So, the next morning.
A phone call woke Zhang Feng up.
Zhang Feng picked up the phone from the bedside table and answered it. Boss He’s voice came from the other side, "Zhang bro, are you up?"
"This call made me get up even if I wasn’t," Zhang Feng sat up, "What’s the matter, speak."
"Well..." Boss He was vague.
"If you have something to say, just say it," Zhang Feng said directly, "You’ve helped me before, and even gifted me books, so don’t be ambiguous. Just say what you need to say; I don’t have morning temper, that’s just how I talk."
"Okay!" Boss He said sincerely, "My sister, my own sister, the receptionist at my company, you know her, right?"
"I know." Zhang Feng knew the girl; she had a pretty smile, "What’s up?"
"It’s haha." Boss He chuckled, "She wants to invite you for a meal on Sunday, and then maybe go for a stroll?
Come on, take a look?"
"Then you keep being vague," Zhang Feng interrupted, lying back in bed, "I’m busy, hanging up."
Zhang Feng planned to catch up on sleep.
But just after he hung up, Captain Wang called in.
Zhang Feng answered, "What’s up?"
"Did Boss He talk to you?" Captain Wang was out gathering information.
"He did, not interested." Zhang Feng sat up again, "Are you people so bored? Stop coming up with ideas; the case isn’t even finished yet, no time for this."
"But we’re at a deadlock now." Captain Wang replied, "Besides, you can’t be working non-stop.
I heard yesterday you checked several night spots, didn’t get home until after three."
"You know I didn’t sleep till three, and you call early?" Zhang Feng couldn’t fathom his thinking, "Captain Wang, wasn’t it you who had me work non-stop? Otherwise, I’d still be playing chess with Zhou Gong."
"Haha..." Captain Wang tried to cover up his embarrassment, and then said, "Old Zhang, give yourself a break. Don’t stay too tense.
Oh, and recently an expert from the province arrived, for psychological counseling. Old Zhang, find some time, alright?"
Captain Wang was worried about Zhang Feng, feeling his mental state was a bit off, some kind of ’extreme paranoia.’
So, he cared, wanted Zhang Feng to see a shrink.
"Stop with the nonsense, hurry up and investigate." Zhang Feng heard Captain Wang getting more and more outrageous, and hung up first.
Don’t I know myself if I have issues?
It’s just my execution skills are so high, people think I’m not normal.
Two days later, still no sign of the mental expert.
But there was a murder in Hang City, a charred wooden sword in the crime.
’Is this damn thing a fire sword? At most, it’s a burnt stick.’
Upon hearing the news, Zhang Feng, along with Captain Wang and others, rushed to Hang City, seven hundred miles away.
The woods lit by the large lights, the deceased was a wanted human trafficker.
Well, this death is good.
After on-site identification, runes and scent examination pointed to a guest among the suspects.
"President Zhang, combine the cases?"
The responsible person at the scene looked towards Zhang Feng beside the body.
Captain Wang felt relieved seeing the trafficker, thinking this way of death was too easy for him.
Captain Wang had been kidnapped as a child, which drove him to become a cop.
"President Zhang, what do you say?" Captain Wang asked Zhang Feng, addressing him as President Zhang while out.
"Hmm, yes, combine the cases, and your city should integrate as well." Zhang Feng instructed the responsible person, "We’ll share previous experiences and information."
As Zhang Feng spoke, he glanced at Captain Wang, "Wang Guoqin, Captain Wang, he’s in charge of this."
That said, when the two began exchanging information.
Zhang Feng glanced at a talisman not far from the corpse, the old master left another note.
"You guys prepare and organize first."
Zhang Feng scanned a few times, memorized the info, and told everyone:
"I’m going to wander other places, clear my mind, don’t follow me."
"Yes!" Captain Wang and the officers responded, continuing the scene investigation.
Zhang Feng based on the info on the talisman, walked out of the woods, then headed to a nearby lakeside three miles away.
This area was already close to the city outskirts, with the distant street and bridge bustling with people and vehicles.
Continuing forward, he arrived at the intersection of the lake and forest.
Near the lake, stood a slightly overweight man, a businessman.
He had a broad build, footsteps neither too aligned nor misaligned, yet carried a readiness in his step.
Zhang Feng glanced over, recognizing this readiness was prepared to ’escape’ at any moment.
"Hello, President Zhang."
The businessman saw Zhang Feng approaching and respectfully clasped his fist towards Zhang Feng, while discreetly stepping back.
"Good leg skills." Zhang Feng said while walking, "Better than the East Thief King I once met."
"Dong Qing?" The businessman first asked, then suddenly remembered something, "I heard a few months ago, you, President Zhang, disabled the arm of the East Thief King."
He spoke while stepping back,
"That brilliant skill of his, all wasted by you, President Zhang. Such a pity, but it deserved to be destroyed."
"Hmm." Zhang Feng nodded slightly, stopped five meters away, and asked:
"I thought it would be another guest leaving a note, so why are you here?"
As Zhang Feng spoke, he glanced around the forest nearby,
"If anyone had to come, it should have been the guest, right?
You and I have no dealings."
The businessman clasped his hands and said with a smile, "My old man is already over one hundred and ten this year, understood internal organ training when he was just over a hundred.
I’m sorry to say, although my old man still has some moves to handle some small-time thieves.
But frankly, he can’t even beat me.
With such an aged and weakened body, to meet you, a grandmaster in your prime."
"If you were to harbor murderous intent, then my old man and I would both meet our end here by the lake today.
Better I stay here by myself; if death comes, it’s just me. But I’ve conveyed my old man’s words, accomplished my task."