Chapter 459: A Crazy Gamble (2/2)
Song Xingchen shook his head, ”Let's use him for the time being. When he shows his true colors, I’ll get rid of him. Right now, we have no money to go anywhere.”
Indeed, I had overlooked such an important factor. Since I used WeChat to pay for my transactions, I usually didn't have much cash on me. But right now, my cell phone couldn’t be used and Song Xingchen was in the same predicament.
Naturally, I wasn’t in the mood to rest. Calling Xiaotao was my main priority at the moment. I was supposed to be back yesterday so she must be worried sick.
After leaving a note informing the Wolf King that we would be back shortly, Song Xingchen and I left the motel.
Despite wandering around the county, it was impossible to find a public phone in this day and age. Fortunately, our search around half the county eventually yielded results. I noticed a phone in a store offering long-distance calls for ten yuan.
I dialed Xiaotao's cell phone number, and as soon as the call connected, I cried, “Xiaotao, it's me!”
Gasping in surprise, Xiaotao queried, ”Where on earth are you? The entire bureau is in a panic, thinking that something has happened to you. We were going to contact the Fujian Public Security Bureau to rescue you.”
”But I’ve only been missing for less than 48 hours,” I teased.
”You unconscionable thing, how dare you laugh!” chided Xiaotao.
Here I was, wondering how to explain the situation to her. But from her tone, it seemed like the police already knew I was in trouble.
”By the way, how do you know that something’s wrong?”
”Do you still remember the live stream website we shut down last time?” asked Xiaotao.
”Yes! What does that have to do with this?”
After the In-depth Live Stream website was terminated, the police blacklisted thousands of their users and began monitoring their bank accounts to prevent such websites from popping up again in the future, because these people were undoubtedly a group of valuable clients to the organization.
At six in the morning, thousands of bank accounts showed large transfers at the same time. The police originally assumed that the website had been revived, but they were suspicious of the speed at which the clients returned this time.
Thus, the police investigated through various channels, inviting Lao Yao to hack into the computers of several clients, and made an incredible discovery. These people were participating in online gambling, and what they were gambling on was truly shocking–how long Song Yang could survive!
There were options for ten-hours, twenty-hours, thirty-hours, and forty-hours on the website. And the amounts wagered were astounding. There were even live streams of me, switching to different cameras the entire time. Lao Yao explained that they might have hacked into the surveillance system of the town, thus obtaining the surveillance videos. It was impossible to determine my specific location through the video. Xiaotao guessed that something might have happened but couldn't contact me.
I couldn’t quite believe what I just heard. In fact, I had always assumed that the reward for my bone was a simple demonstration. It turned out there was a bet behind it, and my fight with these criminals was the dice on the gambling table.
Since the Infernal Bone Trader had the list of clients, he was most likely the mastermind behind the In-depth Live Stream as well.
”Song Yang, report your position,” said Xiaotao. “We’ll find a way to get you out of there!”
Upon obtaining my location, Xiaotao urged, ”Just stay there and don't move around. I’ll contact the SWAT police in Fujian immediately.”
”Be careful. I don't want any innocent people hurt because of me!”
With that, I hung up the call which lasted for about five minutes and it took almost all the cash I had. Just as Song Xingchen and I were about to leave the store, a man walked up, holding a shirt in his hand — his eyes were cold as ice.
Before I could respond, the man stretched out his covered hand towards me. With a kick, Song Xingchen sent the man crumpling on the ground. A shiny dagger fell out of his hand, drawing horrified screams from passers-by...