I was just telling a story, why is the whole internet urging me to turn myself in?

Chapter 71: Threatening me with armor-piercing shells?

The security area outside the CEO's office on the 68th floor of the Shanghai World Financial Center.

Xiao Yu was wearing noise-canceling headphones, his ten fingers flying across the keyboard like a blur, frantically tracking the "data tunnel" that led directly to the Defense Agency's internal network.

Just then, the internal phone at the front desk suddenly rang.

"Manager Xu, the property management reception downstairs has handed over a package for same-city express delivery, and they specifically requested that Mr. Shen open it in person."

However, there is no sender information or tracking number.

Xu Zhengyang's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

At this critical juncture when the entire internet is calling for Shen Feng to be exposed, the danger posed by an unidentified, headless courier is self-evident.

"Grizzly, get the blast blanket. Jackal, prepare the portable X-ray machine." Xu Zhengyang immediately issued the orders via walkie-talkie.

The three men, fully armed, placed the small black express box, no bigger than the palm of their hand, into the explosion-proof isolation box.

After three rounds of scanning to confirm that there were no explosives or chemical agents, Grizzly put on cut-resistant gloves and carefully opened the package.

Inside was an exquisite black walnut wood box.

The moment the box popped open, the muscles on Grizzly Bear's usually expressionless face twitched uncontrollably.

Xu Zhengyang, who was standing to the side, gasped and his pupils suddenly contracted!

On the velvet lining, lay a polished, gleaming brass bullet.

And a handwritten card that smells faintly of ink.

This bullet is more real than the story you told. Best wishes to the lamplighter.

"Brother Xu—" Grizzly's voice was hoarse, "It's a 12.7mm tungsten-core armor-piercing round. It's specifically designed for heavy anti-materiel sniper rifles."

"The Lamplighter—" Xu Zhengyang stared at the signature on the card, a cold sweat instantly seeping down his back.

If it's just those keyboard warriors who blindly follow the trend of cyberbullying online, at most they'll send some dead rats or razor blades.

But this is a 12.7mm armor-piercing round!

This means that the sender not only has terrifying arms dealing channels, but is also making a blatant declaration.

If they wanted, this bullet could easily shatter the bulletproof glass of the Shanghai World Financial Center from 800 meters away, turning the target's head into a cloud of blood mist!

This is no ordinary dark web assassin; this is a fully-organized professional hunting team!

Five minutes later, the bullet, carrying the aura of death, was placed on Shen Feng's mahogany desk.

Shen Feng leaned back in the Herman Miller ergonomic chair, looking down at the armor-piercing bullet that was thicker than his thumb.

Under the aura of a superior, he seemed to blend into the deep night outside the window, profound, cold, and unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

But in reality, Shen Feng was screaming like a groundhog inside his heart.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! 12.7 millimeters?! This is supposed to be for taking down light armored vehicles! Is my head harder than an armored vehicle?!"

"Damn it, system! I'm just a law-abiding citizen who tells suspense stories, why did I get involved with this freak who can blow your head off from 800 meters away?! Is this bulletproof glass even safe?!"

Despite his inner turmoil, Shen Feng's face remained completely composed, not even a single eyelash trembling.

He stretched out his long, slender, fair fingers and casually picked up the armor-piercing bullet, as if he were examining a cheap glass marble.

"The Lamp Bearer?" Shen Feng chuckled lightly, his tone revealing three parts nonchalance and seven parts sarcasm.

"Even assassins are so particular about rituals. Instead of all this fancy stuff, they should just register a courier company first."

"Clatter".

Shen Feng casually tossed the armor-piercing bullet into the bottom drawer of his desk.

Xu Zhengyang and Grizzly Bear, who were standing in front of the table, exchanged a glance, and an indescribable sense of awe welled up in their eyes at the same time.

What is perspective?!

That's the vision you have, sir!

Faced with death threats from a top-tier dark web hunting team, the man didn't even blink, and even had the mood to complain about the non-compliant logistics!

"Sir, I will immediately activate the highest level of security!" Xu Zhengyang stood at attention and saluted, his eyes gleaming with a chilling intensity. "From this moment on, tactical bunkers will be erected behind all load-bearing walls on the 68th floor, and infrared anti-sniper laser arrays will be installed on the exterior glass. I will not allow these rats to get even a step closer to you!"

"Go ahead, but don't make too much noise or disrupt the company's normal operations." Shen Feng waved his hand, picked up his thermos, and took a sip of goji berry water to calm his nerves.

Just then, Xiaoyu suddenly poked his head in from outside.

"Master, the receptionist said that Team Leader Qin Zheng from the Provincial Department's Inspection Division has arrived. He said if you refuse again, he will bring the special police to arrest you directly."

"Let him in."

Two minutes later, the heavy wooden door to the office was pushed open.

Qin Zheng strode in, dressed in a crisp uniform.

"Shen Feng, you certainly have a high and mighty attitude." Qin Zheng walked to the desk, placed his hands on the surface, and stared at Shen Feng with an extremely imposing gaze. "The Provincial Department's Inspection Division summoned you, and you actually dared to request that the meeting place be changed to your studio? Do you think this is your private kingdom?"

Qin Zheng originally came with a thunderous rage.

Online rumors about Shen Feng providing "human sacrifices" have completely spiraled out of control, severely damaging the credibility of the National Defense Agency.

However, when he actually stood in that office, he inexplicably felt a strong sense of suffocation.

Shen Feng sat in that ergonomic chair worth 100,000 yuan, with a floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

Outside the window, the skyline of Jiangzhou is ablaze with neon lights.

He sat there quietly, his back to the myriad lights of the city, his aura of authority combined with the invisible pressure from his god-level criminal psychology spreading like a tide throughout the spacious office.

Qin Zheng suddenly realized that Shen Feng's insistence on meeting at the studio was not just to put on airs.

This is the purest form of spatial psychological suppression!

In the interrogation room of the Defense Agency, the police are absolutely in charge.

But here, on Shen Feng's home turf, this man will forcibly take over the entire rhythm!

"Team Leader Qin, please sit down." Shen Feng did not stand up, but merely raised his hand slightly.

"No need. I'm here today to ask you only one question." Qin Zheng stared into Shen Feng's eyes, "Was it you who leaked that internal network technical log online? Are you Zhou Mingyuan's mastermind?!"

Faced with this stern questioning that could have been a conviction, Shen Feng did not answer.

He simply opened a drawer, took out a brown paper bag, pulled out a thin printed document, and gently pushed it towards Qin Zheng along the smooth desktop.

"Team Leader Qin, before I answer any of your questions, I'd like to ask you one first."

Qin Zheng subconsciously looked down.

The moment he saw the heading of the document, the provincial inspector, who was known for his impartiality and incorruptibility, suddenly had his pupils contract!

That was a record of the circulation of official documents.

"After you landed in Jiangzhou, you submitted a preliminary investigation report about me to the provincial department overnight."

Shen Feng interlaced his fingers and rested his elbows on the table. "The original report you submitted to the provincial department was forty-seven pages long."

"But when the report reached the Jiangzhou Defense Agency's Special Case Team for filing, it had become forty-four pages."

"Team Leader Qin, what are the three missing pages?"

"You deleted it yourself—"

"Or was it intercepted and withheld by someone without your knowledge?"

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