CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 68: MAJOR INTELLIGENCE (5.6K)_3

When they turned to the back, there were people there, and the door was also open.

Zhang Feng looked at the security at the door, then tried to walk inside.

The security stopped him: "Do you have an invitation?"

"No," Zhang Feng replied, "but Boss He, He Changyong, introduced me."

"President He, huh?" The two of them knew President He.

And they had received benefits from Boss He.

Because President He was a generous man who loved to make friends.

"President He is very close with us!" At this moment, one of the security guards smiled and said to Zhang Feng, "Even though we officially open tomorrow, if you want to look around inside, feel free, just don’t head towards the villa."

"Right," the other security said, "wandering outside is fine, and even being seen by others inside is not an issue, but the owner is resting, so try not to make too much noise in the courtyard."

"Okay." Zhang Feng nodded and decided to go in first.

After bidding farewell to the security guards.

Zhang Feng started walking around the courtyard.

As he circled around, he reached the southwest side of the villa.

There was a floor-to-ceiling window on the two-story villa.

At this moment, Zhang Feng was behind a big tree in the courtyard. Stepping lightly on the tree, he rose half a meter, observing towards that side, and saw people inside the dojo on the second floor, and that old scholar was there too.

He was currently sipping tea in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with three others, seemingly disciples, accompanying him.

But these three disciples were quite robust. They looked more like bodyguards than disciples.

’Selling fake books and hiring bodyguards is no big deal.’ Zhang Feng looked that way, then pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Meanwhile, the old scholar picked up his phone from the tea table, looked at it, and then put it down.

He glanced around.

The old scholar also saw a stranger climbing a tree in his yard,

"Who is that person?"

He was immediately displeased, "Go and get him out."

He instructed one of his disciples behind him to go out to the courtyard and drive the person away.

Zhang Feng saw the old scholar looking over, nodded slightly at him, and then walked directly towards the villa.

As long as the person is present and the location is confirmed, it’s best to visit directly.

With a scammer, there’s no need for excessive courtesy.

Thud—

Entering the villa.

Zhang Feng took a quick look around and headed toward the staircase in front of him.

Just as he stepped onto the stairs.

A sturdy disciple rounded the corner from above.

"Who the hell let you in?" The brawny guy was blunt and knew that Zhang Feng, who barged in like this, was definitely not following the formal route.

Zhang Feng ignored him and kept climbing the stairs, "I’m here to investigate a case. Please step aside."

"Do you have an ID?" The brawny guy seemed experienced, not intimidated by Zhang Feng, "No ID, no procedures, go back. Our owner is resting!

While our owner’s in a good mood, better scram!"

"I also spent half a day on the train, spent half a day talking to people." Zhang Feng continued upward, "So I’m in no mood, don’t stop me."

"What?" The brawny guy sneered, raising his palm to strike Zhang Feng, "You’re acting like you’re..."

Bang!

Zhang Feng struck first, elbowing his chest, lifting his 1.8-meter frame slightly off the ground, sending him crashing into the wall behind him.

"You..." He slid down against the wall, sitting helplessly on the ground, unable to complete a sentence from the blow by Zhang Feng.

"Stay if you don’t want to die." Zhang Feng walked past him, looking at the two brawny guys coming down the stairs behind him.

They had already started heading this way a few seconds after hearing the commotion.

This time, Zhang Feng said nothing, instead stepping up the stairs, spreading his arms like a giant eagle, pushing the two men by the chest as they flew forward.

Simultaneously, the two men, weighing over a hundred and seventy pounds each, were lifted off their feet, completely carried by Zhang Feng’s power.

Whoosh—

Zhang Feng took steps of three meters each, covering more than twenty meters in six steps, arriving five meters in front of the old scholar within the main area of the dojo.

Reaching this spot, Zhang Feng suddenly halted his steps.

The forward momentum sent the two brawny guys flying another two to three meters, rolling to the old scholar’s feet.

"You, you, you..." The old scholar widened his eyes, pointing at the demon-like Zhang Feng, struggling to suppress his inner fear.

Zhang Feng shook his hands, calmly speaking to him, "I’ll just ask you a few things. Once you answer, I’ll leave."

"You... you speak..." The old scholar’s legs were trembling, and the teacup in his hand shook violently, spilling warm tea over his white robe, unnoticed by him.

"He’s definitely a Grandmaster..." The two brawny guys on the ground clawed at the floor, pushing themselves far back.

As for the guy at the stairway, he dared not approach; instead, after regaining a bit more breath, he fled the household in a hurry, rolling and crawling.

Meanwhile, inside the dojo.

Zhang Feng ignored their fearful expressions, pulling out a portrait of a businessman, and asked the old scholar, "Do you recognize this person?"

"..." The old scholar shook his head, but seeing the fear in Zhang Feng’s eyes filled with Evil Qi, he nodded, "I know... I know..."

’He actually knows?’ Zhang Feng initially thought of hitting randomly like swinging a stick blindly.

Now, upon hearing the old scholar’s affirmative answer, Zhang Feng didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt a sense of clarity, like seeing sunlight after a drizzly day.

After months of investigation, finally a breakthrough appeared.

Amidst the mingled feelings of restraint and comfort, Zhang Feng asked, "Then do you know where this person is and who he works for?"

"Old Taoist?" The old scholar was shocked by the question and asked back, "You also know the VIP?"

"VIP?" At this moment, Zhang Feng wasn’t comfortable but suddenly transformed like a wild beast in the forest, leaping five meters, with sharp eyes fixed on the old scholar,

"Speak! Do you have any connections with the VIP?"

"I..." The old scholar was so frightened by Zhang Feng’s ferocity that his mind went blank, unable to speak.

After several seconds, he slowly came back to his senses, saying whatever he could, "It’s all... he contacted me..."

"When was the last time he contacted you?" Seeing the old scholar tremble from fear, Zhang Feng calmed himself and asked peacefully, "When did you first meet?"

"Met... probably... around twenty years ago, I think..." The old scholar dared not hide anything, "I met him at a broken temple; he’s not human... just like you, he can shrink great distances to mere inches... but he can’t push people as far as you... not possible to step five or six meters at once..."

After saying this, he fearfully pleaded, "His last... most recent contact was half a year ago, asking me to buy some incense for him...

After that, there was no contact... I know nothing else... can you let me go..."

"Do you know what he looks like?" Zhang Feng stared at him, "Can you go to the bureau with me and make a composite sketch?"

He nodded, "Yes, he’s easy to remember..."

...

Leaving the dojo.

Zhang Feng took the old scholar to the train station.

Bought tickets and traveled overnight.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Zhang Feng brought him back to the provincial department in the province where Jun Mountain is located, requested a familiar expert from the provincial department to preside over creating the composite sketch of the VIP and submitted the report.

By the afternoon, the provincial department held a meeting.

Upon discussion, that evening.

Case 803, officially named ’Southeast Cross-Provincial Serial Murder Case,’ was reopened due to the discovery of significant intelligence.

The 8.03 special task force was established again.

Three cities were to investigate, and several key figures from the three provinces were drawn.

This time, Zhang Feng was exceptionally recruited, joining the criminal investigation team of Jun Mountain City as a case consultant and martial arts instructor for the entire province’s criminal investigation unit.

He was appointed as the leader of the 8.03 special task force.

...

The next evening.

In a large private room of a mid-range restaurant in Jun Mountain City.

Captain Wang and others raised their cups to Zhang Feng, substituting tea for wine.

Zhang Feng toasted back,

"The 8.03 case is restarted, comrades gathered, I, Zhang Feng, promised and delivered.

So, brothers, shall we keep going?"

They smiled and raised their cups, "President Zhang! Let’s do it!"