"Don't worry, on our side, we have two top-tier experts. If you wish, we can even go down there now and eliminate those three to alleviate your concerns," I said.
"No, no, that would be more troublesome! My father is in Long Yue's hands!" Bai Yujin blurted out the leader of her organization, who turned out to be someone from the Mohe people as well.
I glanced at Chen Ke, who chuckled, "A colleague."
"Hmm?" Bai Yujin turned to look at Chen Ke.
Chen Ke didn't hide anything and admitted her original identity, extending a hand, "Welcome you to abandon darkness and embrace light!"
"You two stop catching up; focus on rescuing your dad first. Where is he being held?" I asked. I had taken the initiative to bring this up, so I had to see it through.
"Uh... I don't know. I only know my father is in Long Yue's hands."
"Where is Long Yue now?" I rephrased the question.
"Jinling."
"Is it possible that Long Yue went to Jinling, but your father is being held in the northeast?" Chen Ke inquired.
"No, my father is also considered... considered an expert. She was acting alongside Long Yue," Bai Yujin stated.
"Oh? Is your father a Purple Qi human?" I asked.
Bai Yujin nodded, "Yes."
Then I understood. Long Yue was always accompanied by a large group of Purple Qi humans. In fact, before Long Yue personally emerged, the previous raid on Whale God at Changbai Mountain was led by that group of humans.
"So, shall we make another trip to Jinling?" I asked, smiling at Da Ji and Yao Yao. They had both been there once already.
"I think we should clarify things first before acting rashly," Yao Yao said. "What if Long Yue doesn't do anything to her father?"
I looked at Bai Yujin. She bit her lip and lowered her head, saying, "Before we departed, Leader Long Yue called me and said that if I were captured and my identity exposed, she would execute my father."
"This matter," Da Ji said, walking over with a cigarette in her mouth, "is best handled with deliberation, not haste."
"What do you think?" I asked.
"Her identity hasn't been fully exposed yet, has it?" Da Ji said. "Could we assume... Oh right, what's your name again?"
"Bai Majia."
Damn it, she was actually named "Bai Majia." What a coincidence! Or was it because she was named that, she liked to wear white vests?
It didn't matter.
"Jia Jia, if you were to feign death by poisoning yourself, what evidence would they have to prove you weren't dead?" Da Ji asked.
Bai Majia pointed to the trash can, "That small capsule. It should contain a chip. When exposed to stomach acid, it would corrode and become inoperable, implying the person had swallowed the poison."
"That's easy," I said, looking at Bing Bing. "Go to the kitchen downstairs and get some vinegar."
"It won't work," Bai Majia said. "Vinegar isn't acidic enough to dissolve the chip."
I was slightly surprised. Was stomach acid more acidic than vinegar?
Bing Bing checked on her phone. It was indeed true. Stomach acid has a pH of 0.9-1.8, while table vinegar is typically around 2-3, a significant difference.
"It's alright, I'll find a chemical supply store and mix an acid with a pH similar to stomach acid," Bing Bing said.
"Be careful," I said.
To be on the safe side, I retrieved the small capsule from the trash can, carefully wrapped it in a towel, and placed it on the balcony to sunbathe, maintaining its temperature. I continued to observe the three people in the park; they were still searching for Bai Majia.
"By the way, where's your phone?" I asked.
"I don't know. Maybe I dropped it somewhere?" Bai Majia said.
It was in the distance from the park entrance to the hotel. I sent Chen Ke out again, asking her to change her appearance and look for the phone.
Chen Ke returned first, saying she hadn't found it and it might have been picked up by someone. This was of no consequence. If the person was dead, losing their phone was normal. As the saying goes, a dead person can't testify.
About twenty minutes later, Bing Bing returned with a narrow-mouthed small beaker containing half a cup of a transparent solution. She said it was mixed with hydrochloric acid, with a pH of 1.4, which should be very close to stomach acid.
I handed the small capsule to Bai Majia. She gently opened it, and a liquid immediately flowed out. I didn't know if it was cyanide. At the same time, a small object fell into the beaker, flashing a red light. Soon, the beaker began to bubble. The red light on the small object grew weaker and weaker, eventually turning blue. The blue light flickered for a while before disappearing. The small object's color also turned dark, like burnt charcoal.
"This should be enough, right?" I asked. "Should we continue to play along and let it go through the entire digestive tract?"