In addition to daily communications, Abdul Nak’s response also contained a sentence that ng Fan didn’t understand. ng Fan could confirm it was Japanese, but he couldn’t translate it no matter how hard he tried; it sounded weird no matter what.
“Is this a secret code? Or so kind of professional speak?”
ng Fan used Malaysian to translate the pronunciation of the text, but the result was strange. He then tried several other languages, but they didn’t make sense either, which assured him it was indeed Japanese.
Abdul Nak and Shouta Takashimaya only knew each other briefly. They were just regular friends and separated after a few conversations.
After separating, ng Fan thought for a mont. He decided to invisibly follow Abdul Nak with the live stream assistant. As for Shouta Takashimaya, he still had the black magic microphone attached. If anything happened, he would hear it.
From monitoring their actions, Shouta Takashimaya had left the airport and headed toward the hotel after finishing so work at the office.
And on the other side, the live stream assistant showed Abdul Nak working as well. Nothing was out of the ordinary.
“Oh, I almost forgot this!”
ng Fan suddenly rembered the wireless connection function on his live stream assistant. He tested it and found Abdul Nak’s cell phone. He then copied the information inside it into his own phone.
ng Fan didn’t dare connect for too long in case he was discovered.
ng Fan didn’t know how ‘magical’ the black magic technologies were. What if it left a trace on the cell phone like a regular hacker? Hence, ng Fan did not use this function often and did not think about it most of the ti.
Especially in the airport. He could safely film with the invisible device, but he didn’t dare hack into the airport main fra or activities of that sort. Who knows how modern the airport mainfra was? Even if it wasn’t as advanced as the black magic objects, he could still be caught.
Besides, there wasn’t much to gain from hacking into the airport mainfra.
But ng Fan was still ballsy enough to snatch so information from soone’s cell phone.
He copied an abundant amount of information, including contact information, text ssage history, and transaction history.
It was up to ng Fan now to find evidence from the information he obtained.
Abdul Nak had very distinctive features. Hence, ng Fan could confirm he wasn’t one of the Hijackers. But based on his position at the airport…
Weapons!
ng Fan had been GG’d by a bullet on the plane!
How did these guns make it into the airplane?
Even if they had been disassembled, it was impossible that the weapons were able to pass through security. How did they get on the plane?
Comparing the photo of Abdul Nak and his position, ng Fan thought of the greatest possibility. That is, Abdul Nak was responsible for monitoring the loading and unloading of cargo in the engine room. He had a role in all this!
He then thought about it again, realizing the confusing text must have been related to this.
He flipped through the information and found nothing of value. To ng Fan, there was no useful information, or if there was, he wasn’t able to pinpoint it specifically.
This made him uncomfortable!
ng Fan had tested using the black magic microphone to hack into Shouta Takashimaya’s cell phone. It was able to connect, but since the attributes of the mic was limited, he wasn’t able to copy much information. Most of the content was related to voice mos and speech input. ng Fan listened to a few before going speechless. He felt as if he had gained an unwarranted, detailed understanding of Shouta Takashimaya’s certain… hobby.
He stopped listening. Instead, he used the voice translation function to translate the speech into text. The most used phrases he was able to extract consisted of ah, oh, and uh.
“This is no way to go about it.”
As ng Fan prepared to leave the cafe, he received a call from Minako Sakurai.
“ng Fan-kun, are you free tonight?”
ng Fan wanted to reject her offer, but rembered that ng Caitang wouldn’t be ho until later that night; he agreed. Maybe he could get so information from Minako’s end.
Currently, he’s obtained two clues and set two more goals. No matter what, this was a start.
Minako Sakurai had arranged to et ng Fan at a Chinese restaurant near the National University. ng Fan hurried over from the airport, but she’d already been waiting for a while but did not complain or show any signs of dismay. She told him that the dishes had already been ordered and handed ng Fan a nu to see if he wanted to add anything.
“This is more than enough, and it’s all my favorite dishes, too.” ng Fan had seriously analyzed the nu before smiling up. He asked: “Minako, you seem to understand Chinese cuisine very thoroughly. Do you cook often?”
Minako shyly nodded. She said that cooking was one of her favorite hobbies, and then bravely, she asked ng Fan if he would try her cooking soti in Japan.
The two shared an enjoyable al together and talked a lot.
Minako Sakurai said she liked to watch ng Fan and his chubby self, exclaiming that n like him were very handso.
Afterwards, the two walked down the shopping streets for a while.
“Do you want to sit for a bit up there?”
Minako Sakurai saw a very romantic bar up ahead and looked at ng Fan longingly. If they could share banter over so wine, the atmosphere would be great.
ng Fan thought about it and warned himself to not touch the alcohol, but most importantly, to not let this girl touch alcohol. He smiled. “Let’s go sit down at that cafe over there. It’s quieter, so we can talk.”
Minako Sakurai gladly agreed. After entering the cafe, they asked for a quiet booth in the back. It seed to be a couples booth too, with plenty of space, consisting of one large sofa. The two were sitting next to each other.
After they were seated, the atmosphere began to shift. ng Fan was afraid to prolong this atmosphere and felt that Abdul Nak’s statent was very important. He dug out the voice clip and showed it to Minako. “Minako, I have a sentence here that I need your help with. Is there anything wrong with the phrasing?”
He then played the audio recording.
Minako Sakurai was puzzled. She didn’t know what ng Fan ant. Could it be ng Fan-kun’s unique way of confessing to her?
ng Fan played it again.
She continued to shake her head. “It sounds very jumbled.” Then she looked at ng Fan curiously. “ng Fan-kun, what are you trying to express? Or do you want to know sothing?”
ng Fan thought for a second and decided to take a gamble. “Is there any alternative aning or slang to this sentence? Or another way to interpret it? Listen to it closely again. Does it have anything to do with comrcial flight terms?”
Minako Sakurai heard this and felt even stranger. She realized that ng Fan-kun wasn’t trying to convey anything to her.
After requesting to listen to it several more tis, Minako Sakurai scrunched her brows. “ng Fan-kun, if I’m not mistaken, this must be an item number related to the cargo compartnt of a flight!”
“That must be it!”
ng Fan clenched his fists. Based on the conversations between these two, he could deduce where the weapon that killed him had co from. He could confirm that the item he was referring to in this article was the weapon!
That ans Abdul Nak was the weapon provider, the “logistics” person of this hijacking.
Minako Sakurai suddenly felt alard. “ng Fan-kun, why are you asking this?”
If Minako Sakurai didn’t find anything special from this sentence and asked him, ng Fan would have used his excitent for flying, or sothing that a friend ntioned as an excuse.
But they were too far from that now!
No excuse would get him past this!
At this point…
Thinking about it, ng Fan really needed her help as well.
He went silent.
If he had Minako Sakurai’s help… An excellent plan instantly ford in ng Fan’s mind. And this plan could solve the hijacking incident before the plane takes off without causing too much attention. Of course, the premise was that Minako Sakurai had to be involved to ensure his safety.
He adjusted his smile and voice appeal to their extre and stared at Minako Sakurai with a beaming smile. He didn’t ask if she was willing to trust him. Instead, he said: “Minako, can I trust you?”
Reviews
All reviews (0)