Chapter 075
Nanggong Iren
Before leaving, Yihshyong went to the back porch to say goodbye and, at the same time, thank Pyngher. After that, they all went outside the house.
Iren and the others got into the car. Jinqkang sat in the front seat, next to Gongshi. Yihshyong and Iren sat in the back seat. Yihshyong sat down with Songfei's bag on his lap. They waved to Chioujen, who was standing tall behind the fence.
"Be careful at home!" Yihshyong said.
Chioujen nodded. He smiled, even though his smile looked a little strange. Maybe he actually wanted to come along.
"Sir!" Yihshyong said to Gongshi. "Now start the car, Sir!"
"Excuse me, Sir!" Gongshi said. "The seat belt."
Iren and Yihshyong haven't put their seat belts on yet.
"Sorry, Sir! We're not used to it yet," said Yihshyong.
The two of them then quickly put on their seat belts. Indeed, in this city, people who sit in the back seat of the car were not used to wearing seat belts. The government also didn't seem to force people to wear them. They only take action against people who didn't wear seat belts in the front seats. It's not even on all roads. For small streets, usually the police would pretend not to see such violations.
"Where are we going to, Sir?" Gongshi asked.
"We're going to Chyhjoong Park," Yihshyong said.
"Yes, Sir!" Gongshi answered in a steady voice.
The car drove away from their house. They looked to their left. Chioujen was still standing tall behind the fence. He still waved his hand. Yihshyong and Iren waved back.
As the vehicle slowly drifted away from their house, Yihshyong and Iren turned their bodies around while waving their hands. As the car turned, they could no longer see Chioujen. Yihshyong slowly lowered his hand. His face looked tense. Even though he tried to hide it, the lines of worry couldn't completely disappear from his face.
At this hour, traffic was usually very heavy in Pyngyuan. Many Pyngyuan residents work in places that were some distance away. The trip home after a day immersed in work usually took a lot of time. Vehicles crawling at dusk were a common sight they saw throughout Pyngyuan. But this twilight felt different. Traffic was not that heavy. It even tended to run smoothly. The car they were traveling in did not even stop, except in front of a traffic light.
"It's a big bump today," said Iren.
"Yes! Maybe this afternoon's explosion of light also played a part," Yihshyong said.
Iren turned to Yihshyong. "Played a part? What do you mean?"
"Earlier, I glimpsed the news on television about the unrest of the employees living in Pyngyuan. Many of them worked in other areas of this big city. They were afraid that their families somehow became victims. So they urged the company they worked to give them permission to go home early today. So it's possible that the traffic jam was around three or four o'clock."
"Earlier, when you came to our house, was there a traffic jam on the road?" Jinqkang asked Gongshi.
"Yes, Sir! Indeed, the traffic flow was a little more congested than usual," Gongshi replied.
"Shyongge, then your guess is probably right," Chioujen said.
"How's Dahge doing?" Iren asked. "I try not to think about it. But I can't. I think about it all the time. It's automatic."
"I think that's natural," Yihshyong said. "If we manage not to think about it at all, it's possible that there's something wrong with us."
There was a ring. It sounded very much like Tsaehorng's beeper. Jinqkang fumbled in his trouser pocket. He then took out a pager from his pants pocket.
"Wow! Is that Tsaehorng’s pager?" Yihshyong asked.
"That's right, Sir! This is indeed his pager."
"Why is that thing in your trouser pocket?" Iren asked.
"Earlier, Mr. Tsaehorng gave it to me before he left for the hospital."
I’m reminded of that person again! What a pity! I hope it’s not so serious.
"When did he give it?" Iren asked.
"Mr. Tsaehorng gave me this pager while we were in the room. At that moment, Mr. Tsaehorng and Mr. Dongfang were getting ready to take Mr. Juger out of the room."
Iren nodded. "If you have his pager in your hand, then what number did you call him?"
"Mr. Tsaehorng has two pagers. So I called the other number."
After that, in succession, they heard several beeps.
Tsaehorng sent several messages at once. Meaning this is a very important thing!
"Okay, we get it. The news you just got. Does it have anything to do with the things we're dealing with?" Yihshyong asked.
"Wait a minute, Sir, I'll read the news first." Jinqkang then started reading the news he got. Because there were several pager messages, it took Jinqkang almost five minutes to read them all.
Every message that comes in must be so long.
"So?" Iren asked. "Is there any new information?"
"That's right, Sir! It's about Mr. Duanmuh and Miss Liuchiou."
"Tsaehorng said what?" Yihshyong’s voice trembled slightly.
"At the time of the explosion, right in front of the mall, there happened to be a television station shooting a news program. The producer of the news program is a friend of one of Mr. Tsaehorng’s older brothers. From the video they took, there was indeed a girl, whose characteristics were similar to those of Miss Liuchiou, entered the mall through the main door. Just now, the producer sent his courier to send the photo of the girl to the hospital where Mr. Juger is being treated. Mr. Tsaehorng recognized that the girl in the photo was indeed Miss Liuchiou."
"So Miss Liuchiou did follow us to the mall," said Iren..Then what else did he say?" Yihshyong asked.
"That's all, Sir! Mr. Mingju will inform us if there are any recent developments," said Jinqkang.
"Regarding Juger, doesn't he have any family?" Yihshyong asked.
"I don't know for sure, sir! I think there is, but it will take time to contact them. Maybe later Mr. Mingju will ask another employee to be with Mr. Juger at the hospital. At least until his family comes there," said Jinqkang.
"I never thought that Mr. Juger’s condition turned out to be much worse than we originally thought," said Iren. "Hope he gets better soon."
Yihshyong suddenly looked to his left. His hand reached out towards Gongshi. "We were already through here! Are we going in circles?"
Iren also observed the surrounding area. Indeed, they had already passed this place.
"What is it, Mr. Gongshi?" Jinqkang asked.
"I suspect a car is following us. I tried to turn around to see if the car is really following us," Gongshi said.
"After we go around like this, is the car still following us?" Iren’s chest was pounding.
"Yes, Sir! The car is still following us."
"What's the car like?" Yihshyong asked.
"There will be a turn ahead. I will turn left there. A few meters from the turn, there is a small alley on the left side of the road. I will try to enter the alley. If the car is still following us, then he will take a left turn. But the driver will definitely not suspect that we will immediately turn into a small alley that is there. Later, you can see clearly what car has been following us," said Gongshi.
Gongshi was right. Ahead of them was a turn to the left. Gongshi picked up speed. Not much, but quite significant. He turned left. A few seconds later, he suddenly twisted into a small alley on the left of the road. As soon as it turned, the car immediately stopped there. Iren held his breath. It took extraordinary skill and experience to be able to make sharp turns like that.
Luckily, this alley is empty. There are no other people or vehicles. But what if there are other people or vehicles? This old man's plan will definitely not work. How could he be so sure that his plan would work?
"Now, we wait. Soon the car will pass behind us," said Gongshi.
Yihshyong and Iren looked back. They were both ready to peer through the rear window of the car. Jinqkang got up from the chair and shifted his body into the gap between the two chairs in front. Gongshi watched the situation through the rearview mirror.
And everything happened exactly as Gongshi said. There was a car passing on the main road behind them. The car was moving fast without stopping. Apparently, the driver’s focus was to keep moving forward. He hadn’t realized that the car he was following was no longer in front of him.
"Hah?" Jinqkang shouted.
"What is it?" Yihshyong asked.
Iren turned. He saw Jinqkang gaping.
After closing his mouth, Jinqkang looked at Iren and Yihshyong. He blurted, "That's the car that was involved in the accident in front of the convenience store."
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