Secret Buyer-Chapter 70: Prison Records, Homecoming Imminent
"My head... it hurts."
Lin Dongxi struggled to prop herself up from the hospital bed, her face pale and weary as she asked:
"What happened?"
"You were attacked, your cervical vertebrae broken, and a large amount of blood-suppressing toxin was injected."
Chen Yuque wiped Lin Dongxi’s face:
"Fortunately, it seems the attacker didn’t intend to kill."
"I remember now."
In the ward, the Little Child exhaled a breath of turbid air and pulled out the tubes attached to her:
"It was unidentified individuals from out of town, hiding in a container."
"Hmm." Chen Yuque nodded: "The attack was aimed at our Hongji, just like what happened to Junior Brother. The investigation is still ongoing, but there are no leads."
Lin Dongxi tiredly rubbed her brow,
she had a congenital developmental halt, both her appearance and height remained at the level of a seven or eight-year-old,
although she had Second Refinement cultivation, the innate disadvantage was there, with residual traces of blood-suppressing toxin in her body.
Lin Dongxi said bitterly:
"I’m going to suggest to Master that we conduct a massive cleanup of Jiangzhou City!"
In a typical small city, the top experts are usually at the level of a Martial Arts Master, and it’s rare to have more than two Grandmasters as in Jiangzhou City.
But even so, Hong Tianbao still held almost absolute dominance over Jiangzhou.
Conducting a thorough sweep across the city wouldn’t be difficult.
"Master went to see an old friend and will return at the end of the month. By then, I’ll talk to him about it."
Chen Yuque calmly said:
"Whether it’s Chai Gate or foreign forces, they will pay the price..."
The sentence was left unfinished.
"It’s Junior Brother."
An abrupt voice suddenly arose.
Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi turned their eyes:
"Senior Brother?"
The seemingly honest and straightforward young man had entered the ward at some point, his left arm wrapped in thick bandages.
He calmly said:
"Over the past week or so, I’ve used the power of the hotel to conduct a secret investigation and indeed found something; the problem lies with Junior Brother."
"Little pervert?" Lin Dongxi blurted out: "How can that be?"
Chen Yuque also frowned slightly, clearly a bit unconvinced:
"I’ve investigated Junior Brother’s background, and there’s nothing wrong, it’s completely clean..."
"Really?"
The honest-looking young man calmly interrupted:
"What you’re saying is that a youth who practiced the Contemplation Technique and Breathing Technique diligently for three years without any success, someone who barely reached Entry Level for the Basic Contemplation Technique in the high school test, someone with ordinary or even dim-witted aptitude."
"Came to our Hongji and suddenly underwent a drastic change, not only erasing all traces of cultivation but his aptitude also became astonishingly ridiculous and incredible?"
Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi exchanged glances.
Niu Dali threw a file over, saying coldly:
"I also discovered Zhang Fusheng’s secret accounts, with large transfers linked to Chai Gate."
"One of these transfers happened just before Third Junior Sister was attacked."
"Additionally, there’s information from Dragon Boat City, the Green Gang over there supplying Peace Hotel with a massive amount of low-cost Star Beast meat unconditionally. When I sent someone to inquire with Mr. Du of the Green Gang, the answer received was that it was a gift for Zhang Fusheng."
Files were tossed onto the chair.
Niu Dali exhaled:
"At that time, Junior Brother had no background whatsoever, so how did he know Mr. Du? And the attempt to hack into Peace Hotel to steal information... was instigated by Junior Brother."
"Moreover, I found even more intriguing things, Zhang Wentao, our dear Junior Brother’s father, an ordinary underground doctor, actually has ties with the Investigation Bureau."
The final document was placed down with a slap,
sending the ward into dead silence.
For a long time.
"Does Master know?" Chen Yuque asked solemnly.
"We can’t reach him at the moment; Master must have entered some mid-sized or large city where communication and internet are isolated."
Niu Dali lowered his eyelids:
"Junior Brother should be returning soon... He definitely has issues, but how big those issues are still needs to be observed, we’ll observe together."
"If the evidence is conclusive in the end, I, as the senior disciple, will personally set things right, and you all will bear witness."
......
"Fearless Lion meat... no wonder it’s so expensive."
Zhang Fusheng’s fingertips brushed his skin, feeling a... metallic sensation.
He stretched his body, and as the blood and bones vibrated, a faint golden sheen appeared on his skin!
What is this?
The Golden Bell Shield?
Or perhaps the embryonic form of the Buddhist family’s pursuit of the Golden Body?
A mere thumbnail-sized piece of Fearless Lion meat, barely a gram, but it toughened his entire skin by at least thirty percent!
"Now even if it’s a high-intensity martial artist bullet, it can’t pierce my skin unless it’s a cannon shot?"
"Fearless Lion meat..."
Zhang Fusheng quietly pondered, what exactly is Star Beast meat?
Why does it contain a special substance that can ’accelerate the cooling’ of the Contract?
It seems that this special substance also changes according to the type of Star Beast meat.
The One-Horned Giant Rhinoceros aside, the Fearless Lion already sounds quite mystical.
He redialed the missed calls one by one on his phone.
His dad’s side was still usual, after a long explanation he finally put his worries to rest,
hearing that he was going back to Jiangzhou, he was repeatedly urged to contact Uncle Yu once he arrived.
Chen Nuanyu and Zhang Xiaoxi had nothing particular,
the former mentioned gathering the over twenty million needed to repay, the latter invited Zhang Fusheng to stroll around Dragon Boat City together, which he naturally declined.
"Sister Xixi, I really need to head back, how about we have fun once you officially join that Source Point Research Institute?"
"By the way, I do have one thing to ask of you."
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Xiaoxi’s lively voice came:
"Go ahead! Is it to blow up the Public Security Bureau or hack the Federation data center?"
Zhang Fusheng rubbed his forehead:
"No, I want you to help me hack into Jiangzhou City’s prison system and get detailed information on the inmates."
"Huh? No, are you serious? What are you planning, a jailbreak?"
"Just tell me if you’ll help or not!"
"Help, help, help, who can say no when I’m your dear sister? Hold on!"
After hanging up, within two minutes, seven or eight documents had already been sent to Zhang Fusheng’s phone,
along with a short message from Sister Xixi.
’Burn after reading! If caught, don’t rat me out [knife][knife]’
Zhang Fusheng: 111
Clicking open the documents and seeing the dense and thorough information, a smile spread across Zhang Fusheng’s face.
"Such efficiency..."
......
Afternoon.
Still train number cc1000, departing from Dragon Boat City straight to Jiangzhou City.
"You look very pale." Chen Nuanyu gently spoke.
"Hmm."
Zhang Fusheng, already appearing frail and bookish, now looked even more wan; leaning against a pillar, he seemed ready to faint at any moment.
There were already several bystanders asking if he needed help calling for emergency services; he didn’t want Sister Xixi to worry,
so he didn’t let her see him off.
Standing in a blind spot of the surveillance, Zhang Fusheng feebly spoke:
"How did you gather these two to three million?"
"Mr. Du from the Green Gang gave it."
The girl, looking even more refreshing and with skin smooth as silk, softly replied:
"The condition was to regularly report your whereabouts to him."
Zhang Fusheng was momentarily stunned:
"Huh? You’re quite honest."
Chen Nuanyu calmly said:
"I’ve already transferred the funds to the Money Shop account, debt cleared... I’m very grateful you helped defer the matter."
She seriously thought for a moment:
"In the future, if you encounter trouble, I’ll help."
Zhang Fusheng chuckled, habitually reaching out to pinch the girl’s cheek; she frowned but didn’t resist.
He realized that this girl was no longer in debt,
but he didn’t hurry to release his grip, continuing to play with the tender cheeks, the pressure gradually increasing.
Looking at the girl’s face, both resisting and appearing somewhat ’enjoying,’ he curiously asked:
"Do you perhaps have some strange quirky preference?"
Chen Nuanyu’s eyes turned cold, slapping away Zhang Fusheng’s hand, carefully controlling her strength — now at Eight Refinements, far beyond the past.
The train soon arrived at the station.
The bustling and noisy crowd surged; though seats were assigned, everyone was still jostling to get off first.
Hearing the annoying clamor, the extremely weak Zhang Fusheng frowned.
Suddenly, he had an impulse to crush this noisy crowd into pulp.
This urge was hard to suppress, nearly ready to be acted upon immediately.
"Let’s get on."
Zhang Fusheng spoke in a low tone, and Lu Mingzhu, with only six fingers, quietly followed with her luggage, as did Chen Nuanyu.
After the three left,
a solo passenger from the train abruptly paused, as if entranced, walked to the pillar where Zhang Fusheng leaned, and rigidly rummaged in a nearby trash bin, retrieving a black plastic bag.
Opening it, inside were two white letters, both sealed with the words High Heaven.
