Their conversation turned to other things. Jenqyih just discovered the old man who was conversing with him had extensive knowledge. So far, Jenqyih had never been involved in a serious conversation with him, so he knew so little about their neighbor.
The chilly night air finally made Jenqyih realize that he had been outside for too long. They sat on the bench at the bus stop for almost half an hour. He was afraid that people in the house would wonder why he didn't come back.
"Excuse me, Sir. But I think I should return home soon. I told my friends to just go out for a few minutes. It's been too long. They must be worried."
"Oh! You all haven't slept yet?"
"Besides not being able to sleep, we were discussing something earlier," said Jenqyih.
"I think it has something to do with what happened earlier."
Jenqyih nodded. "True, Sir. But I can't say much about that. Again, I'm sorry."
"It's all right, Sir." Shiuander Janji smiled.
Jenqyih got up from the bench at the bus stop. "Do you still want to enjoy the night air outside?"
Shiuander Janji laughed. "Tonight, I also find it difficult to sleep. So I'm going to continue sitting here relaxing my legs for a bit. Maybe half an hour or an hour from now, when I'm really sleepy, then I'll be back home."
"Alright, Sir! I am going home first."
"Please, Mr. Dongfang."
After that, Jenqyih turned around. He walked away from the bus stop. With hasty steps, he walked back to the house.
Arriving in front of their house, he did not see Tsaehorng's car. At first Jenqyih thought that Tsaehorng had gone home. But then he saw that Tsaehorng's car was in the yard.
Does Tsaehorng want to stay here tonight?
As soon as he entered the house, he found all his friends waiting for him. Their faces showed anxiety. Jinqkang was already in the house, but Chioujen had not returned from the juice stall. Jenqyih had the feeling that he had been out too long, but it turned out that Chioujen was still longer. Perhaps Chioujen had a lot to discuss with the police.
"You took too long," said Iren.
"Sorry! I met Mr. Shiuander. He couldn't sleep. Then we talked."
"After going through the things we've been through, I think it's only natural that Mr. Shiuander couldn't sleep. What we experience is not something that we encounter every day. Those things must be constantly in his eyelids when he tries to close his eyes," said Yihshyong.
Jenqyih nodded. It was then that he realized that there was a large cardboard box in their living room.
"What is this for?" Jenqyih pointed his index finger at the thing.
"Let me explain," said Jongli Jyhren. "I came here secretly, so I also had to go out secretly. So I asked Mr. Mingju to help me get a ride in his car to Jongharng station. Just like when I came earlier, soon, when I leave this house, I have to hide in a box."
This is absolutely ridiculous!
Jenqyih smiled broadly. The cardboard box was huge. But it didn't seem big enough as a place for Jongli Jyhren to hide. He had to bend his body in such a way. Jongli Jyhren's body would definitely be sore after getting out of that cardboard box.
"Do you want to go home now?" Jenqyih asked Tsaehorng.
"That's right, Uncle," replied Tsaehorng. "There are some things I need to take care of right away."
"So you're not going to eat pizza?"
Tsaehorng laughed at Jenqyih's words. "Next time, Uncle. I'll buy more pizza later."
Jenqyih looked at the cardboard box one more time. For the umpteenth time, he smiled again. "Being in this cardboard box must be very warm. Unlike the night air outside."
"What are you talking about?" Iren asked.
"I'm talking about Mr. Shiuander," Jenqyih said. "He's still outside at the moment."
"Where did you talk to him?" Yihshyong asked.
"At the bus stop on the side of the highway."
"He didn't come home with you?" Asked Iren.
"When I left, he still wanted to be there. Maybe in half or an hour from when I left, he'll be back home," said Jenqyih.
"What have you been talking about?" Yihshyong asked. "Sounds very serious."
"Many things. But don't worry. Although we also talked about the package, but I did not tell him in detail about the contents of the package. I couldn't lie about the existence of the package. He had seen the package earlier. I only said that the package contained instructions for the ransom handover. I think even without me telling him, he could have guessed it, too."
His friends nodded at Jenqyih's explanation. They did not issue any statement regarding what Jenqyih had done.
"After all, he was the one who told the most stories."
"What did he tell you about?" Iren asked.
"About where he came from, how long he lived here, his experience while living in this city. And also about his work."
"His job? I've never even heard him talk about his job. I wonder, what job is he currently doing?" Yihshyong also seemed interested in knowing more about their neighbor.
"Currently, he is helping his friend to market products with unknown brands. It is a product of tools and items related to traveling."
"What's the brand?" Yihshyong asked.
"Mhaushyongwoei," Jenqyih said. "Have you ever heard of it?"
"What did you say?" Iren half shouted. His face changed.
"You ever heard of that brand?" Yihshyong frowned. "Is there something wrong?"
Iren took a deep breath. "The Mhaushyongwoei brand is the brand of the bag in the photo in the package that we found earlier in the park."
Their conversation turned to other things. Jenqyih just discovered the old man who was conversing with him had extensive knowledge. So far, Jenqyih had never been involved in a serious conversation with him, so he knew so little about their neighbor.
The chilly night air finally made Jenqyih realize that he had been outside for too long. They sat on the bench at the bus stop for almost half an hour. He was afraid that people in the house would wonder why he didn't come back.
"Excuse me, Sir. But I think I should return home soon. I told my friends to just go out for a few minutes. It's been too long. They must be worried."
"Oh! You all haven't slept yet?"
"Besides not being able to sleep, we were discussing something earlier," said Jenqyih.
"I think it has something to do with what happened earlier."
Jenqyih nodded. "True, Sir. But I can't say much about that. Again, I'm sorry."
"It's all right, Sir." Shiuander Janji smiled.
Jenqyih got up from the bench at the bus stop. "Do you still want to enjoy the night air outside?"
Shiuander Janji laughed. "Tonight, I also find it difficult to sleep. So I'm going to continue sitting here relaxing my legs for a bit. Maybe half an hour or an hour from now, when I'm really sleepy, then I'll be back home."
"Alright, Sir! I am going home first."
"Please, Mr. Dongfang."
After that, Jenqyih turned around. He walked away from the bus stop. With hasty steps, he walked back to the house.
Arriving in front of their house, he did not see Tsaehorng's car. At first Jenqyih thought that Tsaehorng had gone home. But then he saw that Tsaehorng's car was in the yard.
Does Tsaehorng want to stay here tonight?
As soon as he entered the house, he found all his friends waiting for him. Their faces showed anxiety. Jinqkang was already in the house, but Chioujen had not returned from the juice stall. Jenqyih had the feeling that he had been out too long, but it turned out that Chioujen was still longer. Perhaps Chioujen had a lot to discuss with the police.
"You took too long," said Iren.
"Sorry! I met Mr. Shiuander. He couldn't sleep. Then we talked."
"After going through the things we've been through, I think it's only natural that Mr. Shiuander couldn't sleep. What we experience is not something that we encounter every day. Those things must be constantly in his eyelids when he tries to close his eyes," said Yihshyong.
Jenqyih nodded. It was then that he realized that there was a large cardboard box in their living room.
"What is this for?" Jenqyih pointed his index finger at the thing.
"Let me explain," said Jongli Jyhren. "I came here secretly, so I also had to go out secretly. So I asked Mr. Mingju to help me get a ride in his car to Jongharng station. Just like when I came earlier, soon, when I leave this house, I have to hide in a box."
This is absolutely ridiculous!
Jenqyih smiled broadly. The cardboard box was huge. But it didn't seem big enough as a place for Jongli Jyhren to hide. He had to bend his body in such a way. Jongli Jyhren's body would definitely be sore after getting out of that cardboard box.
"Do you want to go home now?" Jenqyih asked Tsaehorng.
"That's right, Uncle," replied Tsaehorng. "There are some things I need to take care of right away."
"So you're not going to eat pizza?"
Tsaehorng laughed at Jenqyih's words. "Next time, Uncle. I'll buy more pizza later."
Jenqyih looked at the cardboard box one more time. For the umpteenth time, he smiled again. "Being in this cardboard box must be very warm. Unlike the night air outside."
"What are you talking about?" Iren asked.
"I'm talking about Mr. Shiuander," Jenqyih said. "He's still outside at the moment."
"Where did you talk to him?" Yihshyong asked.
"At the bus stop on the side of the highway."
"He didn't come home with you?" Asked Iren.
"When I left, he still wanted to be there. Maybe in half or an hour from when I left, he'll be back home," said Jenqyih.
"What have you been talking about?" Yihshyong asked. "Sounds very serious."
"Many things. But don't worry. Although we also talked about the package, but I did not tell him in detail about the contents of the package. I couldn't lie about the existence of the package. He had seen the package earlier. I only said that the package contained instructions for the ransom handover. I think even without me telling him, he could have guessed it, too."
His friends nodded at Jenqyih's explanation. They did not issue any statement regarding what Jenqyih had done.
"After all, he was the one who told the most stories."
"What did he tell you about?" Iren asked.
"About where he came from, how long he lived here, his experience while living in this city. And also about his work."
"His job? I've never even heard him talk about his job. I wonder, what job is he currently doing?" Yihshyong also seemed interested in knowing more about their neighbor.
"Currently, he is helping his friend to market products with unknown brands. It is a product of tools and items related to traveling."
"What's the brand?" Yihshyong asked.
"Mhaushyongwoei," Jenqyih said. "Have you ever heard of it?"
"What did you say?" Iren half shouted. His face changed.
"You ever heard of that brand?" Yihshyong frowned. "Is there something wrong?"
Iren took a deep breath. "The Mhaushyongwoei brand is the brand of the bag in the photo in the package that we found earlier in the park."
