Chapter 456: The Infernal Bone Trader (1/2)
Clenching my fist around the phone, I asked, ”Does my bone mean something to you? I don’t have a rare blood type so my bone marrow has no medical value. My bones aren’t special at all.”
”Great Detective Song, you’re going about this the wrong way,” laughed the Infernal Bone Trader. “You shouldn’t ask what it's for. You should be asking what I’m planning to do with it.”
”Well, go on then!” I said impatiently.
”After I receive the first bone, I’ll put out another bounty for the second one, and so on, until you’re left with a spineless body that cannot support your flesh. Hahaha, I can't wait to see you like that!”
Malicious laughter filled my ears once more, sending a tingle of goosebumps on my skin.
I would probably die after losing more than a dozen bones. This method of torture would cost the Infernal Bone Trader upwards of a hundred million yuan! His financial resources and degree of madness was unimaginable.
Upon hanging up, I removed my SIM card. Right then, I noticed a cab driving slowly along the road.
Realizing my opportunity for escape had arrived, I dashed towards the cab. The rustling of the grass sounded along with the Mythical Man’s movements and out flew another flying needle.
But because we were both in motion, the needle failed to hit me.
As the distance to the cab drew closer and closer, the Mythical Man grew anxious, jumping out of the grass and standing in my way with a thin pipe in his mouth. Without a second thought, I stared at him with the Eyes of Yama. Gripped by fear, the Mythical Man instinctively gasped, sucking the needle into the back of his throat. He rolled on the ground painfully, clutching at his neck.
After using the Eyes of Yama once more, I was overwhelmed by a sudden spell of dizziness and the ground beneath my feet seemed to be violently shaking!
On top of the fact I had recently lost some blood, my body was weak without the optimum water and food intake. That would be the last time I used the Eyes of Yama today.
As I passed where the Mythical Man lay, I reached out and grabbed something off of his body, then darted to the road and hailed the approaching cab.
Flashing the headlights twice, the cab driver pulled up in front of me. It was a gentle-looking middle-aged man who spoke with a Fujian accent, ”Young man, where are you headed so late?”
Upon further contemplation, I decided that looking for Song Xingchen was too dangerous, especially since we had lost contact. After all, these criminals were after me. Therefore, the best solution was to leave this remote place and head directly to the city. As long as I managed to reach the police, my safety would be assured.
The driver looked me up and down, taking note of my dishevelment. ”I’m sorry,” he said, shaking his head. “I won’t take just any passenger in the middle of nowhere. I'm in a hurry to go home. You should wait for another cab!”
He was about to leave so I stood in front of the car, flashed my consultant ID and fabricated a bunch of lies about a mission. Only when I proved my credibility did the driver allow me to climb into the vehicle.
As soon as I was seated, I heaved a sigh of relief and felt exhaustion wash over me. The driver offered me a bottle of water, ”Officer, would you like some water?”
”Thank you!” I replied.
Though my throat was burning with thirst, I didn’t dare take a sip. Right then, I caught the driver staring at me through the rearview mirror with a strange glint in his eyes. Unscrewing the cap, I poured out some water and pretended to take a few sips before handing the bottle back to him.
As the car sped along the country road, the pin-drop silence was almost too much to bear! Perhaps I was being overly suspicious, but something was amiss despite how decent the man looked.
He turned on the radio and chatted with his colleagues. Most of the time, they were talking, while he listened and echoed a few words of accord.