472 A Spring Onion (1/2)
The room was not big—one living room, one bedroom and one bathroom. Even the kitchen was joined with the living room. If not for the simplicity of the stove and limited space, it could be viewed as a modern spartan living space. The house was placed behind a fruit tree farm. Nature Village had a small population, and they stayed far from each other. This place was even further than the center of Nature Village, sitting far above the mountain. The trek up the mountain was hard and difficult. It was not accessible by vehicle, not even a bull cart. When someone wanted to get up the mountain, they had to carry the tools by themselves. They would trek on muddy paths, and if they were unlucky enough to encounter rain, the chance of falling and slipping would drastically increase.
There was no one in the house; at least the place was empty when Ye Shuang and Anthony arrived. Based on the signs of living in the room, the owner should have left less than half a day ago. A cup of undrunk coffee sat on the table. Next to it were several newspapers and notices from inside the village. Even the television was left on.
Ye Shuang looked through the newspaper and notices, but she did not find anything valuable. Anthony squatted at the other side of the room beside the one electronic device in the room, which was the television. He pulled out the data line from the router and connected it to the laptop. After he worked on it for a while, he said, ”Other than advertisements, dramas, variety shows, and the like, the only useful information broadcast on this television this afternoon is the news.”
With a shrug, he continued. ”After taking out irrelevant issues like the hike of vegetable prices and a large car accident, I have a feeling the people in this room are only interested in this news.”
The man sure was a chatterbox. Ye Shuang did not know how to respond and walked over to glance at the news that Anthony had pulled up. It was a snippet of the morning news. The content was mostly about the country targeting some kind of international criminal organization, and several people have been captured successfully. A base that they had been watching had been taken down, and then the news gave a detailed analysis on the organization's impact on the world enemy and the losses that would be saved from the lockdown on this operation, not to mention the lasting international influence it would have.
”Is the criminal organization mentioned the one we're looking for?” Ye Shuang scratched her chin and started to understand what was happening.
”Yes, I believe so,” Anthony answered seriously.
Then he sighed. He pulled the laptop closer to his chest and worked on it. He pulled up different information. ”Actually, not only this station has broadcast this news. Recently, many similar news reports have been popping up all over the world, but the nature of the operations are not the same… like several base have been destroyed, detained so and so members, and large funds have been discovered to not be taxed. If we trace these many news stories, we'll discover the people who are captured are not simple characters, but they have been deep in hiding. They have not been discovered previously or have not been linked to each other before.”
It seemed like the FBI moved fast after they obtained the information. This should be the result of their action after unlocking the information. They cooperated with people from all over the world to overtly or covertly destroy their enemy with the maximum strength. Most likely, Han Chu's kidnapping was just a trap, so he was kept in such an isolated place to prevent others from finding him. But now that they had been hit so severely, they probably wanted to ask for some demands, using the kidnapped Han Chu, so they abandoned this temporary base and moved the hostage to some place else.
”F*ck, we're too late.” After arranging the sequence of events, Ye Shuang's face darkened without her realizing.
Anthony did not look so good either. He grabbed his golden hair out of frustration. ”If we weren't captured, we would have arrived here yesterday or this morning at the latest.”
Ye Shuang actually agreed with that, but she could not voice it out loud. After all, Father Han only meant well. It was not that he did not care about his son, but he merely did not want the civilians to get into dangerous situations.