Prison Files, Homecoming Imminent

My head hurts so much.

Lin Dongxi struggled to sit up in bed, his face pale, and asked wearily:

What happened?

"You were attacked, your cervical spine is broken, and you were injected with a large amount of hemostatic toxin."

Chen Yuque wiped Lin Dongxi's face:

Fortunately, the other party doesn't seem to intend to kill.

"I remember now."

In the ward, the Little Bean exhaled a sigh of relief and pulled out the tubes inserted into his body:

"They are unidentified individuals who came from out of town and are hiding inside the shipping container."

"Hmm." Chen Yuque nodded. "The attack targeting our Hong's is similar to what Junior Disciple Brother encountered. It's still under investigation, but we haven't found any leads yet."

Lin Dongxi rubbed his temples wearily.

She was born with developmental delays; both her appearance and height remained that of a seven or eight-year-old.

Although he had the cultivation level of the Second Refinement, his innate disadvantages were still there, and there was still a trace amount of blood-suppressing toxin remaining in his body.

Lin Dongxi said resentfully:

"I'm going to suggest to my master that we conduct a major investigation in Jiangzhou City!"

In a normal small city, the strongest people are only at the level of Martial Arts Masters. It is very rare to find Jiangzhou City with more than two grandmasters.

Even so, Hong Tianbao still possessed near-absolute dominance over Jiangzhou.

Conducting a city-wide investigation and cleanup is not difficult.

"Master went to see an old friend and won't be back until the end of the month. I'll tell him then."

Chen Yuque said calmly:

"Whether it's Chaimen or an outsider, they will all pay the price."

He hadn't finished speaking.

"It's my Junior Disciple Brother."

A sudden voice rang out.

Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi glanced sideways:

"Eldest Senior Brother?"

The seemingly honest and simple-minded boy entered the ward at some point, his left arm wrapped in a thick bandage.

He said calmly:

"Over the past week or so, I mobilized the hotel's resources to conduct a secret investigation, and we actually uncovered some things. The problem lies with my Junior Disciple Brother."

"Little Pervert?" Lin Dongxi said subconsciously, "How could that be?"

Chen Yuque also frowned slightly, clearly somewhat disbelieving:

"I investigated my Junior Disciple Brother's background, and there are no problems whatsoever; he's completely innocent."

"Really?"

The honest-looking boy calmly interrupted:

"You mean, a boy who practiced Visualization Method and Breathing Technique diligently for three years but achieved nothing, and a boy who clearly grasped the basics of Visualization Method in his senior year exams, a boy of average or even dull talent?"

"After coming to our Hong's, a complete upheaval occurred. Not only did the traces of their Visualization Method disappear, but their aptitude also became extremely outrageous and unbelievable?"

Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi looked at each other in bewilderment.

Niu Dali tossed over a document and said coldly:

"I also found Zhang Fusheng's secret account, which contains several large transfers, all of which are related to the Chaimen."

"One of these incidents occurred just before the attack on my third junior sister."

"And this, according to reports from Longzhou City, the Green Gang there is unconditionally supplying Ping'an Hotel with large quantities of low-priced Star Beast Meat. I sent someone to inquire with Mr. Du of the Green Gang, and the reply was that it was a gift for Zhang Fusheng."

Documents were tossed onto the chair.

Niu Dali exhaled a breath of stale air:

"At that time, how did this Junior Disciple Brother, who had no background, come to know Mr. Du? And the Ping'an Hotel was subjected to a cyberattack aimed at stealing data, and it was this Junior Disciple Brother launched the attack."

"Furthermore, I discovered something even more interesting. Zhang Wentao, the father of our dear Junior Disciple Brother, an ordinary underground doctor, actually has a background with the Investigation Bureau."

Take a picture of the last document.

The ward fell into a deathly silence.

For a long time.

"Does Master know?" Chen Yuque asked in a low voice.

"We can't contact him for now. Master should have entered some medium or Large City, where there's communication and network isolation."

Niu Dali lowered her eyelids:

"Junior Disciple Brother should be back soon. There must be something wrong with him, but we need to observe him to see how serious it is. Let's observe him together."

"If the evidence is conclusive in the end, then I, as the Eldest Senior Brother, will personally Clearing the Sect, and you will be the witnesses."

"No wonder the meat of the Brave Lion is so expensive."

Zhang Fusheng felt a metallic sensation as his fingertips traced his skin.

As he stretched his body and invigorated his Qi and Blood and blood, a faint golden halo even appeared on his skin!

What's this?

Golden Bell Shield?

Or is it the prototype of the "golden body" pursued by Buddhism?

A tiny piece of Brave Lion meat, no bigger than a fingernail and weighing no more than a gram, made the skin all over the body at least 30% tougher!

"Even high-intensity anti-martial bullets can't penetrate my skin now, unless you use a sniper rifle?"

"Brave Lion Meat"

Zhang Fusheng pondered silently, "What exactly is Star Beast Meat?"

Why does it contain a special substance that can accelerate the cooling of the Contract Book?

It appears that this special substance varies depending on the type of Star Beast Meat.

Giant Rhinoceros is one thing, but Brave Lion sounds a bit mystical.

Call back the missed calls in order on your mobile phone.

My dad acted as usual, and it took a long time of explanation to put the other party at ease.

Upon hearing that he was to return to Jiangzhou, he repeatedly urged him to contact his Uncle Yu once he arrived.

Chen Nuanyu and Zhang Xiaoxi were nothing special.

The former claimed to have raised the more than 20 million yuan to repay the debt, while the latter invited Zhang Fusheng to stroll around Longzhou City together, which he naturally declined.

"Sister Xixi, I really have to go back now. Let's have some fun again after you actually get into that Source Origin Research Institute, okay?"

"Oh, right, there is something I really need to ask you."

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Xiaoxi's usual lively voice came through:

"Tell me! Are you going to bomb the Public Security Bureau or hack the Federation data center?"

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his forehead:

"No, I need your help to hack into Jiangzhou City's prison system and retrieve detailed prisoner information for me."

"Huh? No, you're serious? What are you going to do, break me out of prison?"

"Just tell me, are you going to help or not!"

"Help, help, help! Who told me to be your dear older sister? Just you wait!"

Within two minutes of hanging up the phone, seven or eight documents had been sent to Zhang Fusheng's mobile phone.

Below is a text message from Sister Xixi.

"Read and burn immediately! If you get caught, don't betray me! [cleaver][cleaver]"

Zhang Fusheng: 111

Opening the document and looking at the densely packed and incredibly detailed information, Zhang Fusheng's face broke into a smile.

"That's really efficient."

Afternoon.

It's still Train CC1000, departing from Longzhou City and heading directly to Jiangzhou City.

"You look very pale," Chen Nuanyu said softly.

"Um."

Zhang Fusheng, who already had a frail appearance, looked listless at this moment, and even as he leaned against a pillar, he looked as if he might faint at any moment.

Several passersby have already come to ask if I need help calling an ambulance, because I'm worried that Sister Xixi might be concerned in this state.

Zhang Fusheng didn't ask her to come and see him off.

Standing in a blind spot of the surveillance camera, Zhang Fusheng spoke dejectedly:

How did you scrape together those twenty or thirty million?

"Given by Mr. Du from the Green Gang."

She looked even more radiant, and the girl with flawless skin answered softly:

"The condition is that you report your whereabouts to him regularly."

Zhang Fusheng was stunned for a moment:

"Huh? You're quite honest."

Chen Nuanyu said calmly:

"I've already transferred the payment to the Money House's account and the debt is cleared. I'm very grateful for your extension."

She thought about it carefully:

"I'll help you if you ever have any trouble in the future."

Zhang Fusheng chuckled and habitually reached out to tug at the girl's cheek. She frowned but did not resist.

He realized that this girl was no longer in debt.

But he didn't let go immediately, continuing to pinch and play with the smooth, tender cheek, gradually increasing the pressure.

Looking at the girl who seemed both resistant and somewhat 'enjoying' it, he asked curiously:

Do you perhaps have some strange or unusual fetish?

Chen Nuanyu's eyes turned cold as she slapped Zhang Fusheng's hand away, controlling her strength perfectly—she was now at the eighth level of cultivation, far beyond what she used to be.

The train arrived at the station soon.

The crowd was noisy and surging; even though there were designated spots, everyone was still jostling and pushing.

Hearing the annoying noise, Zhang Fusheng was extremely weak, frowned.

Suddenly, he had an urge to smash all that noisy crowd into mincemeat.

It's difficult to contain, and it will be implemented almost immediately.

"Get in the car."

Zhang Fusheng spoke in a low voice, his fingers barely touching the ground Lu Mingzhu, carrying her luggage, followed silently, as did Chen Nuanyu.

After the three left,

A lone passenger who had just gotten off the train suddenly stopped, and as if possessed, walked to the pillar that Zhang Fusheng had been leaning against. He then mechanically rummaged through the trash can next to it and found a black plastic bag.

Inside were two white letters, both sealed with wax and bearing the words "High Heaven".