If you can remember that feeling and achieve it again, wouldn’t it become permanent overclocking?)
(Pengpeng Bird: He actually dares to go against the martial arts brother?)
(Water Crystal Clear: Hey... don’t stir up trouble, I think Z is right, but it’s not easy, because I’ve heard of Visualization, it seems like it can really happen?)
(Catch: I said it was an epiphany!)
(123: But can you reproduce it?)
(Admin. Wei+Hang: Z, the Visualization practice, it seems like only the major gym owners and coaches know a bit, right? It’s not incorrect for us ordinary gym members to say it’s luck?)
(Z: Oh right, forgot, Visualization hasn’t become widespread yet, also hard to popularize, I haven’t taught it either, let’s not talk about this for now)
(Water Crystal Clear: You teach? Are you a gym owner or a martial arts coach?)
(Pengpeng Bird: Bro, if you’re a coach, just tell the group owner, ask him to make you an admin)
(Admin. Wei+Hang: You’re a coach?)
They finished talking and were all waiting for Z’s response.
Because having a gym owner or coach in their group would definitely be a great thing!
At least it would mean free teaching.
And listening to Z talk, it seems he knows what he’s doing, not like he’s just playing with them.
Even the group members who weren’t typing were silently watching.
For a moment, the group fell into a silence.
They waited for half a minute.
They thought Z would run away after saying something big.
(Z: A few days from now, I’ll livestream teaching you guys in the group, I have something to do now)
Zhang Feng turned off his phone and looked at the approaching military helicopters,
Old Liu waved from the helicopter cabin as it slowly descended.
Zhang Feng glanced a few times, feeling puzzled.
He was just out for a stroll, no need to send helicopters looking for him, right?
Thinking this in his mind,
Zhang Feng suddenly paused, and before Old Liu, who just landed, could speak, he asked, "Where did something happen?"
"Southeast, nine hundred miles." Old Liu handed a file to Zhang Feng,
"Suspected professional martial artist killing."
What needed worrying about has happened.
But it’s not too worrying, nor will it affect the extraordinary plan.
Because even without martial arts, some people would still commit crimes.
However, this person is ultimately a professional martial artist, and this is the first case.
Old Liu took it very seriously and decided to capture the person himself.
He came over to report to President Zhang.
At the same time, seeing Old Liu’s look that he’s about to leave, Zhang Feng got on the helicopter with him,
"Let’s go have a look together."
Ceng City is a medium-sized city.
Currently, it has 21 martial arts gyms.
Official ones number 15, with the rest run by local businesses and one privately owned.
Over ten thousand students.
By the time they arrived at the police station that night,
Zhang Feng learned about the case from a few detectives.
The deceased was a manager of a large local company, two hours and forty-five minutes ago, he withdrew cash at a bank in the city, and afterwards, was murdered at a blind spot of a parking lot’s surveillance, with 420,000 in payment stolen.
Based on footage pulled from nearby, the suspect was obviously disguised, making it hard to identify them.
And there was no DNA or biological residue left behind.
This was a premeditated robbery murder.
However, judging by the deceased’s wounds, there was a kick mark on the throat, which was obviously fatal.
It is suspected to be a professional martial artist committing the crime, a single front kick shattering the victim’s throat while he was standing.
The ruthlessness of the means, before the extraordinary came, very few could deliver such a clean lethal blow.
in the large conference room.
Zhang Feng sat at the head, listened to the report, and looked at the room full of special forces and detectives.
He didn’t look at the autopsy report of the victim nor the scene, etc.
Zhang Feng directly instructed, "Pull out all the footage related to the murderer."
"Yes!" Old Liu responded, then directed the captain of detectives, who didn’t dare to speak, to retrieve it.
The footage was also nearby.
After the captain got it, he personally played it immediately.
Everyone in the room was watching, firstly wanting to catch the murderer, and secondly not denying that some wanted to show off in front of President Zhang.
Zhang Feng quietly watched the footage, seeing the suspect appearing in several frames.
The suspect was well-covered, and their behavior was deliberately concealed.
"He..." Meanwhile, the captain wanted to point at the footage, mention his views, and some guesses about this person.
But seeing how quiet the hall was, and looking at the special forces around holding rifles, he felt it best not to speak.
"Speak if you should." Zhang Feng broke the silence, "What are your thoughts."
"Report!" The captain stood to attention, then said, "The other party has a certain degree of counter-reconnaissance skills; they know we’ll analyze from behavior and actions.
So in behavior patterns, we are at a deadlock, but we’re ready to work from the video of his clothes and walking routes, slowly tracking..."
The captain spoke, and his voice gradually lowered.
Because this still needs to be investigated, and more so, breaking open from a currently unimportant clue.
This is the toughest, not something that can be clarified overnight.
Therefore, he’s prepared to say less nonsense and focus more on checking the footage.
"Hmm." Zhang Feng nodded, "The overall idea is not wrong, but as for martial artists, we can’t investigate currently, it’s too slow."
Zhang Feng spoke, looked at Old Liu, and said, "Get out the data book."
"Alright..." Old Liu brought out the encrypted notebook and prepared to have everyone leave. Fresh chapters posted on novᴇlfire.net
"No need." Zhang Feng pointed to the big screen, "Project it, all learn, sharpen your eyesight. I’m planning to connect future military and police personnel databases and big data basic character data."