The Inside Man

The atmosphere in the car became awkward again, it seemed that since last night, I had a special feeling towards Huang Xiaotao. Judging from her reaction just now, it looked like she had some feelings for me too...

I knew it was cheating to observe girls with the "Eyes of the Abyss", but I was so nervous facing them, especially those I had feelings for.

I decided to confirm it. I noticed Huang Xiaotao's hands were on both sides of the seat, not far from mine.

I slowly reached out my finger, my little heart thumped again. But my little trick was seen through, Huang Xiaotao suddenly pulled back her hand, and I felt utterly disappointed.

Unexpectedly, that hand was suddenly placed on my face, she patted me with the back of her hand. Huang Xiaotao's hand was cool like a piece of jade, instantly cooling my hot cheeks.

"Is the temperature in the car too high?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"Did you turn on the AC?" I said.

Huang Xiaotao chuckled. There was no AC on in the car at all. She put her hand down and placed it on the back of my hand. I thought it was unintentional and she would take it away the next second.

However, she did not take her hand away. In the silence, I heard thump, thump, the sound of her heart beating violently in her chest.

This time she was nervous, but I was unexpectedly calm. I could feel some subtle atmosphere brewing between us. We could understand each other perfectly without words!

I glanced at her, and at the same moment she also looked at me. Then we tacitly looked away, and she also took her hand off mine.

Something was churning inside me. After all, I was a guy. I plucked up my courage and suddenly turned over to grab Huang Xiaotao by the shoulders. Her shoulders were slender and petite, as tiny as to be clasped in my palm. She was as docile as a little bunny in my hands, without any intention to resist at all.

Encouraged by this, I continued my attack, slowly leaning my face towards her. This time it was her turn to blush. She bit her cherry lips lightly, her cheeks flushed pink like peach blossoms, looking at me shyly. I moved my lips closer and closer, eager to taste her sweetness.

Our faces got closer and closer until we could feel each other's breath. Huang Xiaotao closed her eyes, as if waiting for it!

Just then, the phone rang abruptly, shattering the atmosphere.

I sat back in frustration and picked up the phone to see it was Wang Dali calling. As soon as I answered, I heard his yelling: "Song Yang, save me!"

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"I forgot to bring toilet paper, come and save me quickly!"

I laughed in annoyance and said patiently, "Okay, I'll bring you some right away."

I hung up the phone and said to Huang Xiaotao, "I'm going to save Dali."

"Oh!" She responded lightly, her eyes kept looking outside, as if to conceal her blushing face.

After getting off the car, the cold wind blew and cleared my mind instantly. Was what just happened a bit too much? Would Huang Xiaotao resent me? I was troubled all the way, tangled and fallen into the tangled hell, feeling like a mess in my heart.

After "rescuing" Wang Dali, the 500-watt light bulb dispelled the ambiguity in the car. We waited for about two hours, seeing workers coming out one after another. It was lunch break time. We watched the factory gate nervously.

After most of the workers left, Yu Jun finally came out from the factory and got into a black Passat. We let his car drive a distance before Huang Xiaotao started the car to follow him quietly.

While following, Huang Xiaotao kept sending text messages. Half an hour later, Yu Jun's car stopped near an old residential building. Huang Xiaotao looked at her phone and said, "I just asked Chief Liao, Yu Jun doesn't live here."

"He probably keeps a mistress here." Wang Dali guessed.

"No, it's more likely where he raises 'spirit cats'." I said.

Yu Jun walked to a building. A guy in a hoodie came downstairs from the building, holding something in his hand. We didn't pay attention to him.

We went up to the fifth floor and stopped in front of a door. Huang Xiaotao pulled two hairpins from her head and handed them to me, "Detective Song, it's time for you to show your skills."

I remembered Huang Xiaotao's previous teaching and said, "I'll buy you two better ones later!"

"Not bad, you're smart." Huang Xiaotao laughed loudly.

It took me less than a minute to pick the lock open. The furnishings inside were simple, nothing on the table, and only an empty bed frame in the bedroom. It was clearly a rented room. There were no "Wealth Cats" in plain view, but I found some sandalwood ash scattered on the floor in a corner.

We searched around, even looked outside the windowsill, but found nothing.

Huang Xiaotao asked, "Could Yu Jun have moved the stuff?"

I remembered the guy who went downstairs after Yu Jun, and yelled, "Crap, it was the guy who went downstairs just now!"

Huang Xiaotao said decisively, "Chase!"

We hurried downstairs. It had been over five minutes since we passed that guy, he must have escaped long ago. I called Wang Yuanchao in a thread of hope and asked where he was now.

"Guangming Residential Area," he replied.

I was overjoyed, "We're here too! So White Knife is here!"

"Yes, I just saw him go into a building, and he's come out now, still holding something in his hand." Wang Yuanchao said.

"Are you driving?" I asked.

"Yes!" Wang Yuanchao answered.

"Send your location via GPS to Huang Xiaotao's car and we'll follow you."

After hanging up, I told Huang Xiaotao to drive quickly and explained the situation to her. The one who just brushed past us was the disguised White Knife. My guess was right, he knew Yu Jun, and the "Wealth Cat" was now in his hands.

We followed Wang Yuanchao’s location via GPS, and he parked behind a hotel. After he got out of his car and into ours, he said, "White Knife went into this hotel."

"He must be dealing with the 'spirit cat'." Huang Xiaotao said excitedly.

"What are we waiting for, let's go up and catch him red-handed along with the loot!" Wang Dali was raring to go.

"No!" I frowned and shook my head, "We still don't know how deeply White Knife is involved, whether he is an accomplice or just simply helping Yu Jun. If we corner him, it could be dangerous, after all he's armed."

"Don't worry, Wang Yuanchao can handle ten White Knives." Huang Xiaotao said contemptuously.

"Better safe than sorry. The police station is not far from here. Why don't we call Chief Liao to bring some people over? We'll charge up together, that way we'll have witnesses too." I said.

"That's a great idea, we'll catch him like a turtle in a jar!" Huang Xiaotao clapped her hands excitedly.

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