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At noon, while Zhang Yang and the Black Wolf were going out for lunch, Wu Liangdong was at home. Wu Zhongxin was sitting on the sofa beside the tea table, drinking tea, while Wu Liangdong sat nervously on the other side.
"I told you to keep a low profile. You have enough serious matters to deal with, why waste time causing trouble?"
"Dad, what exactly is the Heavenly Mechanism Group? I've never heard you mention it before."
"Don't inquire about things you shouldn't. I had to find an old leader just to keep you in this police uniform!" Wu Zhongxin pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up on his nose, glanced at the frustrated Wu Liangdong, shook his head, and then slowly said:
"This is a newly established organization. In fact, it has two names; one is the Heavenly Mechanism Group, and the other is not publicly disclosed. Although the office is located in Shanhai Province, it is a directly subordinate department of the state, with its head on par with provincial leaders."
"Could it be..." Wu Liangdong hesitated.
"Yes, the State-Owned Enterprise sign is just for concealing the other name. When they are actually doing their work, they will show different credentials based on the situation, and all of them are of the highest level." Wu Zhongxin took a sip of water, as if he guessed what Wu Liangdong wanted to ask. After a pause, he added, "The credentials are all real and verifiable."
"Which specific higher authority are they under?" Wu Liangdong's curiosity surged.
"It should be under multiple management layers; its predecessor was a coordination office. But their tasks are very special; they usually conduct direct investigations and handle matters, and some tasks belong to covert operations. Many senior officials in the department hold concurrent positions; you should understand what level their superiors are." Wu Zhongxin emphasized by tapping the table twice.
"Huh?" Cold sweat broke out on Wu Liangdong.
"What I'm telling you today, even your bureau chief doesn't know this much." Wu Zhongxin warned as he stared at Wu Liangdong.
"That person named Zhang Yang has nothing to do with Shen Zhiyu, right?" Wu Liangdong's eyes flickered uncertainly.
"No. They just happened to meet temporarily. Moreover, Shen Zhiyu's background seems to be more complicated than just the Heavenly Mechanism Group. His actions in Haizhou are somewhat strange." Wu Zhongxin appeared to have some hidden concerns.
At this moment, Shen Zhiyu, who was being discussed by the Wu family, had returned to Shanzhou and walked into the cafeteria of the Heavenly Mechanism Group. Inside the cafeteria, there were various cooking methods available, with a wide selection of dishes and noodles. Stainless steel utensils were connected to heating facilities, and fresh fruits and vegetables were plentiful, along with a variety of alcoholic beverages and drinks. However, at noon, no one was drinking.
“Manager Shen.”
“Hello.” Shen Zhiyu greeted the people passing by while selecting a few side dishes. He also grabbed a cup of coffee and found an empty seat to sit down.
“Little Shen, you’re back quite quickly?” A middle-aged man with graying hair but a rosy complexion sat down across from him with a plate.
“Mr. Luo, just got back; I’ll submit the materials in the afternoon,” Shen Zhiyu smiled.
“You're impressive; you took down the son of the Haizhou Deputy Mayor? Hahaha.” Luo Huasheng, the vice president of the Heavenly Mechanism Group, laughed heartily and then took a sip of soup.
“He’s simply a disgrace to the police; I’ve only been in Haizhou for less than five days and have already heard numerous stories about his ‘deeds’.” Shen Zhiyu said somewhat angrily.
“Wu Zhongxin is from Lao Liu in Shanhai Province. After all, we are still using their territory; we must be careful when dealing with dogs.” Luo Huasheng took another sip of soup.
“Fortunately, I encountered this issue after completing my mission; otherwise, I might not have been able to protect Wu Zhongxin’s official position.” Shen Zhiyu glanced at Luo Huasheng. “Hey, I say, leader, why do you always drink soup?”
“I’m getting older; my stomach isn’t good.” Luo Huasheng still took another sip of soup.
“This time in Haizhou, I ran into a high school kid whose skills are quite impressive,” Shen Zhiyu couldn’t help but say.
“You must be talking about Zhang Yang, right?” Luo Huasheng asked with a smile.
“Mr. Luo, did you find out?” Shen Zhiyu asked, slightly surprised.
“After spending so much time with our Manager Shen, how could I not send someone to investigate him?” Luo Huasheng stopped drinking his soup and handed a cigarette to Shen Zhiyu.
“What’s the situation?” Shen Zhiyu took a sip of coffee and lit the cigarette.
“Seven years ago, a police officer named Zhang Zhijie from the Haizhou Public Security Bureau died in a car accident. At that time, the Heavenly Mechanism Group had not yet been established, and I was still working in the intelligence department. My old comrade, the Political Commissar of the Haizhou Public Security Bureau, contacted me and said that Zhang Zhijie was investigating a smuggling case in Haizhou involving hundreds of billions; my old comrade had a good relationship with Zhang Zhijie and suspected that this was not an ordinary car accident but rather the work of a smuggling group.”
Luo Huasheng exhaled a puff of smoke and continued:
“My old comrade wanted me to help investigate. At that time, the investigative methods were limited, and I did look into it, but I found no clues at all. The truck driver who hit him had all the proper documentation; although he suddenly drove against traffic, it was to avoid a woman crossing the street. The whole process was seamless, and the matter ended without resolution.”
“Zhang Yang is Zhang Zhijie’s son?” Shen Zhiyu exclaimed in surprise.
“That’s right. After Zhang Zhijie died, his wife remarried and moved away. In fact, even before Zhang Zhijie’s accident, his wife was already involved with someone else. Zhang Zhijie’s mother, who is also Zhang Yang’s grandmother, raised Zhang Yang. Later, when the elderly woman passed away, Zhang Yang managed to live on his own. He was quite smart and did well in school, but after being left unattended, things got a bit chaotic for him; fortunately, he hasn’t gone too far off track,” Luo Huasheng shook his head.
“Leader, you don’t need to investigate this thoroughly, do you?” Shen Zhiyu said exaggeratedly.
“If I didn’t investigate thoroughly, I wouldn’t have uncovered all this. Have you heard your elder mention Fan Zhen?” Luo Huasheng suddenly asked.
“Fan Zhen? I seem to have some impression; it seems he was involved in some incident,” Shen Zhiyu replied.
“There was a major incident related to him in the 1960s. He was an orphan and reportedly learned martial arts from a High Monk; he was quite skilled. When Linan Province was liberated in 1949, he was a company commander under Bian Zong but had a bad temper and couldn’t rise through the ranks; many people under him didn’t like him either. After liberation, he worked at the Shanhai Provincial Public Security Bureau. In 1965, when I was still serving in the Shanhai Military Region and we collaborated on a mission, he saved my life by shooting dead someone who ambushed me.”
"Later, the movement began, and Fan Zhen was criticized for having physically punished and beaten his subordinates, embodying the evil style of a warlord. One day, during the criticism session, Fan Zhen suddenly erupted in anger and severely injured seven or eight Red Guards who had humiliated him. One of them tried to escape, but he shot him in the back of the head with a rifle he had taken, instantly blowing off his skull. Then, he committed suicide."
"This person is related to Zhang Yang?" Shen Zhiyu became increasingly curious.
Luo Huasheng continued, "Normally, this case would have ended there. But someone wanted to take revenge more deeply and discovered that his household registration only listed himself. Someone raised the question: how could Fan Zhen be a solitary figure without a wife or children? It turned out that Fan Zhen had prepared in advance before his outburst; he had worked in public security and had some connections."
"After the incident, his wife secretly brought their son to Haizhou, and his son Fan Jie had already changed to his mother's surname, Zhang, and was called Zhang Zhijie."
"Oh! So Zhang Yang is Fan Zhen's grandson," Shen Zhiyu realized.
"Zhang Zhijie's mother is from Linan Province, so no one knew the details. With good preparation, the mother and son were not tracked down. After the movement ended, this matter naturally faded away," Luo Huasheng said. "I never expected to have connections with these three generations."
"His skills are really impressive. I estimate I would struggle to be his opponent. Can we recruit him?" Shen Zhiyu's eyes lit up.
"Do you think your skills are that great? Do you think I'm telling you all this for nothing? This is an evaluation period. If he still wants to go to college and has good exam results, it shows he has no problem mastering knowledge; then we can proceed with intervention training," Luo Huasheng glanced at Shen Zhiyu.
Shen Zhiyu chuckled twice and said to Luo Huasheng, "Leader, you're really something..." Luo Huasheng pretended to hit him, and Shen Zhiyu continued, "You're a real master!"
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