Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 563 - 367 I don’t_1

Chapter 563: Chapter 367 I don’t_1

Feng Yi retreated very quickly.

Team Leader Yuan and his team really didn’t have time to arrange for more personnel to keep an eye on Feng Yi’s movements, but even so, there were two sections of the highway leaving the small town where some people were still investigating the scene, able to monitor passing conditions.

According to the information sent back by the personnel at these two sections, they didn’t find any accompanying vehicles or people around Feng Yi’s car.

"So, is this the ’escort’ that Yue Gongyang talked about?"

"Could that businessman be fooling us?"

"He’d even treat his own company’s shareholders like this?! I shouldn’t have believed his nonsense!"

"Contact our people in Tuo Jia Town, tell them to keep an eye on Feng Yi’s itinerary, and see if he arrives safely within the expected time."

Meanwhile, Feng Yi, who was already on the retreat, was looking out the car window.

He wasn’t looking for suspicious vehicles or people; he just wanted to see if the investigators had found anything in the stretch he had raced through in half an hour that night.

The trail he left behind would certainly bear some traces, but not enough to make anyone suspect him.

At the interception point, the two cars that Feng Yi had incapacitated were already transported away, and the ground had been cleaned. If you didn’t look closely, you couldn’t tell that anything had happened there.

Feng Yi withdrew his gaze.

Whatever, if asked, he would just blame it on Geng. That had been the plan all along, and Geng had volunteered to take the fall.

Withdrawing his gaze, Feng Yi leaned back in the seat, pondering the people and events he encountered during this drug transport.

There was a box of Shatush placed under the car in the parking lot, probably a feint, a diversion. Because Feng Yi discovered it in time, the big shots weren’t fooled.

The upcoming fierce battle might affect several places.

Why was A’wang worried?

Why were Team Leader Yuan and his team not at ease with Feng Yi going back alone?

It was the medicine!

This medicine was too special, too miraculous, and they feared Feng Yi might be targeted by lawbreakers.

To prevent Old Yuan and the bosses from wasting manpower on him, Feng Yi made a decisive retreat.

The road widened from narrow, as the car entered the main road to Tuo Jia Town.

There were noticeably more people on this road, the daytime traffic being heavier than at night, with cars passing by from time to time, many of which had out-of-town license plates.

In addition, Feng Yi saw someone riding a motorcycle with filming equipment, likely out shooting videos.

The meteorite craze in Tuo Jia Town not only attracted "star chasers" but also many cyclists.

There were those on motorcycles, as well as those on bicycles. It wasn’t long before Feng Yi saw a cycling team, probably heading to another county town from Tuo Jia Town.

Outside were blue skies and white clouds with clear weather. If you stayed still outside, you would feel a slight breeze that was just right. Everything seemed to be going quite smoothly and pleasantly.

Leaning in the car seat, Feng Yi closed his eyes for a nap, suddenly opened his eyes, and cracked the car window.

There was a rising wind outside that carried additional information.

Feng Yi did not analyze the various smells in the air. He quietly sensed them carefully.

A moment later.

Feng Yi asked Jia, "How long until we reach Tuo Jia Town?"

Jia replied, "At our current speed, it’ll take about another half-hour to get there."

Feng Yi: "Make it in twenty... twenty-five minutes."

Jia: "Possible. Boss, did you discover something?"

Feng Yi said, "There’s a sandstorm. But it won’t be very strong."

Jia, including Wu, who was also resting against the chair back, both showed surprised expressions, but quickly regained composure.

They had checked the weather forecast before setting out today and had not received any warnings of sandy weather.

This kind of sudden sandstorm was even harder to predict, and radar and satellite imagery struggled to make accurate predictions about their timing and intensity.

But neither Jia nor Wu doubted Feng Yi’s words.

Jia sped up, saying, "The airport will close temporarily, shall we head to a hotel and wait after we arrive?"

Feng Yi thought for a moment, "Let’s go back to the Ancestral Factory’s work shed to see if it can withstand the sandstorm."

The work shed claimed to be dustproof when it was built, but Feng Yi didn’t know how effective it was or what kind of intensity it could withstand.

In a while, construction at the site was about to begin. It was an ideal opportunity to use this sandstorm to check for weaknesses and look for any safety hazards in other work sheds.

When the car was nearing Tuo Jia Town, the sandstorm alert finally came through on the phone. The intensity was moderate, but still not something everyone wanted to encounter.

Other vehicles on the road began to speed up, moving from their leisurely pace to seeking shelter in the town before the sandstorm arrived.

But there were also those who went against the flow.

Those live streaming or on other filming assignments were thrilled to receive the warning, likely wanting to capture the event up close.

At the entrance to the town, a group of people gathered, clearly out-of-towners. They had already seen the rising dust storm in the distance and were so excited they shouted out loud.

Those who started live streams immediately switched to professional mode.

Compared to their excited moods, the locals remained calm and unflustered, watching the shouting with a look that seemed to say they were watching fools and then shaking their heads and leaving.

Even though they could see the distant wall of sand, overhead was still blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze that brushed past them was still faint.

However, in just a few breaths, the wind strength sharply increased. The distant wall of sand had become distinctly visible.

For those not accustomed to coming here, who had never witnessed it with their own eyes, it was an exciting time.

Avoidance was, of course, necessary.

But there was no rush, first record a video for the Moments!

It was essential for people in the Moments to see!

More cautious folks, upon seeing the approaching sand wall that seemed poised to submerge everything, would shout "Holy cow, badass," finish filming, and then beat it.

However, those with more adventurous (reckless) spirit would continue to stay close and experience the might of the sandstorm. After such an outing, they’d come back looking like they’d been through battle.

Feng Yi’s car had already entered the city.

At this point, there was slight congestion at a few intersections in town, costing them extra time. By the time they reached the work shed, the sky had already darkened.

The car drove into the garage built into the work shed.

He told Wu to go rest in the adjacent room. After all, Wu had been up all night recording medication usage and hadn’t rested well, so this was a good chance to catch some sleep.

He also asked Jia to check the car. They needed to return it later, so it was best to see if there were any faults.

As for the car they had driven before, it would be fixed and driven back later, just delayed by a few days, incurring a few more days of rental fee. It was no big deal.

Feng Yi entered his room and closed the windows.

Outside the tightly shut windows, violent winds were howling, sand flying and rocks rolling, obscuring the brilliant blue sky and white clouds seen just moments before.

The light became gloomy.

Inside, Feng Yi turned on a hanging rechargeable emergency light.

He didn’t need it himself, but since he had come, he had to check the quality of the work shed and see if the prepared items could be used normally and if any were damaged.

The work shed looked simple from the outside, but it was well equipped on the inside, even featuring a reclining chair.

After entering, Feng Yi didn’t lie down right away. Instead, he rummaged through a nearby cabinet; he remembered that food was stored here.

Water, some long-lasting biscuits, dehydrated vegetables, and diced meat, and meal replacement drinks...

Oh! There was also a bag of semi-liquid food that could be eaten upon opening, no need for additional hot water.

Feng Yi didn’t take too much, only grabbing a bag of biscuits and a bag of semi-liquid food, leaving the rest for the next person who would come here.

Looking at the food in his hand, Feng Yi had never eaten these two types before. They had some local flavors added, which took some getting used to at first, but gradually felt alright as he ate.

Feng Yi sat on the reclining chair, munching away and lost in thought.

The work shed’s soundproofing wasn’t great. The whistling of the wind outside and the sound of some unknown debris blown against the shed created a sharp noise.

On the table next to him lay a music player. Feng Yi turned it on to try it out, and music automatically began to play.

The volume was just right, neither drowned out by the outside noise nor disturbing other people in the next room.

The clear piano sounds echoed within the room, offering a soothing respite amid the noisy sandstorm—like an adventurer under the broad blue sky, sharing dreams and memories from childhood.

Under the warm and glowing melody, even the unevenly painted edges of the table and the dust floating above seemed to exude innocence and romance.

Feng Yi started feeling drowsy as he listened.

A bag of half-eaten semi-liquid nutritional paste hung from his mouth.

One song after another played on the player.

The noisy winds outside gradually weakened, yet the sandstorm was not entirely over, and it remained dark outside.

Inside.

The slight sound of the room door opening could be heard. In the mix of the sandstorm’s noise and the music inside, it was barely noticeable.

From the player, full-bodied notes flowed smoothly, with occasional lively accents playfully mingling with the gentle rhythm.

In this music symbolizing beauty and hope.

Under the not-so-bright light of the emergency lamp.

On the floor, a blurry shadow silently approached.

A dark metal barrel pointed at Feng Yi’s head.

A voice, like sand grinding against stone, sounded:

"Feng Yi?"

Feng Yi turned his head.

A bag of food was dangling from his mouth, and his messy hair blocked the light, casting a large shadow on his face that obscured his eyes.

"It’s me," Feng Yi responded evenly.

"The medicine from Ancestral Factory, was it also delivered by you?"

"That was me too."

"Then, you’ll have to come with me."

"I won’t."

Boom!!!

A figure was kicked out, crashing through the wall of the work shed and tumbling to the ground, motionless for a while.

Feng Yi, standing inside, tossed the empty packaging of the nutritional paste into the trash can.

Then he stepped out, dragged the person on the ground back into the room like dragging garbage.

Garbage shouldn’t be littered.