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Time quietly passed, and soon it was the early morning of a new day.
The sky had just begun to lighten, and a gentle ray of sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating Lin Feng's bed. He slowly opened his eyes, stretched lazily, then swiftly got out of bed, dressed, and stepped out of his room.
Outside, the streets had returned to their usual tranquility and cleanliness. The bloodstains and various signs of last night's intense battle had been thoroughly cleaned up, as if nothing had ever happened.
Meanwhile, Lu An, who was responsible for the investigation, finally had some results. During breakfast, he eagerly reported the important information he had gathered to Lin Feng.
"My lord, yesterday I managed to extract some information from that person. It turns out they belong to a mysterious organization called Fenghuohui. According to him, he is just an insignificant lackey in their ranks, and this operation was directed by his superiors. Unfortunately, despite my efforts, I could only uncover this much. Just then, however, he suddenly collapsed and died. Upon careful examination, I was shocked to find that a poisoned needle had been deeply embedded in his neck."
Lin Feng's expression darkened as he stared intently at the poisoned needle Lu An handed him. He spoke slowly, "It seems that when you were interrogating him, someone must have secretly intervened to silence him."
Upon hearing this, Lu An felt a chill run down his spine involuntarily. If that were the case, then the murderer must be lurking nearby. But if they had the ability to take a life so swiftly, why not eliminate us as well?
As he pondered this thought, Lu An felt a wave of cold wash over him.
"Moreover," Lin Feng continued thoughtfully while examining the poisoned needle in his hand, "this person’s skills must be extraordinary; their martial prowess likely reaches an advanced level. Otherwise, how could they strike so decisively under our noses without us noticing and still manage to escape unscathed?"
After listening to Lu An's account, Lin Feng fell into deep contemplation, rapidly piecing together various clues and information in his mind. He already had a rough judgment forming within him: this matter was far from being as simple as it appeared on the surface; it was certainly not just an ordinary case of disappearance. Hidden within it were undoubtedly secrets or conspiracies yet to be uncovered.
"Lu An, summon Zhang to see me immediately!" Lin Feng commanded with a serious tone.
"Understood!" Lu An replied and hurried off.
Before long, Zhang Zihao arrived in front of Lin Feng, his steps quick and urgent. He slightly bowed in greeting and then waited silently for Lin Feng to speak.
Lin Feng's gaze was piercing as he fixed his eyes on Zhang Zihao. "Zhang, gather all available personnel at once. We must capture the person we encountered yesterday!"
Zhang Zihao's heart raced at the command, but he respectfully responded, "My lord, are you referring to the gentleman we met at the village entrance yesterday?"
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