Melodic light music was playing in the cafe. Ida Ko looked down at the text message sent by Natalie on his mobile phone. Just as he was about to reply, he received a call from Fujiwara Yu for no apparent reason.
What was even stranger was that the phone was hung up the moment it rang.
When he called back, he found that his phone was turned off. This made Yi Dahang feel uneasy. He immediately stood up from his seat and hurried downstairs to ask the waiter who was wiping the tables and chairs:
"Hello, where is the restroom?"
"Through the back door is the closed-down convenience store next door. The toilet is over there."
"OK, thanks!"
Yi Dahang slowed down his pace when he arrived near the restroom. He became alert and approached the restroom, but found that there was no movement from inside. He stuck half of his head out and found that the restroom was empty.
Just a minute ago, Fujiwara Yuu pretended to be unsteady while climbing through the window, stalling for time so that the phone call would ring before being hung up.
Then he calmly pressed the power button for a long time, deliberately threw the phone to the ground, and sneered at the two ferocious criminals:
"Well, I dropped my phone in there. It's this year's new model... Do you want it?"
There was a hint of greed in the short and fat gangster's eyes. Just when he wanted Fujiwara to take it, another gangster holding a shotgun frowned and urged:
"No need, come to me quickly!"
"Come right here, come right here, please don't shoot!"
Fujiwara Yu turned around very obediently, because he thought that the two gangsters must want to escape from the area as soon as possible, so as long as they got in the car, there would be plenty of ways to escape.
But he never expected that the moment he turned his back, an electric current came from his lower back, his pupils suddenly shrank and his muscles spontaneously contracted - damn, this guy actually used an electric baton.
The feeling of being unable to use any strength in his body was very uncomfortable. If the short and fat gangster had not been supporting him while another tall gangster tied up his limbs, Fujiwara Yu felt that he might have fallen to the ground and would not have been able to get up.
"Brother, what are we going to do with this kid later?"
"Oh, let's bury him together with that guy when we get to a safe area." After the tall gangster put the male body under the back seat, he picked up the blanket on the passenger seat and covered it up so that no one would notice.
As for Fujiwara Yu, who was electrocuted to the point of having no strength to resist, his hands and feet were tied, his mouth sealed with tape, and he was thrown directly into the trunk. The narrow and dark space made him lose his energy, and a wave of sleepiness inexplicably swept through his body.
Fujiwara Yu had no choice but to bite the tip of his tongue with his teeth. The pain kept him awake. Now he could only wait for the aftereffects of the electric shock to pass, and then use the power of wind to remove the ropes that bound his hands and feet.
On the other side, Date Ko boldly walked into the restroom after finding it empty. He noticed a black flip phone on the tile floor near the windowsill. It was Fujiwara's phone.
After realizing that something had happened to Fujiwara, Date Ko picked up the flip phone on the ground without hesitation and climbed out the window into the alley. When he noticed the blood on the ground, his face turned ugly - could this be Fujiwara's blood?
There was an exaggerated amount of blood on the cement road. As a police academy student, Ida Hang naturally knew that this amount of bleeding would lead to death from excessive bleeding, so he did not delay and ran directly to the alley entrance.
If the criminals who attacked Fujiwara wanted to take him away, they had to have a means of transportation, and this road was a one-way street, so they could only drive west.
He ran along the one-way street and finally came to the traffic light at the T-junction leading to the main road. A burgundy Nissan Maxima successfully entered his field of vision, and it was most likely the vehicle driven by the criminals.
Because he carefully observed the rear part of the car, he actually saw small dark red dots on the white license plate. For Ida Hang, who had studied the types of bloodstains, he could conclude that this was a splattered bloodstain.
Yokohama 300さ45-19.
With only five seconds left at the red light, it was impossible to catch up with the car by relying on my legs.
Ida Hang suppressed his anxious expression and feigned composure, observing his surroundings. He eventually spotted a brown-haired beauty wearing a black motorcycle jacket across the street, and beside her was a white motorcycle. Without hesitation, he rushed over when the light turned green, shouting,
"Hello, I'm a student at the police academy. My friend has been kidnapped. Can I borrow your motorcycle?"
The brown-haired beauty looked back at the nearly two-meter-tall young man. She could hear the sincerity and anxiety in his tone. She reached out and threw the spare motorcycle helmet into his hand, smiling.
"I can give you a ride, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get in the car!"
"Huh? Ah... okay."
Yi Dahang quickly put on his motorcycle helmet and sat astride the back seat. He supported himself with both hands on the back seat, keeping a certain distance from the brown-haired beauty, and gave instructions:
"Please drive north. It's a wine-red Nissan Maxima with the license plate Yokohama 300さ45-19!"
"No problem." The brown-haired beauty calmly put on her helmet and said with a slight smile, "But kid, you have to hold on tight—don't fall to your death!"
Fall to death?
Before Yi Dahang could even transform into a dotty-eyed man, he felt the sensation of a motorcycle taking off instantly and reaching full throttle. The bulging veins on his arms and the tight grip of his hands on the rear of the motorcycle were a last ditch effort. He had never imagined that this seemingly aloof, brown-haired beauty could ride a motorcycle so wildly!
Oh my god, what's with this roller coaster feeling? Can I really make it to the end?
At this moment, Yi Dahang felt so sad that he had no tears. If he had known this would happen, he should have stopped a taxi and chased after him.
"Boy, is that the car in front?"
"Yes, that's the one, but be careful not to get too close. They might have guns. I saw shell casings at the scene. It should be a shotgun."
Ida Hang said this with a hint of worry in his heart. If ordinary citizens heard that the criminals had guns, they would definitely not dare to chase them. But he didn't expect that this girl would show a contemptuous expression after hearing about the guns. She didn't look afraid at all. It was really amazing.
"...Aren't you afraid?"
"Why should we be afraid? Aren't they the ones to be afraid of? We're almost catching up to our prey." The brown-haired beauty noticed the young man's unhappy expression in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but joked, "If you spit it out, I'll kill you~"
Ida Ko did not take the second half of the sentence to heart. His attention was completely on the car in front of him. He had just noticed that Fujiwara was not in the back seat of the car, which meant that Fujiwara Yu had been put into the trunk by the criminals.
Just as he was thinking about how to safely approach the criminals' vehicle, he heard the brown-haired beauty let out an unpleasant "tsk", followed by words that shocked Ida Hang.
"Hey~Hold on tight, or I won't be responsible if you fall and die."
Fall and die? Wait, what is she going to do?!
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