Chapter 208 Letter
The case of Shen Zheng's murder has now been concluded. After all, even the mutual aid association has been destroyed. There is no need to conceal it any longer. Those who were involved and are still alive have already confessed.
However, the results of the investigation have not yet been announced, so the school does not know the specific situation.
Chen Chuan learned a lot from Wei Jun that night. He felt that it was necessary to talk about this matter. Even if he didn't say it, people would definitely know it later.
He believed that after some people knew about this, they would not ignore it, especially some people in the Fenxin Society. Many of them had received favors and help from Shen Zheng, and they would definitely try to find out the final whereabouts of his sister.
He was also unsure how He Xiaoxing would react when he found out.
Theoretically, this matter has nothing to do with He Xiaoxing, but Shen Zheng's death is undoubtedly directly related to this. The person who murdered Shen Zheng is still alive and well in the central city and was not liquidated in this operation, so he thinks He Xiaoxing may not turn a blind eye.
Cheng Zitong seemed to have thought of something. He said, "I'll discuss this matter with Lao He later." He sorted out the documents on the desk, put them back in his briefcase, and stood up. "The teacher will go to the principal to sign first. Just wait for my news."
After Chen Chuan sent him away, he once again devoted himself to his own fighting training. At this time, he also discovered that fighting was indeed the best catalyst.
Now when he exercises, he has a better understanding of the purpose and direction of exercise than before, and knows which areas need to be strengthened first.
After the battle with Luo Qi, the overlap time between him and the second me increased by more than three hours, but the gains were not as much as Tan Wanglai.
But that was normal. Before the battle with Tan Wang, he had never fought with anyone from the third limit, and he didn't know what kind of fighting master would be coming. But he did not retreat at that time. Instead, he was full of expectations. At that time, he was fighting to achieve his own goals and for his own destiny.
Before fighting with Luo Qi, he had made sufficient preparations. This time he was fighting to overthrow Molan Company. Although it was also for himself to a certain extent, he was far less excited than when he fought against Tan Wang.
The overlap time has now reached eighteen hours, which seems to be not far from the target of twenty-four hours. I wonder if it can be achieved before reaching the central city.
After finishing his daily training, he reviewed the throwing method that Yu Gang had given him. He found that the method that was most difficult for others was the easiest to master.
All that’s left is repeated practice.
There are restrictions on throwing methods in martial arts school teaching, because fighters use force to throw objects, which is not necessarily less powerful than ordinary firearms at short distances. In the past, he did not have a weapons license and could only practice casually outside the school. After obtaining the license, there is no problem and he can practice openly.
In fact, whether throwing can cause enough damage depends on the choice of tools. Although some hard objects can hurt people after practicing to a certain level, it is obviously not enough to deal with fighters.
The material must be strong and useful, and it does not necessarily need to be stone. Stone is just something that can be found everywhere, is relatively cheap, and is easy to carry.
He was also thinking about whether he should find someone to polish something suitable for his own use.
After school started, time passed quickly and a few days went by in a flash. One day when he walked out of the dormitory building, he saw a student waiting there with something in his hand.
He recognized Fang Mingming and took the initiative to greet him, "Classmate Fang."
Fang Mingming hurried over and said, "Student Chen."
Chen Chuan walked up and asked, "Why, waiting for me here? Why didn't you call?"
They are both students of the same school. Although one is an A-grade student and the other a B-grade student, they often see each other while eating in the cafeteria. Sometimes they even chat with each other. There is no barrier between them because of the different treatment they receive.
Fang Mingming said, "Yes. Classmate Chen, do you remember when your family asked me to pass you a name card last time?"
Chen Chuanshuo said: "I remember that later a senior from that company came to see me."
"Yes, it's that Senior Sister Min. She came to me before and said she had made some progress in her investigation. She wanted to ask for your opinion, but you happened to be away. She felt that if she waited any longer, she might miss the opportunity, so she decided to go by herself. She said that if she didn't contact me in half a month, she would give you this thing."
As he spoke, Fang Mingming handed over the thing in his hand.
Chen Chuan took it and saw it was a letter. He took it and looked at it. He saw "Personally addressed to classmate Chen Chuan" written in beautiful handwriting. He thought about it, put it away, and said, "Okay, thank you, classmate Fang."
Fang Mingming breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you received it, Classmate Chen. I was worried it was too late and delayed your business." After a pause, he looked at Chen Chuan and said sincerely, "Classmate Chen, I admire what you have done. I really admire you..."
He had suffered direct losses from the Mutual Aid Association and was almost beaten to death by Zhong Wu during the entrance examination, so he could especially understand what Chen Chuan did.
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, I saw you in front of the Court of Appeal that day. I know you came to support me, too. Thank you."
Fang Mingming was startled. He didn't expect Chen Chuan to see him. He felt a little excited and said quickly, "No need to thank me, no need to thank me. I didn't do anything..."
Chen Chuan said seriously, "You are here to support me. You also played a role in bringing down Molan Company and the Mutual Aid Association. Mr. Fang, you have done far more than you think."
Fang Mingming looked at him, as if encouraged, and nodded vigorously.
"My letter has been delivered, so I'll be heading back now. I still have a lot of training to do in the new semester, and my classmates are waiting for me. Goodbye, classmate Chen."
Chen Chuandian said okay, and after saying goodbye to Fang Mingming, he thought for a moment, turned back to the dormitory, opened the letter, unfolded the stationery, and read the contents.
"Student Chen, I'm writing this letter to you with great presumption. Do you remember the commission I mentioned last time? There hasn't been any progress since our conversation, but I recently found some clues. I wanted to confirm them with you, but you don't seem to be at school, so I decided to investigate on my own..."
Because some colleagues disappeared when investigating this matter, I suspect that someone in the company may be involved, perhaps the company's top management, and even some of my friends and colleagues around me. I suspect that they are involved in this matter. Among the people I know, you may be the only one I can trust.
I've compiled the clues and mailed them out in advance. I've also asked Fang to send you a letter if I don't return in two weeks. If possible, could you please accept the email and pass it on to the relevant experts?
Chen Chuan thought about it. Since the letter was in his hands, it was enough to prove that Min Lan had not returned for half a month. This matter might not be simple. He thought about it, took out the name card that Min Lan had given him, and tried to make a call, but no one answered.
He called the company where Min Lan worked again. Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone said that she was there. He asked if someone could come to answer the phone, but after a while, the person replied that the person was there just now, but couldn't be found for a while, and asked him to call again later.
Chen Chuan's heart moved slightly and he hung up the phone.
This situation is very abnormal.
After thinking about it, he decided to go to the post office first.
According to the address and order number given in Min Lan's letter, he successfully got the information deposited here, but he did not open it himself first.
Now that the national conscription was not over, there was no way he could do anything else, and he didn't have to do it himself.
After returning to the dormitory, he called Director Lei's home. It was He Nan who answered the phone. When he heard that he was looking for Director Lei, he said, "Junior brother, are you in school? Wait a minute, I'll have Lao Lei call you right away."
Chen Chuan waited for a few minutes before Director Lei called and asked, "Student Chen, what can I do for you?"
Chen Chuan said truthfully, "Director Lei, I discovered something and obtained some information that may involve esoteric rituals. You are an expert in this area, so I wanted to send it to you."
Director Lei's voice turned serious: "Are you free to come out?"
"convenient."
"Well, my car will be at Wuyi's gate in half an hour. Bring your things out and we'll meet to discuss it in detail."
"good."
More than 20 minutes later, Director Lei's armed car arrived outside the gate of Wuyi Academy. Chen Chuan was already waiting there. After seeing him, he got into the car with the things, handed them to Director Lei, and told him what he had learned.
Director Lei put on gloves, opened the document, and after carefully reading it, he did not tell Chen Chuan about the content above. Instead, he said: "After Molan Company came to Yangzhi, they supported a group of cult members. Their purpose is not only to disrupt the government's attention, but also to find something through esoteric rituals, in an attempt to reverse their unfavorable situation in the central city.
They also set up many rituals in Yangzhi City. We have now broken up many of them, but there are still many cults that have taken funds from Molan Company that we have not had time to eliminate.
Now that Molan Company has collapsed, some cults have gone dormant and are clearing out traces of their existence, but that doesn't mean they've vanished. If they're not completely eradicated, they'll surely resurface one after another in the future."
Chen Chuanshuo said, "Is this one of those evil cults?"
"pretty close."
Director Lei took a picture of the information and said, "As a tantric group, they need a fixed ritual venue, necessary costumes and props, and some special 'tantric materials'. All of these things require financial support."
He said to the telegraph operator on the car: "Send a telegram and tell Lao Gao to go to the Qingyao Company at No. 32 Olive Street in the south of the city and find three two-meter-high black pillars at the three directions of 12 o'clock, 4 o'clock, and 8 o'clock within a distance of 50 meters.
Tell him not to rush to pull it out. Cut out paper figures corresponding to the number of employees in Qingyao Company and stick them on. Write the name of each employee on the paper figures. Then go into the company to check who is still there and who is not.
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(End of this chapter)
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