After seeing that there were no unfamiliar vehicles anywhere along the street, Liu Qiang felt increasingly that something was wrong, but he had no idea how to expose Chen Jue's lie.
For one thing, Chen Jue had flatly denied being the creator of the Body-Tempering Exercise. For another, he had not committed any heinous crimes. He had merely told Liu Qiang a little lie.
Even if Liu Qiang had a mountain of questions, there was nothing he could do about Chen Jue!
Could he really be that Chen Jue?
Chen Jue... Chen Jue. Only one character is different... It must just be a coincidence! Why would the founder of the Body-Tempering Exercise be in our little town? Liu Qiang muttered inwardly. Suppressing his doubts, he took Chen Jue to the elementary school field where he taught every day.
At that same moment, far away at the base in Long Province, Liu Chengdong burst into Zhong Deyuan's office with a document in hand and delight written all over his face. "Elder Zhong! We have news of Comrade Chen Jue!"
"What?"
"Where is he? Where has that little handful gotten to?" Elder Zhong grew excited at the news as well.
"The Intelligence Group just reported that someone manually logged into Comrade Chen Jue's Body-Tempering Exercise grading account."
"They traced the IP address and found that the login came from near his hometown, Chen Village!" Liu Chengdong hurriedly explained.
"Wonderful!"
"That little handful finally made it home safely!"
"This is wonderful!" Elder Zhong's face was also full of joy. The burden on his shoulders and the worry in his heart eased in an instant, and he leaned back in his leather office chair.
After all, less than twenty-four hours had passed since Chen Jue landed, yet he had already paid a visit