Chapter 110
Jongharng Chioujen
Chioujen and Tsaehorng then entered the front yard and headed straight to the living room. Once inside the house, they quickly gathered everyone together for a discussion in the dining room.
"Now I want to hear you tell me about the things that you experienced," said Jenqyih. "Let's start with your meeting with Mr. Juhrong."
Chioujen then repeated the story Juhrong had told him. He also told about the presence of Hershyh Goangjyh. But Chioujen did not share Hershyh's testimony.
I have to be very careful with that. Everything is still not clear. I don't want to mess up whatever Beaushu had planned.
"So Mr. Juhrong only conveyed a message from his friend," said Jenqyih. "Then did you meet Mr. Juhrong's friend?"
"Time is running out. I have to meet Mr. Mihgan at eight o'clock, so Tsaehorng went with Mr. Juhrong to meet his friend. So I think Tsaehorng will be the one telling the story," said Chioujen.
Tsaehorng nodded. He took a sip of the water in the glass he was holding. Then he started to open his mouth.
"Twenty past eight I arrived at Mr. Juhrong's work. The person we wanted to meet was not there yet. He had not returned from dinner. So I waited about ten minutes for him to appear. After that, I asked him about Uncle Duanmu."
Like Jenqyih and Jinqkang, Chioujen took Tsaehorng's words seriously. On the way home, Tsaehorng had said nothing about it. So this was the first time Chioujen had heard of it.
"Mr. Juhrong's friend's name is Muhshiah Lingjeou. He said that one week ago Uncle Duanmuh came to their office looking for a person named Ryhsaan Tsowshyang. This person had only worked for their company for three months, so naturally no one would know where he lives. This Muhshiah Lingjeou asked for one week's time to look for that information."
"Did Dahge pay Mr. Muhshiah for this information?" Asked Jenqyih.
"According to Mr. Muhshiah's confession, Uncle Duanmuh paid quite a large amount of money for this information. One week ago, Uncle Duanmuh gave cash to Mr. Muhshiah as a down payment, then the rest was transferred by Uncle Duanmuh to Mr. Muhshiah's bank account this morning."
Jenqyih and Chioujen looked at each other.
"It's not like Beaushu. It would be strange for Beaushu to be willing to fork out such a big reward. Who exactly is this Ryhsaan Tsowshyang?" Chioujen muttered to himself.
"After asking here and there, Mr. Muhshiah finally managed to get information about Ryhsaan Tsowshyang."
"What is the content of the information he got?" Asked Jenqyih.
"Mr. Muhshiah doesn't know. The source he asked for only gave him a large envelope. Without opening the envelope, he gave the envelope to Mr. Juhrong, who then gave the envelope to Uncle Duanmuh in front of the exhibition building."
Jenqyih shook his head with such a strong shake. "That sounds a bit impossible. Is there anything else that person is hiding? What do you think?"
Tsaehorng sighed. "I don't know, Uncle. Mr. Muhshiah seemed to have been candid about everything he knew."
Jenqyih nodded. "All right. We'll discuss that matter another time. Then, is Mr. Muhshiah willing to give you Dahge's contact number?"
"Not only Uncle Duanmuh's contact number. Mr. Muhshiah also gave the contact number of the source where he got information about Ryhsaan Tsowshyang. Even Mr. Muhshiah did not give Uncle Duanmuh that person's contact number."
"Tsaehorng, you must have spent enough money to get Mr. Muhshiah to share this information generously," Jenqyih said.
Tsaehorng smiled. "As well as other things. Money does make people easier to get along with. It's true that money can't buy everything. But our lives are much easier when we have money."
Everyone there laughed.
"I didn't give Mr. Hershyh any money earlier. This afternoon I also didn't give him anything in return," said Chioujen.
"Don't worry, Uncle. Earlier when I gave the money. I clearly said that the money was not only for Mr. Muhshiah. Mr. Hertyan, Mr. Juhrong, and Mr. Hershyh must get a share. But let him decide how much money he should give to those three people."
"Mr. Muhshiah doesn't know Mr. Hertyan and Mr. Hershyh. They are both friends of Mr. Juhrong," said Chioujen.
"Mr. Muhshiah knows Mr. Hershyh. Mr. Hershyh often comes to Mr. Juhrong's office, so many people there know him. Regarding Mr. Hertyan, he really doesn't know him. But he can entrust the money to Mr. Juhrong," said Tsaehorng.
Suddenly, the pager in Tsaehorng's pocket blared loudly. After seeing the news on the pager. Tsaehorng immediately rose from the chair.
"Sorry everyone. I have to leave soon. I have urgent business to attend to. But don't worry. I'll be back before twelve o'clock."
"Okay!" Jenqyih said. "We will be waiting for you."
Jinqkang also stood up. "I will escort Mr. Mingju to the front. Gentlemen, just continue discussing. No need to wait for me."
Jenqyih nodded. "You take Tsaehorng to the front."
Jinqkang then walked after Tsaehorng.
"Now let's talk about the wallet. Tell me what Mr. Mihgan said earlier," said Jenqyih.
Chioujen took a deep breath. After that, he told the things he had heard from the man named Mihgan.
"He found the wallet at Chingjoong Park?" Jenqyih's eyes widened.
"Did he not mention this on the phone?"
"No," Jenqyih said. "He didn't tell me. Shyongge said nothing either. So he definitely didn't say that to Shyongge either. Mr. Mihgan just said that he found the wallet in a place near his house."
"Did he say the name of the area where he lives?" Chioujen asked.
"He didn't say that to me either. I don't know if he didn't say that to Shyongge, either."
"According to Yihge, does this have something to do with Shinnshiow's kidnapping?" Chioujen asked.
Jenqyih rubbed his cheeks with his palms. Sometimes he did do that when he had a lot on his mind.
"I don't know. We shouldn't speculate too much. The more information we get, the more confused we become."
Jinqkang returned to the dining room. He immediately sat there. He looked at Chioujen and Jenqyih. As if asking what had happened.
"The wallet was found in Chingjoong Park," said Jenqyih.
"Hah??" Just like Jenqyih, Jinqkang's eyes widened too.
"Let me see that wallet," Jenqyih said.
Chioujen took the wallet out of his trouser pocket. He gave the wallet to Jenqyih. Just like what Chioujen did before, Jenqyih also checked the wallet very carefully.
"Eh?" Jenqyih frowned.
"What is it?" Chioujen asked.
"Are you sure this is your wallet?"
"Of course I'm sure," Chioujen said. "Yihge also knows that I have such a wallet."
"I still remember. One year ago Dahge gifted you a wallet like this," Jenqyih said. "But I'm not sure that this is the same wallet as the one Dahge gave you."
"I've never seen a purse like this for sale in here or any other town near here," said Chioujen. "Beaushu said that he bought this wallet in Yehjing. This kind of wallet is common in Yeuandong."
"I'm not talking about whether this kind of wallet is rare or almost non-existent around here. But I'm talking about this one. Can't you recognize your own?"
"What do you mean?" Jenqyih's words made Chioujen a little confused.
Have I forgotten something important?
"About nine months ago, something happened to this wallet. Do you remember that?"
"Ah! You mean that seafood feast?" Chioujen asked.
"What seafood feast?" Jinqkang asked with curious eyes.
"So we were eating seafood in the backyard." Jenqyih said. "If I remember correctly, then, like the rest of us, Chioujen was eating squid and other very fishy sea creatures."
"That's right. I eat squid, shrimp, crab, and other marine animals," said Chioujen.
"Then after that, because a courier was delivering a package, Chioujen had to go out to receive the package. It turned out that the recipient of the package had to pay for the package's postage, so Chioujen opened his wallet to take money," said Jenqyih. "After that, Chioujen came back to the backyard to continue eating seafood. At that time, he didn't put the wallet back in the bag because it was a bit sticky from the oil, so Chioujen put the wallet on the table that we had in the backyard."
Jinqkang looked at them. It was obvious that he had not been able to predict the direction of the story.
"An hour later, after finishing eating, we all went inside," said Jenqyih. "We didn't realize that Chioujen's wallet was left outside."
"Ah! So that's what you mean," shouted Chioujen. He chuckled. This time, he remembered clearly. He understood what Jenqyih meant.
Jinqkang looked surprised. He turned to Jenqyih.
"At night, while we were all watching television, we heard a loud noise in the backyard. We immediately ran out into the backyard. There we saw a cat pouncing on a mouse. The mouse was right above Chioujen's purse, which by then had been was above the ground."
"The mouse was after the wallet?" Jinqkang said.
"Dahge said that the oil and the fishy smell that was in Chioujen's hand stuck to the wallet. This attracted the attention of the mouse, which immediately approached the wallet when we were all inside the house. Then the cat pounced on the mouse while the mouse was still gripping or bite the wallet." Jenqyih laughed. He seemed to be remembering the incident.
"Then after we checked, it turned out that the rat bites and the cat's scratches had caused minor scratches or tears in certain parts of the wallet," said Chioujen.
"And now, take a look at this wallet," Jenqyih pointed at the wallet he placed on the table. "No rat bites or cat scratches on this wallet."
"But that only adds to the weirdness of the matter," Chioujen said. "Someone found a wallet that was almost identical to mine. The wallet, which turned out to be not mine, instead contained our home phone number."
"You're right! This adds to the row of mysteries we have to solve," said Jenqyih. He shook his head.
Jinqkang raised his hand. There was a little frown on his forehead.
Jenqyih smiled. With a hand gesture, he asked Jinqkang to blurt his question.
Jinqkang took the leather wallet. After carefully observing the object, he opened his mouth.
"Where did that cat come from?"
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