Chapter 48 (1/2)

Someone had tied Zhang Heng to a chair—he had no idea for how long. When someone finally peeled the blindfold off his eyes, he saw that they had brought him to an abandoned factory.

Zhang Heng’s head was still a little foggy. After subdued outside the apartment, he was forced into a vehicle and then blindfolded. He could not tell what was happening around him except by the amount of time it took for them to travel in the car, they were still in Tokyo, but probably somewhere in the suburbs.

He was careless, he knew that. In reality, no matter how calm and how watchful he was, this was the first time he was involved in something like this and was bound to make mistakes. The person who took them clearly pulled some dirty tricks to find the apartment.

As if he read Zhang Heng’s mind, a guy with a crew cut pulled out a black tracking device the size of a bubble-gum from Ameko’s bag.

They probably put that in there when they kidnapped her with the blue Toyota. As Ameko was unconscious then, she would not have known what they did. On top of that, the tracking device was well hidden. Unless she had searched every inch of her bag, it would have been difficult to notice.

Zhang Heng cocked his brows. “Where is Ameko?”

The people who took them split them up at the apartment. They were probably transported in different cars too. Zhang Heng had not seen her since then.

“Think about your own plight first!” The crew cut gut snarled, giving Zhang Heng the stink eye.

Zhang Heng recognized the guy.

It was the guy he punched at the door—no wonder he was showing Zhang Heng the attitude.

“Heh, now we can settle our account!” The crew cut guy put down the tracking device and rolled up his sleeves eagerly.

Just then, a deep, sonorous voice said from behind, “Alright! That’s enough for now. Let me talk to him.”

“Yes, Boss.” The crew cut guy’s demeanor quickly changed. He bowed to the man who had just walked in and promptly disappeared.

A short man stepped in front of Zhang Heng, grabbed the nearest stool and plopped himself down. “It was never our organization’s idea to involve you and Ms. Ameko in this. I apologize on behalf of our organization.”

Zhang Heng simply kept quiet.

“22 years ago, our Executive Vice President, he… and Tsuchiya Yosuke, er, which is also Mr. Takeda Tetsuya, had a little grudge. He sent me here to take care of things. The plan was to throw Tsuchiya Yosuke into the sea and feed him to the sharks, but Mr. Executive vice president had a sudden change of mind and decided to give him a chance. The executive v.p’s exact words were ‘The grievances between racing drivers should be resolved in the ways of a racing driver,” the squat man said.

“So, I’ve painstakingly set up a stage for Tsuchiya Yosuke. I’ll still need one more person to play the supporting role, though. It was giving a headache because Mr. Tsuchiya Yosuke is not exactly everybody’s favorite, and even after so many years, he didn’t make any friends at all. I heard that for nearly half a year, you have been delivering goods for him. So? Are you interested in joining the fun?”

“Are there any other options apart from me?” Zhang Heng asked calmly. Even though the guy looked gentler than his associate, Zhang Heng understood that the man did not really want to know his opinion.