Chapter 277 — Not Dead After All
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Before long, the coordinates of Wei Zhao's phone signal were fed back to Qiu Lingshan. She entered them into the speedboat's GPS and found, with some surprise and some sense that it was only to be expected, that Wei Zhao's coordinates were on a stretch of coastline two kilometers behind her!
Wei Zhao really was on the coastline; Yang Huaijun had called it exactly right! Qiu Lingshan finally understood what Yang Huaijun had meant, because he had known all along that Wei Zhao would not die and would certainly swim to shore.
Qiu Lingshan frowned slightly. It seemed this kid Wei Zhao really did have some ability. Reluctant as she was to admit it, she had no choice. Wei Zhao, it seemed, was a cut above her—just a tiny bit! Of course, when it came to fighting skill, Qiu Lingshan would never concede defeat.
Having gotten Wei Zhao's coordinates, Qiu Lingshan could hardly wait to call him back. She wanted to confirm whether Shen Yushu was all right.
But after two rings, Wei Zhao's phone was inexplicably hung up. When Qiu Lingshan called again, the line informed her that the phone was switched off.
Qiu Lingshan was somewhat exasperated and more than a little annoyed. So he just wasn't answering his phone now? Still, she knew it might simply be that Wei Zhao's battery had died; otherwise he would never have called her in such a frantic rush, only to blurt out one muddled sentence and hang up. He was out of danger now, so he ought to have time to talk.
Qiu Lingshan's guess was close to the mark, though the phone had not run out of power; it was thoroughly broken. Wei Zhao had just been about to answer when he found the phone frozen, and it would not even power off. He could only pull the battery, and when he put it back in, the phone would no longer turn on.
He wondered whether that tigress Qiu Lingshan had thought to trace his location. Wei Zhao shook his head with a bitter smile, hoping the tigress had at least a little sense in her head.
The reason Wei Zhao had not called Uncle Qing but had gone straight to Yang Huaijun and Qiu Lingshan was that he feared his phone would not hold out much longer before dying. If he called Uncle Qing, Uncle Qing would then have to contact someone at the police station before they could lock onto the phone signal, and by the time it went all the way around, Wei Zhao could not be sure his phone would last that long. Better, then, to simply call Qiu Lingshan directly, which was a bit more straightforward.
When Wei Zhao saw a motorboat approaching from not far off, he knew Qiu Lingshan was not so reckless after all.
"Xiaoshu, someone's come to fetch us. We can go home now," Wei Zhao called out to Shen Yushu, who was playing in the sand.
In truth, Wei Zhao had not been worried in the least. Even if the phone was broken, it only meant they would be found a little later. Once Yang Huaijun learned that he and Shen Yushu had fallen into the sea together, he would surely conclude that Wei Zhao was not dead.
"Oh, Arrow Brand, it took me so long to build a castle out of sand!" Shen Yushu seemed a little reluctant to leave it.
"Ha, then in a moment I'll take a picture of it with someone else's phone, to keep as a memento for you," Wei Zhao said with a smile.
"All right." Shen Yushu stood up and patted the sand from her clothes. The weather was hot, and the clothes soaked by seawater had long since dried, though they had a sticky feeling that was rather uncomfortable.