I Have a Move: The Megaphone

"What?"

Chu Tianshu doubted that he had heard correctly.

"You mean the Western Poison from martial arts movies?"

Hong Ying explained, "Of course it couldn't really be that person; it's just that the intruder claimed to be the Western Poison."

As they spoke, the man in black picked up a folder containing the information they had gathered.

Chu Tianshu's thoughts subtly shifted.

He himself has experience traveling through worlds, so he dares not say whether the worlds depicted in those fantasy works actually exist.

I almost thought for a moment that he was someone who had traveled from some martial arts world.

After reviewing the documents, Chu Tianshu finally understood.

The person who took Kong Wenju away was actually named Zhu Heng.

Many years ago, Zhu Heng and his elder brother came to Macau and started from almost nothing.

His elder brother had a keen business sense and, in just twenty years, became a well-known and wealthy businessman across mainland China, Taiwan, and Hong Kong.

Zhu Heng worked alongside his elder brother in the early days and accumulated a considerable number of shares.

However, the more the company expands and the more investors it attracts, the more diluted his share of equity becomes.

A few years ago, when his elder brother was seriously ill, Zhu Heng had wicked thoughts.

Outsiders couldn't find any concrete evidence, but in any case, his elder brother's shares were transferred not to his wife and children, but to Zhu Heng.

Not long after, it was rumored that Zhu Heng's nephew, who had already become the general manager, died of anger in the office, caused by Zhu Heng.

But soon, Zhu Heng learned from his sister-in-law that the nephew he had angered to death was actually his own son.

His sister-in-law also jumped off a building in front of him.

Then... Zhu Heng went mad!

Many entrepreneurs from Mainland China, Taiwan, and Hong Kong are actually martial arts enthusiasts, harboring a deep-seated passion for martial arts.

After Zhu Heng went mad, he accidentally found himself in a martial arts story.

He was sent to a mental hospital, where he always believed himself to be the Western Poison, one of the Five Greats, and the owner of the White Camel Mountain Manor.

He also felt that he had a nominal nephew who was disabled in both legs but still alive, but was actually his biological son.

"Seriously, such a melodramatic thing really happens in real life?"

After reviewing the information, Chu Tianshu couldn't help but murmur a sigh.

Hong Ying nodded in agreement, "I also think Zhu Heng is a very strange person."

"He can kill even his own brother, so what's killing his son?"

"Brothers spend more time with him, and after our parents died, we couldn't have any more brothers. Things are valued for their scarcity. As for sons, well, we can always have more."

Chu Tianshu glanced at Hong Ying.

He and this guy surnamed Hong are definitely not lamenting the same thing.

Fang Jun took the documents and went through the details of what had happened.

Hong Yong carried a fan, a religious artifact passed down from the Ming Dynasty.

Legend has it that this fan was meticulously crafted by Tang Bohu, and its surface features a peach blossom grove painted by Tang Bohu himself, along with poems inscribed by him.

Hong Yong has a rather flamboyant personality, and he often unfolds and plays with a folding fan when he is out and about.

This is probably why he was targeted by Kong Wenju.

Kong Wenju used a trick to make him unconscious for a short while and stole the fan, but he woke up quickly enough to gather his bodyguards and give chase.

A fierce battle ensued in the warehouse, with Hong Yong's bodyguards gaining the upper hand.

Zhu Heng suddenly arrived, severely injuring all the bodyguards and taking Kong Wenju away.

"Wait a minute, when did Zhu Heng escape from the mental hospital?"

Fang Jun raised a question, "Moreover, his strength is much better than before he entered the hospital. Is the mental hospital some kind of treasure trove for further study?"

Hong Ying said, "For the mentally ill, perhaps the hospital really is a good place for asceticism."

"The deeper his cultivation goes, the more severe his illness becomes. When the mental hospital can no longer appease or control him, he will naturally be released."

Hong Ying picked up her teacup and took a sip. "As far as I know, he's been out for over half a month."

"At least four young men were kidnapped by him, their legs broken, and then abandoned shortly afterward, all because he treated them as his own sons."

"He probably realized that even though he also had a broken leg, this wasn't the son he had imagined."

Fang Jun questioned, "How come we didn't receive any reports of such a heinous case?"

"The son of the Western Poison is, at least, a pampered young master. Do you think he comes from an ordinary family, the kind of young man that Zhu Heng would take a liking to and kidnap?"

Hong Ying said slowly, "They don't want Zhu Heng to be arrested by you. Instead, they hope to secretly capture him at their home and torture him properly so they can vent their anger and save face."

"Besides their own people, they've recently hired quite a few others to carry out these operations."

Fang Jun scoffed, "Looks like that was your original plan too."

Hong Ying only said, "But I've already told you everything."

Fang Jun then asked, "Where did all the people they hired go?"

"With so many people, if they're operating within the Macau, they definitely won't be able to hide it from us."

Hong Ying was very frank. "They went to Hengqin Island, and it's said that Zhu Heng lives there."

Hengqin Island does not belong to the Macau, but it is separated from the three Macau by only a river.

Moreover, 90% of the land on Hengqin Island is undeveloped.

A few years ago, there were rumors that Hengqin Island was going to be developed on a large scale, and many people rushed to acquire land there to build buildings.

However, the news that the patriarch of the Nie Family was diagnosed with a brain tumor soon caused a dramatic change in the gambling and business circles of Macau.

Many who took advantage of the situation to stir up trouble went bankrupt afterward, some even disappeared, and the land was sold off, with no one knowing when it could be redeveloped.

Now, Hengqin Island is full of unfinished buildings.

The sports car drove to the outskirts of a large, abandoned industrial park.

According to Hong Ying's information, Zhu Heng is very likely in the vicinity.

Chu Tianshu looked at the silver needles in the plastic box.

The silver needle spun around and around, but its location could not be determined.

Fang Jun said, "It seems we have no choice but to talk to the police and ask them to send more people to investigate."

"It's too dangerous for ordinary police officers to encounter Zhu Heng."

Chu Tianshu said, "Besides, didn't Hong Ying say that some of the people hired were quite famous? They must have tried to investigate them, but haven't found anything yet."

Fang Jun pulled out another cigarette and said, "Then what do we do?"

"Um..."

Chu Tianshu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Judging from the information, this Zhu Heng is extremely immersed in his role."

Fang Jun suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "You mean, pretend to be his son and lure him out?"

Chu Tianshu shook his head. "His son's characteristics: a young master's appearance, lecherousness, ability to summon poisonous snakes, and the ability to break legs?"

"These characteristics, even if faked, are difficult to express strongly and attract attention."

Fang Jun asked doubtfully, "Then what are you going to do?"

Chu Tianshu stroked his chin and looked up at the sky.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was vast and empty.

Lone detectives, hired guns, thugs, and bodyguards around the park munched on their fast food as they wandered around, investigating.

Another day has passed.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the sound of the waves could be faintly heard.

Suddenly, everyone heard a deep, resonant voice echoing from the top of the unfinished building.

"Old poisoner!"

Someone was shouting through a megaphone.

The time for the Mount Hua Sword Tournament has arrived, and I have come as promised. Where are you?

Where are you?!

Where are you?!!