“You…” He Zhiwu stared at Li Feng in shock. He never imagined Li Feng’s strength was such that he could crush a stainless steel cup into a metal ball. Even twisting it into a pretzel would be beyond He Zhiwu’s ability.
“A criminal investigation captain, and you can’t even do something this simple,” Li Feng sneered mockingly, his disdain for He Zhiwu evident. Glancing at the still-stunned He Zhiwu, he continued, “This is strength—the strength that kept me alive during that attack.”
“Heh, Mr. Li’s strength is truly impressive,” Old Wu interjected, trying to diffuse the tension while giving He Zhiwu a curious glance, sensing something off about his captain’s mood today.
“Any more questions? Ask away. I need to rest after this,” Li Feng said coolly.
Old Wu glanced at He Zhiwu, who remained silent, and asked, “Mr. Li, what’s your take on those attackers?”
“Well-trained and ruthless,” Li Feng replied.
“Mr. Li, I meant their origins,” Old Wu clarified, frowning.
“Origins? How would I know? If I knew where they came from, do you think I’d be lying here?” Li Feng shot him an irritated glare. If he knew the attackers’ origins, he wouldn’t be dealing with these police—he’d have already led his Black Eagle Squadron to their doorstep.
“Mr. Li, do you think you’ve offended anyone?” Old Wu pressed.
“Offended anyone? Why would I, Li Feng, go around offending people for no reason? Oh, wait, I just remembered—I did offend someone recently,” Li Feng said, slapping his forehead.
“Oh? Who?” Old Wu asked eagerly.
“Xu, the customs inspector from Tianhai Customs,” Li Feng answered. “Our company was framed by him, so he must hate us. Those attackers might be his doing.”
“Inspector Xu?” Old Wu furrowed his brow. The Tianhai Customs and Fengyuan Group incident was well-known, and Xu was a plausible suspect. Still, Old Wu felt Li Feng was hiding something. How could a mere inspector command such a formidable group of assassins?
“Right, besides Inspector Xu, I can’t think of anyone else I’ve offended. But I think it’s unlikely to be him. You’ll need to investigate further,” Li Feng said.
In his mind, Li Feng had several suspects. The first was the Emperor’s Pavilion. They had repeatedly tried to kill him, and after he wiped out the Black Stone Gang, they had gone silent. But Li Feng knew they hadn’t given up; they were likely reassessing his strength and planning a new attack. With so much time passed, it was plausible they had acted. However, with the Emperor’s Pavilion under his surveillance, he hadn’t received any prior intel, so it wasn’t certain they were behind this.
The second suspect was the mysterious figure behind Su Xin and Sun Xipeng. Li Feng had disrupted their plan to acquire Xiangfeng Investment Company and even turned the tables, swallowing the Sun Group, forcing that figure to eliminate Su Xin and Sun Xipeng to cover their tracks. It would make sense for them to target him.
The third was the mysterious person behind Wen Ye. With the Black Stone Gang destroyed, they had lost a useful tool. If their goal was to kill Li Feng, it would be logical for them to send assassins.
*Chang’e descends to the mortal realm, chasing boats beneath the star bridge.* Li Feng still hadn’t deciphered Wen Ye’s cryptic words, but he felt they held significance.
The fourth suspect was the person behind Li Quan—or rather, the one controlling him. The thought of the heart gu in Li Quan sent chills down Li Feng’s spine. Whoever wielded such a vicious technique was undoubtedly ruthless.
There were also people like Song Zhiyuan whom he’d offended, but their likelihood of orchestrating this was low and could be ruled out.
Reflecting on this, Li Feng realized he’d made quite a few enemies—more than he could count on one hand.
He didn’t share these thoughts with He Zhiwu. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but they involved his secrets, and he didn’t trust the police.
“Anything else to add, Mr. Li?” Old Wu asked.
“Nope. Hope you bring me good news next time,” Li Feng said, lying back on the bed and closing his eyes to rest, ignoring He Zhiwu and Old Wu.
“You…” He Zhiwu started to speak but was stopped by Old Wu, who grabbed him and pulled him out of the ward.
Outside, He Zhiwu said discontentedly, “Old Wu, what was that? This Li Feng isn’t telling the truth.”
“Captain, how are you so sure he’s lying?” Old Wu looked at him curiously. “What’s wrong with you today? Your emotions are all over the place. Are you tired from the recent workload?”
He Zhiwu took a deep breath. “I lost my composure today. Maybe it’s because so many people died this time.”
The thought of so many deaths in broad daylight made He Zhiwu’s mood particularly irritable. If they couldn’t solve the case quickly and provide answers to the public, the consequences would be severe. Since the incident, he’d received several stern calls, putting immense pressure on him and making him volatile. He felt that if not for Li Feng, this wouldn’t have happened in Tianhai City.
“Have you investigated Li Feng’s background?” He Zhiwu asked.
“It’s clear,” Old Wu replied, hesitating.
“Speak.”
“Captain, Li Feng’s identity is special. He’s not just the vice president of Fengyuan Group but also the son of the third-ranking figure in the inner cabinet,” Old Wu said.
“What?” He Zhiwu’s face changed drastically. A vice president of Fengyuan Group was one thing, but the son of the third-ranking cabinet member? That was Li Chuanwei’s son—a massive deal. If anything happened to Li Feng in Tianhai City, countless heads would roll.
“Is the information confirmed?” He Zhiwu asked.
“Confirmed,” Old Wu nodded. When he first learned Li Feng’s identity, he was shocked too. The son of a cabinet third-rank was a significant figure. With his status, the severity of this incident had escalated.
A dozen well-trained, well-equipped assassins attacking the son of a cabinet third-rank in broad daylight—this could escalate into a political incident.
Taking a deep breath, He Zhiwu said, “We’ll discuss this back at the station.”
Old Wu looked at him and said, “Captain, I think we should assign protection for Li Feng.”
“You mean the assassins might return?” He Zhiwu’s expression shifted.
Old Wu nodded. “It’s possible. If something happens to Li Feng in the hospital, this could…”
Realizing the gravity, He Zhiwu said, “Old Wu, call Shu Wei immediately. Have him bring a team to protect Li Feng.”
“Yes, sir.”
