Chapter 110 : Jongharng Chioujen

Chioujen sighed. What he had just experienced was not an experience that one might have easily got in everyday life. Many people who live their whole life just run their daily routines without ever experiencing extraordinary things. From this point of view, Chioujen felt he was one of the lucky ones.

<<However, is this a good thing? I can't answer such a question.>>

Chioujen blinked his eyes. He had come out of the hole in the roof of the small building located on the top of Dafeisy Tower. The sun was so blinding. After being in the dark rooms for a while, Chioujen's eyes took a little while to adjust.

Hannrong was still there. The young man walked toward Chioujen with a relieved look on his face. He immediately crouched down to close the hole.

"I don't think you need to lock it. I mean, just leave the padlock there. But don't lock it yet. Maybe I'll come down again after this."

"But, Sir!" Hannrong seemed to be hesitating. He looked at Chioujen with a sharp gaze.

"That's all right. There's no way anyone would climb onto the roof of this building and then enter the chamber below." Chioujen tried to convince Hannrong.

Finally, Hannrong relented. He didn't lock the padlock. He left the padlock after attaching it to the hook on the iron plate that closed the hole.

"Come on, let's go down now!" Chioujen patted Hannrong's shoulder.

Chioujen asked Hannrong to come down. Not only got down from the roof of the building that housed the lift service but also got down to the ground floor of the building. Hannrong also didn't lock the door where they had appeared on the roof of the building. So, Chioujen could easily go up to the roof and enter the secret booth behind the service lift.

Chioujen had been feeling thirsty all this time. Arriving at the bottom, he quickly headed to Hannrong's study. After drinking a few glasses of water there, he felt refreshed. Chioujen then returned to the Managing Manager's room. He stretched out the plan of the building again. His fingers played on the paper that contained the plan.

He wanted to return to the secret room again. But Chioujen realized he couldn't just descend into the room. He must be well prepared. At least he had to bring something that he could use as a weapon if he suddenly met someone. Chioujen wasn't sure that someone was hiding in one room down there, but it didn't hurt to be on guard. Vigilance was so crucial.

The manager's room was not too big. In one sweep, Chioujen could see the entire room. He found a wooden stick similar to a police baton in the shape of the letter T hanging on the room's wall. It wasn't the side-handle baton the police used when they were on patrol. It was the Tonfa, a traditional weapon commonly used in various martial arts. Although he felt strange about the weapon's existence in that place, Chioujen had little time to think too far. He took it from the wall and tucked it around his waist.

Chioujen met Hannrong at the reception desk. Immediately after seeing Chioujen, Hannrong's face looked worried. It was clear he had already guessed that Chioujen already had a plan that might get him into trouble.

"Don't worry! I'm not telling you to go upstairs again." Chioujen laughed out loud.

Hannrong also laughed after seeing Chioujen laugh.

"But don't you want to go upstairs again now?" Hannrong pointed up with his index finger.

"Of course! But this time I will go alone. You just carry on with your duties here," said Chioujen.

"You don't plan to investigate the secret room until the evening, do you?" Hannrong's face changed again.

"Of course not. I'm just continuing what I didn't have time to finish. After that, I'll be going home. So you don't have to worry. You stay on guard here."

Chioujen tried his best to calm Hannrong down. Although he wasn't sure that he wouldn't be in the dungeon for long this time.

<<Hope everything goes well. If something unexpected happens, I don't know what kind of words to persuade Hannrong once more!>>

"Yes, Sir!" Hannrong straightened up.

Chioujen left Hannrong to continue his duties at the reception desk. Right away, he headed for the elevator to go up to the twelfth floor. Chioujen realized that everything he did would most likely be directly reported by Hannrong to another party who might be Hannrong's actual superior. The party, which could be, was their enemy. But Chioujen didn't really care. What he was currently investigating had little to do with the trouble Songfei was facing or the people chasing the young girl who was with Shannchyuan.

Chioujen moved swiftly towards the roof of Dafeisy Tower. Then he went straight to the building above the lift service location. Just as before, he went up to the top of the building and entered the chamber that was inside. Quickly, he began to move down the stairs in the room. Unlike the first time he explored this place, he wasn't too tense right now. He was more relaxed but moved faster. Chioujen couldn't wait to get to the B4 floor to open the door quickly. It led to another room on that floor. He didn't know what he would find there. But at least this time, he was more prepared. He already had a Tonfa in his hand.

Finally, he arrived at the door in the chamber on the B4 floor. For a moment, he froze where he stood. A glimmer of doubt crossed his mind. But soon, he pushed away from his brain the unfounded doubt sense. Right now, he just wished that the door was unlocked so he could open it. Chioujen moved the flashlight from his right hand to his left. He stretched out his right hand. Slowly, his palm began to touch the door handle.

In a split second, the door handle was in Chioujen's hand. Slowly, he tried to move the door handle. There was a distinctive sound of a door opening. Turned out the door wasn't locked at all. Chioujen began to pull the door leaf. Little by little, the air from behind the door poured into the room where Chioujen was standing.

When the door was half-open, Chioujen stopped pulling the door again. He took a deep breath. Using his strength, he pulled the door leaf with a loud jolt. The door was wide open. Chioujen stepped his right foot to the place behind the door.

Chioujen again moved the flashlight from his left hand to his right. He was currently on the B4 floor. He walked extra carefully. Apart from being dark, it was also because he didn't know what he was going to face.