just like that, hitting, hitting the spot, ah..., faster, I'm about to come," suddenly, the creaking of the bed
was not as intense as before.

「你怎么不动了，嗯，刚要到了，你怎么了」，女人懒懒的说道。

男人坏笑着说到，「我是不是每次都比你老公厉害，宝贝，你叫我老公，我
就继续操你」，我操你妈，这个孙子，听到这我有股想下去揍这个孙子的冲动，
我其实对爱情和婚姻挺忠贞的，喜欢看身材好的女人，喜欢看美女是一个男人的
本能，就跟看岛国电影你不硬证明你有问题一样，就像现在我听他们偷情一下，
下体也是硬邦邦的，脑子里也有意淫的画面，但这不能证明对自己的爱情、老婆
失去兴趣及责任了。 I've never cheated on my wife since we got married. Even though we don't have frequent
sex , and during the year she was on call as the chief resident, I never went out to find prostitutes or hook up. Firstly, I
'm a germaphobe, and secondly, I don't have that much spare money (even if I did, I wouldn't bother, unlike Lei who's always chatting with girls on WeChat and Momo
). I have a lot of contempt for women who cheat; I don't understand their motives. Is it to seek
thrills, for sex, for money, for love? Thinking about these things gives me a headache. On the other hand, as long as my wife
is faithful, I don't care what others do.

"You fucking pervert! Do it or don't, if you dare mention him again, don't ever contact me again!" the woman cursed. This
woman seemed to still have feelings for her husband, probably because he was impotent.

"Hmm... ah," the man seemed to thrust hard, and he groaned.

"Hmm, tsk tsk... ah, oh, ahhhhh," the bed resumed its intense creaking sounds. "Serves you right for
being so stubborn, cursing me with your mouth, but you're biting my dick so hard down there."

"You... ahh, um," the woman seemed to be reaching her limit, her words trailing off.

"Huff... huff... call me husband, hurry up, say you'll do me well," the man's breathing grew heavier.

"Ahh, um... you... how can you be so... um, shameless, ahh," "Husband, husband...
do me, um," it seemed this woman had no dignity in the face of lust.

"Okay, baby, husband will do you well, oh, I'm going to cum, huff huff..." the man's breathing
grew heavier, the woman's moans grew louder, then the man let out a "uh" and fell silent,
leaving only the woman's heavy breathing.

Hearing this, I figured the two of them must be exhausted and wouldn't be talking anymore,
so I took off my headphones, turned off the listening device, and prepared to rest. I checked the time and it was almost 10 o'clock. I washed up and went to sleep.
I have to go back to City A tomorrow to work a night shift for a colleague.
I've copied everything from that woman's computer and USB drive. Tomorrow I'll turn on the listening device to record automatically. I was too tired today to
look at the copied files. I'll check them when I get back the day after tomorrow.

After finishing my night shift at my workplace in City A, I was heading home to change. The weather was a bit chilly after the start of autumn,
so I called Zhuang Ying beforehand. She wasn't home. When I got home, I found the house spotless;
she must have cleaned it the day I left. Even the trash can for used toilet paper was cleaned. Since we're often
away , the rooms and trash cans don't get too dirty even if we don't clean them for a month. I was secretly pleased. I used to be
the one cleaning; my wife rarely did anything, especially the trash cans—she always thought they were too dirty. Now, maybe she's
planning to have a baby and is taking on the role of mother early. I took a few long-sleeved shirts and trousers from the closet,
changing out of my shorts... I changed into a pair of sweatpants, and the lighter fell out of my shorts pocket and rolled under the bed.
I used a bed brush to retrieve it, and it came with a lot of dust and lint. I took the lighter out and wiped it clean. I used some
toilet paper to clean the floor and found something that looked like glass among the things that came out with the lint. It was
very small. After wiping away the dust, I found it was a tiny diamond. I figured it must have
been set . She works at a hospital and often wears disposable gloves, and the hospital doesn't allow rings or anything like that to prevent them from tearing
the gloves, so she didn't wear it much after I bought it. I couldn't remember where she put it, so I just put this little
diamond in the box on the bedside table. It was almost 9 o'clock when I left home. Because I was in a hurry to get back to B City,
I was driving a bit too fast and got scratched by a tricycle. My taillight was broken. What bad luck! The tricycle driver kept apologizing
. My old car wasn't worth much, so I notified the insurance company to file a claim, took the car to the 4S shop for repairs, and then carpooled
to B City. I got back to Liyang Community around dusk. Just as I was about to rest, I heard
the "clack, clack" of high heels downstairs. It seemed that woman wasn't home that morning. I put on my headphones and heard a woman
on the phone . She was talking about how her husband was supposed to come home on Sunday, but something came up and he didn't. She was being coquettish and
complaining. I thought to myself, "You fucking wish your husband wouldn't come home." Then she started talking about some other random things.

I turned on my computer and started looking for the files copied from hers. I wasn't familiar with the accounts, but
most of them were from Lei's uncle's company—lists of supplies to hospitals and pharmacies,
sales figures, and other miscellaneous data. In a folder with seven or eight layers of records, I found one marked
"Important." I browsed it; it seemed this woman was using the company's name to buy
goods from other suppliers at lower prices, then bypassing the company's finances to sell them to pharmacies
in various the difference. The records were very detailed; she'd made about a
million yuan in the past six months. I felt something was off. President Hou is so wealthy; surely her vice president wouldn't
be investigated so thoroughly for personal gain? And if she owned 40% of the shares, she wouldn't risk smuggling. There must be
something else fishy going on. I looked for over two hours; it was getting dark. Still thinking about putting the USB drive
back , I put on my headphones to check if anyone was still downstairs.

It was very quiet downstairs, no sound at all. I checked the listening devices in the living room and study, but still no sound.
It was . I listened in the bathroom downstairs, but there was no sound either. Had she left? Since the listening devices were always
recording, I wanted to confirm whether she had left while I was looking for the copied accounts. I listened back for a while. During this time,
she received two phone calls. Someone called to ask if she was home because there was a package, and another one was probably her mother
inviting her to her house for dinner that evening, so she could pick up her child. Then I heard the sound of a door opening and the sound of something being dragged,
which must have been her package arriving. After a while, there were more sounds of doors opening and closing.
There were no listening devices at the doorway, in the kitchen, or in the bathroom. I could hear the door opening sound because it was loud, but the others were not very clear. Looking down through the periscope, I saw a...
It was dark, no lights. She must be gone. I put on gloves, wiped the fingerprints off the USB drive, dressed,
and slid down to her kitchen. I removed the screen, and as I left the kitchen, I stepped on something. I shone my flashlight on it and
saw a pair of purple high heels blocking the kitchen doorway. Cold sweat instantly broke out on my forehead. Was that woman home?!
I quickly turned off the flashlight. Calm down, I had to stay calm. My mind raced. If I were home,
the sound would be quite loud; she should have heard me. Where's Xiandian who sleeps? She shouldn't be home.
I mustered my courage and walked into the living room. No one was in the study, no one was in the bedroom. I went to the bathroom. The bathroom
door was ajar, letting in a little light from the window. I peeked through the crack and saw a pale face
slumped over the edge of the bathtub, her left hand hanging out. Damn, this woman is here! I was about to back away
when I realized something was wrong. Her eyes were open, but she wasn't moving. If she was taking a shower, the light should be on.
I pushed the door open a little, but she still didn't move. My heart skipped a beat. Could she be dead?! Damn, there she is!
I was about to back away when I realized something was wrong. Her eyes were open, but she wasn't moving at all. If she were taking a shower, the
light should be on. I pushed the door open a little, but she still didn't move. My heart skipped a beat. Could she be dead?

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