Chapter 455: Mythical Man (2/2)
I felt a small vibration on my foot as if I had been struck by a grain of sand. Looking down, I discovered a needle stuck in my shoe! Fortunately, I was moving when the needle struck so it pierced the surface of my shoe but not my flesh.
This entire time, I constantly reminded myself to stay calm. The Mythical Man had no other tricks up his sleeve except for the flying needles. I was safe as long as I managed to avoid them.
We remained in such a deadlock for about half an hour. Perhaps running low on needles, the man stopped attacking. Right then, a vehicle stopped by the side of the highway, and two people alighted. Their conversation was extremely clear amidst the deathly silence–
”Is that guy here?”
”This is his last known position. I’m sure of that. Geez, I didn’t think it would be this easy to make twenty million! Man that feels good!”
”I wonder which psycho spent twenty million just to buy a bone.”
”Maybe there’s enmity between them. Oh, who cares about that? We will never understand how the wealthy think!”
From their conversation, I obtained bits of information–the bounty on me had increased yet again and perhaps my location was pinpointed by cell phone positioning!
No wonder criminals from all walks of life kept coming to my door. It turned out they had a system for locating cell phones. Once again, I had underestimated my foes.
The two men were obviously small fry, having exposed their goal before even getting started.
One of them whispered, ”What the hell! Why are there mosquitoes here?”
”That’s strange, why am I so dizzy?”
Thud, thud! It turned out that the Mythical Man wasn’t going to share his bounty with two others so they were knocked unconscious with his needles. In fact, I thought staying here was safer than being out there. At least I had my own “bodyguard.”
”Thank you!” I shouted towards the grass but got no reply.
The more important task at hand was to destroy my SIM card. Cautiously taking a few steps backwards, I pulled out my cell phone, ready to remove the SIM card when I received a phone call from an unfamiliar number.
Briefly hesitating, I ended up hitting the answer button though I kept my eyes on the grass, afraid to look away for even a moment.
”Hello, Great Detective Song!” came the husky, magnetic voice of a middle-aged man.
”Who are you?” I coldly asked.
”It's been ten hours since I arranged this surprise for you. You've held on for so long. I have to say you did a good job!” From the other end of the line came the sound of applause. ”I am the Infernal Bone Trader!”
”Another one of the Jiangbei Daggers’ dogs?” I sneered. “Looks like you’re a dog who likes bones.”
”Yes, you are very keen. I am a colleague and friend of the Dog Trainer whom I heard that you killed. So, the higher-ups sent me to meet you.” He burst into malicious laughter, ”Pleased to meet you. I hope we can get to know each other better!”
The idiom 含沙射影 originated from a mythical monster that lurked in shallow waters, waiting for unsuspecting people to approach before shooting sand at their shadows and making them sick. What the idiom actually means is to make insinuations or to attack someone with innuendo.