Chapter 103 Liu Jun

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yuxuan angrily lit a cigarette.

Now was not the time to dwell on Chu Zhijing's affairs. As for the two people Su Dong mentioned, he would set them aside for now. The priority was to clarify the events of the past with Su Dong.

"Su Dong, listen up. The people who came to see you at noon were not my people, but I promise you this: as long as you cooperate, I will not kill you and will give you even more money!"

"I'll tell you everything!" Su Dong nodded repeatedly. "Ten years ago, it was Brother Jun who led us in that operation."

"Brother Jun?" Chu Yuxuan asked.

"Yes, Liu Jun. At that time, he was very influential in Jiangcheng, dealing in drugs and smuggling, and he also did dirty work for some wealthy people... That night, he was working for a big shot, and he brought us here to this dock to kidnap your mother."

"Liu Jun..." Chu Yuxuan pondered. "Can you get in touch with him?"

Su Dong shook his head. "After the kidnapping, about five or six months later, almost by the end of the year, Liu Jun's smuggling boat was caught by the authorities. He was caught in the act and sentenced to over eight years. None of the big shots cared for him. I visited him in the first two years, but after that, we all went our separate ways, and I haven't been in contact with him since. I don't even know if he's dead or alive."

"What's he like? How old is he?"

Su Dong said, "He's a big guy with a ponytail. Age-wise... he should be nearly fifty now. At his age, it's no wonder he hasn't contacted us; we couldn't turn things around."

Liu Jun's description perfectly matched that of the person Chen Hong described—the one who beat Jiang Xiuzhi on the yacht!

Chu Yuxuan's eyelids twitched, and he unconsciously clenched his fists. He asked Su Dong, "Where does Liu Jun live?"

Su Dong thought for a moment. "He lived in Boyue Mansion in the eastern part of the city, but it was seized by the government ten years ago. He had several properties under his name, all of which were confiscated..."

At this point, Su Dong paused as if recalling something. "Oh, I remember now. Liu Jun once got drunk and said he wanted to build an ancestral hall in his hometown, Xinxing Village, when he was free. Since my girlfriend at the time was also from Xinxing, I always remembered it."

Chu Yuxuan's eyes brightened. "Did you mention this to the two people who came to see you at noon?"

Su Dong shook his head. "No... At that time, with a gun pointed at me, my mind went blank. I couldn't remember such details."

"Get in the car, let's go!" Chu Yuxuan decisively threw his car keys to Lao Si and gestured toward the fishing boat.

After the G-Wagon left, Lao Si did not get into the GTR but turned and boarded the fishing boat.

At the stern, Blackie was still chattering away, planning the future with Aida Jing. "Brother, you stick with me from now on and forget about America. When we get to Thailand, we'll make our mark! Hahaha... You're smart and brave, a perfect match, a perfect match!"

Aida Jing's mouth tape had been removed, and his ropes loosened, but he had no intention of escaping. He even lazily ignored Blackie, slumped against the railing, staring at the box full of money in front of him with a bitter smile.

If only he had gone to America earlier, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

At that moment, the expressionless and ruthless Korean man approached, pulled out a curved knife from his waist, and stabbed it into Aida Jing's neck, splattering blood onto Blackie's face!

Blackie, who was already high, was stunned for a while before he reacted, screaming, "You f*ck*ng tricked me! Chu Yuxuan, you f*ck*ng tricked me! You said you wouldn't kill us!"

Lao Si calmly blinked, slashing Blackie's neck with one stroke, mumbling, "I'm not Chu Yuxuan."

Blackie clutched his neck, blood flowing through his fingers, collapsing on the ground convulsing, his eyes glaring at the killer.

Lao Si wiped the knife on Blackie's clothes and said, "My big brother said that if you weren't into drugs, he actually wanted to be friends with you... And that five million, we've already traced it to your sister. My big brother wants you to rest assured; he won't ask for it back. Rest in peace."

In fact, Blackie had anticipated this outcome, which is why he had Chu Yuxuan transfer money to his sister. However, now that things had gone awry, he began to fantasize about miracles happening.

Some paths, once taken, lead to predetermined ends.

The city was a two-hour drive from Xinxing Village.

In the car, Chu Yuxuan asked Su Dong, "Did Liu Jun ever mention who he was working for when he kidnapped my mother?"

Su Dong replied, "No."

"Tell me in detail what happened that night."

"Okay..." Su Dong recalled. "That night, after we intercepted your mother's car, I stayed on the shore watching her driver while another brother took your mother onto the yacht. I heard Brother Jun tell your mother to hand over something, and when she refused, he hit her."

Su Dong glanced at Chu Yuxuan nervously, swallowed hard, and continued, "Later, Brother Jun ordered me to kill her driver, but I accidentally let him escape, and he even drove away our car, which had a lot of money in it. We chased after him but didn't catch him... I almost got beaten to death by Brother Jun over this!"

"Where did you take my mother? Who did you meet?" Chu Yuxuan asked.

"We all went after your mother's driver. When we got back, the yacht had already left... However, later a brother told me that Brother Jun sent someone to kidnap you as well and took the yacht far away. It met up with a large cargo ship full of containers. At that time, both you and your mother were unconscious. Two workers took you aboard the cargo ship, and Brother Jun also went aboard. But when he came back, he was covered in injuries and had one of his fingers chopped off."

Hearing "cargo ship" and "containers," Chu Yuxuan's eyelids twitched, and his hand, resting on his knee, tightened.

"Do you know anything else?"

Su Dong sensed Chu Yuxuan's suddenly cold tone and shivered, stammering, "No, I'm just a small fry... Young Master Chu, you should ask Brother Jun yourself when you find him. Uh... But I'm afraid he might not be in his hometown."

"Shut your d*mn mouth!" Lao San glanced at the rearview mirror, speaking sharply.

Chu Yuxuan stopped questioning and leaned his head against the car window, silently watching the outside.

Due to almost no sleep the previous night, it wasn't long before this young master fell into a deep, troubled sleep, his mind plunging into an unforgettable nightmare.

The calls of seagulls, the roaring waves, the howling sea breeze.

A container transformed into a cage, pitch dark, a young man chained like a dog, confined within. A voice, as if from hell, spoke.

"What is the character 'Wang' with one stroke removed?"

The dreamscape flashed images like a slide show.

Under the dim light, blood was everywhere...

The hellish voice laughed maniacally, wearing a clown mask with only eagle-like eyes visible. The young man lay on a wooden board, crying out in desperation, answering questions with seriousness.

"Can't answer? You don't seem like an obedient child... Let me think, which piece of your flesh to cut? Your back, it seems to be all rotten now, hahaha... You probably don't know that behind that single-sided mirror stands your mother, watching your flesh being cut off and fed to the dogs. Hahaha, she must be enjoying it just like me! Hahaha!"