Chapter 68: Unleashing the Devil
Chapter 68: Unleashing the Devil
"Brother Cheng Hao is in the basement," the young man replied, while making a gesture of invitation.
An Rushong nodded, followed the other person into the front hall of the house, then passed through the door leading to Hou Jin and entered a not very wide corridor.
The corridor extends to the left and right sides. The side walls are covered with white wallpaper and embedded with dark lights, making the light in the corridor quite bright but not dazzling.
The young man took An Rushong to the right side of the corridor, to the end, and entered a place similar to a storage room.
The storage room was very narrow and there were some discarded cardboard boxes inside, but what was interesting was that there was no stale smell in the air at all, but instead there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus.
The young man did not enter the storage room. He stood at the door and reached his hand into the door. He touched somewhere, and the right wall of the storage room collapsed inward, revealing a secret door that was just big enough for one person to enter and exit.
Without even the young man's greeting, An Rushong had already walked over and entered the secret door.
Inside the secret door was a wooden staircase that led down. There were only seven or eight steps to the bottom, and below was a short corridor that was only one meter long.
An Rushong walked through the corridor and at the end was a basement of about 20 square meters.
At this time, the lights were on in the basement. A young man in black was standing against the wall facing the stairs, smoking silently.
Only two or three steps away from the young man, near the center of the basement, two disheveled women were tied to chairs with their backs behind their backs. Both of them had cloth bands around their mouths, preventing them from shouting loudly.
As soon as he walked into the basement, An Rushong saw the two women. He recognized them at a glance. The two women were Park Jin-hee and Lee Mi-jeong.
The two women obviously recognized him. They struggled hard in their chairs, making humming sounds, as if they wanted to say something.
An Rusong stared at them for a few seconds, then quickly looked away. He said to the young man, "Where's Brother Cheng Hao?"
"Inside," the young man shook his head with a smirk on his face, but his eyes glanced to his right.
An Rushong looked over in surprise, only to find that there was another door on the right hand side of the young man. It was also made of wood. The door was painted dark red and blended with the wall of the basement. If the door had not been ajar, it would not have been easy to see.
An Rushong walked over quickly and pushed the door open.
Inside the door is another small room, about ten square meters.
This room is more like a small warehouse. There are three things similar to bookshelves placed in it. However, each bookcase is filled with CDs in box covers. The sides of the box covers are marked with some unclear numbers.
In the right corner of the small room, there is a TV. Zhao Chenghao, who is also dressed in black, is standing in front of the TV, holding his chin with one hand, watching the TV screen with relish.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zhao Chenghao turned around and saw that the person coming was An Rusong. He immediately said excitedly: "Quick, Rusong, come and see what this is?!"
An Rushong suppressed the anger in his heart and walked over to take a look at the TV screen.
"How is it, is it exciting?!" When he came closer, Zhao Chenghao put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him to his side, then pointed at the TV screen and said, "Look who this guy is? Haha, how about it, do you recognize him?"
The images on TV are somewhat disgusting. They are much more realistic and exciting than the love action movies made by the Japanese, and they are also the kind with violent plots.
An Rushong stared at the man for a long time. Although the picture was clear enough for him to see the man's facial features, he didn't recognize this man at all.
"Who is he?" After looking for a while and making sure that he didn't know this person, An Rushong could only ask.
"Cho Jinman!" Cho Sung-ho said, "Park Hee-tae, the campaign fund manager of Congressman Park Hee-tae, you must know Park Hee-tae, right? He is the candidate for the party leader of the Grand National Party in this election, and he has a great chance of winning."
Ok? !
An Rushong felt unfamiliar with the name Zhao Jinman, but he had heard of the name Park Xitai. After all, he appeared very frequently in the news in recent times.
"Why, do you think Zhao Jinman's isn't exciting enough?" Seeing him remain silent, Zhao Chenghao chuckled and walked to the side of the TV. He took another CD from the top cover of the projector, shook it in his hand, and said, "Would you like to see this, it's by Jeong-shin!"
He picked up another plate, looked at the number on the side of the plate cover, and said, "This one belongs to Park Hee-tae himself."
An Rushong ignored him and just turned around and looked around the not-so-big room.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he seemed completely uninterested, Zhao Chenghao couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Aren't our discoveries amazing enough? Have you ever thought that if we throw these things out, the entire political arena of the Republic of Korea will be in turmoil?"
"No, I think differently from you, Brother Chenghao," An Rushong saw a baseball bat placed in the corner of the wall next to him. If nothing unexpected happened, that thing should have been brought by Zhao Chenghao.
He said casually, turned around and picked up the baseball bat.
"I just know that if what happened tonight is leaked, we will be buried alive before the storm comes." He weighed the baseball bat in his hand and said. "Rusong, you are too timid," Zhao Chenghao said disapprovingly.
"Brother Cheng Hao, I am indeed timid, but that is definitely not for tonight," An Rusong knocked on a shelf next to him with a baseball bat and said, "Can these things be taken away?"
"Of course," Zhao Chenghao didn't know what he was going to do, so he answered subconsciously, "These things don't take up much space. They look like a lot, but I'm afraid they can't even fill three boxes."
"Well, quickly arrange for someone to pack these up and take them away," An Rusong nodded and said, "Also, why is Li Miaojing here?"
"I arranged for someone to capture her," Zhao Chenghao said, "She lives in."
"Did anyone notice?" An Rushong interrupted him and asked.
"Probably not?" Zhao Chenghao said hesitantly.
"That's uncertain," An Rusong understood. He then asked, "What car was used when the arrest took place? Was it the car outside?"
"No," Zhao Chenghao shook his head and said, "But don't worry, I'm not a fool. The cars I arranged to use for work all have fake license plates."
An Rusong nodded and said, "Have you asked those two guys? Who did what happened last night?"
"I've asked, but these two women are a bit stubborn and I haven't gotten anything out of them yet." Zhao Chenghao answered mechanically.
"OK," An Rusong turned around and walked out the door. When he was about to reach the door, he reminded again, "Like I said, quickly have someone pack these things up and take them away. We have limited time."
After saying this, he quickly walked out of the room.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Zhao Chenghao turned off the TV, hurried out and asked.
In the room outside, An Rusong seemed not to have heard his question. He walked straight to Li Miaojing, looked down at her, and said, "You know me, right? Now, let me ask you a question. Who threatened Rubin last night? You don't have to say anything else, just give me a name."
After saying this, he bent down, put his eyes close to Li Miaojing's, stared at her pupils, and asked, "Do you understand?"
Just as Zhao Chenghao said, this woman was not easy to deal with. She met An Rushong's gaze without any fear on her face.
An Rushong ignored her reaction. After asking the question, he reached out and pulled off the cloth strip around her mouth.
Seeing him tearing the cloth off the woman's mouth, Zhao Chenghao rolled his eyes and was ready to cover his ears. According to his prediction, the next step would be for the woman to scream and curse.
Next to him, the young man guarding the door of the small room stood up straight, ready to come over and help tie the woman's mouth again.
Sure enough, the two of them were not wrong. As soon as the cloth strip on her mouth was torn off, Li Miaojing spat fiercely at An Rushong, and then cursed loudly: "Ah~ ba, you guys..."
Before she could finish her curse, a scene that shocked everyone occurred.
An Rushong twisted his body half a circle, swung the baseball bat in his hand, aimed at Li Miaojing's cursing mouth, and hit it hard.
The baseball bat flew through the air and even made a sound of breaking through the air. The moment it hit Li Miaojing's face, there was a dull "bang" sound, and blood and broken teeth splattered all over Park Jinji who was standing next to her.
Li Miaojing didn't even utter a scream, she just fell on her back along with the chair.
From Zhao Chenghao's position, he couldn't see Li Miaojing's face at all. He could only see the exposed bottom of the chair and the woman's legs raised in the air, twitching violently.
The expression on Zhao Chenghao's face froze instantly, and next to him, the young man who was originally preparing to go forward to help, seemed to be frightened and took two or three steps back.
As for Park Jin-hee, who was splattered with blood, she was completely stunned. She stared blankly at Lee Mi-jeong on the ground and didn't react for a long time.
Even so, An Rushong did not stop. He turned the baseball bat in his hands, took two steps, changed his position, then slightly separated his legs, squatted in a horse stance, and smashed it down with another stick, still aiming at Li Miaojing's head.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
When the third stick hit down, the sound changed. Park Jin-hee looked like she had seen a scene from hell. She struggled like crazy on the chair, howling muffledly.
(End of this chapter)