《Once Upon a Time in a Foreign Land》Chapter 171 : Nangong Yiren
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Qiuzhen continued his speech. "There's a connecting door between the back of the flower shop and the back of the juice shop. So we can go into the flower shop, then into the room behind it, then through the connecting door to enter the inside of the juice shop."
"I see what you mean," Zhengyi said. "But, if people often pass the path, then many people would already know."
"I think very few people know. The toilets for visitors in the two shops are not located at the back. So no one deliberately enters the room on the inside," Qiuzhen said.
"Then how did you find out about this?" Yiren asked.
"Regarding that question, I choose not to answer," Qiuzhen said. "All I can say is that I've been inside. So I know about it."
Is it just me or is Qiuzhen really weird? Whatever he's hiding, I hope he's one hundred percent honest with Dage.
"Then, how about you're the one who will bring these two letters there?" Yixiong said. "Do you all agree?"
Everyone just nodded. No one objected to Yixiong's proposal.
"Besides, you haven't lived here in quite a while. So, your face is most likely quite foreign to the members of the gang." Yixiong looked at Qiuzhen.
"But since last night I've been in and out of this house, so they should also be aware of who I am," said Qiuzhen.
"At least your face is still stranger than the rest of us," said Yiren.
Qiuzhen sighed. "Okay! I'll be the one going there."
"Wait," said Jingkang. "Isn't this suspicious? The kidnappers aren't stupid. If in the middle of the night like this, one of us was wandering outside, wouldn't they be alert right away?"
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"What if we send more than one person?" Caihong opened his mouth again. This time, he suddenly made a suggestion.
"What if you explain more clearly?" said Yiren.
"Aren't we worried that the people who are watching this house will try to follow the people who get out of here?" said Caihong. "So, what if two or three people get out of here at about the same time? Wouldn't something like this confuse them a bit?"
"What if there are a lot of them? So they can share tasks to follow each of us," said Yiren.
"I think I can add a little more," Qiuzhen said. "The point of this action is that we are all having a hard time sleeping right now because we have strange things to think about."
Qiuzhen stopped talking for a while.
Time flies so fast, you better not stall!
Qiuzhen continued his words. "So, if only one person went out of the house, they could be suspicious. But if there were several people out of the house, it might actually look natural. In a state of confusion and tension like this, it makes sense if we walk around a way out to just relax the muscles and refresh the mind. Drinking juice at a juice shop that is open twenty-four hours is not unusual. Strolling around the housing complex at night is also natural for people who are stressed."
Everyone nodded at Qiuzhen's explanation.
"I think this is a good idea," Yixiong said. "Mr. Zhongli, what do you think?"
"I think that makes a lot of sense."
"Then let me go out before Qiuzhen," Zhengyi said.
"I don't mind going out again either," said Jingkang.
Yiren looked at Yixiong.
Xiongge must quickly make a decision.
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"Okay," said Yixiong. "But I think Zhengyi is better out of the house last."
"Oh!" Zhengyi only let out a short exclamation.
Yixiong looked at Jingkang with sharp eyes. "So you're going to walk out first. Just like before, you go to the grocery store. But you have to be very careful. A night like this, the grocery store must be so quiet. So it's almost impossible if you go there pretending to be just looking around."
"Okay, Sir! Later, I will buy something there," said Jingkang.
"You have to be in that grocery store for at least fifteen minutes," Yixiong said.
Jingkang nodded. He looked very excited.
"Then it's Qiuzhen's turn. About five minutes after Jingkang left, you followed out. After arriving at the flower shop, you immediately went inside. I had the impression that the police had taken over the place. So the person manning the shop won't ask you much when you suddenly enter the inner room."
"Isn't there a special code or cipher that Qiuzhen has to say?" Yiren turned his gaze to Yixiong. Previously, Jingkang had to say some special words before giving the kidnappers' message to the police.
"No need. I think that currently the only police are guarding the room at the back of the shop," Yixiong said. "Besides, the police already know Qiuzhen's face."
Qiuzhen nodded.
"Then lastly, Zhengyi," Yixiong said. "You left this house five minutes after Qiuzhen left. It's up to you where you want to walk. But don't go too far."
Zhengyi nodded. A small smile graced his face.
I hope he will not go too far.
Yixiong gave two letters from the kidnapper to Qiuzhen. Qiuzhen briefly looked at the two letters. He then tucked the two letters into his shirt pocket.
"The police said what time we should be there?" Yiren asked.
"Soon," Yixiong said.
"In that case, I'll just leave now, Sir," said Jingkang.
"Okay!" Yixiong said.
Jingkang immediately walked forward. He opened the door and quickly disappeared behind the door.
"Qiuzhen. You're leaving in five minutes," Yixiong said.
After that, it was quiet. They all waited for the time to pass with tense faces.
"Five minutes have passed," said Yiren.
Qiuzhen stood up. "I'm leaving now."
Yixiong nodded. He also stood up. The two of them then headed together towards the front door. Yixiong opened the door and, together with Qiuzhen, stepped out of their living room. Two minutes later, Yixiong came back. Apparently, he escorted Qiuzhen all the way to the gate. After that, he might look around for a while outside the house.
Zhengyi looked at the clock hanging on the wall.
"Three more minutes," said Yiren.
Their faces looked very tense. Jingkang looked like he was counting every time the long hand of the clock changed positions.
"It's about time," said Jingkang.
Zhengyi stood up. He patted Yixiong's shoulder. "Xiongge, you don't need to take me out. I'd rather be alone."
Yixiong nodded. "Don't worry. We will wait for you all to come back. Only then we can eat these pizzas together."
Zhengyi smiled widely. He hastened into the living room. In an instant, he was standing at the door and ready to open it. Just as Zhengyi's hand touched the doorknob, there was a fairly loud voice .
Ring!
Their phone was ringing!
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