Chapter 84: The Eyes are the Windows to the Soul
Having failed to catch the people, Yin Huaiyu was even less inclined to stay in a backwater place like Ganan; he boarded a helicopter to Beidu and left without a moment's delay, during which he received a call from Jing Du: "Hello?"
Jing Du asked him from the other end of the phone: "How is it, did you catch them?"
Silence for a long moment.
Yin Huaiyu said irritably: "Let them get away."
"Hmm," Jing Du said: "I guessed as much."
Yin Huaiyu sat up straight instantly: "What do you mean?"
"Ganan's security system was hacked and monitored; the other party controlled your movements in real-time, cut off your reinforcements, and caused quite a large explosion." Jing Du stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the beautiful night view of the manor, speaking slowly and methodically, then voiced his suspicion: "Their methods are very similar to that Tarot Organization I dealt with before."
Yin Huaiyu rubbed his forehead: "They?"
"Why would they leave the Federation to come to the Empire to save Huo Xi? Did Huo Xi save their boss's ancestors for eighteen generations in his past life?"
Jing Du's fine black hair was scattered across his forehead; he picked up the transparent glass on the table, took a slow and deliberate sip, and only then asked: "That proposal we had last time about your family's arms shipment being intercepted, did you adopt it?"
It referred to having the Magician investigate the matter.
"No." Yin Huaiyu rested his face in his hand, looking out the window; the night wind made his eyes look a bit unfocused: "The other party has never replied to the message on the Dark Web."
"I only heard that he hasn't taken any jobs for a very long time, his whereabouts are erratic, and only their internal high-level personnel know."
High-level personnel?
The Fool.
The High Priestess.
Jing Du put down the wine glass: "Although I'm not sure what they are planning to do, Shen Zhaojue's phone was hacked last time, and I can be certain that the Magician himself is in the Empire; perhaps he was among those who fought you this time."
Yin Huaiyu murmured thoughtfully: "With him..."
The two people in the Ganan Abandoned Warehouse were definitely no ordinary characters; the one who fought him was calm, decisive, and sharp-eyed, while the other was obedient to his every word, making it easy to see that he held the position of leader.
Even now, the other party's beautiful blade technique remained in his mind.
Yin Huaiyu said: "There were only three of them."
"The man who fought me was very young, his voice sounded particularly strange, he must have used some special disguise; he had a Military Knife with a flexible blade, and his appearance was very ordinary—aside from his eyes, there was nothing unique about him at all."
"I didn't fight the other one, but his marksmanship was very accurate, he carried grenades on him, his height was estimated to be between 188 and 190, he had a sturdy build, and his appearance was likewise ordinary; I couldn't find anything remarkable."
Jing Du listened quietly, tapping his fingers on the floor-to-ceiling window a few times; the dull sound echoed low in the room: "There is a saying that the eyes are the windows to the soul."
"Huaiyu, do you know about things like a Human Skin Mask?"
Yin Huaiyu's peach-blossom eyes narrowed; in an instant, he saw the light, and he could almost immediately confirm where the sense of incongruity about those two came from.
"You mean they were wearing a Human Skin Mask?"
Jing Du: "That's right. A Human Skin Mask made through high-precision technology is lifelike, detailed down to the wrinkles of the eyelids, and can even simulate the temperature of human skin; it fits the skin 100%, and unless removed with a special medicinal solution, it is extremely difficult to fall off. Even with close-range contact, one cannot see the slightest flaw."
"You are an excellent painter."
After the simple hint, Yin Huaiyu said: "I can't forget those eyes; I can draw them with 99% accuracy."
But it was still somewhat difficult to recognize a stranger one had only met once based solely on their eyes.
In certain situations, one can easily recognize a familiar person by their eyes; the human visual system is very powerful and can quickly process and identify facial features, and these memories include combinations of facial contours, noses, eyes, mouths, and other features.
Therefore, when seeing a familiar person, the brain will quickly match these features with the memories in one's mind and produce a sense of familiarity and recognition.
However, changes in facial features, cognitive bias, clothing, disguises, and the like will all lower this sense of familiarity, thereby reducing the possibility of identifying a stranger solely from their eyes.
Jing Du: "Good."
"When will you arrive in Beidu?"
Yin Huaiyu looked at the brightly lit city ahead, his brow showing some fatigue; he took a sip of mineral water: "Soon."
"I have to face my father's 'Shuyi Grass Jelly' when I get home, hanging up now."
There was a low laugh from the other end of the phone, and nothing more was said.
"Beep—"
The call was hung up quickly.
The helicopter landed at Jinghe Manor; Yin Huaiyu threw his dirty coat to the servant at the villa entrance, rolled the sleeves of his floral shirt up to his forearms, and walked in with long strides.
The butler saw him head-on, his expression changing slightly: "Eldest Young Master, it is getting late; the Master has given orders that if you returned, you could go and rest first."
Yin Huaiyu looked at him sharply: "Yo, did you do something guilty, trying to stop me?"
"Move!"
The butler lowered his head and bowed, stepping aside to clear the path.
In the living room, Yin Shuyi was wearing silver-rimmed glasses, and sitting beside him was a beautiful woman with a radiant smile, wearing a high-fashion red dress, her lower abdomen slightly protruding.
Yin Huaiyu walked in.
Yin Shuyi asked him: "Did you catch them?"
Yin Huaiyu shrugged, as if it were a matter of course: "Didn't catch them."
This arrogant attitude of his made Yin Shuyi's anger flare up; Yin Shuyi knew that this son of his had deep thoughts and had been clever since childhood, and the position of heir was undoubtedly his, but at the same time, he was unruly, rebellious, disrespectful to his elders, and honey-tongued but sword-hearted... without a shred of humility.
He was simply cut from the same cloth as that child from the Jin Family!
Yin Shuyi grabbed the teacup on the table and was about to throw it at him, but his arm was caught and stopped by the woman beside him: "Master, don't lose your temper; Huaiyu is just ignorant, it's not worth it to resort to violence, it will hurt the father-son bond."
The woman speaking was one of Yin Shuyi's mistresses.
Yin Huaiyu couldn't remember her name at all.
Yin Huaiyu just stared at her belly and smiled contemptuously: "Yo, a rare guest; you dare to come up and act the good person, playing the peacemaker while carrying something in your belly?"
The woman's face turned deathly pale.
Yin Shuyi, on the other hand, was calm and composed, slowly drinking his tea.
Yin Huaiyu drew his gun and pointed it at the mistress: "Dad, are you creating such a bastard just because you think the house isn't chaotic enough?"
Would it kill you to control your lower half?
Since Yin Shuyi wanted to lose his temper, Yin Huaiyu would be the first to lose a bigger one, turning the entire household upside down!
The woman had never experienced having a real gun pressed against her head, and she trembled all over, reaching out to pull Yin Shuyi's arm: "Head... Head of the family."
Yin Shuyi tilted his head to look at her, his eyes behind his lenses distant and cold: "You must pay for the mistakes you make yourself, don't you agree?"
The woman understood; he didn't want this child at all, and it was laughable that she had ignored his warnings, foolishly hoping she could use the child to rise in status.
Yin Huaiyu threw a card onto the floor: "If you don't want the child to be strangled by me the moment it's born, or for both of you to die, then get rid of it as soon as possible."
End of Chapter
