At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Three pieces of information collided fiercely in Chen Geng's mind.

The first one seems to be related to the Green Hell Legion, but that's just my guess.

The last anonymous warning already took a huge risk, and the inspection team won't arrive until next week, so even if something happens, it will definitely happen after that.

Perhaps... we can wait a little longer?

Perhaps in the next few days, the system will refresh to provide more accurate time and location information.

He decided to hold back for the time being.

Secondly, I might indeed be drawn into this as an "accomplice" or "technical support staff member." We'll deal with it as it comes; thinking too much now is pointless.

Thirdly, the intelligence clearly indicates that the attack came from Lu Jiahao's men, suggesting it was likely retaliation from Zhou Peng and Su Qingqing.

Lu Jiahao and I don't have any public interaction, so it's highly likely that he was asked to do this by Lu Shiming or Zhou Peng.

Sending two thugs to "teach them a lesson" is in line with the gangster style, and it also shows that they don't want or dare to make things too big for the time being.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." Chen Geng's eyes calmed down, but he still underestimated the capabilities of the Chinese police.

The morning sunlight streamed into the Luohu branch.

Yang Yongchao, dressed in a brand-new police uniform, sat in the branch captain's office, still feeling somewhat surreal.

There were many backlogged and transferred cases piled up on the table, and one of them, a notice for assistance marked "sensitive" and "international," caught his attention.

Briefing on the anonymous warning of the "Green Hell Legion" infiltration incident: Through IP tracking and sending behavior analysis, the technical department has initially narrowed down the sender's activity range to an area in the east of the city. Among several key related addresses, a familiar community name and house number flashed by.

Yang Yongchao's gaze suddenly froze, his finger pointing to the address. Chen Geng's address?!

He was jolted and leaned back in his chair.

An anonymous warning about an international mercenary organization?

Chen Geng?

That seemingly calm, somewhat clever, and mysterious GG company employee who saved my life?

How is that possible?

How could he know information of this level?

Did you overhear something by chance?

Or... does he possess unknown information channels, or even... an identity?

Yang Yongchao instantly recalled all the "coincidences" Chen Geng had mentioned before!

A person happened to be at Luohu Park and cleverly saved the person!

Zhang Guowei happened to be able to provide himself with an alibi when the case occurred!

The garbage dump, seemingly possessing precognitive abilities, saved itself...

Each one seems reasonable, yet it reveals an indescribable precision.

What if... none of those were coincidences?

Who exactly is Chen Geng?

Was his warning about the "Green Hell Legion" infiltrating out of patriotism, or did he know more inside information?

Is he in danger?

According to regulations, this notice for assistance in the investigation required further investigation, but Yang Yongchao almost subconsciously buried it under other documents.

He wants to figure it out himself first!

It's 7:50 in the morning, and Chen Geng should be leaving for work by now.

Yang Yongchao grabbed his car keys and decided to "bump into" Chen Geng downstairs at his company and "have a chat".

At 8:10, at the T-junction of Fenglin Road and Xingye Street.

Yang Yongchao parked his car in an inconspicuous spot on the side of the road, where he could just see the intersection.

Just then, Chen Geng's Lincoln Z drove up from Fenglin Road, preparing to turn right onto Xingye Street.

Almost simultaneously, a silver van darted out from a side road, cutting off the Lincoln Z. Yang Yongchao's eyes sharpened, and his professional instincts made him instantly straighten up.

But what happened next was completely unexpected by Yang Yongchao, and even had a touch of absurd dark humor.

The moment the silver van swerved past, Chen Geng's heart skipped a beat, but his hands remained steady as he braked and made minor adjustments to the direction, narrowly avoiding the collision.

The intelligence came true! The thugs have appeared!

Two thuggish-looking young men jumped out of the car, looking aggressive.

Chen Geng's gaze quickly swept over the two men. The one in front, with a fierce face and cursing, must be Wang Meng.

The one behind him… Chen Geng’s pupils contracted slightly—it was Zhang Xiaoqiang! Yu Xiulian’s son, he had just seen him at the hospital the day before yesterday!

Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze also met Chen Geng's.

At first, he was ruthless and indifferent while carrying out his mission, but the next second, when his gaze swept across Chen Geng's face, that ruthlessness instantly froze, turning into astonishment and disbelief.

"A Lincoln? Damn! So that's Aunt Cui's son? My mom was just saying yesterday that he got promoted, he's an honest guy... No wonder that name sounded familiar! Hao-ge ordered this guy to be dealt with?! This is fucking..."

A feeling of irritability and unease welled up in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart.

He didn't have much brotherly affection for Wang Meng; they were just people who relied on Brother Hao for a living, and they were always competing with each other.

But his mother, Yu Xiulian, was one of the people he cared about most in this world.

The day before yesterday, my mother went shopping and had dinner with Aunt Cui. When she got home, she praised Chen Geng, saying that this young man had it tough, working so hard even after getting divorced, and being filial to his mother... If I were to hit Aunt Cui's son today, my mother would be so angry that she would get sick, and I would never be able to go home again.

But Hao Ge's order... Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes flickered.

Just as Wang Meng was banging on the car window and reaching for the car door, Zhang Xiaoqiang made a sudden decision, stepped forward, but instead of pulling Wang Meng, he pretended to check the "scratches." He slipped and "accidentally" bumped into Wang Meng's arm, causing Wang Meng's hand to slip from the car door.

"Qiangzi, you fucking watch out!" Wang Meng cursed, and without thinking much, he went to pull him again.

"Brother Meng," Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered his voice, his tone vague, "this guy... seems a bit off. Driving this car doesn't look like someone who goes to work normally. Should we ask him first?"

He didn't dare say he knew them, so he could only stall for time with words.

"What's the point of asking! Brother Hao said he's just a little Kalami, what's he pretending to be so important about!"

Wang Meng, impatient, yanked open the car door.

Chen Geng took in Zhang Xiaoqiang's subtle movements and shifty eyes.

He instantly understood—Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized him and wanted to go easy on him because of Aunt Yu, but didn't dare to do it openly.

Good, it's good to have an inside contact, even if it's just a wavering one.

Chen Geng sneered inwardly, but his face betrayed a perfectly timed look of astonishment and a hint of feigned anger: "What are you doing? Trying to steal a car in broad daylight? I'm calling the police!"

"Call the police? You hit us, and you still think you're right?" Wang Meng became even more aggressive, reaching out to grab Chen Geng's collar.

Just then, Chen Geng "seemed" to try to dodge, and his hand "accidentally" touched the half-empty bottle of mineral water on the panel. The bottle rolled off, and the water splashed all over Wang Meng.

"Damn it!" Wang Meng was stunned by the icy water, his movements faltered, and he became even angrier. He pulled out a large wrench from his waist and smashed it over Chen Geng's head.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible hint of schadenfreude, but he said "anxiously," "Brother Meng, be careful! Don't make things too big!"

He stepped forward, seemingly to stop Wang Meng, but in reality, he subtly nudged Wang Meng's lower back with his elbow.