Yixiong turned his attention to another photo. He automatically frowned after paying attention to the object in the photo. The photo showed a bag that was roughly the same size as the bag Songfei had with them. The color was also similar, namely dark blue.

"What is this?" Qiuzhen's face changed slightly when he saw the photo of the bag.

Yiren took the photo and brought the photo closer to his face. He looked at the object in the photo.

"Let Xiongge read the instructions first." Zhengyi pointed to another object that was also in the wooden box, namely neatly folded paper.

Yixiong grabbed the paper. Carefully, he unfolded the paper. It turned out that there were two sheets of paper in the fold.

"It's like a letter." Yixiong spread out the two sheets of paper on the table.

"Please, Uncle, read the contents of the letters first," said Caihong.

Yixiong took the first sheet and began to read it. The letter comprised nine paragraphs. Six paragraphs contained a summary of the events of Xinxiu's abduction, while the next three paragraphs were instructions for delivering the ransom items. One thing that differed from before was that the kidnappers stated that the carrier of the ransom items could be accompanied by one person. It was really not reasonable. As far as Yixiong knows, kidnappers anywhere would only allow one person to deliver goods or ransom. More than one person showing up, it's likely to cause trouble for the kidnappers.

I have never heard of a kidnapper giving a record of a kidnapping incident to the victim's family or friends. Either these kidnappers don't know how to kidnap properly or indeed they are eccentric kidnappers.

Yixiong smiled to himself as he thought about that. He felt it was ironic. An eccentric kidnapper has kidnapped an eccentric person. Yixiong thought he and his friends were unique people.

After that, Yixiong read the second sheet.

"Hah?" Yixiong shouted.

"What's in it, Xiongge?" Yiren asked.

"Exactly what the police thought. This is how we deliver the ransom items in exchange for Xinxiu."

"Then what do they want us to do?" asked Qiuzhen.

"They asked us to cooperate in tricking the police," Yixiong said.

"How to trick the police?" Caihong asked.

"The first sheet is the sheet that we must give to the police. It contains the place and time of handing over the ransom items. The second sheet contains the actual instructions. There they say that we must look for the exact same bag as the one in the photo. Then we move the things from Songfei's bag to the new bag. Then we fill Songfei's bag with other items that are the same in number and weight as the Songfei's things that we have moved. We have to deliver the two bags to the drop-off point."

"They told us to deliver both bags to the same place?" asked Zhengyi.

"It's not like that. So, there are two locations that they will use as a place for the handover of the ransom," said Yixiong.

Qiuzhen nodded. "So, at the time of handing over the goods, Songfei's bag will only function as a decoy. The original goods will already be transferred to the new bag."

Yixiong nodded.

"Are we going to comply with the kidnappers' wishes?" Jingkang asked.

This kid is so naïve.

Yiren laughed. "Of course not. But we have to pretend to be cooperating with the kidnappers. So we're still going to tell the police all this stuff."

"Xiongge, now you better copy the contents of the two letters first," said Qiuzhen. "So after the police contact us, we can immediately hand over these two letters."

Yixiong nodded. He rose from his chair to find pen and paper. A moment later, he was back again and began to copy everything that was written on the two letters.

"Are any of you hungry?" Zhengyi suddenly asked such a strange question.

"Of course I'm hungry now," said Yiren. He then rose from his chair.

"Where are you going?" Zhengyi asked.

"Of course I want to go to the kitchen to warm up the food this afternoon."

"No need," said Zhengyi. "When I got home, someone was distributing flyers at the bus stop in front of them. The flyer was about the opening of a new restaurant."

"Are they still open at this hour?" Yiren asked.

"In the leaflet it is written that specifically during this promotion period, they are open twenty-four hours," said Zhengyi.

"What kind of food do they sell?" Yixiong asked. Chilly nights like this made him felt hungry again.

Zhengyi reached into his pocket. He took out a folded piece of paper. He unfolded the paper. The paper looked wrinkled. Zhengyi had folded and pocketed the paper carelessly.

"They sell pizza," Zhengyi said.

"Pizza?" Yiren asked. "Is there any pizza here?"

"Of course there is," said Qiuzhen. "Why does Renge think there's no such thing in this city?"

"Because so far I've never seen a place that sells pizza in this city," said Yiren.

"Pizza is not popular in this city. But I think someone must be selling it here," said Yixiong. "Caihong, you're from here. What do you think?"

"It's very rare here, Uncle, but there are some areas in this city that are inhabited by immigrants from certain areas where the residents are familiar with pizza."

"Well, that means there is, right?" Yixiong said.

"Of course there are. But the number of places selling pizza in this city that I've seen with my own eyes is only eight or nine places," said Caihong.

"So what now? Shall we order pizza?" Zhengyi asked. He seemed impatient.

"How do we order?" Jingkang asked.

"Of course by phone," answered Yiren. "Even if someone tapped our phone, it wouldn't be a problem because we only order pizza."

"What kind of pizza does that place sell?" asked Qiuzhen.

"There are four kinds here." Zhengyi pointed at the sheet of paper he was holding. "Now is the promo period, so they have reduced the price by fifty percent."

"Only four kinds?" asked Qiuzhen.

"It's only one sheet of paper. It only says four types of pizza. If we want to see the full menu, I think we should go there," said Zhengyi.

"We'll just order the enormous size of each of the four types. I think that's enough," said Yixiong.