Chapter 763: Are There Any Dead

Yaen Chi was so panicked that he couldn’t even grip his cigarette steadily.

He reached out to grab the phone, and the cigarette fell from his mouth, scorching his fingers, but he didn’t even pause until he saw that photo.

His face suddenly turned somber.

The spacious private room was as quiet as death.

So much so that the sound of a chair leg scraping across the floor, though faint, seemed jarringly out of place.

“Jiaojiao?”

Ye Wanting called out, wanting to follow Nan Jiaojiao outside.

She was pulled back by Yaen Chi, “Stay here, I’ll go.”

Before his words had even finished, he was already chasing after Nan Jiaojiao, but somehow, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn’t catch up to her.

By the time he reached the elevator, not only was she out of sight, but the numbers had already dropped to the fifth floor.

He hurriedly pressed for both elevators.

If only one would arrive.

Once Nan Jiaojiao left Minglun, a single thought consumed her mind.

Dusk Street.

She had to get to Dusk Street.

He was there.

Bo Yanching was there.

She called Bo Yanching over and over, at first with no one picking up, letting the ringing last until the end, and then it switched to a long, monotonous tone after just two rings.

The call had been interfered with.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t stop a taxi, but she did catch a delivery guy on his bike who was about to set off, stuffing all the cash in her pocket into his hands and asking him to take her part of the way.

The traffic was so congested it seemed absurd; sitting stiffly on the back of the electric bike, she suddenly lurched forward when the delivery guy hit the brakes, just managing to brace herself with her fingers on his back.

“I really can’t go any further, the traffic jam is too severe.

If I go into that, I’d have a hard time turning back, and besides, the police have put up a cordon up ahead, I can’t get through, and I still have deliveries to make.

How about… I refund you half the money?”

“No need.”

Nan Jiaojiao jumped off the bike, not even staying to say thank you.

With 700 meters left, she ran for it.

She also called Yaen Chi in a hurry, “Brother Chi, do me a favor; I need to get through the police cordon, could you help me out?”

“I’m right behind you, why are you running so fast?

What do you need inside the cordon for?

It’s dangerous…”

“Please.” Nan Jiaojiao barely kept her voice logical, as if two more seconds of effort would scatter it into the cold wind.

Yaen Chi was stunned.

This was the first time Nan Jiaojiao had asked him for help.

She was asking him for help because of Bo Yanching.

He felt like he was really worthless.

Yaen Chi wiped his face, just about to agree to her request when Nan Jiaojiao had already hung up the phone.

She couldn’t wait for Yaen Chi’s response.

But she believed in Yaen Chi’s ability to get things done.

At least when she crossed the cordon, no one stopped her.

Nan Jiaojiao searched from one car to the next, not even passing up those that looked similar in make or license plate, even going so far as to knock directly on the windows.

Upon seeing it wasn’t Bo Yanching, she turned and walked away.

The closer to the center of the explosion, the more police started to notice her.

While everyone else was running out, she was rushing in as though she didn’t care about her own life.

Any further and it would be untenable, so they promptly stopped her.

“I…”

She tried to say something, but the police officer sternly interrupted, “Have you lost your mind?

There’s been an explosion ahead, and the bomb squad is handling it.

It’s a danger zone; you can’t go in!”

Nan Jiaojiao took a step back.

It wasn’t that she was backing down.

She just retreated to where the police felt she wasn’t a threat.

Her eyes still fixated on the direction of the flames.

Biting her lip, not knowing from where she drew her strength, her body tensed, but her face grew pale, her lips under her clenched teeth trembling slightly.

“May I ask…”

She almost lost her voice entirely, “Are there any casualties?”