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Zhang Yang looked over and noticed that several people's throats had small puncture wounds.
Zhang Yang's pupils contracted as he took out his phone and immediately called the police. He didn't expect the police to catch the culprit; rather, he wanted to avoid trouble for himself.
He followed up to the criminal police team for questioning.
"Wang's Team!" Upon entering the lobby of the criminal police team, the officer accompanying Zhang Yang greeted a man.
Wang Siyuan, now the deputy captain of the Haizhou Criminal Police Team.
"When did you come back? What's going on?" Wang Siyuan tossed a cigarette to Zhang Yang.
"Just got back. The murderer is a professional killer; it was purely a crime of passion," Zhang Yang replied after lighting the cigarette.
"Crime of passion? Don't misuse terms," Wang Siyuan chuckled as they walked into the room to take notes.
"Their targets were definitely not these few people. However, that Obese Man brought this upon himself; after being humiliated on the plane, he still sought someone to fight, and in the end, it all backfired," Zhang Yang said. "There was a man and a woman, and there might be a third person."
Seeing the small puncture wounds on the victims' throats, Zhang Yang had already guessed that it was most likely done by the Winged Fire Serpent. The middle-aged man should be Wings, who used Ethereal Iron Feather to kill, while the Sunglasses Woman should be Fragrant Serpent.
The Winged Fire Serpent killing group was skilled in disguise techniques, which is why Zhang Yang didn't recognize them on the plane. However, he sensed their intentions and now had evidence from the murder weapon to confirm his suspicions.
Nevertheless, Zhang Yang didn't elaborate too much to Wang Siyuan. Firstly, tracking down the Winged Fire Serpent would be very difficult for the criminal police team. Secondly, he wanted to investigate the situation himself without alerting the police.
After giving his statement, Zhang Yang left the criminal police team.
He pondered repeatedly but couldn't figure out why the Winged Fire Serpent had returned to Haizhou or whom they intended to kill. Compared to their last encounter nearly a year ago, his cultivation had improved significantly. Moreover, it was clear that the Winged Fire Serpent wasn't targeting him; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so surprised—something that couldn't be hidden.
Who else in Haizhou would prompt the Winged Fire Serpent to take action?
Unable to think of anything, Zhang Yang returned home first. It had been a long time since anyone had lived there. He opened the windows, and the cold wind blew in, making the room feel much fresher. After cleaning up, it was almost evening. Zhang Yang thought about it; Ding Weiwei must be with her family. Who should he find to have dinner with?
He pondered for a moment, then took out his phone and contacted Fatty Pan.
"Wow, you still remember to contact me," Fatty Pan exclaimed. "I'm with Cheng Ge right now; let's have dinner together tonight."
Fatty Pan was currently hanging out with Seeking Society. He initially followed Li Yifeng and later teamed up with Azheng. Although Fatty Pan wasn't particularly brave, he was loyal and good at scheming, which helped him rise quickly by associating with the right people.
"Let's go to that small restaurant we often visit next to Wuzhong," Zhang Yang suggested.
When the three met and sat down, Azheng said with a joyful expression, "After the New Year, the logistics branch in Shanzhou will open. Many jobs from Century Group have been assigned to us, all thanks to you!"
"The key is that you all need to provide excellent service. If the service isn't good, they won't continue using you," Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
"Don't worry about that. Fatty and I will work together," Azheng assured him.
"I'm very confident having Fatty around," Zhang Yang chuckled. Fatty Pan also smiled brightly, saying, "I've learned a few skills from Cheng Ge too, haha."
After a few drinks and dishes, Zhang Yang suddenly raised his glass: "Azheng, you've shared good news; now it's my turn to share some bad news."
"Hmm?" Azheng looked at the still-smiling Zhang Yang with a puzzled expression but downed his drink anyway. "Go ahead."
"The Winged Fire Serpent is back."
Azheng had previously fought against members of the Winged Fire Serpent and knew how formidable they were. His heart sank. "Are they coming for you?"
"No, I ran into Wings and Fragrant Serpent on the plane back. They recognized me first; I didn't recognize them at first," Zhang Yang explained.
"How did you find out they came later?"
"There was a guy on the plane acting tough, and he got taught a lesson by the Fragrant Serpent. After getting off the plane, he actually sought revenge on the Fragrant Serpent, but ended up being taken out by Wings."
"The murder was done with the Ethereal Iron Feather?"
"Yes, it was a hasty situation, and at the airport, he clearly didn't want to use a gun. The Ethereal Iron Feather was right on his waist, making it very convenient to access."
Fatty Pan had never heard of the Winged Fire Serpent. Listening to their exchange, he couldn't help but ask, "What does this Winged Fire Serpent do?" Zhang Yang briefly introduced it to him.
"Damn, they aren't looking for trouble with our Seeking Society, are they?" Fatty Pan suddenly said.
"Huh?" Zhang Yang and Azheng both responded simultaneously, frowning. Initially, they hadn't considered that it might be related to the Seeking Society, but Fatty Pan's casual remark alerted them; it might indeed have something to do with the Seeking Society.
"Where did Boss Han go?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.
"Oh, he's attending a friend's wedding banquet tonight," Azheng replied.
Zhang Yang tapped his fingers lightly on the table and slowly said, "Xiao Hansheng..."
"What’s wrong?" Azheng asked in surprise.
"When I was in Yanjing, he hired a highly skilled old Taoist to deal with me. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to fall into a lake at the bottom of a cliff and survived," Zhang Yang said. "Seeking Logistics severely undercut his business; could he be looking to have Boss Han eliminated?"
Thinking about it carefully made sense. This method required little thought and was direct and effective. To deal with Seeking Society's leader Han Shenghui, ordinary assassins would definitely not suffice, but the Winged Fire Serpent's killing group could clearly handle it.
"If they really want to kill Boss Han, a wedding banquet with many unfamiliar faces would be the best opportunity!" Zhang Yang said as he stood up.
"Let's go!" Azheng and Fatty Pan immediately got up, threw the money on the table, and then left the restaurant.
The three of them got into the car, with Azheng driving towards Haizhou Grand Hotel. "I heard him say that the wedding banquet is at Haizhou Grand Hotel. Since it's just a banquet without a wedding ceremony, it's scheduled for the evening," Azheng said while driving.
At this moment, Zhang Yang had already taken out his phone and dialed Han Shenghui's number.
"Hello?" Han Shenghui answered the call, his voice noisy, clearly indicating that the wedding banquet was in progress.
"Don't change your expression, maintain your usual demeanor, and observe your surroundings to see if there's anything unusual. The Winged Fire Serpent is back in Haizhou, and I'm worried you might be the target," Zhang Yang said briefly.
"Okay. I'll step outside to talk to you," Han Shenghui replied. Being an experienced person, he intended to leave as soon as there was any possibility of danger. His loud voice was meant for those around him. Having already given the gift money and sat at the table, leaving now while saying a few words of farewell wouldn't be considered impolite.
Zhang Yang had already hung up, but Han Shenghui kept his phone to his ear, casually saying "uh-huh" and "okay" while observing his surroundings and quickly walking towards the door of the private room. Wedding banquets are usually partially held in the hall, while private rooms are reserved for close friends and distinguished guests; Han Shenghui had been arranged to sit in a private room.
The private room was on the second floor, while the hall was on the first floor. Apart from seeing a few waiters and guests, Han Shenghui did not notice any suspicious individuals. Instead of taking the wide staircase leading to the hall, he headed towards a concealed staircase at the end of the corridor. Upon reaching the door of the staircase, Han Shenghui hung up and was about to push the door open when he heard a waitress's voice behind him:
"Sir, you forgot to take your bag."
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