Soul Patch

Chapter 95 The Final Target

Ah Chao, who was sitting on the cardboard box, threw down his cigarette butt and stubbed it out with his foot.

I took out my phone and started working on it intently.

The middle-aged man beside the sofa looked at ANN and asked in a deep voice, "How do you think they saw through us?"

Xiao An sighed blankly, "I don't know."

He then frowned and said angrily, "He even stole my phone! If it weren't for Boss Jia's insistence on bringing him back, I would have called the police and had him arrested and locked up for a few days."

ANN's eyebrows are brown, curved and close to her brow bone, looking natural and full of energy. Unlike the kind of eyebrows that are tattooed in beauty salons, which look like two worms crawling on her eyes.

At this moment, her brown eyebrows were furrowed in anger, her breathing was uneven, and her fierce mouth rose and fell with her panting.

At his age, he's gotten a bit tired of the generic "internet celebrity" faces and the same old beauties.

Seeing Xiao An's appearance, he almost laughed.

But given the current situation, who can laugh?

So he tried his best to hold it in.

After ANN finished speaking, seeing that he had no reaction, she looked up at him in surprise.

The room, which housed three people, became very quiet.

Only the occasional sound of typing on a phone could be heard from Ah Chao's side.

"Alright, location confirmed!" Ah Chao stood up, waved his phone at the two of them, and walked over: "Here."

ANN and the driver both breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, we didn't lose them.

"Sister An, you're really something! I didn't even notice when you put the tracking device there." Ah Chao leaned closer and gave Ann a fawning smile.

Ahem… The driver coughed once, then raised his hand to scratch his eyebrows, a playful look on his face.

It's a bit... awkward.

Seeing young men and women flirting in front of you always makes you feel a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Quan, your throat is sore, go outside and cough!" Ah Chao glared at the middle-aged man beside him with dissatisfaction.

The man called Brother Quan looked at him coldly, made a gurgling sound in his throat, but didn't make a sound.

ANN's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she said aggressively, "With someone as unreliable as you, how can we expect anything from you!"

"How am I unreliable? Oh... you mean that incident last time? I've said it so many times, Hao Shuai's phone can't be located. Why are you still so persistent?"

Has this become a running joke? You guys keep bringing it up.

Ah Chao suddenly stood up, his face darkening, and the light in his eyes vanished completely.

"Alright, alright, what time is it for you two to still be arguing?"

Quan's baritone voice was deep and powerful, and both of them shut their mouths.

"This guy is tough to deal with. He glanced at my car as he came out of the building, then turned and took the subway." Brother Quan said, a look of doubt on his face.

"It's like they could tell at a glance that we're in cahoots..."

“Impossible…” Ah Chao turned to look at him, releasing all the resentment he had just felt from being berated by Xiao An. He raised his voice eight octaves and loudly questioned, “We’ve never even seen him before!”

"Yes, that just means this person is difficult to deal with!"

ANN echoed this sentiment in a serious tone.

Just as the three were discussing the matter with serious expressions, a crisp telephone ring rang out, echoing in the room.

Ah Chao and ANN both turned their eyes to Quan Ge.

Quan Ge calmly took out his phone and glanced at the number flashing on it.

He looked panicked and gestured for Ah Chao and ANN to be quiet.

He unconsciously straightened up, cleared his throat, and answered the phone: "Yes...yes...yes, we..."

ANN and A-Chao exchanged glances, both sensing an undisguised tension, and even a hint of fear, in each other's eyes.

The call was very short, maybe less than twenty seconds.

The other party had already hung up the phone, but Quan Ge remained in the same position as when he was answering it: holding the phone to his ear, his lips moving, he remained silent for a long time.

"Is it... the boss?" Ah Chao asked tentatively, only to be met with an eye roll from ANN.

That's obvious. Who else but the boss could make Brother Quan so wary?

These guys all have murder cases on their hands, and apart from their boss, I've never seen them afraid of anyone.

Oh, they're also afraid, afraid the police will arrest them.

Of course, the police who fail to catch them will become a laughing stock.

"Do you know what that stupid cop asked me? He asked me what I was doing in the cafeteria. I thought to myself, what else could I be doing in the cafeteria?"

"So what did you say when you gave your statement? I saw that the policeman was completely distraught after questioning you."

"I said I went to take a dump."

……

Quan Ge slowly turned his gaze to A Chao, lingered on A Chao's face for a moment, and then looked at ANN.

"We still lost them. And the boss needs them tonight."

"Damn it!" Ah Chao spat on the ground.

"How did we lose track of him..." ANN glanced at Ah Chao's phone, puzzled.

"The tracker was discovered, and the phone was switched," Ah Chao said through gritted teeth.

ANN snatched Ah Chao's phone, glanced at the locked screen, and was about to scold Ah Chao for being clueless.

Ah Chao quickly unlocked the lock for her and showed her the map.

The map clearly states: *** Mobile Phone Store.

ANN stared blankly for a moment, then tossed the phone to Ah Chao and asked thoughtfully:

"What else did the boss say?"

"Yeah, what did the boss say? Why aren't you saying anything?" Ah Chao urged impatiently.

Quan slowly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He fiddled with the lighter in his hand for a while before bringing it to his lips and striking it with a series of clicks.

The lighter seemed to be deliberately working against him; it wouldn't light no matter how many times he tried.

Hey! Ah Chao took out his lighter, stepped forward, and lit the cigarette for him with his hand.

Watching him take a deep drag of his cigarette, his eyes slightly closed, it was hard to tell whether he was pondering something at the table or reviewing something.

ANN and Ah Chao stared intently at him, as if he would vanish instantly if they didn't.

"...The boss also said that this guy is the last target." Quan took another drag of his cigarette, but instead of exhaling smoothly through his nostrils, the smoke went into his trachea.

Quan Ge coughed violently.

The two of them waited anxiously for Quan Ge's next words. Ah Chao was clearly losing patience, and he kicked the sofa next to him.

"All you do is cough! Say something!"

"What are you doing? Are you going to kick me?" ANN on the sofa complained. "Didn't you see that Kwon is coughing badly? Why are you rushing me?"

Ah Chao simply shut his mouth, walked to the window alone, and silently lit a cigarette.

He left the two of them with only their backs to him, puffing out smoke as he spoke:

"Did he mean that if we can't catch them, we shouldn't live either?"

(End of this chapter)