One in the afternoon.
As expected, I got a call from Meng Yifan.
I was beyond excited, and so was Meng Yifan on the other end. His voice even sounded tearful. He had probably thought he would never get out.
"How did you get me out? How much did it cost?"
Meng Yifan was still worrying about the money.
I couldn't say much over the phone. I only told him that someone working for Du Ruhai had contacted me, and I had traded the Ash Urns for his release.
"You can't go. Something will happen to you!"
"Those bastards are fucking scum!"
Meng Yifan sounded angry. Only then did I learn that he had been beaten up.
He had been beaten up right inside the detention center.
"If you go, something's bound to happen. Du Ruhai won't let us off easily."
"I don't have a choice. Those Ash Urns have to go back."
I sighed. "Now that you're out, if I don't give them back, they'll come kill us in the night. Don't worry about me."
I told Meng Yifan not to come over yet and to head back to the shop first. Neither of us had been there lately, so there were bound to be plenty of things waiting for him to handle.
After hanging up, I finally felt a weight lift from my chest.
But while Meng Yifan was safe, I was in danger again.
"Are you really going to return those two Ash Urns?"
Song Xiaotian looked at me. "Those people are dead, and their families can't even get their ashes back."
I sighed. "I want to return them to their families too, but this is beyond me. Even after uncovering all this, there's nothing I can do to Du Ruhai. But all he has to do