Chioulin Shinnjaang's words were hard to believe. Jenqyih can't help but frown. The police and secret organizations were unable to track down where the kidnappers had taken Shinnshiow captive, but an apparently jobless old man like Mr. Horngshi could get in there and rescue Shinnshiow.
Who exactly is that person?
"So, it turns out that it wasn't the kidnappers who freed Mr. Beeihae. But someone helped him escape." Chioujen said slowly.
"What if now we all go to the hospital to see Mr. Beeihae?" Yihshyong said. "He's already aware. We're also not going to ask for detailed things that might make him confused."
Eh? Shyongge changed plans without asking any of us.
Chioulin Shinnjaang looked doubtful.
"We've got permission from the police, Sir!" Tsaehorng, who for some reason was so talkative that morning, also opened his mouth. "You can check at the police station in Yuehming."
Chioulin finally nodded. Jenqyih shook his head. Anyone could see that Young Master Mingju's words were not to be trifled with at all.
Yihshyong's face brightened again. "In that case, I, Iren, Jenqyih, and Tsaehorng and the driver will go to the hospital to see Shinnshiow. Jinqkang, I'll ask you one more favor. How about you watch the house for a few hours? You can rest as well."
Jinqkang smiled. He nodded.
"Wait a second, Sir." Before Jinqkang could even open his mouth, Chioulin suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"What's the matter, Sir?" Yihshyong asked.
Chioulin was silent for a moment. His face looked once full of inner struggle. He seemed hesitant to say something.
"Just say it, Sir," Yihshyong said.
"The phone call that just came in, not only reporting on Mr. Beeihae's condition. There is also the latest news about Mr. Yeuduo."
"You mean the news about Yeuduo Jendaw? The person whose wallet has Mr. Duanmuh's name and telephone number?" asked Iren.
"That's right, Sir! He has regains consciousness. His condition isn't too bad. He's been able to speak fluently to the police who are on duty at the hospital."
"That's wonderful news," said Iren.
"But he doesn't want to say anything. He only asks that we allow him to contact Mr. Duanmuh. He said that he is willing to talk at length about what they have experienced only after he spoke to Mr. Duanmuh."
"Why does he want to talk to Mr. Duanmuh?" Jenqyih asked.
"I don't know Sir! It seems that he doesn't trust anyone. At the moment, he is only willing to talk to Mr. Duanmuh."
"Does he know Mr. Duanmuh is missing?" Yihshyong asked.
"We haven't told him, Sir. We're worried that the news will only make him shut his mouth even tighter."
"What about the other guy? Haven't the police gotten around to questioning him yet? Isn't he still in the hospital, too?" Iren bombarded Chioulin with questions.
Chioulin Shinnjaang's words were hard to believe. Jenqyih can't help but frown. The police and secret organizations were unable to track down where the kidnappers had taken Shinnshiow captive, but an apparently jobless old man like Mr. Horngshi could get in there and rescue Shinnshiow.
Who exactly is that person?
"So, it turns out that it wasn't the kidnappers who freed Mr. Beeihae. But someone helped him escape." Chioujen said slowly.
"What if now we all go to the hospital to see Mr. Beeihae?" Yihshyong said. "He's already aware. We're also not going to ask for detailed things that might make him confused."
Eh? Shyongge changed plans without asking any of us.
Chioulin Shinnjaang looked doubtful.
"We've got permission from the police, Sir!" Tsaehorng, who for some reason was so talkative that morning, also opened his mouth. "You can check at the police station in Yuehming."
Chioulin finally nodded. Jenqyih shook his head. Anyone could see that Young Master Mingju's words were not to be trifled with at all.
Yihshyong's face brightened again. "In that case, I, Iren, Jenqyih, and Tsaehorng and the driver will go to the hospital to see Shinnshiow. Jinqkang, I'll ask you one more favor. How about you watch the house for a few hours? You can rest as well."
Jinqkang smiled. He nodded.
"Wait a second, Sir." Before Jinqkang could even open his mouth, Chioulin suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"What's the matter, Sir?" Yihshyong asked.
Chioulin was silent for a moment. His face looked once full of inner struggle. He seemed hesitant to say something.
"Just say it, Sir," Yihshyong said.
"The phone call that just came in, not only reporting on Mr. Beeihae's condition. There is also the latest news about Mr. Yeuduo."
"You mean the news about Yeuduo Jendaw? The person whose wallet has Mr. Duanmuh's name and telephone number?" asked Iren.
"That's right, Sir! He has regains consciousness. His condition isn't too bad. He's been able to speak fluently to the police who are on duty at the hospital."
"That's wonderful news," said Iren.
"But he doesn't want to say anything. He only asks that we allow him to contact Mr. Duanmuh. He said that he is willing to talk at length about what they have experienced only after he spoke to Mr. Duanmuh."
"Why does he want to talk to Mr. Duanmuh?" Jenqyih asked.
"I don't know Sir! It seems that he doesn't trust anyone. At the moment, he is only willing to talk to Mr. Duanmuh."
"Does he know Mr. Duanmuh is missing?" Yihshyong asked.
"We haven't told him, Sir. We're worried that the news will only make him shut his mouth even tighter."
"What about the other guy? Haven't the police gotten around to questioning him yet? Isn't he still in the hospital, too?" Iren bombarded Chioulin with questions.
