Yihshyong nodded. But his brow wrinkled slightly. "Of course we have to talk to Mr. Yeuduo. The problem is, until now, it doesn't seem like the police are willing to let us see him."
"That's because they think that Shinnshiow's kidnapping has nothing to do with the case the journalists are investigating," Chioujen said. "Even now, the police are not very interested in linking Shinnshiow's kidnapping to Songfei's disappearance."
"Do you think we need to ask my friend for help so we can talk to Mr. Yeuduo?" Jenqyih looked at his friends, one after another.
"I think it's necessary." Iren nodded while blowing air out of his nostrils. "However, how do we contact Mr. Jongli in secret? He has repeatedly emphasized that he does not want the police to know that we have involved him and his organization in this matter. So, if we just call him, then that means we are announcing to the police that Mr. Jongli's organization has been in contact with us since the beginning."
"I guess some of the higher ups in the police force, or maybe even most of them, are already aware of that," said Yihshyong. "Most likely they wouldn't be too surprised if they caught us contacting Mr. Jongli now."
"The last time Mr. Jongli was here, did he say anything to Yihge about how we can contact him?" Chioujen's face looked like the face of someone who should have an answer on the spot. When Chioujen was in a state of excitement, indeed he often showed facial expressions like that.
Iren turned to Jenqyih. "I'm sure you must have Mr. Jongli's home telephone number. However, at a critical time like this, surely he never has time to come home."
"You guys are right." Jenqyih nodded several times. "It's pretty clear he won't be home, at least until these delicate matters are cleared up."
"You know the phone number where he works every day?" Yihshyong asked.
"I don't know," Jenqyih said. "He never told me about it. In this city, before this series of incidents, I had only met him once. That was by chance."
"Then what now?" said Iren.
"Do not worry." Jenqyih grinned with a slightly annoying expression. The last time I saw him, he did tell me how to contact him."
"Just say it clearly!" Iren looked a little annoyed. Maybe he wanted Jenqyih to say it right away. It doesn't go around like that.
Aren't you usually the one who speaks aimlessly?
Jenqyih smiled faintly. "It's simple. We just have to call the pizzeria and order a certain type of pizza with certain toppings. After that, we also have to ask them to use certain spices and oils when baking the pizza. Those things are secret codes. The one who takes the call there will forward our call to someone from Mr. Jongli's organization."
"Wow! Very interesting. It turns out that the pizza parlor is part of their organizational network. But, why choose a pizza shop? Aren't there lots of other food stalls that they can use? They can choose which foods are more popular so they don't stand out too much." Jinqkang said those words at such a low volume.
Jenqyih couldn't be sure whether Jinqkang's comment was only directed at himself, or at other people.
"This is an interesting question." Tsaehorng's driver opened his mouth, too.
"I don't know." Jenqyih shook head. "Maybe it's just a coincidence, because there's a pizza shop that just opened nearby. But actually it's not just pizza. They also have many business fields as a front company. As far as I know, there are several grocery stores which are transit points for agents from their organization."
"It's true that an organization like that has a lot of front companies." Tsaehorng spoke up.
Yihshyong nodded. But his brow wrinkled slightly. "Of course we have to talk to Mr. Yeuduo. The problem is, until now, it doesn't seem like the police are willing to let us see him."
"That's because they think that Shinnshiow's kidnapping has nothing to do with the case the journalists are investigating," Chioujen said. "Even now, the police are not very interested in linking Shinnshiow's kidnapping to Songfei's disappearance."
"Do you think we need to ask my friend for help so we can talk to Mr. Yeuduo?" Jenqyih looked at his friends, one after another.
"I think it's necessary." Iren nodded while blowing air out of his nostrils. "However, how do we contact Mr. Jongli in secret? He has repeatedly emphasized that he does not want the police to know that we have involved him and his organization in this matter. So, if we just call him, then that means we are announcing to the police that Mr. Jongli's organization has been in contact with us since the beginning."
"I guess some of the higher ups in the police force, or maybe even most of them, are already aware of that," said Yihshyong. "Most likely they wouldn't be too surprised if they caught us contacting Mr. Jongli now."
"The last time Mr. Jongli was here, did he say anything to Yihge about how we can contact him?" Chioujen's face looked like the face of someone who should have an answer on the spot. When Chioujen was in a state of excitement, indeed he often showed facial expressions like that.
Iren turned to Jenqyih. "I'm sure you must have Mr. Jongli's home telephone number. However, at a critical time like this, surely he never has time to come home."
"You guys are right." Jenqyih nodded several times. "It's pretty clear he won't be home, at least until these delicate matters are cleared up."
"You know the phone number where he works every day?" Yihshyong asked.
"I don't know," Jenqyih said. "He never told me about it. In this city, before this series of incidents, I had only met him once. That was by chance."
"Then what now?" said Iren.
"Do not worry." Jenqyih grinned with a slightly annoying expression. The last time I saw him, he did tell me how to contact him."
"Just say it clearly!" Iren looked a little annoyed. Maybe he wanted Jenqyih to say it right away. It doesn't go around like that.
Aren't you usually the one who speaks aimlessly?
Jenqyih smiled faintly. "It's simple. We just have to call the pizzeria and order a certain type of pizza with certain toppings. After that, we also have to ask them to use certain spices and oils when baking the pizza. Those things are secret codes. The one who takes the call there will forward our call to someone from Mr. Jongli's organization."
"Wow! Very interesting. It turns out that the pizza parlor is part of their organizational network. But, why choose a pizza shop? Aren't there lots of other food stalls that they can use? They can choose which foods are more popular so they don't stand out too much." Jinqkang said those words at such a low volume.
Jenqyih couldn't be sure whether Jinqkang's comment was only directed at himself, or at other people.
"This is an interesting question." Tsaehorng's driver opened his mouth, too.
"I don't know." Jenqyih shook head. "Maybe it's just a coincidence, because there's a pizza shop that just opened nearby. But actually it's not just pizza. They also have many business fields as a front company. As far as I know, there are several grocery stores which are transit points for agents from their organization."
"It's true that an organization like that has a lot of front companies." Tsaehorng spoke up.
