Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 34.008. Rescue

“Then I’ll wait for your remittance.” Hiroya Nagashima’s voice softened.

Ichiro Amamiya hung up the phone and looked at everyone.

"Director... what's wrong?"

Amamiya gritted his teeth, his jaw muscles tensed, and his nostrils flared. After a long while, he took a deep breath and said, word by word:

"It's nothing. My good-for-nothing brother-in-law is having a fight, it's no big deal."

"I'm sorry to have worried everyone. Let's take a short break and resume filming after lunch."

The other producers stepped forward: "Hey, Amamiya, are you alright?"

"No problem. Filming proceeds as planned."

Amamiya Ichiro quickly calmed down and said, "I'm going to the restroom."

The rushing water touched his palm, was squeezed and bounced onto his face, the jumping water droplets fell onto the man's clean slicked-back hair, sprayed on his cheeks, and slowly slid down along the wrinkles, some of the water droplets passing over the bloodshot veins, glistening with moisture.

An enraged face was reflected in the mirror, its wide eyes trembling slightly, its gaze gloomy.

Amamiya Ichiro wiped his face, his wet hands clenched into fists.

Looking at himself in front of him, he imagined himself as Hiroya Nagashima, driven to desperation, wishing he could tear himself into pieces.

After a long while, Ichiro Amamiya calmed himself down, patted the water stains off his collar, and walked out of the restroom.

As I stepped onto the aisle, I encountered a young man wearing a baseball cap. His face was somewhat unfamiliar, his expression was hesitant, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes seemed to hold a secret.

"What is it?" Ichiro Amamiya asked.

"Director, just now... I was quite close to you and overheard some of what was happening. Are you really alright?"

The young man met Amamiya's gaze, his voice trembling, but his eyes filled with worry.

Amamiya Ichiro's face immediately darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Mind your own business and don't meddle in other people's affairs!"

He continued, "Which group are you in?"

"I... I'm an extra who joined the crew today... My name is Jin Ziyue," the young man introduced himself.

"Chinese?"

"Director, aren't you going to save your daughter?" the young man asked anxiously. "The other senior members of the crew are very worried about you."

"They sent you?"

“Senior, whether it’s them or not, you need to take action,” the young man said sincerely.

Amamiya Ichiro's eyes flickered, but he couldn't speak immediately.

After a moment of silence, his lips pressed tightly together, he finally said, "I don't have that much money to give him."

He pondered for a moment, seemingly making up his mind. He took a deep breath, raised his voice, and said, "Forget it, this good-for-nothing is all he's good for. Tell the crew not to pay any attention to him."

The young man was taken aback.

He asked incredulously, "Director, are you planning to abandon your daughter?!"

Amamiya Ichiro's eyelids twitched, and with a cruel smile, he still kept his hands behind his back and said:

"As long as he's alive, I don't care. I don't have that much money or energy. I feel terrible for my daughter, but there's nothing I can do. That's all."

Jin Ziyue looked at him, stepped forward, his gaze intense, and said, "You're nervous, Mr. Amamiya. You're gambling that he doesn't have the guts to harm your daughter, right?"

"So what if it is?" The man took a step forward and slammed his fist against the wall.

"Just my daughter!"

He held onto the wall with his other hand, his head resting against the wall plaster. He made a fist as if to punch again, but only managed a shaky touch.

"Just a daughter..."

His voice was slightly nasal, and his hand fell limply to his side.

"Mr. Amamiya, please don't take any chances, or you'll regret it when it's too late."

The young man lowered his eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately.

Ichiro Amamiya looked up at the young man.

The young man looked up, his gaze firm beneath his baseball cap: "If you need anything, I can drive you."

Ichiro Amamiya looked troubled: "The film crew..."

“Filming had already started before you even arrived, and with the assistant director present, there won’t be any problems.”

said the young man.

Amamiya Ichiro couldn't help but take another look at the young man in front of him, his expression softening slightly: "King Jin, right? I'll remember that."

After saying that, he returned to the film set, asked for leave, and borrowed car keys.

Ten minutes later, a black March slowly drove out of the underground parking garage of the business center, turned sharply, and disappeared into the murky torrent of steel cars.

Jin Ziyue sat in the driver's seat, and through the rearview mirror, he could see the man's slightly uneasy face.

Are you going to withdraw money? Or is there a location you suspect?

Amamiya Ichiro clasped his hands together, rested them on his knees, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll take half the amount first, then ask him for his address. My good-for-nothing brother-in-law is a loser, not the kind of vicious person."

"I see." Jin Ziyue lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, looking straight ahead.

The wheels rolled smoothly over the asphalt road, the sound of the tires barely audible.

……

A few beams of light shone through the skylight of the factory building, casting a white glow on the ground amidst the fine, hazy smoke.

It was noon, yet the entire space remained dim.

The abandoned machinery was covered in red rust, and huge hooks hung from the top of the beams, with one end tied with a thick iron chain, like a hanged ghost with its head tilted and looking drowsy.

Thick cobwebs covered every corner, and the old box wrapped in canvas was covered with a thick layer of dust, weighed down with red bricks, its original white color now smeared with a horrifying coal black.

In a cramped corner, a man sat on an old table, a cigarette dangling from his lips. Light shone on his sparse stubble, and his eyes were lifeless.

Beside him, on the ground, two small, thin figures were tied together back to back.

Although they were told to be tied up, their mouths were not covered, nor were they completely tied up, leaving them room to move their hands.

"If it gets sour, move it around."

Seeing the two men so afraid to even breathe, the man pursed his lips and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Upon hearing this, Amamiya Megumi whispered, "You can move."

Now that Douzi understood, she carefully changed her gesture.

“You can leave once your dad sends the money. Wait a bit longer.” Hiroya Nagashima said, flicking his cigarette and staring at Megumi Amamiya.

“Okay.” Megumi Amamiya nodded obediently.

Hiroya Nagashima felt a surge of displeasure. From the kidnapping of the two to the relocation, apart from the Chinese boy's surprised cries, the little girl had been unusually cooperative from beginning to end. She didn't make any noise, didn't resist, and didn't even have the intention to escape.

This composure and calmness made Hiroya Nagashima extremely unhappy.

"To be honest, I don't like you." The man's expression was half-hidden in the darkness, with only the crimson smoke shining even brighter.

He raised his hand and rested it on his knee: "Always trying to be superior. Your father was like that, and so are you. You inadvertently reveal your inherent superiority, your arrogance, and hurt people's self-esteem."

"You're just pretending to be well-behaved and clever to make people envious, and to appear precocious to make people feel at ease. It's all just to please adults."

"It's better for a child to be a little slow."

The little girl didn't say anything, she just looked at him.

"It doesn't matter if you hate me. Once I get the money, I'll take Yingzi away from here, and from now on, Yingzi won't have to live in your shadow anymore."

When Eiko was mentioned, Megumi Amamiya spoke with a solemn tone:

“Yingzi is different from you. She’s not a stupid child, but you’re a bad person.”

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