Chapter 47
After repeatedly comparing the maps, they discovered that if they drove back, they would have to take a long detour to reach Shuangyang Village.
To save time, Yu Miaomiao suggested walking to a nearby village.
Upon arriving in the village, they borrowed a family's bathroom and washed themselves.
I spent another 500 yuan to rent the owner's motorcycle for two days.
The motorcycle roared towards the town, following the route on the map.
The tracker's path ends here—another drawback of itss, making it unable to pinpoint locations precisely.
Yu Miaomiao took the tracking device and had Jiang Chengyi circle the entire town, but they still couldn't find any clues.
"Try to look on the bright side," Jiang Chengyi comforted her. "At least we can be sure that Xiaobai is in town."
At this point, the next step is to search the entire town, which is something that two people cannot do alone.
She called Liu Wenzheng and gave him a detailed report of the clues they had found that night.
Liu Wenzheng's originally tired voice suddenly perked up. They had been staking out various intersections in Huangling District all night but had not found anything.
Unexpectedly, the last hope still came from Yu Miaomiao.
“I’ll take people there immediately; it will take about four hours.”
"For the next four hours, keep a close eye on their movements. If there are any signs of them leaving, tell me immediately."
“They are vicious criminals.” Liu Wenzheng’s voice turned serious. “Don’t make any rash moves and alert them!”
They agreed one by one.
After hanging up the phone, Yu Miaomiao looked up and saw that the sky was just beginning to brighten.
It turned out that a whole night had passed. The sun peeked out from the distant horizon. The winter sunlight was bright but not glaring. In the distance, voices and roosters crowed, and the world awoke from its slumber.
And the dawn of Xiaobai's rescue seemed to be just around the corner.
Yu Miaomiao breathed a soft sigh of relief.
Jiang Chengyi looked at Yu Miaomiao's tired face and asked, "Do you want to find a hotel to get some sleep? I'll keep an eye on their movements."
She shook her head.
Despite being exhausted from not sleeping all night, the matter was not yet over, and her mind remained tense, unable to fall asleep.
So the two decided to go to town for breakfast.
The town was unexpectedly lively, packed with people.
The two found a popular breakfast shop and each ordered something.
Yu Miaomiao ordered rice noodles, but Jiang Cheng, who doesn't like rice noodles, ordered a regular bowl of beef noodles instead.
The proprietress was a talkative person, chatting as she cooked the noodles.
"Which village are you from? You've come to the market too. I've never seen you before."
She spoke in the dialect of City A, and her attitude had a familiarity unique to people from the same hometown.
The family that lent them the bathroom saw that their clothes were all wet and wouldn't dry quickly, so they took out their two children's old clothes and gave them to them to wear.
"Don't let the ugly clothes fool you, they're really warm! Put them on quickly, or you'll catch a cold!"
Now, both of them are wearing thick winter pajamas, and apart from their striking appearance, they blend perfectly into the local community.
Jiang Cheng didn't understand and looked at Yu Miaomiao.
Yu Miaomiao replied in dialect, "We're from Shuangyang Village. We just got back not long ago and came to town for a stroll."
The boss said "Oh," and added, "It's almost Chinese New Year, so you're bringing your boyfriend home to meet your parents, right?"
Yu Miaomiao quickly retorted, "No, no. We are just..."
She paused for a moment, lost in thought.
What exactly is her relationship with Jiang Chengyi?
Friend? Classmate? Rival?
It seems impossible to describe it precisely.
The boss looked knowing. "What's there to be ashamed of? I understand."
She deftly scooped out the noodles, poured on the toppings, mixed them well, and handed them to Yu Miaomiao, who was still in a daze.
He then asked Jiang Chengyi with a smile and a gossipy look on his face, "Young man, where are you from?"
Jiang Cheng looked puzzled, clearly not understanding his boss's non-standard Mandarin.
Yu Miaomiao quickly pulled Jiang Chengyi into the store.
"What did the boss just say?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"It's nothing," Yu Miaomiao replied vaguely. "They just asked where we're from."
Thanks to Jiang Chengyi for being from the North, thanks to the boss for not speaking Mandarin, and thanks to the fact that the dialect of City A is difficult to understand.
Yu Miaomiao skillfully poured in the vinegar and began to eat.
Although she doesn't like eating human food, this is something that people in City A have been eating since childhood, and she's long been used to it.
Pick up a piece with your chopsticks and put it in your mouth.
After nearly twenty hours without food, one bite awakened my stomach, bringing with it a painful, gnawing hunger pang.
Just as she was engrossed in eating her noodles, a strange, demonic aura suddenly approached.
She paused for a moment, then continued eating her noodles.
Monsters make up less than 0.5‰ of the population, but when multiplied by a large enough population base, their numbers are still extremely large.
Ordinary humans may not know that among the people they pass by in a single day, there may very well be several monsters.
They simply disguised their appearance and aura, making them look no different from ordinary people.
But they rarely conceal their demonic aura.
Demonic energy is the first step in social interaction among demons.
They can judge the approximate type and strength of an opponent by their demonic aura.
As for Yu Miaomiao, due to her mixed blood, her demonic power is weak and her demonic aura is very faint. In addition, she can hide herself, so many demons will mistake her for an ordinary human.
The demonic aura drew closer and stopped outside the breakfast shop.
"Boss, five steamed pork buns and a bowl of soy milk, please."
A rough voice rang out, loud and clear.
Everyone in the store looked up.
Yu Miaomiao also took the opportunity to look over.
A tall, muscular, dark-skinned young man stood in front of the window.
He was wearing a black down jacket, had short hair, and looked very honest.
It doesn't look like a monster at all.
Yu Miaomiao glanced at it and then lowered her head.
The man sat down in the corner of the shop and finished two steamed buns in a few bites. When he was eating the third one, the phone rang.
Yu Miaomiao pricked up her ears to listen.
Although she has a keen hearing, she is not someone who likes to pry into other people's privacy.
But this time, for some reason, she felt that this person was a bit strange.
Because they were too far apart, she could only hear the man's voice and couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah, we've arrived. I haven't slept all night, I'm exhausted."
"Thank you. I thought this order was going to be a loss, but I didn't expect to break even."
"Make sure it gets enough medicine, the kind I sent you. This medicine will put it into a deep hibernation state. Don't let it wake up, or it will escape again."
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if it gets damaged, as long as it doesn't hurt your body."
...
Yu Miaomiao held her chopsticks, motionless, her face calm, seemingly without any abnormality.
However, his pupils constricted, and his heart began to race.
Realizing this, she immediately slowed her breathing and calmed her body.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng noticed her unusual behavior and tried to stand up.
She suddenly looked up, grabbed his hand, and shook her head at him.
Jiang Chengyi seemed to understand her meaning and fell silent.
The two quickly finished their food, paid the bill casually, and walked out of the store.
She pulled Jiang Cheng to a secluded corner, and finally lost control.
She gripped Jiang Chengyi's hand tightly, lowered her voice, and said solemnly, "The man behind me is very strange; he's very likely related to Bai Muyun."
How confident are you?
"Eighty percent."
Jiang Chengyi's expression also turned serious. He did not ask Yu Miaomiao where she got her conclusion.
He simply said, "Then it's necessary to keep an eye on him."
He took a black object out of his pocket, manipulated it a few times, and it began to flash green light.
Yu Miaomiao looked at the microphone-like object and asked, "What is this?"
He opened his phone and handed it to Yu Miaomiao.
“Last time Li Zhi went to Yu Siyuan’s house, she used this thing.”
The exact same voice came through the phone, perfectly clear.
Yu Miaomiao's eyes lit up. "You're planning to put this on him?"
Jiang Cheng nodded, glancing at the breakfast shop diagonally opposite. Seeing that the man had already stood up and was about to pay, he strode over.
Yu Miaomiao hid behind the signboard and watched as Jiang Chengyi "accidentally" bumped into the man and bowed to apologize.
He only came over after the man had gone far away.
"alright?"
"alright."
Yu Miaomiao was dumbfounded.
She had just been thinking about how to put the microphone on the man, but she didn't expect Jiang Chengyi's method to be so simple and brutal.
The two found a hotel and booked a room for four hours.
Under the boss's ambiguous gaze, he hurried upstairs.
Once in a safe space, Jiang Cheng immediately opened the phone app, and the screen displayed his location.
It is positioned to move eastward towards the market area.
The loud hawking noises coming from the loudspeaker confirmed this.
Position yourself to pass through the market and stop outside the town.
The noise subsided and the noise subsided.
The phone rang suddenly and was answered in less than two seconds.
A very respectful voice rang out.
"Dr. Yang, hello. What instructions do you have?"
"When will you send over the medicinal ingredients?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was a cold male voice, which was very muffled due to the connection between the two electronic devices.
"Don't worry, as we agreed, I will definitely deliver the medicinal ingredient to you before today."
The man's voice was very obsequious.
"It's too late," Dr. Yang said. "That person's condition suddenly deteriorated, and he won't last much longer."
"I need to see the medicinal catalyst within three hours."
“But it takes four hours to drive there,” the man said, looking troubled.
"I've already set off with the medical vehicle and am on my way to your location."
Dr. Yang gave an unyielding order: "Once you get the medicinal catalyst, don't wait a moment longer. Set off immediately and meet me, understand?"
"I know, I know, it won't cause any delay at all."
"Dr. Yang," the man asked cautiously, "could you give me the skin, fur, bones, and other parts left over from the alchemy?"
"Dream on." Dr. Yang scoffed. "Do you think you can cut corners and skimp on the work like before?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just asking."
The man apologized repeatedly, and after hanging up the phone, he spat.
"Damn it, what's with the attitude? No matter how powerful you are, you still have to be someone's dog."
Yu Miaomiao gripped the bed sheet tightly.
She never imagined that Little White was stolen to be used as a "medicinal ingredient."
She recalled those stories from the history of monsters:
A snake demon bewitched the emperor, collected three thousand boys and girls, threw them into a furnace, and refined them into a pill that could increase the demon's power by five hundred years.
A rabbit demon gave birth to six hundred offspring. On her deathbed, she sacrificed her offspring to gain an additional eight hundred years of lifespan.
A dragon demon was deceived and imprisoned in a cage, where its scales were plucked and its blood drained daily to be used as a medicinal ingredient.
...
Is this what Xiaobai will face next?
The man cursed and swore for several minutes before dialing another number.
"Hey, Lao Tian, what's up now? Didn't we agree to meet at 5 pm? I'm catching up on sleep."
Yu Miaomiao and Jiang Cheng exchanged a glance.
They recognized the voice on the phone; it was Bai Muyun.
"Hey, Lao Bai, wake up!"
Old Tian complained, "They said that old man is dying and they're in a hurry to get it; they can't wait a moment longer."
Bai Muyun's voice was light and cheerful, "Don't be angry. Have you noticed that there are more and more opportunities to make money?"
The man named Lao Tian was puzzled. "What opportunity? How come I don't know about it?"
"Are you stupid!" Bai Muyun said, "The longer those old fogies live, the more frequently they take medicine, and the more 'medicinal catalysts' they need. Doesn't that mean we have more and more opportunities to make money?"
"That makes sense!" Old Tian suddenly realized and said admiringly, "It has to be you, Lao Bai."
"Then I need to build a good relationship with Dr. Yang so he can come to me again if he needs any work."
Send me the address, and I'll come right away.
"Didn't I tell you? It's in Sunshine Community."
"Oh dear, the address is so complicated, I forgot it as soon as you said it."
"OK."
The microphone went silent.
Yu Miaomiao suddenly stood up.
"They want to take Xiaobai away immediately."
She glanced at the time; there were still three hours before Liu Wenzheng arrived.
Absolutely not.
She called Liu Wenzheng and told him the latest situation.
The other party said helplessly, "There was a car accident ahead, and we are stuck on the road. We have already sent some people there on motorcycles, and they will arrive in two hours."
"Too slow."
Yu Miaomiao said, "Two hours is enough for him to run 100 kilometers."
"Can we call in a helicopter?"
"All of the company's helicopters have been dispatched. Borrowing them from other departments is a complicated process and is not as fast as using a motorcycle."
"But--"
"I will try my best to coordinate with nearby units, and also—"
"Do not act on your own." He emphasized a second time, his voice serious: "Your task is to keep a close watch on the situation and report back to me."
The phone call ended, and the dial tone sounded.
Another voice came from Jiang Chengyi's phone.
"Hey Lao Bai, I'm only two kilometers away from there. Want me to bring you some breakfast?"
"Steamed buns and soy milk, right? Okay, wait."
"Boss, five more steamed buns, and..."
His voice gradually blended into the chaotic chatter of the breakfast shop and became inaudible.
Yu Miaomiao's heart was as chaotic and disordered as the cacophony of sounds.
She put away her phone, took a few anxious steps, and looked at Jiang Chengyi with determination.
"We can't wait any longer."
"We need to act immediately."
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