The policeman resumed his words. "The method is not difficult. Just like before, when you gave us the paper containing the message from the kidnappers."

"I am Nangong Yiren. Can I speak?"

Yixiong was surprised. Yiren suddenly cut off the policeman's words.

"Please, Sir!" answered the police. "But first, I want to hear an answer from Mr. Ximen."

"We haven't opened the package yet," Yixiong said. "Right now, we're getting together to discuss the things that happened today. We were just about to open this package when you called."

"All right. We understand. Later, you can tell us about the contents of the package. Mr. Nangong, please ask the question."

"What about the people involved in the accident this afternoon in front of the grocery store? Are there any additional facts that the police have discovered?"

"Regarding the motorcyclist and passenger, we are still trying to track him down. So we can't give any new information about them. But regarding the car that was hit in front of the grocery store, we saw it about half an hour ago."

"Where did the police find the car?" Yiren's voice sounded so enthusiastic.

"The car was circling in a residential complex not far from here. After about five minutes, the car then left the housing complex."

"I am Zhonghang Qiuzhen. Who is the driver of the car?" Qiuzhen, who looked impatient, also asked the Police.

"Based on the characteristics described by our officers in the field, the driver of the car is still the same person as the driver this afternoon. He is your neighbor, Mr. Horngshi Gauchyh."

Yixiong held his breath when he heard the policeman's words.

"Where exactly is the housing complex, Sir?" Yiren asked.

"The housing complex is the housing complex where the house that the person we followed from Chingjoong Park entered. Our officers saw the car while monitoring the house."

Yiren turned to Yixiong. His face was so tense.

"Then, are there any police who are currently following Mr. Horngshi Gauchyh?" asked Qiuzhen.

"There is, Sir!" Answer the police. "But this time we are very careful. So we follow him from quite a distance. Therefore, the risk of losing his track is quite high."

"Alright! Thank you, Sir, for the information," said Yiren.

"You are welcome, Sir. Please don't turn off this device. So you can find out quickly if there is something we want to say. We'll talk again exactly an hour from now, after you open the package," said the policeman. After that, the policeman immediately cut off the connection.

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Yixiong turned to Zhengyi, Caihong, and Jingkang. With faces full of question marks, the three of them looked straight at Yixiong, Yiren, and Qiuzhen.

"Now, please explain to the three of them what the police just told us." Yixiong patted Yiren's shoulder.

Yiren nodded. He recounted the contents of the conversation that had just taken place between them and the police. Zhengyi didn't show any great surprise. Likewise, with Caihong. Although they didn't hear what the policeman said earlier, but from the words that came out of the mouths of Yiren, Qiuzhen, and Yixiong, they seemed to have guessed what had happened.

However, unlike Caihong and Zhengyi, Jingkang looked surprised. Yixiong guessed Jingkang was the one with the least experience in dealing with thrilling things, at least among the people present here. Caihong was indeed younger than Jingkang. But he had joined a group of delinquent youths, so he had more or less experienced things that were thrilling to the soul. After all, the series of events that day was probably too tiring for Jingkang. Both physically and mentally.

"You must be exhausted." Zhengyi patted Jingkang on the back.

Yixiong knew that, like him, Zhengyi might also feel that the events that had befallen them that day were too much for Jingkang. All of them who were there had experienced things like that for a few days, so if something new happened again, it wouldn't be too surprising.

"It's all right, Sir!" Jingkang replied. "So many things have happened today. I don't know what to say. I'm a little tired, but I can bear it. Gentlemen here, please don't worry."

From Jingkang's tone, Yixiong could tell there was a hint of fear. But, at the same time, there also radiated a kind of passion or great curiosity. Yixiong knew Jingkang was still so young that perhaps the young man didn't understand what he was feeling either.

When he decided to wander in Shanquan's footsteps, Yixiong was afraid. Afraid of facing things or problems that he has never faced before, but at the same time, Yixiong felt an extraordinary passion and passion to discover new things. Maybe the thing he felt at that time was similar to Jingkang's feeling now.

"If you are tired, you should just rest in one room," said Yiren. "You can use Xinxiu's bed. Uh, tonight, you're staying here, right?"

Jingkang turned to Caihong.

"Of course, Uncle. I have already lent Jingkang to all of you." Caihong smiled broadly. "Jingkang, you can rest if you feel tired."

"No, Sir! I'm not tired yet." Jingkang answered firmly.

Yixiong smiled. It was clearly impossible for Jingkang to enter the room right now. Except for Caihong, the people there were all much older than him. He would definitely feel embarrassed if he rested first.

"It's getting late. We shouldn't waste time. I think it's best if we open this package now. Aren't the police also waiting for information from us?" said Caihong.

Yixiong nodded. He grabbed the package that lay in front of him. Just like the message they got this afternoon, they also found a wooden box inside the package. The wooden box was exactly the same as the wooden box that arrived this afternoon. This fact made Yixiong sure that the package they found must have been sent by the same party.

Without hesitation, Yixiong opened the wooden box. Inside the wooden box were two photographs, and a neatly folded sheet of paper. Yixiong's eyes immediately fell on the two photos. In the first photo, a man was seen showing the first page of a newspaper. One glance, Yixiong could recognize the man in the photo. That man was Xinxiu. His face looked flat. He didn't look happy or sad. Yixiong could also clearly see the date in the newspaper. The newspaper was today's edition.

"They must have taken this photo this morning," said Yiren as Yixiong handed him the photo.

"Xiudi looks fine," Zhengyi said.

"That's a relief. It seems they did keep their promise," said Yiren.