Chapter 33 Wounds, Endure, Vanish into Thin Air. Yuan Jianxing felt...

Upon receiving Yuan Jianxing's message, the executive captain rushed to the hospital as fast as he could, arriving at the ward in a few quick steps.

Looking at Du Yang lying on the hospital bed, covered in various monitoring devices, he punched the wall next to him, then wiped his face with his other hand to force himself to calm down.

He asked Yuan Jianxing, who was sitting on the bench outside, "What's going on with Du Yang?"

"The doctor's tests showed that all vital signs were normal, but no matter how much stimulation is applied, the person won't wake up." As he spoke, Yuan Jianxing handed a neatly arranged stack of reports to the executive captain.

While the executive captain was going through the papers, he said to Fu Ze, who had just returned with the medicine, "The person has arrived. Now, tell me again how you found Du Yang."

Having learned from his previous experience reporting to Yuan Jianxing, Fu Ze's ability to distort the facts and manipulate judgments became even stronger this time. With just a few words, he sketched out a story of how he followed clues to a secret location, confronted the villains, and successfully escaped with Du Yang after a struggle.

To ensure overall credibility, Fu Ze deliberately used a very concise "subject-verb-object" narrative structure during his narration. Unless the executive captain asked additional questions, he would not reveal any further details.

Finally, he mentioned separately the news about the missing executives—there was no news.

After listening to Fu Ze's account, the team leader sighed and then patted Fu Ze's shoulder twice. "You've worked hard. Don't rush to go through the reporting process. Let's treat your wounds first."

Based on the consideration of gaining Yuan Jianxing's trust, Fu Ze took the initiative to spar with Xijiao before taking Du Yang away, so as to create some scars on his body.

Having probably rarely heard of such a request, Rhinoceros Horn was taken aback at first, then laughed heartily and readily agreed.

So when Fu Ze reappeared in front of Yuan Jianxing, he was covered in wounds, as if he had really fought a life-or-death battle with the villain he had described.

Of course, Rhinoceros Horn, a former top-notch enforcer, possesses exceptional professional skills. Apart from the initial lip injury where Fu Ze's lip actually hit the ground, the wounds he inflicted on Fu Ze were the kind that looked intimidating but would heal almost completely with a little care.

As he watched the team leader go to communicate with the doctor who appeared at the other end of the corridor, Fu Ze repeatedly reviewed his two accounts of rescuing Du Yang in his mind, checking for any discrepancies that might have led to Yuan Jianxing capturing him.

"What are you thinking about?"

The sudden, unexpected sound from Yuan Jianxing startled Fu Ze, who was harboring ulterior motives.

However, Yuan Jianxing did not raise any questions about Fu Ze's report as Fu Ze had expected. Instead, he gestured with his eyes to the empty seat next to him: "Sit down, I'll handle it for you."

At the same time, Fu Ze felt the bag he was carrying being snatched away, followed by a rustling sound of plastic rubbing together.

Carefully sitting in the seat next to Yuan Jianxing but furthest away from him, Fu Ze replied, "I was thinking, if only I had a sidearm back then."

While fiddling with the medicine Fu Ze had just brought over, Yuan Jianxing asked without looking up, "If you were armed, are you sure you could still be alive today?"

Fu Ze feigned indignation: "But the team leader also said that the extra weight inside and out is all for transporting guns. What if that person is carrying... hiss!"

Just as Fu Ze was trying to argue, Yuan Jianxing suddenly raised his hand and used the plastic tweezers to press a cotton ball onto the wound on Fu Ze's lip.

The alcohol seeped into the cracks in the wound, flowing and seeping as if burning Fu Ze's flesh.

Fu Ze is a very patient person, provided that he has made full mental preparations beforehand.

The current situation clearly did not meet this condition, so he subconsciously tried to tilt his head back to escape the sudden pain.

But Yuan Jianxing, as if he had foreseen this, grabbed his chin first, forcibly fixing Fu Ze in place.

"Don't hide."

"It hurts..." Fu Ze felt his voice was weak and trembling.

"Endure it." In comparison, Yuan Jianxing seemed so cold and ruthless.

"Boss, can't you say something nice to this wounded soldier who has made great contributions right after joining the company?" Fu Ze tried to control the size of his mouth when he spoke to reduce the harm that alcohol would cause him. "For example: It would be such a pity if he had a scar, since he is so good-looking."

Yuan Jianxing was speechless for a moment, then asked:

Are you thirsty?

"I'm not thirsty."

Could it be that Yuan Jianxing was moved by what he just said and finally decided to do something decent?

Upon receiving the answer, Yuan Jianxing swiftly and decisively applied a piece of gauze pre-filled with gel to Fu Ze's lips, precisely covering both the upper and lower lips.

Fu Ze: ...What am I expecting?

"If you don't want a scar, don't touch it for the next two hours. If you don't like the noise outside, you can stay inside and keep me company."

After packing up the used medical waste, Yuan Jianxing patted Fu Ze on the head as he got up.

Fu Ze brushed the other person's hand away, glared at Yuan Jianxing, and tried to express with his eyes the complex emotions: "Don't think that these superficial and worthless favors can offset the real harm you just caused me!"

Regardless of whether Yuan Jianxing can understand it or not, he has to convey it anyway.

Clearly, Yuan Jianxing hadn't grasped the meaning, or perhaps he had but showed no remorse. In any case, he strode away carrying the trash.

However, just around the corner, out of Fu Ze's sight, Yuan Jianxing held a cube no bigger than a little fingernail in his palm.

Taking into account the possibility of signal jamming, Yuan Jianxing added this second layer of protection—a track recorder based on purely physical principles.

Because it does not involve any electrical signal recording, all of Fu Ze's physical activities will be recorded by this little thing.

[Yuan Jianxing initially made no move as he watched Fu Ze, who was stumbling backward in his high heels, lose his footing.]

[As an outstanding trainee in the Cumming Group's undercover and executive selection team, this guy couldn't possibly... Why does he look like he's about to fall?]

"A grown man falling down is nothing to worry about, it should be fine."

No, what if she bumps her head and causes a miscarriage today?

[Wouldn't it be weird to put my arm around this guy's waist? Oh well, I'll just pull on his belt.]

"Stand still, don't move."

After pulling the person back, Yuan Jianxing tidied up Fu Ze's flashy headdress, which matched the other person's clothes perfectly.

[I also discreetly slipped the recorder inside.]

After the recollection ended, Yuan Jianxingxuan attached the recorder to the back of the phone and began reading the data.

As the progress bar on the screen advanced, Yuan Jianxing suddenly realized that his feelings seemed somewhat subtle.

Although he had previously unilaterally concluded that Fu Ze was a spy sent by the Kangming Group to infiltrate the Executive Officer's organization and assassinate Wan Chuanqiu in the Adjudication Bureau, it was ultimately just a possibility based on various clues, rather than a confirmed fact.

But the little thing on your phone these days is different.

First-hand data is data, and there's no room for faking it.

In other words, if the data here deviates from the process described by Fu Ze, the data itself can be used as evidence recognized by the adjudication board to directly identify Fu Ze as an inside agent.

But Yuan Jianxing didn't know whether he wanted Fu Ze to be definitively proven to be the mole, thus completely defining the motivation behind his subsequent actions, or he hoped...

Ah, what do I hope for?

Is it really true, as recorded in his profile, that Fu Ze came from an ordinary family, was ranked near the bottom of the Executive Officer Selection Group due to his shooting performance, and then suddenly stood out and was selected for further training and internship?

Unfortunately, the data reading progress on the other side would not change due to Yuan Jianxing's wavering will. Soon, the complete trajectory of Fu Ze's actions during this period was presented to Yuan Jianxing.

First, remove the irrelevant route from Cui Ya's studio to the furniture market. Then, Yuan Jianxing lowers the transparency of the furniture market map he obtained from the executive captain and places it below Fu Ze's movement trajectory.

The trajectory shows that Fu Ze and Cui Ya entered from the west gate and followed the path that appeared in the viewfinder before Du Yang disappeared to that key location—which is consistent with what Yuan Jianxing heard simultaneously in the communicator at the time.

What truly concerned Hara Kensei was the record that followed.

At that time, Cui Ya reported quickly over the communicator that he had just left to set up a new camera, which was only two minutes in total. When he returned, Fu Ze had "disappeared into thin air" just like Du Yang.

The space where the two were located was quite spacious, and the connected areas were also open spaces that sold floor lamps and antique display shelves, with no possibility of hiding anyone.

Logically speaking, if Fu Ze wanted to achieve the "disappearance" effect described by Cui Ya, he would have to sprint through three busy business areas at full speed.

However, according to feedback from customers present at the time, none of them saw any men dressed in strange clothes pass by.

When Cui Ya cried out, "It's like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!" Yuan Jianxing immediately thought of the characteristic that Snake Eyes had mentioned when the Charon Crossing incident occurred, and how none of the surrounding residents noticed it.

Did Fu Ze, who disappeared, experience something similar?

With this question in mind, Yuan Jianxing dragged the record to the corresponding time point.

Then he froze.

Records show that Fu Ze, who "disappeared," remained motionless in place for several minutes before starting to move around in small areas again. Finally, he emerged at a relatively slow pace along a road that looked very rugged and winding.

Looking at the map corresponding to Fu Ze's route, Yuan Jianxing felt that his common sense had been greatly shocked.

How could anyone move around inside a rammed earth wall?!

No, with the existence of the [key], a bridge weighing tens of thousands of tons can be easily moved horizontally, so it seems that allowing people to walk through walls is not an impossible task.

In short, he can no longer examine and think about the current problems using common sense.

But...

Yuan Jianxing felt that he had encountered such an unsolvable situation for the first time in a long time.

He can't get past his own conscience if he tries to think logically but fails.

Suddenly, Yuan Jianxing had a flash of inspiration while looking at Fu Ze's winding path at a certain stage.

He marked the location where Fu Ze and Cui Ya reunited on the map, then copied the route record, moved it over, and overlapped the two.

Fu Ze's route actually overlapped with an employee passageway in the furniture store!

Going back in time, the starting point of Fu Ze's operation was a basement!

Comparing Fu Ze's two accounts of his experiences, Yuan Jianxing circled the basement and the location where Fu Ze disappeared, and drew a straight line between them.

Recalling the files on the "strange incidents" that occurred within the jurisdiction of Rhinoceros Horn, which were retrieved from the L City Tribunal, Yuan Jianxing suddenly had an explanation that perfectly fit everything—

Teleportation

Previously, if Yuan Jianxing saw the word "teleportation" in any report, no matter who submitted the document or how detailed the rest of the content was, he would immediately mark "not approved" in the "approval comments" column and send the entire document back for rewriting.

But ironically, it's him who's thinking of those two words now...

Yuan Jianxing gave a self-deprecating laugh, then quickly adjusted his mindset and continued to think.

For him, anything that is "correct," effective, and helpful in solving problems is something to be absorbed and learned.

Yuan Jianxing rested one hand on the railing of the hospital corridor and tapped it intermittently.

He was thinking about two things.

Firstly, there is no doubt that this "teleportation" must have some limitations, otherwise Kangming Group would not have bothered to do this at the furniture market.

Don't be fooled by the elaborate schemes and plots in TV dramas; in real life, a one-off deal is the best deal.

Secondly, the person who can teleport is not necessarily Rhinoceros Horn; he could also be one of Rhinoceros Horn's close confidants.

With these recent incidents alerting the enemy, Kangming Group is unlikely to use the old dock in the furniture market as a location for operations anytime soon.

Instead of hopelessly chasing fish with a net, it's better to proactively create an outlet for them.

Having made up his mind, Yuan Jianxing quickly drafted an action plan in his mind and began to write a secret document as if on cue.