After Yan Changge finished speaking, he put down the phone and stopped listening to Wang Yanfeng's confession. Changge is a sword. In the past thousand years, the most he did was killing, and he was used by others to kill. For a sword, all the hidden stories behind the killings are meaningless. If you don't understand emotions, judge according to the law. If the law thinks he is guilty, then he is guilty.

Due to the principle of confidentiality, the conversation between Yan Changge and Wang Yanfeng could not be monitored. After coming out of the meeting room, Shen Yifei immediately asked: "What did he say, what did you say, why is he so excited now?"

After Yan Changge put down the phone, Wang Yanfeng was yelling something on the other side of the glass, very excited. However, the sound was blocked by the glass, and Yan Changge did not even turn around, not even glancing at him.

"Nothing to say," Yan Changge frowned slightly, "It's all meaningless stuff."

"Looking at Wang Yanfeng's excitement now, it seems that this is not meaningless to him..." Shen Yifei said to Yan Changge, "You tell me a little bit, I'll take notes."

Yan Changge simply recounted what Wang Yanfeng had just said. After listening to it, a soft-hearted police officer couldn't help but say: "He was very young at the time, and many things were beyond his control. It's quite pitiful."

Yan Changge glanced coldly at the soft-hearted policeman. After feeling the cold gaze like a knife, he immediately shuddered and said quickly: "But no matter how helpless he is, it can't be a reason for committing a crime. If he really doesn't want to, he can turn himself in. Since he was not yet an adult at the time, he can be treated leniently. But not only did he not choose the side of justice, he later killed innocent people to vent his anger. This is absolutely not worthy of sympathy!"

Shen Yifei glanced at everyone in the office. Everyone initially felt a little sympathetic towards Wang Yanfeng, but after hearing these words, their expressions turned cold and indifferent again.

"I don't care whether he was forced to do it or not," Shen Yifei said. "I only know one thing. In all my years as a police officer, he is the only person who made me want to draw my gun when I saw him. This person is definitely not innocent. His difficulties cannot make up for the harm done to the victims."

Wang Yanfeng was so emotional that he was not suitable for interrogation at the moment. Shen Yifei did not expect that Wang Yanfeng did not tell Yan Changge any important information, but was just complaining. This trip was in vain. However, he was really grateful for Yan Changge's cooperation. After all, Wang Yanfeng was a cruel and vicious person, and few people would be willing to face him again.

"Thank you for your help all along," Shen Yifei said, extending his hand. "Now that you have your ID card, have you thought about what kind of job you want to do in the future?"

Yan Changge held Shen Yifei's hand and shook it, saying, "As long as it benefits the country and the people, we can do anything."

Shen Yifei shuddered. Yan Changge's words always made him shiver. Fortunately, he was getting used to it and the shivers were not so severe anymore.

"I have a question," Yan Changge asked, "Isn't the existence of the Wushu Association to manage and restrain martial artists? Why would it protect criminals?"

"Uh..." Shen Yifei shook his head and said, "It was indeed like this when the Wushu Association was first established. Anyone who knew martial arts would register with the Wushu Association, including those martial arts families, who were also managed by the Wushu Association. But power and money breed corruption. The Wushu Association today is no longer the Wushu Association that would call on the vast majority of martial artists to save the world and use their martial arts to contribute to the country and ordinary people."

"Did the Wushu Association have this kind of meaning in the beginning?" Yan Changge asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, when the Wushu Association was first established, as long as your skills reached the minimum standard of the Wushu Association, you could receive a living allowance according to your level. For example, people with high martial arts skills could support their families with the allowance and did not need to work at all. This is because when the country was founded, many martial artists made great contributions to the country, and the country was willing to support them. But gradually, as technology became more and more advanced, the proportion of personal martial arts in society became lower and lower. Even if you have superb martial arts skills, you are no match for a bullet."

Gradually, fewer and fewer people learn martial arts, the state gives less and less funding to the Wushu Association, and the meaning of martial arts itself changes from "stopping war with martial arts" to profit first. In order to guarantee their status, the noble families begin to accept funding from the consortium and secretly do some illegal things for the consortium. The Wushu Association, originally a state agency, also secretly colluded with the noble families and used its power to open the door for them.

Shen Yifei sighed and said, "Because of the star effect of people from martial arts families, many young people still admire martial arts, and even call those children from aristocratic families male gods and goddesses. But they don't know that these martial artists use martial arts to commit crimes, which makes it much more difficult for us to solve cases. I really envy Sherlock Holmes, because when he solves a case, he doesn't have to consider whether people can fly from the first floor to the third floor in an instant."

"Is that so?" Yan Changge said lightly.

"Yes, in fact, the country itself encourages everyone to learn martial arts. Even if you can't become a master, at least you can keep fit. And I heard that people in some special departments of the country are elites who are highly skilled in martial arts and familiar with modern warfare. Their martial arts are also trained by people from the Wushu Association and Wulin families. But I heard that these people's martial arts are getting worse and worse, and the Wushu Association and the families have begun to hide their good skills and don't show them." Shen Yifei shook his head and said, "When I was studying in the police academy, I also had martial arts classes. The martial arts teacher was a branch president of the Wushu Association. I heard that his martial arts were very high, but he rarely taught us useful moves."

On the way back to Qu Lian's house from the police station, Yan Changge kept thinking about what Shen Yifei had said. His goal was to accumulate merits and always maintain his consciousness. If there was an opportunity, he could continue to practice and strive for a higher level.

However, a person's energy is limited. Even if he becomes a powerful person, he can only do a few things. If you want to accumulate countless merits, one person is not enough.

Yan Changge wanted to establish a martial arts school at first, but he was worried about the funding. When he learned that the funds for the Wushu Association were provided by the state, he came up with a plan.

Instead of re-establishing a sect and accumulating reputation bit by bit, it is better to directly become the president of the Wushu Association, remove the cancer in the Wushu Association, and re-establish a clean Wushu Association that is willing to serve the people.

Fighting danger and disaster relief, protecting the country, and educating people are all the responsibilities of the Wushu Association, and each of them is a good deed that will be passed down for generations.

"What are the requirements to become the president of the Wushu Association?" Yan Changge asked after returning home.

"Huh?" Qu Lian was surprised. "You want to be the president? Then you need to have money."

"Martial Arts Association... doesn't that mean one must be highly skilled in martial arts?" Yan Changge asked curiously.

"Who still wins by violence these days? This is not an election for the leader of the martial arts world. If there is nothing wrong, the president of the Wushu Association serves a four-year term and can be re-elected for two terms at most. To become the president, you need to be elected, and all the employees of the Wushu Association will vote. The votes of the elders must exceed 70%, and the votes of all employees must exceed 50%. The votes of all employees are easy to say. As long as you have good interpersonal relationships or good martial arts, you can show up in front of people more often and make them familiar to others, and then everyone will be willing to elect you. But the elders are all masters. If you want them to vote for you, how can you do it without benefits?" Qu Lian said with disdain, "Basically, there is a family behind every elder, and there is a financial group behind every family. If you want to be the president of the Wushu Association, you must be able to satisfy the interests of the majority."

"You seem to know a lot about this?" Yan Changge raised his eyebrows. He thought Qu Lian didn't care about anything.

Qu Lian glanced at him with her peach blossom eyes and revealed a strange smile: "Everyone in Lincheng knows that the Qu family is a martial arts family, but by my generation, we were ignorant and unskilled, and all the martial arts were lost."

After hearing his words, Yan Changge felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and did not tell Qu Lian directly as he did in the past that he was not unlearned, but he was injured in his childhood and it was impossible for him to practice martial arts anymore.

But even if he didn't say it, I think Qu Lian himself would know about this.