Chapter 93 Diary

Chapter 93 Diary

Chapter 93 Diary
At nightfall, the Tongque District becomes Xiandong.

Walking on the bumpy blue brick road, An Rushong climbed to the top of the gentle slope with the help of the dim street lamps.

From the top of this slope, you can see the Han River in the distance to the south, but because it is night, the view is not very clear.

After walking south along the top of the slope for a dozen steps, I finally saw the rusty iron plate No. 31 on the severely weathered red brick wall.

Taking out the key chain given by Zhao Jingsheng from his pocket, An Rushong walked to the green iron door with double-openings. He first looked at the shape of the keyhole under the light, and then found three keys of the same model from the key chain, ready to try them one by one.

His luck seemed to be good. He inserted the first key into the keyhole and turned it lightly. With a click, the lock on the iron door was opened. The iron door, which was not very heavy, actually opened a crack automatically.

He turned the key twice, pulled it out gently, and An Rushong reached out to push the iron door open.

Perhaps due to the rust, the iron door creaked the moment it was opened. The sound was very loud in the night and scared An Rusong.

As he stepped into the door, An Rushong didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that the temperature in the yard inside the iron gate seemed to be two or three degrees lower than outside, and there was a chilly feeling.

The courtyard inside the gate is not very big, and it is full of bougainvillea, lush and green. A path paved with wooden strips extends from the iron gate to the corridor in front of the main house.

After locking the iron gate of the yard, An Rushong walked along the wooden path to the corridor of the main house.

Under the eaves of the corridor, there was a string of simple wind chimes hanging, and a dream catcher the size of a washbasin hung on the other side of the eaves.

Walking up the corridor, An Rushong pinched the rope of the wind chime and shook it. The "ding-ling-ling" sound immediately filled the entire courtyard.

Turning around, looking over the not-so-high courtyard wall, the Han River in the distance came into view - although this house doesn't look very big, its location is really good.

Thinking about the two brothers of the Zhao family, An Rushong couldn't help but want to curse them as "rich dogs". You know, when he was just reborn, he was still living in a semi-basement. The most pitiful thing was that that shabby place didn't belong to him, but was rented from someone else.

Should I buy myself two houses in the future? Thinking gloomily, he withdrew his gaze from outside the courtyard.

The door of the main house is a heavy security door with a cross-shaped keyhole. There are also three cross-shaped keys on the key bunch.

This time, I was not so lucky. I tried the third key before the safe door opened with a click. I pulled the door open and a dark entrance appeared in front of me.

For some reason, when standing at this door, An Rushong's mind suddenly appeared the faces of Park Jin-hee and Lee Mi-jeong. The way they looked with blood coming out of all their orifices really made him a little scared.

Taking out his cell phone from his pocket and turning on the flashlight, An Rusong walked into the room. He looked at the wall at the entrance, but couldn't find the light switch, so he took off his shoes and looked inside the entrance.

Just as he took off his shoes and walked from the entrance to the main hall, the flashlight on his mobile phone suddenly illuminated a figure.

The man was hiding at the corner of the wall between the entrance and the main hall. An Rushong leaned over and almost bumped into him face to face.

This shock was so great that An Rushong almost dropped his phone. He subconsciously jumped back, trying to stay away from the other person. As a result, his movement was a bit too big and his back hit the other wall directly.

"Snapped!"

There was a slight sound, and then the main hall was brightly lit. The dazzling light made his eyes hurt a little.

With the light, An Rushong could see everything in the main hall clearly. He was sweating all over and almost burst into a curse.

I saw a clothes hanger standing at the place where the figure was just now. In order to prevent dust, the hanger was covered with a dustproof cloth. At first glance, it really looked like a person was standing there.

Looking back again, there was a light switch on the wall. The impact of his back just now happened to turn on the light switch.

After letting out a long breath, An Rushong felt that his heart, which had almost jumped out of his throat, finally settled down.

So, people really should not do things that are against their conscience, otherwise, if something bad happens, they might scare themselves to death.

He glanced around the main hall and saw that, like the unfortunate clothes hanger, all the furniture in the room was covered with white dust cloth.

An Rushong did not stay in the main hall, he went straight to a room on the right.

The room was locked. He looked at the keyhole, an ordinary keyhole. He did not try to open the door, but walked to the second room on the right. The door of this room had a cross keyhole. An Rusong chose one of the remaining two cross keys and opened the door easily.

His guess was correct. The room with a safety lock was the master bedroom of the main house. He found a flap door with a safety lock under the carpet in the room without any effort.

Although he had locked the gate of the courtyard, An Rushong was still worried that someone would break in, so he went back to the main hall and locked the door of the main house. Then he went back to the master bedroom and opened the secret lock of the flap door.

The flap door was very heavy and was made of iron, but it was equipped with some kind of power-assisting device, so it was not very difficult to lift it off the ground.

Below the flap door is a staircase leading to the basement, and the light switch in the basement is just below the flap door.

An Rushong checked carefully and made sure that the flap door could be opened from the inside before he walked down the stairs to the basement.

To his surprise, the basement had been carefully decorated. It looked like a study room instead of a storage room. There were not only bookshelf-style shelves, but also a large desk with a desk lamp. In addition, there were also some electrical appliances such as a TV, a computer, and a refrigerator. There was even a small bar on the left side of the desk, near the corner.

An Rushong walked around the basement and saw the CDs that were taken out from Park Jin-hee's house. In addition, there was a shelf with some notebooks, account books, photo albums and other things.

In the morning, Zhao Jingsheng said that the basement contained records of his transactions with Shen Taian, Councillor Kong and others. They were probably notebooks, account books and photo albums.

Looking at his watch, it was already half past ten in the evening. An Rusong hesitated for a moment, but finally took down all the notebooks, account books, photo albums and other things from the shelf and moved them to the desk. He decided to look through all these things carefully. He wanted to thoroughly understand what kind of relationship the Zhao Jingsheng brothers had with Shen Taian, Councillor Kong and others.

These things may be useful to him.

After pouring himself a glass of wine at the bar and preparing a pack of cigarettes, An Rushong sat behind the desk, lit a cigarette, turned on the desk lamp, and then began to organize these things carefully.

The basement was deathly quiet, with only a small mechanical alarm clock on the desk making a rhythmic clicking sound.

When people have something to do, they always find it difficult to notice the passage of time or that the cigarette box is slowly becoming empty.

When An Rusong turned to the third notebook, he instinctively reached out to touch the cigarette, only to find that the cigarette box was empty. He turned his head to look at the ashtray beside him, and the empty ashtray had now turned into a "stone forest" with cigarette butts densely stuck in it.

He frowned and looked at the small alarm clock on the table, and was startled.

It felt like just the time it took to smoke a cigarette, but several hours had already passed and it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Worried that the alarm time was wrong, he checked his watch and confirmed that the movement of the alarm clock was correct.

After letting out a long sigh, An Rushong raised his hands and rubbed his numb and oily face vigorously. Only then did he feel completely conscious again.

The three notebooks he had just looked at were all written by Zhao Jingsheng. They were similar to diaries, but they were not the kind that recorded daily information.

The records in the notebook spanned five years. These five years were also the five years when the Zhao Jingsheng brothers, or more precisely, the Nambu Dong faction and Councillor Kong, began to cooperate.

According to the record book, five years ago, the Nanbu Dongpai was just a small gang with only twenty or so people. Its real leader was a man named Sun Zhengzhen, and Shen Taian was Sun Zhengzhen's defense lawyer.

As for the Zhao Jingsheng brothers, their relationship with Shen Taian involves the previous generation. It was mentioned briefly in the record book, but the details were not clear.

Five years ago, the Zhao Jingsheng brothers had already been hanging around in this small gang. Later, Sun Zhengzhen was hit and killed, and Zhao Jingsheng took over this small gang with the help of Shen Taian.

It was from that time that the Zhao brothers began to work for Shen Taian.

Initially, Shen Taian provided them with funds, and they were responsible for lending and debt collection. Sometimes, they would also receive other tasks, such as intimidation, beating, or even murder.

According to Zhao Jingsheng's records, they followed Shen Taian's instructions and killed as many as eight people. Therefore, Zhao Chenghao's statement about sinking people into the Han River was not an exaggeration. They really did so, and more than once.

It was during this process of cooperation that the Southern Cave School began to develop gradually and gradually formed a scale.

As for Councillor Kong, he started to appear in the notebook three years ago. The first record of Councillor Kong was on November 2004, 11, when Zhao Jingsheng received a call from Shen Taian at 9:12 p.m., asking him to go to No. 37 Xinyuandong to do something.

It was there that Cho Kyung-seung first met Councillor Kong. That night, he took a woman who was foaming at the mouth and purple all over from No. 17 Sinwon-dong and sank her into the Han River.

(End of this chapter)