Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 690 Abandoned Warehouse
"Huff... huff..."

This is a temporary warehouse used to store agricultural machinery and equipment. Due to the abandonment of nearby farmland, the warehouse has been neglected for many years.

Within the dim, empty warehouse, faint breathing sounds echoed.

In a corner of the warehouse, under the illumination of a camping lamp, a young man with a flustered expression was frantically stuffing some electronic devices into his backpack.

"Do you know you've made a big fuss? I told you to wait for my news and not to rush to find me, but you insisted on going out and wandering around. You've been putting up with this for half a year, but you can't even stand it for a few days?"

Now, not only do you have to deal with bounty hunters, but Toyosaki's men will probably be here soon too.

A slightly annoyed voice came through the earpiece: "Also, you should have called me immediately after the incident, instead of waiting until you got back to the warehouse to report the situation."

"With you doing this, I have no way of getting the latest information from others in a timely manner, and I don't even know if there are any bounty hunters already tracking you."

Pan Junyuan bit his lip tightly and remained silent for a long time.

After packing up almost everything, he finally asked, "What's the latest news on the bounty hunters?"

The sound of slurping water came from the other end of the phone: "They've been waiting for an hour but Skinny hasn't shown up. They've been searching for him for a while now, but the detectives haven't made any moves yet. Skinny's body probably hasn't been discovered yet, which can buy them some time..."

Pan Junyuan's face flushed red, and his hands and feet trembled slightly.

After a short while, he seemed to be thinking about something when he suddenly drew his pistol from his waist and gripped it tightly: "I didn't kill Skinny."

"……What did you say?"

"I said I didn't kill Skinny."

Pan Junyuan repeated, "After I knocked him unconscious with electricity, I took him to the garage—no, he woke up and took me to the garage, then to the hotel you booked for me in advance, and then..."

Pan Junyuan's incoherent explanation left the person on the other end of the phone completely bewildered: "Calm down, take a deep breath, calm yourself down first, and then tell me what happened clearly."

Pan Junyuan shut his mouth and carefully reviewed the process of kidnapping the skinny guy.

"I found his house as you instructed, and then I stunned him with electricity in the bathroom..."

After listening to Pan Junyuan's explanation, the person on the phone raised a key question.

"Why didn't you kill him directly after stunning him? I gave you Skinny's address, not so you could take him to a hotel for a chat."

Pan Junyuan gripped the gun tighter: "I...I...he has nothing to do with my revenge, and besides, aren't you about to find the arsonist? As long as he cooperates and keeps it a secret for a couple more days, we can hide him..."

"Are you stupid?! You expect a swindler and conman to keep your secret?"

"He said……"

"You believe him just because he says so? Why don't you believe the people from Toyosaki who say you were the arsonist!"

The person on the other end of the phone was so angry at Pan Junyuan's inexplicable actions that he gave him a severe dressing-down.

Finally, he simply tore off Pan Junyuan's cover-up and went straight to the heart of the matter: "Don't make so many excuses. You know very well that Skinny Skin won't keep your secret at all."

"You don't kill him, not because you trust him, nor because you don't want to harm innocent people, but because you don't have the guts to kill; you can't bring yourself to do it."

Pan Junyuan's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and after stammering for a long time, he finally lowered his head and did not defend himself.

"I shouldn't have believed your nonsense. Even if the arsonist were standing in front of you, you wouldn't have the guts to shoot."

"I can!"

Pan Junyuan's eyes were bloodshot: "If that beast ever appears in front of me, I will absolutely turn him into a sieve!"

Hearing Pan Junyuan's somewhat agitated tone on the other end of the phone, he softened his voice slightly.

"...Then I hope you won't rush to shoot. Don't forget he was also acting under orders. Killing him will make it much harder to find clues about Toyosaki. Remember, the murderer is your only chance to clear your name and bring down the Toyosaki Group."

“I’ve sent you the new hideout address… You drove the skinny car back to the warehouse, you wouldn’t be stupid enough to park it near the warehouse, would you?”

Pan Junyuan slung his backpack over his shoulder and hopped on the spare motorcycle parked in the warehouse: "No, I parked the motorcycle in the middle of the road three kilometers away, and I ran the rest of the way."

"It seems you haven't forgotten what I taught you. However, the bounty hunter you ran into at the hotel must have a way of locating Skinny's car or phone. Otherwise, there's no way to explain how he was able to find the hotel where you and Skinny were so quickly. Three kilometers isn't a long distance. If he doesn't care about Skinny's life and just chases after you, this warehouse won't be discovered for long. Quickly take the stuff to the new hiding place."

Creak, bounce, bounce, bounce.

The old, rusty iron gate emitted mournful cries.

Pan Junyuan's heart skipped a beat as he was about to start his motorcycle, and then began to pound wildly. He turned to look at the iron gate.

A hand gripped the edge of the door and slowly pushed it open a crack.

The not-so-bright moonlight cast faint shadows on the ground.

Ta, tap.

The figure slipped through the door and immediately looked toward the location of the motorcycle.

The camping light in the corner couldn't reach the doorway, so Pan Junyuan could only vaguely make out that the figure seemed to be smiling.

Clang! Crash!

The figure entered the room and immediately closed the iron gate, bolting it shut, completely thwarting Pan Junyuan's plan to force his way in on his motorcycle.

In a panic, Pan Junyuan reflexively pulled out his pistol, which he had forgotten to turn off the safety on, and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh! Clang!
The bullet ricocheted off the iron gate and the ground.

"Not allowed to move!"

Ai Liang, who dodged the ricocheting bullets, stared speechlessly at the two craters.

Who fires at someone first and then issues a warning?
When Pan Junyuan realized he had almost killed someone, his hands trembled even more violently.

"You've been discovered?! Ask him for his phone number, let me talk to him!"

No one really cares if a skinny thug with no family or friends dies, but bounty hunters are different; after all, they have a legitimate, registered profession.

The person on the other end of the phone could only try to persuade the other party to let Pan Junyuan off the hook by offering a combination of bribes and threats, after weighing the pros and cons.

"Don't be nervous. Move the gun away first. Your hands are shaking so much, I'm really afraid you'll accidentally fire it."

Ai Liang walked towards the motorcycle as if taking a stroll, talking all the while.

"I said! Don't come any closer! Stop right there!"

Pan Junyuan roared, his voice filled with bravado but his heart was filled with fear.

Snapped!
"hiss!"

A crisp sound rang out in the air.

A coin flew through the air and struck Pan Junyuan's wrist, which was holding the gun.

The pistol fell to the ground. Ignoring the numbness and pain in his wrist, Pan Junyuan instinctively reached out to pick it up.

But he forgot that he was still on the motorcycle, and this sideways movement caused the motorcycle to lose its balance, pinning him underneath.

"Gun, gun, gun..."

Pan Junyuan struggled to reach for the gun, but someone stepped on it first, and in an instant, all the blood in his body went cold.

Pan Junyuan mechanically raised his head, but the other person's face was mostly covered by shadows and could not be seen clearly.

The only thing that could be clearly seen was the slight upturn of the other person's lips.

It’s over.

Pan Junyuan's face was ashen.

(End of this chapter)