November 15th, 9: 20 PM.
Somewhere in S City, in a shop on the street …
The shutter door of the shop had been put down, but the lights in the shop were still very bright.
At this time, a slightly fat, slightly balding man was sitting in front of a laptop attentively, looking at many surveillance images and moving information on the screen.
On the table in front of him, there were more than ten mobile phones scattered around, and many strange self-made devices spread out. He wore a pocket-sized Bluetooth headset on his left ear, and his hands were constantly flying on the keyboard …
This person … was called Dong Feng, Dong in the east, Feng in the direction of the wind.
"Dong Feng" was naturally not the name his parents gave him, but he had stopped using his real name a long time ago. And those who came in contact with him were not interested in his real name … They only recognized "Dong Feng."
Dong Feng's name was very imposing, but his appearance could only be described as terrible … At least in the eyes of the secular aesthetic, he should be worthy of the word "ugly" …
He was fat, not cute, and not obviously handsome. He was only thirty-five years old, but most people's first impression of him was that he was forty years old or more.
His receding hairline, greasy skin, deep dark circles under his eyes, and strange taste in clothes … all of these made this man with a high IQ and a fortune of more than a hundred million yuan be regarded as a fool all year round.
Maybe … this was his personality, or maybe … this was a kind of disguise he put on.
In short, this man, who looked like he could not even take care of himself, was engaged in a planning work that was comparable to precision science — criminal planning.
Dong Feng's business level was very high, and he controlled a very large intelligence network … This network carried the "secrets" that countless people did not want to know, and these "people with secrets" could become Dong Feng's "pawns" when necessary.
Taking today's incident as an example … Zheng Xian was one of his pawns.
Of course, now he was an abandoned pawn that had been exposed …
However, among the police officers, there was still a person who tipped him off … Until two minutes ago, that person was still sending him real-time information through text messages.
"Humph … It turns out that he is just an arrogant person who bluffs." Dong Feng looked at the time on his computer and glanced at his phone. "Fifteen minutes have passed and the message hasn't arrived … In the end, this kid didn't even have the guts to blindly guess an address and send it over …"
Just as he was muttering to himself, suddenly …
Crack!
There was a clear sound of a metal object being pried apart.
In that instant, Dongfeng's expression abruptly changed because it only took him half a second to react … The thing that had been pried open was the lock of the shutter door behind him.
Whoosh —
When Dongfeng suddenly turned his head, the shutter door happened to be lifted.
Several dazzling lights shone in from the street outside the door, accompanied by the messy sound of guns being loaded, and the shouts of "Police! Don't move. " Dong Feng's heart went from shock … all the way to the bottom of the valley.
…
Ten minutes later, Dongfeng, who was handcuffed, was escorted into a police car.
And the person sitting next to him in the back seat … was Feng Bujue.
When the car started, Dong Feng's face was ashen. "How did you know it was me?"
"Naturally, I found out through analysis," Feng Bujue replied casually.
"I've been selling breakfast here for more than a month, and the shop is rented through legal channels. I haven't shown any strange behavior during this period, so how did you find out?"
To clarify, the place where Dongfeng was arrested was … a breakfast shop that was two streets away from Regulation's headquarters.
It was the place where Phantom Dawn had bought breakfast every morning for the past month.
The shop was located on the road that one had to take to get from Regulation's office to the subway station. This place was not far from where Phantom Dawn was kidnapped. It was only three stops away by the subway, and the place that Phantom Dawn was taken to … was not far from the place where he was kidnapped because the effect of the ether had a time limit. If he was taken too far away, he might wake up in the car.
Therefore, in less than twenty minutes, Feng Bujue and the police arrived at the scene from the hostage location.
"The initial suspicion is … even though I've checked the video multiple times, I still cannot find 'when', 'where', and 'how' the kidnappers made Phantom Dawn ingest the laxative." Feng Bujue said. "You should know that … the surveillance in City S is very comprehensive. The streets, subway stations, and inside the subway … In other words, other than the toilet, most public spaces can be monitored. Therefore, from the moment Phantom Dawn left Regulation's office to the moment he showed symptoms of abdominal pain on the subway, the whole process was under surveillance. Even though the surveillance was not very detailed, the things that he ate or drank or whether he was poked with a needle … could be confirmed."
"Just because of that … you suspect me?" Dong Feng asked.
"After eliminating all the impossible possibilities, it is only natural that I suspect you." Feng Bujue said. "Other than the breakfast that he bought from you, Phantom Dawn did not eat anything this morning. He did not even take a sip of water. And from the video, before he finished the breakfast, the only people who came into contact with the food were you and him … "He paused." You are the only one running the breakfast shop, so the only person who would be able to place the laxative into a specific person's food … is you. "
"Can't he just have a stomachache?" Dong Feng asked.
"Hah … If this was any other day, his death might have been an accident," Feng Bujue said. "But today … there is no doubt that there was a drug involved."
He crossed his arms before his chest and continued. "This morning, your three executors put on the cleaning outfits that they had prepared beforehand and followed Phantom Dawn into the subway. Then, Phantom Dawn got off the subway and entered the toilet. The three of them followed him. They removed their jackets and found a spot where there were fewer people in the toilet. They hung a 'cleaning and maintenance' sign on the door and guarded the door. Just like that … it did not take long for Phantom Dawn to be the only one left in the toilet.
Normally, there are two toilets in a subway station, and everyone is in a hurry in the morning. Many people would choose to go back to their workplace to deal with it. So … they temporarily sealed off a toilet for twenty minutes, and it would not cause too much of an impact.
Just like that … about twenty minutes later, they took down Phantom Dawn, who came out from the cubicle, and dragged him out of the station … into a van that they had prepared beforehand. "
Feng Bujue paused for a moment before continuing. "This seemingly simple plan … has two difficulties. One, Phantom Dawn is, after all, a young man. It is hard to tell what will happen when he is taken down, so the place has to be a private place where there is no surveillance. Two, after the target is taken down, they have to bring him to the van as soon as possible, or else … if they stay in a public place for too long, it will raise suspicion."
When Dong Feng heard that, he understood the real point of Brother Jue's explanation, and he could not help but mumble, "So, that's how it is …"
"Looks like you've thought of that as well …" Feng Bujue saw the change in Dong Feng's heart from his reaction, so he added, "You're right. Only the person who used the laxative can solve these two problems." He looked at Dong Feng and said, "By controlling the type and dosage of the laxative, we can predict which stations Phantom Dawn will get off at. That way, we can prepare the van at those stations. Other than that, we can ensure that he will go to the toilet, and after that, his legs will go weak …"
"Even if that's the case … I'm probably just a 'normal merchant who has been bribed'," Dong Feng said. "Your top priority should be to rescue the hostages … and for someone like me, it shouldn't be too late to deal with them after the incident is over, right?" He asked with suspicion, "But why would you …"
"Indeed, initially, I also thought you were someone who had been bribed by the 'mastermind'." Feng Bujue said. "But I have a habit of deduction. When I'm investigating a case, I like to get to the bottom of the details. After all, I can use the resources at the police station freely, so I decided to investigate this breakfast shop of yours. And I found out … that your shop opened on the 11th of October, which was the day after the thirty-sixth day of the Tournament for the Best S2 preliminaries. "
Feng Bujue paused for two seconds before continuing. "This' coincidence 'at that time made me realize something … I continued my investigation, and as I expected, I found many strange things." He used his eyes to look out the car window. "This is a business district, and there are many office buildings. The shops around here are either mid-to-high-end brands or large shopping malls. Before you rented the shop, it was always empty. The reason was that the shop was too small and the rent was too high … You couldn't do big business, and if you did small business, you'd definitely lose money. "
"Hmph … You're wrong about that …" Dong Feng snorted. "I've been doing this for more than a month, and I've actually made a small profit."
"Then I really have to congratulate you." Feng Bujue laughed. "But that's not the point. The point is … in summary, your shop, and you … are all very suspicious. After further investigation, I noticed that your identity was a fake … "
"This … is what I don't understand the most." Dong Feng stared at Brother Bujue's face. "I'm not afraid to tell you that when I first entered the industry, I specialized in creating fake identities. All the identity documents I use now are extremely difficult to identify in any country in the world." He changed the topic, and his eyes sharpened. "But … you can tell that they are fake …"
"Yes, I looked at your electronic file, and I could tell from reading the part where you were in junior high," Feng Bujue said.
"That's impossible!" Dong Feng said firmly. "The details of the identity documents I wrote were very accurate. Even the school's results and records of rewards and punishments were …"
"It's because it was too detailed that it revealed a flaw," Feng Bujue interrupted.
"What?" Dong Feng was shocked, and his eyes flickered.
"It was written in the file that you won the third prize in the 2035 City Junior High School Essay Competition," Brother Bujue continued.
"So what?" Dong Feng asked.
'That's right, that doesn't mean anything … In a forged identity document, all kinds of details are only recorded to make the identity seem more real. Awards like this, which have been around for so many years and are neither too big nor too small, are basically things that can't be verified.
"That year, there were three people who won the third prize in the City Junior High School Essay Competition. All of them were girls, and by the way, they were all squadron leaders," Feng Bujue replied. "You can't be a transsexual, right?"
"Huh?" Dong Feng was stunned. "How did you know?"
At that moment, Dong Feng thought to himself, 'You were still wearing diapers in 2035, weren't you? Are you trying to scare me? '
"I knew you would ask that." Feng Bujue said as he took out his phone. He clicked open a webpage and showed it to Dong Feng. "Take a look for yourself."
Dong Feng took a closer look, and the phone showed a shopping page for an item. The item on it was a physical book, and the title was' The Best Works of the City Junior High School Essay Competition '.
"There is such a publication in this world …" Dong Feng could not believe his eyes.
"Yes, this publication was written by me," Feng Bujue replied.
When Dong Feng heard that, he almost fainted. "Speaking of which … I almost forgot … you're a novelist."
Naturally, Dong Feng recognized his Brother Bujue. As someone who was familiar with Thriller Paradise, it was impossible for him not to recognize the man. However, when they were on the phone, Dong Feng did not realize that the person on the other end of the phone was Feng Bujue. It was not until he was arrested that he realized that.
"Yes, a few years ago, I took a month out of my time to read all the winning essays since the competition's inception. I commented and criticized them all. Then, from my lackeys at the Education Department, I found out the family background of all the winners and the shady business behind the award. In the end, I came up with that realistic satire. " Feng Bujue's words were filled with shamelessness and dark information. "Therefore, I am one hundred percent certain that there is no such person as you among the winners."
"The fact that you can remember the name and year of each winner in that kind of book aside," Dong Feng said. "Isn't it a bit too presumptuous to conclude that my entire identity is fake based on that one mistake? Perhaps I just wrote it down to make my resume look better."
"Your fake identity has been a freelancer since high school. There is no record of an internship at all. Let me ask you this … who are you trying to show your resume to when you're selling breakfast? "Feng Bujue asked." Furthermore … is this kind of award really going to make one's resume look better? Wouldn't it be more believable if you came up with a sports or science award? "
"I really did not expect this …" East Wind's expression was very depressed. He was a very capable person, but Feng Bujue had caused him to feel both mentally and physically defeated. At that moment, Dong Feng could not help but try to remember if there were any similar flaws in his other fake identities.
"Okay, the profit and loss of the store, the exposure of your identity … It doesn't make sense to dwell on it now." Feng Bujue, on the other hand, brought the topic back on track. "After all, from the very beginning, you didn't come here to earn early money. Even if you lose several hundred thousand RMB in this month, plus the few hours of labor that you have to work every morning … it won't matter, right?" He licked his lips and continued, "The real value of this store is that … it can provide you with a near-perfect stronghold in a place very close to the headquarters of the Order. Other than those few hours every morning, you can move around freely in the store for the rest of the day … "
"Oh …" Brother Jue chuckled. "For someone with professional knowledge and excellent skills like you, it shouldn't be difficult for you to physically invade all the network users in a certain area through the store's circuit box, right?"
"Hmph …" Dong Feng immediately snorted again. "It's not as simple as you say …"
He tacitly agreed.
"The office building of the Order is undoubtedly your main target." Feng Bujue continued, "You know very well the value of a highly watched game like the Tournament for the Best S2 in the gambling circle, so you've been here for a long time, ready to change the outcome of a certain game at any time." He raised a finger. "As long as there's a deal … like today's deal … it'll be a huge profit for you." He spread his hands and smiled. "Even if you don't receive any related commissions during this period, it's still good to hack the networks of the big companies nearby and get some information. Trade secrets, personal privacy … These things can be turned into money and 'power' in your hands."
As Feng Bujue spoke, he took out a cell phone from his pocket. This was not Zheng Xian's cell phone, but someone else's.
"This' power 'can drive many people to do things for you …" Brother Bujue laughed. "For example, the owner of this cell phone …" As he spoke, he took out another cell phone, this one was Zheng Xian's. "And … the owner of this cell phone …"
"I see …" At this moment, thoughts flashed through Dong Feng's mind. He said in a low voice, "You knew from the beginning that other than Zheng Xian, I had other spies in the police station …"
"That's right." Feng Bujue said, "When I learned that Deputy Bureau Chief Zheng 'received' the phone call and acted, I deduced this point."
"So … the conversation you had with me earlier … was a trap …" Dong Feng said with some regret. "Tsk … I should have thought of it earlier. What nonsense like 'after finding the target, you led your men to break in, and before I could give any orders, you used a burst of tear gas to hold everyone back'. This kind of nonsense is a classic trick …"
"Your reaction is quite fast." Feng Bujue laughed. "But compared to me … Haha … After all, you're still half a beat slower."
"You found out Zheng Xian, but you couldn't determine who the other spy was …" Dong Feng said while thinking. "So, you pretended not to know and mobilized as many police forces as possible to surround the community where the hostages were. You know … Under such circumstances, my spies would definitely follow the main force and find opportunities to pass on information to me. "
"I just catered to your plan." Feng Bujue said, "When you learned that the police had set up a task force, you could immediately speculate … Once the police launched a comprehensive investigation, they would be able to determine which community the hostages were finally in through the street surveillance." He touched his chin and continued, "Of course, the place you chose was very good. It was a building that had not yet been fully developed, and there were many empty houses that had not yet been sold. The internal surveillance of the community was not fully implemented, so the police would not know the exact location of the hostages in a short time."
Speaking of this, Brother Bujue shook Zheng Xian's mobile phone. "So, you immediately used Deputy Bureau Chief Zheng as a pawn." He tilted his head and smiled. "But you didn't expect … Not long after, your other spy sent a message saying that Zheng Xian was detained by two agents from an unknown department."
"Detaining Zheng Xian … Was that also a deliberate act for me to see?" Dong Feng asked.
"Yes." Feng Bujue said, "I knew that your other spy would tell you about this situation, and this … foreshadowed the 'call' between us."
"How did you know that I would definitely make that call?" Dong Feng asked.
"I didn't know." Feng Bujue replied in a joking tone. "So, I led the team to surround the community to see if you could keep your cool."
"Damn it …" Dong Feng could not refute this mockery.
"When the call came, I was relieved." Feng Bujue continued, "Your patience was not as good as I expected." He smiled. "You pretended to be calm and said something about 'playing a game', but in fact, you wanted to test and induce my actions … You wanted to create an opportunity for your 'three pawns' to escape from that area."
"So … you used this in turn to induce me …" Dong Feng said in a low voice. "In that 'fifteen minutes' … you didn't look for the 'hostage' at all. Instead, you were looking for the 'spy.'"
"Very good, you got it right." Feng Bujue snapped his fingers and replied, "The content of the call was fine. It didn't matter if you mentioned fifteen minutes or not. Even if you said five minutes or three minutes, it didn't matter … As long as I conveyed 'what I wanted to say' … I could conclude that you would do three things after hanging up the phone." Brother Bujue stretched out three fingers and smiled. "First, come up with a plan for the next step. Second, make a phone call to the three executioners and briefly inform them of several modes of action. Third, contact your spy through text messages or phone calls and ask him to cooperate."
"And you …" Dong Feng continued, "After hanging up the phone, you immediately took control of the police officers' mobile phones …"
Feng Bujue shrugged and responded to the question silently with a despicable expression. "After that, the police's actions were completely out of your sight. I could do whatever I wanted …" He picked up the spy's mobile phone again and showed it a few times proudly. "… I only needed a 'everything is normal' text message to keep you in the dark and waiting for your doom."
"After you left my surveillance … you rushed over at full speed to arrest me …" Dong Feng muttered. "Didn't you think about … what if I wasn't in the shop and you didn't find anything?"
"Of course, I asked someone to watch the surveillance footage for the whole day … After making sure that you didn't leave the shop, Brother Bujue had already arranged this work before the two of you talked." Feng Bujue said, "Of course … I can't rule out the possibility that you dug an emergency escape tunnel in the shop." He pursed his lips noncommittally. "So … when I came to arrest you, as for the hostages … I also prepared several countermeasures according to the confession of your spy. The escape plans you planned … even if they implemented them, the result would be them walking right into the trap."
Feng Bujue crossed his legs and continued, "Not to mention … you and all your equipment are now in our hands. Since you always use a voice changer to communicate with the pawns, it's not difficult to impersonate you to give orders to the executors. Later, we can ask someone to impersonate you to make a call and ask them to release the hostages. "
"Okay …" Dong Feng's tone seemed to be relieved. "Good plan … You have room to retreat …" He shook his head. "I'm sincerely convinced."
"Well said, well said." Feng Bujue made a fist salute. "Your Excellency is not bad either."
"But …" Dong Feng said, "You should also understand … For someone like me, even if I lost today, I won't stay in prison for too long … I'll regain my freedom soon." At this time, he actually smiled. "If you want to talk about the reason … it's because I … have the 'power' you mentioned."
"What? Are you threatening me? "Feng Bujue replied indifferently.
"What do you think?" Dong Feng asked with a smile. Before Brother Jue could respond, he continued, "Feng Bujue, to be honest … I admire your talent, but in the end … you're just an ordinary person. The 'other world' I live in is something you can't understand at all. If I want to take revenge on you … it's as easy as pie. " He looked at Brother Jue confidently, and the defeated look on his face was gone. "I won't hide it from you … today's incident has caused me a huge loss … If you were me, what would you do?"
Dong Feng thought that his words would scare Feng Bujue and make him give in immediately.
Unexpectedly …
"Haha … Hahaha …" Feng Bujue's face quickly revealed an evil smile that made Dong Feng's hair stand on end. "If I were you, facing someone like Feng Bujue … I would be extra careful. I won't easily say something like that, because if I make him feel threatened in the slightest, he will do something crazy that I can't even imagine. "
Brother Jue said and pointed outside the car window. "Speaking of which … I don't know if you noticed, but the place you're going now … is not the police station."
As soon as he said this, Dong Feng's expression changed.
"The two driving … are not police officers either." Feng Bujue pointed at Detective Jiu Ke and Bao Qing in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat respectively.
At this time, Dong Feng also noticed that the two driving were dressed in black and were not wearing police uniforms.
"You … You are …" In a few seconds, Dong Feng became the one who was afraid.
"Regarding the 'other world' that you mentioned, I do have some understanding of it …" Feng Bujue did not finish. "When your spy told me … that the people on the street all refer to you as' Dong Feng ', it occurred to me … If I'm not mistaken, you used to be the' gambling supervisor 'at Gambling Emperor's Zhai, right?"
Dong Feng was shocked. "You know about Gambling Emperor Casino …"
"I know a lot more than you think." Feng Bujue said, "For example, less than a minute after getting in the car, you were already unhandcuffed, but you pretended to be handcuffed."
When Dong Feng heard this, he became more and more nervous, and cold sweat rolled down his face.
"You used to be a 'gambling supervisor', which means you should have some skills." Bao Qing, who was sitting in the passenger's seat, finally spoke. "But I advise you not to have any violent thoughts. I can tell you clearly … Even if it's a one-on-one fight, none of the three people in this car will lose to you."
"You …" Dong Feng began to tremble. He could not help but tremble due to fear. "… You are … 'Jiu Ke', right?"
"So you know about it too." Feng Bujue continued, "That saves me a lot of talking."
"I didn't expect …" Dong Feng turned to look at his Brother Jue. "You, a novelist, are also from Jiu Ke …"
"Haha … If I told you the section chief is my grandfather, would you believe me?" Feng Bujue replied casually.
When Dong Feng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he slumped into the seat.
Two seconds later, Dong Feng turned his head and looked out the window with a hopeless expression. "If I don't die this time … I'll change my profession to selling breakfast …"
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