Chapter 291: Can I Trust You?

In addition to daily communications, Abdul Nak’s response also contained a sentence that Meng Fan didn’t understand. Meng 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 some kind of professional speak?”

Meng 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, Meng Fan thought for a moment. 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 some 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!”

Meng Fan suddenly remembered 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.

Meng Fan didn’t dare connect for too long in case he was discovered.

Meng 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, Meng Fan did not use this function often and did not think about it most of the time.

Especially in the airport. He could safely film with the invisible device, but he didn’t dare hack into the airport main frame or activities of that sort. Who knows how modern the airport mainframe 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 mainframe.

But Meng Fan was still ballsy enough to snatch some information from someone’s cell phone.

He copied an abundant amount of information, including contact information, text message history, and transaction history.

It was up to Meng Fan now to find evidence from the information he obtained.

Abdul Nak had very distinctive features. Hence, Meng Fan could confirm he wasn’t one of the Hijackers. But based on his position at the airport…

Weapons!

Meng 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, Meng 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 Meng Fan, there was no useful information, or if there was, he wasn’t able to pinpoint it specifically.

This made him uncomfortable!

Meng 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 memos and speech input. Meng 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 Meng Fan prepared to leave the cafe, he received a call from Minako Sakurai.

“Meng Fan-kun, are you free tonight?”

Meng Fan wanted to reject her offer, but remembered that Meng Caitang wouldn’t be home until later that night; he agreed. Maybe he could get some 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 meet Meng Fan at a Chinese restaurant near the National University. Meng 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 Meng Fan a menu to see if he wanted to add anything.

“This is more than enough, and it’s all my favorite dishes, too.” Meng Fan had seriously analyzed the menu 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 Meng Fan if he would try her cooking sometime in Japan.

The two shared an enjoyable meal together and talked a lot.

Minako Sakurai said she liked to watch Meng Fan and his chubby self, exclaiming that men like him were very handsome.

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 Meng Fan longingly. If they could share banter over some wine, the atmosphere would be great.

Meng 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 seemed 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. Meng Fan was afraid to prolong this atmosphere and felt that Abdul Nak’s statement 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 Meng Fan meant. Could it be Meng Fan-kun’s unique way of confessing to her?

Meng Fan played it again.

She continued to shake her head. “It sounds very jumbled.” Then she looked at Meng Fan curiously. “Meng Fan-kun, what are you trying to express? Or do you want to know something?”

Meng Fan thought for a second and decided to take a gamble. “Is there any alternative meaning or slang to this sentence? Or another way to interpret it? Listen to it closely again. Does it have anything to do with commercial flight terms?”

Minako Sakurai heard this and felt even stranger. She realized that Meng Fan-kun wasn’t trying to convey anything to her.

After requesting to listen to it several more times, Minako Sakurai scrunched her brows. “Meng Fan-kun, if I’m not mistaken, this must be an item number related to the cargo compartment of a flight!”

“That must be it!”

Meng Fan clenched his fists. Based on the conversations between these two, he could deduce where the weapon that killed him had come from. He could confirm that the item he was referring to in this article was the weapon!

That means Abdul Nak was the weapon provider, the “logistics” person of this hijacking.

Minako Sakurai suddenly felt alarmed. “Meng Fan-kun, why are you asking me this?”

If Minako Sakurai didn’t find anything special from this sentence and asked him, Meng Fan would have used his excitement for flying, or something that a friend mentioned as an excuse.

But they were too far from that now!

No excuse would get him past this!

At this point…

Thinking about it, Meng Fan really needed her help as well.

He went silent.

If he had Minako Sakurai’s help… An excellent plan instantly formed in Meng 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 extreme 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?”

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