Chapter 562
Looking for Medical Records
Translated by newbienoona
Edited by anks
“Don’t worry. I’m not selling you.” He turns his head and looks at her in amusement. His eyes… they twinkle like they used to when he looked at her before.
“Han Qilu?” she suddenly calls out his name.
He eyes her suspiciously.
“It’s nothing.” She shakes her head and looks away. The surrounding area is dark. It looks strange and scary.
As they stand in uncomfortable silence, a car drives toward them, slowing down as it approaches. An Chuxia recognizes the vehicle as a taxi.
As soon as they get in the car, Han Qilu tells the driver where to go, negotiating a price for the trip. After that, they head towards their destination.
Maybe it’s because she is exhausted, she feels her head get heavy, and after a while, she loses consciousness.
Han Qilu eventually wakes her up from her sleep. See doesn’t know how long she’s been out, but she finds herself waking up on his shoulder. She remembers leaning her head against the window…
“Where are we?” She rubs her eyes without thinking.
“Get out.” Han Qilu says something to the driver. As they get out, the driver keeps the car idling, waiting for them.
It is deep in the night, and she can easily tell this is a suburb. There are rugged houses, one after another.
The taxi has dropped them off at an intersection. She follows Han Qilu down an alley, and walks down the road. She regrets not changing into a better outfit. As the wind blows, she feels cold; her pores shrink. Fortunately, she warms up as she walks. Just before she wants to complain about not having the cab stop closer, Han Qilu stops. Not stopping in time, she slams against his back.
The pain! She reacts with a cry.
“We have to climb in.” He doesn’t pay attention to An Chuxia. Instead, he carefully gives the house a once-over.
Is this where they’re supposed to be?
Forgetting her pain, An Chuxia follows him into the house. This is a very inconspicuous house with three floors. It seems that it hasn’t been built for a long time, and the door frames are all brand new. However, this family has installed anti-theft devices on windows on every floor. There is no way for them to go through them!
Han Qilu makes the same assessment, so he turns to her and says, “Give me your hairclip.”
Since her hair has been in disarray, she’d clipped her hair with multiple hairclips. She doesn’t know how many clips Han Qilu needs, so she takes all of them down and hands them to him.
He takes the clips and walks to the door. She’s about to ask him why when she hears a click. Han Qilu needed the clip to pick the lock!
Han Qilu beckons to her despite her surprised gaze. “You’re guarding the door. If I don’t come back in half an hour, run to the taxi by yourself. Don’t worry about me.”
He is so serious with his instruction, she suddenly thinks this is a house of murder.
“No, I want to go in with you!” she says firmly.
“Listen,” he says, putting his hand on her shoulder. “I want to go in and find something, and I can leave as soon as I find it. I’m afraid of being discovered. If I’m caught alone I can run away, but if you are there, I have to take care of you. If both of us are caught, then our Hans face will be lost! So, after half an hour, if I haven’t come out, just go by yourself, and then go directly to Mingluo.”
An Chuxia’s anxiety increases. “Then, promise me you won’t get into trouble.”
“What’s the worst that can happen? I get caught and be humiliated at the police station. Don’t worry.” He pats her shoulder again and resolutely walks away.
She realizes this is an emergency rescue, not a romantic getaway which she thought it was going to be.
But she is satisfied: he asked her instead of Xiang Mankuai. This is proof that Qilu trusts her!
As soon as he enters the house, he conceals himself. He slinks in through the secret passage. He quickly goes up the the stairs with the aid of the moonlight.
Before coming to this house, he asked if there was a dog in the premises. As long as there isn’t one, he is confident that he can get in and out with the document in no time.
Relying on memory, Han Qilu reaches the study in the dark. The study is across from the occupied bedroom. He jiggles the doorknob, and realizes the door is locked!
As time moves, he needs to remain calm. Reaching down inside his pant pocket, he is grateful for An Chuxia’s hairclips. He pulls one out to put it in use.
Without any light, he has to rely on his skill to fumble and open the lock slowly. The process is taking longer than expected. He feels sweat rolling down his cheek. Drip. Drip.
Soon the door opens with a crisp sound, but his whole body is taut. The claustrophobic space he once occupied now feels bigger as the door opens. He doesn’t feel that the sound was loud at the gate just now, but he still holds his breath for a few seconds longer, waiting for a sound from the bedroom. Relieved, he slowly lets out a long breath.
He walks into the office and starts to search the study with the faint light of his mobile device.
The house they broke into is owned by a retired obstetrician.
Two bookshelves of the same size and style mirror themselves in the room. A desk sits past the shelves. Next to it are a few small boxes, making the passage rather narrow. It is impossible for people to walk side-by-side.
Han Qilu scans the books on the shelf, but all he sees are medical books. What he’s searching for are medical records.
These are files that are kept secretly. Since they’re archived, they are usually kept in brown paper bags. When he takes a gander, all he sees are books.
He looks at the time, and realizes he has ten minutes left. If An Chuxia leaves to find Xiao Mingluo, it’s going to be a busy day.
At that moment, his eyes fall on a box beside the desk. It looks small and ready for discard. He almost walked past it! He opens the lid, and finds a thick stack of files. He rifles through it quickly, but alas, none pertaining to Xiang Mankuai.
Did I miss it? He questions himself before going through the files again. This time, he is more careful, making sure the surnames are not fake.
Definitely, there’s no profile on Xiang Mankuai!
“Damn!” He internally curses. He paces back and forth in the study.
By coincidence, the pen on the edge of the desk falls. A “click” sound takes his attention to the lock on the desk.
The lock is quite old. Looking like a handbag lock, it’s rarely seen in the city. The lock is sturdy, and can only be picked by someone with experience.
He tries his best locksmith skills to pry the lock. Upon opening the drawer, he sees Xiang Mankuai’s file with the words “Top Secret” marked on the file.
He heaves a sigh of relief when he finds what he’s been looking for. He grabs the file before quickly re-locking the desk. He also moves the cardboard box to its original position. This way, the doctor won’t realize his place has been broken into for a while.
After leaving the study, he suddenly hears a dog barking. Then, the dogs around the neighborhood start barking, too.
Han Qilu internally groans, but as expected, there’s movement behind the bedroom door. If he goes down the steps, he would definitely be found because you can look down from the corridor on the second floor. But if he goes up the steps, he might be able to dodge him.
This building is actually not three-story. Strictly speaking, it should be three-and-a-half stories. There is also a platform for drying grain. Unfortunately, the window is still secured, so getting out of the balcony is not an option. He quickly runs up the steps, not expecting that people were sleeping on that floor! A little girl in pajamas comes out of the room. Her unkempt appearance shocks him. Obviously, his appearance also startles her. She screams at the top of her voice!
Without thinking, Han Qilu runs off the platform and down the railing. He doesn’t care about the security windows as he goes through them until he lands on the ground.
He was about to take off when he hears An Chuxia. “Please don’t come here… .”
Startled, he walks to the door silently. He thought An Chuxia is being detained by someone. He didn’t realize she is surrounded by growling dogs.
Han Qilu kicks a dog into the air. Frightened, the other dogs back away.
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