Chapter: 653
They had to meet and judge the assassin in person.
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Hong Yushin got up from the chair, rubbing both his temples with his fingers.�
As he reviewed all the information coming from Chengdu and Sichuan all night, the sun had already risen up in the middle of the sky.
He had stayed up all night.
The new Chengdu branch manager was still clumsy, so he had to review and handle most of the work. As a result, his workload had inevitably increased.
�Hu�!�
He stayed up all night with his eyes open, so his eyes were cold and his head hurt.
Hong Yushin lay down for a moment and pondered whether to close his eyes. But he soon shook his head. He had already stayed up all night. It was a waste of time for him to close his eyes now.
There was nothing better than tea to calm him down.
There was a precious tea that was hard to find in the branch. It was not appropriate for the Hao clan members to drink the precious tea, but Hong Yushin was willing to invest a large sum of money for his hobby.
�Hu�!�
After taking a sip of a certain kind of tea, his mind became clearer.
He looked at the books on the desk and murmured,
�Where the hell is he hiding? He�s definitely here in Chengdu.�
With the snow piled high, he was bound to be tied up in Chengdu.
Hong Yushin was still looking for Pyo-wol. Even if it wasn�t for Jin Geum-woo�s request, he had no intention of giving up on pursuing Pyo-wol.
�He�s definitely here. He only changed his appearance, but it�s clear he�s breathing next to us.�
It was not just his speculation.�
He was certain of it.�
He just had no evidence to back up his claims.
�With the state of affairs now, he must have a helper with him. Otherwise, it doesn�t make sense.�
If it was simply to hide their appearance, anyone could do it. However, it was impossible to obtain food, clothing, and shelter which are daily essentials by himself.
In particular, it was unimaginable for a person like Pyo-wol, whose main profession is to kill people, would make money by doing other things.�
So he guessed that Pyo-wol had an accomplice.�
�I need to understand him.�
He felt nervous.
He was well aware that the cause of his nervousness was a sense of crisis.
His senses, which he had cultivated in Jianghu for a long time, were constantly warning him that he was in a crisis. So, even though the snow melted and the road was open, he could not leave Chengdu.
The place he paid the most attention to was Tang Sochu�s workshop. JrNovels.com