Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 143

I'll live to be ninety-nine, ninety-seven is enough for you."

Jiang Ting took the mobile phone, and there was silence in the technical investigation office. Huang Xing led his two apprentices to adjust the positioning equipment nervously, and Gong A-Chi was handcuffed with his mouth covered by an officer in plain clothes on the side. Other than that, everyone was staring at Jiang Ting with scorching eyes, and only the sound of suppressed breathing could be heard all around.

"Hello," came the smiling voice of the King of Spades from the phone: "Jiang Ting?"

Yan Xie sat down on the edge of the table next to Jiang Ting and squeezed his shoulder with his hand.

Jiang Ting nodded slightly to him and said on the phone: "Hello."

The King of Spades asked: "Are you still near Qiju Peak?"

Jiang Ting said: "Yes. Your people say you have something to tell me?"

Chief Lu signaled Huang Xing with his eyes, who already had been sweating under his hairline, which had been getting higher and higher in recent years. While staring at the screen, he repeatedly mouthed: "Drag it on! Try as long as possible!"

But this was very difficult. First of all, it wasn't in Jiang Ting's nature to idly chat with the King of Spades for a long a time, and secondly, the longer the call dragged on, the greater the chance of being discovered by the other party.

The person on the other end of the phone said unhurriedly: "Yes, the goods are about to arrive. I just remembered a few words to tell you, so I asked you to answer the phone."

"What do you want to tell me?" Jiang Ting asked.

The King of Spades suddenly fell silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. The time became extremely long and difficult; every moment of silence was infinitely prolonged, and everyone's heartbeat jumped to their throat.

Why didn't he speak?

Did he discover something?!

The invisible string in the void gradually tightened to the limit. At this moment, the King of Spades spoke again. To everyone's surprise, his tone was very concerned:

"Your voice is hoarse, what's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"...I'm fine, there was a little wind on the mountain road." Jiang Ting coughed twice: "They are boiling hot water for me in the kitchen; I'll drink a few sips later."

The King of Spades seemed to nod reassuringly on the other side of the phone: "That's good. Is it cold outside?"

"Not cold."

"Are you tired after walking for a long time?"

"I'm okay."

The faces of everyone present were strange, not knowing why the big drug lord suddenly started to chatter-but to the nervous technical investigators, the delay of more than ten seconds was nothing more than driftwood in the rapids; the red and green lights of the signal tracker were almost flashing one after another.

"If your health can't bear it, I can send someone down to pick you up first and let Gong A-Chi and the others pick up the goods. What do you think?"

Chief Lu suddenly raised his head, and Jiang Ting and Yan Xie looked at each other.

Yan Xie silently made a mouthful: "Hang on, don't panic-"

"Okay," Jiang Ting replied casually into the phone, paused, and then said: "But this way, Jin Jie will have things to say again after I go back."