The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 156 - : 156: Fang Bao, who fell into a cesspit, needs artificial respiration (second update

Chapter 156: 156: Fang Bao, who fell into a cesspit, needs artificial respiration (second update

Jiang Zhi personally experienced Zhou Xufang’s speed for the first time.

It was just a thought: could his family’s member actually be a fairy? If that were the case, he had to find a way to keep her trapped in the mortal world.

Zhou Xufang took him outside the surveillance area before stopping.

Jiang Zhi’s feet hit the ground, and for a moment, he couldn’t keep his balance.

Zhou Xufang quickly steadied his frail noble frame, “Why did you come?”

He steadied himself and took off his mask, “To save you.”

Zhou Xufang, fearing that the kidnappers would wake up, listened intently for a while. It seemed that this was their first time being kidnappers—they were really bold to still be able to sleep, probably thinking that the pig cage locked with three padlocks and wrapped with two iron chains was secure enough.

Indeed, besides her, who could get out?

But this wasn’t the point. The point was, “Didn’t we agree to wait and see?”

Jiang Zhi brushed off the straw from her hair, his tone annoyed: “Who agreed with you? Did I agree?”

Zhou Xufang: “Jiang Zhi—”

He interrupted, refusing to listen, “I don’t agree.”

He wanted to drag her back and hide her away, so no one would think of getting their hands on her!

“Jiang Zhi,” Zhou Xufang expressed with a rare solemn look, “The death of 0893 is connected to them. The tattoo on that Hong San’s hand is exactly the same as the one on Hua Jun’s neck; they are part of the same group. I want to figure out why they wanted to kill 0893.”

When Hong San covered her with the sedative-soaked cloth, she saw the Black Dragon tattoo with the light from a mobile phone flashlight nearby. Hua Jun had the same tattoo, and if she wasn’t mistaken, Hua Jun and Hong San belonged to the same organization and must be related to the death of 0893. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have kidnapped her.

So she didn’t resist, deciding to use their plan against them.

She expected Jiang Zhi might guess her intentions, and he simply stated, “0893 was a narcotics officer.”

Who would kill a narcotics officer and how dangerous it would be to get involved didn’t need further explanation from him.

“He was a narcotics officer?” Shocked at first, her expression turned to one of sorrowful resolve without hesitation, “Then I need to find out even more.”

Jiang Zhi tightened his grip on her hand, “Xufang, narcotics enforcement is a matter for the police.” He leaned in, gazing straight at her, “I don’t want you to take risks.”

He, Jiang Zhi, was not a great hero, nor did he have grand ambitions. He was a treacherous and venomous layabout with no compassionate heart, uninterested in the suffering of the world.

He only cared about her.

Born into this world, into one of the Four Great Families, surrounded by villains, plagued by chronic illness from others’ schemes, one misstep would mean no redemption. In such a brutal environment, not doing evil was already a concession; he couldn’t be a good person.

Zhou Xufang was different; she still had a heart of pure innocence.

She was adamant: “Jiang Zhi, we can turn a blind eye to other things, but not to drug trafficking.” She said, “Absolutely not. If I hadn’t seen it, that would be one thing, but having seen it, I can’t ignore it.”

0893 couldn’t have died in vain.

All those narcotics officers still struggling on the front lines couldn’t fight alone.

Jiang Zhi steadied her shoulders, “Do you have to get involved?”

Zhou Xufang nodded firmly, “Yes.” If she were just an ordinary person, it would be different. But she wasn’t. She had been endowed with abilities beyond those of ordinary people. She might not have ambitions to save the world, but she’d help a little, just a little.

“Fine, as you wish.”

Jiang Zhi compromised.

He took a necklace out of his pocket and put it on her, “There’s a tracker in it, I will support you,” he had only one condition, “but you must promise me one thing.”

Zhou Xufang looked up, “What?”

Jiang Zhi tucked the necklace into her collar, “Your safety comes first.”

Zhou Xufang nodded, the wrinkles in her brow smoothing out. Her eyes sparkled like stars as she said, “I am a fairy, those mere mortals are no match for me.”

She was a fairy.

Indeed, to someone like him lacking in compassionate heart, she truly was.

And he was selfish, seeking her sympathy, “Xufang, I too am but a mere mortal, and quite vulnerable. So, you have to shower me with extra care and not let me be too worried.” He reached out to touch her blood-stained clothes, now dry, and shivered, “I was nearly scared to death by the sight of all this blood.”

Zhou Xufang felt guilty, “I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Jiang Zhi pulled her into his arms and embraced her, sighing, “I accept it. Who asked me to like you so desperately?”

He wasn’t kind-hearted; he couldn’t be a good person.

He would be her slave, let her dictate his actions. Ah, to put it in a way he preferred, a case of ‘the wife sings and the husband follows.’

In his arms, she lifted her head, “Jiang Zhi.”

“Hmm.”

She suddenly asked, “Do I smell?”

Jiang Zhi: “…”

She really knew how to ruin the mood.

She persisted, “Do I smell? Is there a pig stench?”

He didn’t originally have a problem with cleanliness concerning her, but now that she mentioned it, he started to feel it, “…Yes.”

Of course.

She had spent the entire day in a pigpen.

Zhou Xufang poked his shoulder with a finger, “Stop holding me, you’ll get smelly too.”

Jiang Zhi held his breath, refusing to let go, “I don’t care.”

The Zhou Xufang who was embraced felt a bit of small happiness, “Aren’t you disgusted by my smell?”

Jiang Zhi replied, “Not disgusted.”

He was really nice.

Zhou Xufang reached out to grab his clothes and lifted his face, “Then will you kiss me?”

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The moonlight wasn’t very bright, and Jiang Zhi, using the light, took a good look at her dark face, hesitating for nearly three seconds.

“…” He hesitated!

A man’s mouth, deceiving as a ghost.

Hmph! Big pig’s trotter!

Zhou Xufang pushed him away, discontent, “Then I’m going back.”

Just as she turned to leave, Jiang Zhi pulled her back, “I’ll kiss you.”

Only then did Zhou Xufang’s lips curve upwards, “Mhm, mhm.”

Jiang Zhi cradled her face, kissed her once, and hmm, it wasn’t enough, he kissed her several times before letting go.

Zhou Xufang suddenly remembered a novel she had read a few days ago where the heroine asked the hero a question, “Jiang Zhi, if I fell into a cesspit and needed mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, would you give it to me?”

Jiang Zhi, “…”

He, with his germaphobia, couldn’t even bear to think of the image.

He countered, “What if I fell in? Would you give me mouth-to-mouth?”

Zhou Xufang, “…”

Oh, unbearable to even think about.

She felt, “We’d better be careful not to fall into a cesspit.”

Jiang Zhi agreed. In fact, no answer was necessary because it was clear as day – there was nothing he wouldn’t do for Zhou Xufang, and Zhou Xufang felt the same about him.

“Well, I’m leaving.”

The wind was rather strong, and the barking of dogs was noisy; her hearing was obstructed, and she only caught the faint sound of stirring—right, the kidnappers had woken up.

Jiang Zhi also noticed and refused to leave.

Zhou Xufang waved him off, then picked up a rock to place the surveillance back where it belonged, and gestured to Jiang Zhi with her lips before returning to her spot.

The kidnappers were awake, with Hong San absent, Ah Wang had taken charge.

“You guys,” Zhou Xufang climbed over the low wall and consciously crawled into the pigpen, “are all awake, huh?”

Ah Wang seemed to find it unbelievable, staring at her intently, “You actually managed to escape.”

Crouched against the wall, Zhou Xufang was as docile as could be. She explained earnestly, “The iron chain broke on its own, I didn’t run, I just needed to relieve myself, I’m really obedient, I came right back after.” Thankfully, she had been afraid of bending the steel bar, so she simply tore the chain apart.

Ah Wang lifted the chain to examine it.

It was indeed broken.

Zhou Xufang hurried back into her cage, closing the door herself, “I’m really obedient.” Her tone was fearful, nasal, as if on the verge of tears, “My boyfriend is getting the money ready, I’m very obedient, I won’t run away.”

Ah Wang glanced at her, then outside the pigpen, and said, “We’re moving immediately.”

After that, the chains on the cage increased from two to three, and the locks from three to five. And outside the small pig cage, which she couldn’t stretch her legs in, a larger pig cage was added, making her a hostage within a cage inside another cage.

Ah Wang moved her overnight. How was she moved?

In a large truck, loaded with pigs, and she was one of them.

“Oink oink!”

“Oink oink!”

“Oink oink!”

All she could hear were the sounds of pigs oinking.

Zhou Xufang was in the center position of the truck, surrounded by pigs on all sides, in the absolute middle, with pigs encircling her like the moon, that overwhelming smell…

She shouldn’t have been so obedient. These criminals really treated her like a pig.

The next day, eight o’clock.

Two kilometers away from the opera house, at a small fork in the main road, an off-road vehicle was parked.

Qiao Nanchu opened the car door and got in, looking at the person in the driver’s seat, “Meeting like we’re making some underground drop.”

Jiang Zhi was wearing sunglasses, his noticeable misty blue hair tucked inside the hood of his black sweater, “These drug traffickers are watching me to guard against you police.”

One didn’t know how many eyes were lurking in the shadows. With Zhou Xufang still with the enemy, Jiang Zhi had to be prudent. He didn’t even make phone calls now, summoning people out of sight and earshot.

Qiao Nanchu took some documents out of the folder and handed them over, “This is a list of the Black Dragon Society. You’ve met their boss before, his name is Hua Jun. The one who kidnapped Zhou Xufang is called Hong San, who’s the second in command. These guys overtly deal with seafood business but smuggle drugs and run high-interest loans in secret, involved in all sorts of crimes. They’re just errand runners, though; the real boss is still hidden.”

Jiang Zhi didn’t remove his sunglasses, briefly scanning a few pages.

“0893 is our comrade, the third in command within the Black Dragon Society. The batch Zhou Xufang confiscated last month was based on intelligence he provided,” Qiao Nanchu paused, “But it was a trap, he was exposed, and the last person he saw before his sacrifice was Zhou Xufang.”

Jiang Zhi remained silent, closing the documents, took a pen from the car, and wrote down a string of numbers on a piece of paper, “He gave these to Zhou Xufang.”