"It's in an old building in the nearby forest," said Zhongli. "But there's nothing there. The criminals have left their base. So the other three journalists haven't been found."

"Thank you very much, Sir for the notification. We wonder why the police didn't tell us about this," said Yiren.

"The police will tell you only the things that are directly related to the kidnapping of Mr. Beihai," said Zhongli Zhiren.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Yixiong asked.

"Of course there is. This is the more important thing."

Anything else important? Turns out it is a long night!

"What else, Sir?" Yixiong asked.

"One of the two journalists, who is still unconscious, does not hold any identity. It is not clear where his wallet fell. One agent at the organization I work for found the object in one place in the Dafeisi Tower. We don't know why the police and the Public Security Bureau failed to find the object earlier."

What does he really want to say?

"Are there any additional clues that you got from that person's wallet?" asked Caihong. The young man seemed very interested in the new information.

"That person's name is Yuduo Zhendao," said Zhongli Zhiren. "Do any of you know him?"

Yixiong looked at his friends. They all looked at each other questioningly.

"None of us know him. Why do you think he is someone we know?" Yiren asked.

"Because in his wallet we found the address and phone number of this house," said Zhongli Zhiren.

Everyone looked at each other again with a look that was hard for Yixiong to describe.

"Maybe Dage knows the person," Zhengyi said.

"Did you ever hear Dage talk about that guy?" Yiren asked Zhengyi.

"Never! But none of us present here knows that person. So, maybe he is an acquaintance of Dage."

"Not necessarily, said Yiren. "That person could be Xinxiu's friend. Or maybe Qiuzhen's."

"Dage's friend, Qiuzhen's friend, or Xinxiu's friend, the three of them aren't here right now. So the bottom line is that the person knows about us," Yixiong said.

"We have reason to suspect that Mr. Zhonghang does not know the person named Yuduo Zhendao," said Zhongli Zhiren.

How could he know Qiuzhen didn't know that person? Could it be that Qiuzhen already knew about this?

"Then that person is either Dage's friend or Xinxiu's friend," Yixiong said.

"Why didn't the police ask us about that person?" Yiren asked.

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"Because the police and this city's public security bureau don't know about the whereabouts of the wallet yet. We only found it four hours ago. Maybe in a few hours we will pass this information on to them."

Yixiong was surprised to hear that. But soon after that, he could understand it.

Coordination among law enforcement agencies in this city is terrible! A strange thing like this, isn't it so embarrassing?

"All right, Sir! Thank you very much for the information," said Yixiong.

"This is my duty," said Zhongli Zhiren. "Moreover, Mr. Dongfang is my friend."

Yixiong glanced at Zhengyi. His friend was silent. He may need some time to digest the new information that comes rushing in.

"If there is any new information, I will immediately report it," said Zhongli Zhiren.

"Again, thank you," Yixiong said.

"Okay Mr. Mingzhu," said Zhongli Zhiren. "I think we can go now."

Caihong quickly stood up when he heard Zhongli Zhiren's words. It was obvious that he was very sleepy. They all then gave way to Zhongli Zhiren to approach the cardboard box they had prepared earlier.

Zhongli Zhiren smiled. Quickly, he stepped into the cardboard box. After Zhongli Zhiren lay curled up in the box, they closed the box. Yiren stepped towards the entrance and opened it.

Their living room door was a double-sided door, so they can open it wide when putting in or taking out large items. Yiren opened both sides of the door. Together, they lifted the cardboard box to the front page. Caihong's car was only about two meters from the front yard terrace. Because they lifted the cardboard box together, it didn't feel heavy at all.

They would put the cardboard box in the back seat of the car. Caihong opened the back door of his car. He got into the back seat of the car to get ready to receive the cardboard box.

The other friends lifted the cardboard box and directed it to the back seat. The car door was much narrower than their house door. So they had a little trouble getting the cardboard box into the car. Fortunately, the car Caihong used was a fairly large car, so even though there were a few problems, they managed to put the cardboard box in the back seat of the car.

"I'm leaving now, Uncle," said Caihong. "Before six in the morning, I'll be back here again."

"Six o'clock in the morning, we will leave in Mr. Xuande's car. So you don't have to be here so early," Yixiong said.

"It's all right, Uncle. Maybe in the morning you have other things to do. Other things that you haven't even thought of yet."

Yixiong smiled. Caihong seemed very excited. Maybe for the past six months, he had been bored with living a peaceful life in another city. As soon as he returned to this city and encountered something like this, his spirit rekindled.

"Jingkang, you are on standby in this house!" Caihong pointed straight at Jingkang.

"Yes, Sir!" Jingkang saluted in a firm voice.

Yiren opened the gate of the house. Caihong started the car. Before the car started moving, a figure appeared from behind the gate and went straight into their yard.

"Qiuzhen! Don't stand there. The car is about to go out," said Yiren. At that time, Qiuzhen looked confused. He was standing right in front of Caihong's car.

"Sorry, Uncle, I have to go home now." Caihong poked his head out the window.

"Be careful on the road," Qiuzhen said. He walked to the side , towards the other friends who were standing next to the car. In his right hand, he was carrying a plastic package.

"What do you bring?" Yixiong asked.

"I went to the juice shop. So, it would be weird to come home with nothing. So I bought some drinks for all of us."

Yiren laughed. "Too bad Caihong can't enjoy this juice with us."

"That's all right, Uncle. Maybe next time I can come with you guys for pizza and some juice."

The car then started to run. Caihong waved his hand at the people presented.

After Caihong's car left, they then went back into the house.

"Let's eat pizza first and drink juice. After that, we have to get some rest," said Yiren.

"Tomorrow, who's going to go look for the bag?" Jingkang asked.

"Yiren and I will go with Mr. Xuande to look for bags. Qiuzhen, replacing Zhengyi, will look for information related to the victims of the light explosion incident at the mall," said Yixiong. "Zhengyi and you will stay at home. If something unexpected happens, you two will take care of it."

"So we're going to involve Mr. Xuande again in our affairs?" asked Qiuzhen.

"Ah! There is a recent development. Earlier, when you left, we found an interesting fact. It turned out that Mr. Xuande's friend is a distributor of the brand of the bag in the photo inside the package," said Yiren.

"Wow! Every second there is a surprisingly recent development," said Qiuzhen.