Chapter 629
Miss Lu and Feng Yiweng waited at home for half a day without receiving a video from Brother Diao. Faced with Miss Lu, Feng Yiweng’s expression seemed displeased, feeling that the other party made her lose face in front of her friend, so she made a call to start holding someone accountable.
“It’s not that we don’t want to, there’s been an unexpected situation here,” Brother Diao explained in a low voice.
“What kind of unexpected situation prevents you from handling this small matter? Did the person escape or die?” Feng Yiweng said with a tone of anger.
“The person is sick, seriously ill, vomiting and having diarrhea. If I break her leg, I’m afraid she won’t survive,” Brother Diao expressed his concern.
“Didn’t I ask you to catch two people? Did both of them get sick?” Feng Yiweng raised her voice.
“No, but if we break the leg of the other one, there would be no one to take the sick one to the bathroom. We’re all big men; it’s not convenient to take a woman to the restroom,” Brother Diao said with some difficulty.
Feng Yiweng was exasperated and laughed, “Did you forget what your identity is? Did I ask you to grab someone for charity? If she wants to go to the bathroom, let her go with you. If not, let her hold it in. Are you a kidnapper concerned about the physical and mental health of your hostages? Are you crazy, or am I?”
Brother Diao was rendered silent by Feng Yiweng’s words and reflected on himself. It seemed like he’d changed since he saw Yu Xia. The old him would never have been so indecisive. Clutching the phone tighter, his emotions flickered in his eyes, but eventually, they all condensed into a cold, “I got it.”
Yu Xia curled up in a chair, secretly watching Brother Diao move to a corner. She couldn’t hear what he said but tried to gauge the situation from his body language. When she saw his fingers suddenly tense, an alarm sounded in her mind, signaling extreme danger.
The feeling was baseless but enough to send shivers down her spine. Her previously feigned illness intensified, as if she was on the brink of death.
Yu Xia again requested to use the restroom. Brother Diao’s subordinate saw he was still on the phone, and Yu Xia’s face was indeed frighteningly pale, as if denying her request would cause her to ascend on the spot. He led Tang Zhongwei to escort Yu Xia to the bathroom.
When Brother Diao hung up, he realized neither hostage was in the warehouse. His expression turned unpleasant, “Where are they?” he asked gruffly.
“She fell ill again, and Skinny Monkey took them out. We saw you were on a call and didn’t want to disturb you,” someone said.
Hearing that Skinny Monkey took them out, Brother Diao’s furrowed brows relaxed. He gathered the remaining people in the warehouse, relayed Feng Yiweng’s demands, and instructed them to prepare for filming a video.
Those in the warehouse nodded. Those with tasks got to work, while those without snuggled back in, waiting for the return of the two women.
In the bathroom, Yu Xia tightened her grip on Tang Zhongwei’s hand. If not for the people outside, Tang Zhongwei might have screamed. Though she didn’t make a sound, her face was still unwell. As Yu Xia squeezed her wrist, Tang Zhongwei pried at Yu Xia’s fingers, adamant not to suffer any loss.
“What’s with you? Let go of my hand,” Tang Zhongwei whispered hoarsely, gritting her teeth.
Whether it was her words or actions that had an effect, Yu Xia released her grip on Tang Zhongwei.
“They’re going to make a move. We need to start escaping now,” Yu Xia got straight to the point, calming her own anxiety as she relayed her conclusion.
“What kind of joke is this?” Tang Zhongwei instinctively retorted.
“Whether what I said is true is up to you, but we don’t have time to discuss it now. We must leave quickly, or it will be much harder to escape later,” Yu Xia said and began looking around like a diligent ant, trying to find things to take with her.
“How can we escape? Never mind how many people are in the warehouse; just look outside—there’s someone guarding us. Where would we run? Anywhere we go, we’d be caught,” Tang Zhongwei said, pulling the wandering Yu Xia.
“I didn’t plan to act so soon. I wanted them to relax their guard with a few more tries before seizing the chance to escape. But that call Brother Diao just received forces me to move now. If we don’t, we might have no chance at all. You don’t naively think that call was about what to eat, right?”
Yu Xia’s sarcasm left Tang Zhongwei’s face awkward, though she was more concerned than embarrassed.
“What do you want me to do?” When it became a matter of life and death, Tang Zhongwei set her mind aside and asked earnestly.
“From now on, our goal is singular: help each other escape and inform my brother-in-law and sister of our location. Even if one of us must die, someone must escape; otherwise, it would be shameful,” Yu Xia said with a bitter smile and determination.
However, she didn’t give Tang Zhongwei time for emotional expression, moving close to her ear to discuss the plan.
Outside, Skinny Monkey finished two cigarettes yet hadn’t heard a peep. It was eerily quiet, like no one was inside. A sense of unease filled him. “Are you done?” he shouted towards the bathroom.
Inside remained silent. “If you don’t make a sound, I’m coming in,” Skinny Monkey’s forehead dotted with sweat, but inside stayed quiet.
After his footsteps faded, Yu Xia and Tang Zhongwei emerged from two restroom stalls.
Tang Zhongwei patted her chest in fear, as the door almost hit her nose, and she nearly cried out.
“What do we do now?” Tang Zhongwei asked, her look at Yu Xia mixed with confusion.