Jinqkang, who had just come out of the bathroom, nodded. Apparently, he also heard the words. It seemed that he agreed with the opinion Yihshyong had just put forward.
"Chioujen, it's only half past four. Why are you home already? Didn't you intend to conduct your investigation until dark?" Yihshyong asked.
"Actually, around five o'clock, I'll be going again. I'll just come home to shower and change clothes?" Chioujen said.
"And to fill the stomach," said Jenqyih.
"Yes, and to eat proper food," said Chioujen.
"How about you just explain what you found out today," said Yihshyong.
"Okay. I'll explain what information I got today."
Yihshyong glanced sharply at Chioujen. His face looked very serious. Much more serious than before. Jenqyih felt something different from before.
"At first I went with Tsaehorng to the hospital, where Juger was being treated. I will not elaborate on Juger's condition. Let Tsaehorng explain that later."
Tsaehorng nodded slowly.
"There we met the production director of a TV show Tsaehorng mentioned yesterday. He gave me a photo of a girl he printed from yesterday's shooting."
"Ah, you mean the girl who was caught on camera when there was shooting the event in front of the mall," said Yihshyong.
"That's right," Chioujen said. "I've never met Miss Liuchiou, so I don't know if the girl in the photo is really Miss Liuchiou. But Tsaehorng confirmed that the girl in the photo is indeed Miss Liuchiou."
Everyone turned to Tsaehorng.
"Are you sure that she is Miss Liuchiou?" Asked Jenqyih.
Tsaehorng nodded. "That's right Uncle! That girl is indeed Miss Liuchiou. Her face and body shape were clearly caught by my friend's camera."
"Armed with the photo, and also the Beaushu photo, I started asking some people at some hospitals that I hadn't had the chance to visit yesterday," said Chioujen.
"Has anyone seen Dahge or Miss Liuchiou?" Asked Jenqyih.
"None of the people I asked said they had seen the people in the photos I showed them. There were already a lot of victims who were home from the hospital, so there weren't many people there for me to ask. I was about to give up when suddenly someone approached me," Chioujen said.
"That person approached you without you asking?" Yihshyong leaned his body as he said that.
"That's right. That person introduced himself as Hertyan. He was one nurse working at the hospital. He heard from someone else that I was wondering. So he came up to me to see who I was looking for."
"Then what did he say?" Asked Jenqyih.
"I showed him photos of Miss Liuchiou and Beaushu. When she saw Miss Liuchiou's photo, he just shook his head. But when he saw Beaushu's photo, he said that yesterday he saw a man who looked exactly like Beaushu. He even described the clothes the man was wearing. The clothes he described were very similar to the clothes that Beaushu was wearing yesterday."
Yihshyong looked at Chioujen with a strange look. Jenqyih could hardly believe what he saw. Yihshyong's eyes were exactly like the look in someone who had just received a shock. He didn't seem to have expected Chioujen to say something like that.
"I asked him where he saw the man. Then he replied that yesterday afternoon he saw the man when he was in front of a building which is currently being used as an exhibition of paintings painted by some novice painters."
"Did he tell you where the building that held the painting exhibition was?" Tsaehorng asked.
The gigantic city they lived in was a very busy city. At this time, maybe there were dozens of painting exhibitions were being held. Jenqyih glanced at Jinqkang. He suspected Jinqkang knew about the places where the painting exhibitions were currently being held. While Jinqkang was helping Tsaehorng, it's not impossible that he's also looking up information on the schedule of all the painting exhibitions that were being held this month throughout the gigantic city.
"He wrote down the address of the building." Chioujen took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. He unfolded the paper and gave it to Yihshyong.
"Eh! This is the address of the building where you held the painting exhibition," said Yihshyong. He held out the paper to Tsaehorng.
Tsaehorng's eyes widened as he read the writing on the paper. He looked at Jinqkang.
"You didn't know about this before either?" Jenqyih looked straight at Tsaehorng's face. The young man's facial expression caught Jenqyih's attention.
Tsaehorng nodded quickly. "I also just found out about this, Uncle! Earlier when Uncle Jongharng called me to the hospital where Juger was being treated, he only said that he had very important news that the other friends needed to know immediately. Then I immediately returned to here."
"How was Dahge when that person saw him yesterday?" Yihshyong asked. He seemed to have gotten himself under control. Yihshyong looked calm again. At least that was the conclusion Jenqyih drew after observing the change in his housemate's expression.
"That person said that Beaushu looked fine. At that time Beaushu was talking to someone."
"Does this person know the person Dahge spoke to?" Yihshyong asked.
"That person, Mr. Hertyan, said that Beaushu was talking to someone he knew. The person's name was Juhrong Jeni. In fact, Mr. Hertyan was there because he had business with that person named Juhrong."
"What were they talking about?" Asked Jenqyih.
"Mr. Hertyan didn't know what they were talking about. Mr. Hertyan said after he appeared, that person, who looked exactly like Beaushu ended his conversation with Mr. Juhrong and left."
"We should immediately ask that Juhrong person," said Tsaehorng.
"Mr. Hertyan said that he could arrange a meeting with that person. But that person is at work. He most likely won't be able to come until after sundown."
"Did Mister Hertyan then contact that person?" Asked Jenqyih.
"That's right. I saw it myself when Mr. Hertyan called in one room in the hospital. That person said he would come around six in the evening. But he also said that there is a possibility that he wouldn't come on time."
"Where is the meeting place?" Asked Jenqyih.
"Same as yesterday. At the place where he spoke to Beaushu," Chioujen replied.
"In front of the painting exhibition building?" Ask Jenqyih.
"That's right. Right in front of the building," Chioujen said.
"This is very interesting," said Jenqyih. "So, after this, you're going to meet that person?"
Chioujen nodded. He turned to Yihshyong. "Does Shyongge have any other opinion on what I should do? I also have to adapt my plans to those of you all."
"What you have planned is correct." Yihshyong took a deep breath. "As you said earlier. Later you will leave here to meet that person. Regarding our plans related to the Shinnshiow's kidnapping, let's wait to see if there is a change in plans by the kidnappers. So now we just have to wait for the call or package from them. If there is a change in plans, of course we have to discuss again what we will do tonight."
"Mr. Shimen," Jinqkang said. "I think there is something else you should explain to Mr. Mingju and Mr. Jongharng."
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Tsaehorng and Chioujen glanced at Yihshyong
"It's a good thing you reminded me," Yihshyong said. He then recounted a phone call from a person who found a wallet.
There was silence for a moment as soon as Yihshyong finished telling his story. Each seemed to try to analyze the event in their own minds.
"We have to call that person immediately. We have to make sure whose wallet it is. If it's not a Beaushu or Shinnshiow wallet, then it doesn't really matter. I mean, it doesn't matter to us. But if it turns out to be the wallet of one of them, then this can be used as a starting point for further investigations," Chioujen said.
"Before contacting that person, I want to hear Iren's opinion first," said Yihshyong.
"We don't know what time he'll be home, do we?" Chioujen said that while clenching his right palm. Even though his voice sounded slightly raised, his face still didn't reveal a particular emotional turmoil. Jenqyih was a little surprised to see that. The people Shannchyuan gathered here each had their own uniqueness.
"I think he'll be home soon, too. Let's just wait a bit." Yihshyong said those words calmly.
Ring!
Their phone rings.
It was very likely that this was a call from the kidnappers. Yihshyong walked over to their phone. He didn't pick up the phone right away.
Ring!
The second ring rang.
Yihshyong still didn't pick up the phone. He waited a moment. Jinqkang seemed to take the initiative. He approached Yihshyong. Most likely, the kidnappers wanted to talk to Duanmuh Shannchyuan again.
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For the umpteenth time today, Jenqyih shook his head.
Ring!
Third ring. This time, Yihshyong firmly picked up the receiver. Jinqkang was already prepared. He stood beside Yihshyong.
"Hello!"
Yihshyong's voice was firm and dignified. He listened carefully to the words of the person on the other end.