Everyone sitting at the table nodded. Yixiong then continued his speech.

"Both teams leave the house at ten in the evening. We should understand that the details of the plans are subject to change. We'll see how that goes."

"If so, I'd better eat now. At five o'clock I have to go to meet Mr. Hetian's friend," said Qiuzhen.

"Mr. Hetian's friends can only come after sunset. By this time, the sun will set after six. Your meeting place isn't too far. So if you leave at five, then you will arrive too early. I suggest you leave at half-past six," said Yixiong.

"Okay!" Qiuzhen didn't argue.

"I'll call the finder of the wallet. What I mean is that after you meet Mr. Hetian's friend, then you can go straight to the finder. After that, you go straight home. I think you'll be home by nine o'clock at the latest. Still enough time to prepare for our departure an hour later."

"What finder wallet?" Yiren looked at his friends. His face had a big question mark.

"Ah! I'll tell you later," Yixiong said. "Qiuzhen, now you take a shower first. Then you can eat. Caihong, do you mind taking Qiuzhen to meet Mr. Hetian's friend?"

"Of course not, Uncle," said Caihong. "The meeting is in front of the building where my painting exhibition is, right? So I can also stop by there to ask one of my employees to bring a car here."

"Very well then," Yixiong said. "Yiren, after our lunch that was too early earlier, have you had time to eat again?"

Yiren shook his head.

"Then, now you eat first. After you finish eating, we will go to Mr. Shiuander's place to pick up the bag that I still left there."

"Did you have time to cook?" Asked Yiren.

"Earlier I bought food. It's quite a lot, so there were still six packs of food. I put it all in the refrigerator," said Yixiong. "Caihong, are you going to eat as well?"

"No need, Uncle."

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm... Maybe tonight."

"Qiuzhen, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take a shower now," said Yixiong.

"But you said you wanted to call the person who found the wallet? Shouldn't I be the one to speak to the person?" Qiuzhen said.

"I will call him now. All I have to do is ask where the person will meet you. So, now you have to do other thing."

"Okay! I'll take a shower first." After saying that, Qiuzhen went straight to his room to get toiletries.

"Ah!" Zhengyi said. "How was the interview? Did you get the job?"

"Eh?" Yiren was nervous. He seemed like a man unprepared for such a question. "I don't know yet. I still have to come there one more time. After that, it will be decided whether or not I can work there."

"Apparently so," Zhengyi said. "Don't despair. There must be many ways."

"You are right." Yiren nodded several times.

"Jingkang, can I ask you a favor?" Yixiong said.

"What's the matter, Sir?" Jingkang looked at Yixiong. The middle age person was already standing in front of the phone. He was looking for something.

"Inside the box," Jingkang pointed at the thing.

Yixiong stuck his hand into the wooden box that was behind the phone. He took a piece of paper.

"This is it," Yixiong cheered. He found the paper that he had written with the phone number of the purse inventor.

"Thank you," said Yixiong. "May I ask one more favor?"

"Go ahead, Sir! Just tell me."

"Please help warm up one of the food packages I bought earlier. So when Qiuzhen finishes taking a shower, he can eat right away."

"Yes, Sir!" Answered Jingkang.

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Yixiong then started calling the purse's finder. Zhengyi paid no further attention to what Yixiong did next. He walked into the kitchen for a drink. He saw Jingkang standing in front of the refrigerator.

Why did Xiongge ask Jingkang to help with the food preparation? Does he already know the layout of all the items in this kitchen?

Apart from Jingkang, Yiren was already in the kitchen. Yiren was opening the refrigerator. He must have felt starving. Jingkang took the plastic package that Yixiong had placed in the refrigerator. Zhengyi took a bottle of syrup that he kept in the refrigerator.

"Just let me prepare the food, Sir," said Jingkang.

"Don't bother," said Yiren.

"No problem, Sir. I also prepared food for Mr. Zhonghang," said Jingkang.

"Oh! Okay," said Yiren.

Jingkang took out two packages of food from the plastic bag. Done placing the food onto the plates, he put the two plates into the microwave.

After helping Zhengyi make the drinks, Jingkang returned the plastic wrap that still contains four packets of dishes to the refrigerator. After the food was ready, Jingkang immediately carried the tray containing the dishes to the dining room. Zhengyi followed Jingkang walking to the dining room.

Just as Jingkang put the food on the table, the bathroom door opened. Qiuzhen had finished bathing. He laughed when he saw the food that was already served on the table.

Qiuzhen returned to the room to put away the toiletries and dirty clothes. Without waiting for Qiuzhen, Yiren started eating right away.

"You're really hungry, it seems." Yixiong laughed when he saw Yiren's behavior.

"Eh! Why didn't you wait for me!" Qiuzhen, who had just come out of the bedroom, sat down next to Yiren. Just like Yiren, he then ate with gusto.

"The taste of this dish is absolutely perfect!" Yiren said. "All the ingredients are authentic, exactly the same as those in Yuandong."

"The camel meat is very tender," Qiuzhen said. "The chef must be very experienced."

Since they were eating so voraciously, it didn't take the two of them too long to get their plates slick.

Yixiong, who was sitting in front of Qiuzhen, waited patiently.

"Since you've finished eating, now let me explain a little about the meeting place with the purse finder," said Yixiong.

"Just a moment," Qiuzhen said. "I'll put these dirty dishes in the sink in the kitchen first."

"No need," said Yiren. "I'm done eating too. Let me take these plates to the kitchen. You just listen to Xiongge's explanation." Yiren then grabbed the empty plate that was in front of Qiuzhen. Straight away, he dashed off into the kitchen with two dirty plates in his hand.

Zhengyi sat next to Yixiong. The ad interim leader of their group asked him to sit there.

"The finder of the wallet will meet with us tonight," said Yixiong.

"What's the time?" Qiuzhen asked.

"He has business around seven, but he said it won't take long. So he can meet you around eight."

"But if the place is far from here, will there still be time? I don't know what time Mr. Hetian's friend will appear. If he appears at half past seven, of course at seven o'clock I can go to another place to meet the wallet finder. But if Mr. Hetian's friend shows up at past seven, then I can't possibly have arrived at eight o'clock at the place where the wallet finder wants to meet," said Qiuzhen.

"You won't believe me when I tell you that coincidences are often absurd," Yixiong said.

By any chance, what does Xiongge mean?" Qiuzhen asked.

"At seven o'clock tonight, the wallet finder will meet someone who lives in an apartment very close to a meeting hall," said Yixiong.

"Then?" Qiuzhen looked at Yixiong with a questioning face.

"The meetinghouse is a long way from where that person found the wallet containing our home phone numbers," Yixiong said.

"And…?" Qiuzhen's face was really hard to describe. He probably found Yixiong annoying. Zhengyi almost laughed at the expression on Qiuzhen's face.

"The meeting building is currently being used as a painting exhibition."

"So you mean……." Qiuzhen's eyes widened.

"That's what I was saying. Sometimes the coincidences just don't make sense."

"Then it's all fine. So I can just walk to the apartment?"

"That's right. Here's the name of the person you should meet and the address where you should meet him. Caihong should be able to show you where the apartment is." Yixiong held out a piece of paper to Qiuzhen. Qiuzhen skimmed through what was written on the paper. He then put the paper in his pocket.

"All right then. I'll be leaving at half-past six," Qiuzhen said.

"There is still one more thing," Yixiong said.

Xiongge, please just say it right away. Don't play riddles anymore," Qiuzhen said.

"According to my calculations, you should be home by nine in the evening. But the calculations could be wrong. If for some reason you have to not be able to get home on time, then you should allow Caihong to come back here without you. So, we definitely have a vehicle to go to those places. I repeat my words one more time. So if your business is still not finished by nine and a quarter, you must tell Caihong to come back here."

"Okay, I understand."

"Like I said before, if you haven't arrived here by ten o'clock, then Jingkang is already in this house. But that doesn't mean you're free to roam outside until the sun comes up. So I hope you'll be home by twelve o'clock at the latest."

"But what if I stumble upon a very important lead? So important that I must act immediately to find Beaushu."

Yixiong smiled. Zhengyi felt the smile was a bit strange.

"What I'm saying may not make sense to you. But I have a feeling that Dage is fine. Maybe he's hiding. Or maybe someone is holding him captive. But I'm sure he won't act rashly. If you get a hint about what's very important, you just tell the police right away. Let them take action. You go straight to this house. This doesn't mean that we completely leave this matter to the police, but we must have priority in acting. This time, our priority is to meet with Xinxiu's kidnappers. If the handover of the ransom goes smoothly tonight. Tomorrow morning we'll all be focused on finding and bringing Dage back home."

Yixiong's words seemed to have calmed Qiuzhen. Currently, Yixiong temporarily replaced Shanquan. So, like it or not, Qiuzhen had to listen to Yixiong's words.

"Fine! I'll do as Xiongge says." Qiuzhen nodded vigorously.