About five minutes later, Hell’s Ear’s voice came through the receiver.
“All done, boss! Now, as long as Gong Zisheng carries this phone, it’s like he’s got a listening device on him that you can control!”
Xu Fei smiled faintly, but then, as if something occurred to him, he asked, “By the way, what if Gong Zisheng ditches or damages this phone later on?”
“Don’t worry, Lord Junshao, I’ve accounted for that possibility too,” Hell’s Ear replied. “Once the app has been on his phone for five minutes, it’s permanently embedded. Unless he deals with it right away, any device that’s ever connected to his phone via Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, or anything else can turn into the next listening device!”
Only then did Xu Fei nod with satisfaction before hanging up.
After finishing this, Xu Fei glanced at Gong Zisheng, still unconscious, returned the phone to him, and promptly turned to leave the study.
At this point, keeping Gong Zisheng alive was clearly more useful than eliminating him on the spot.
That’s why Xu Fei chose to leave decisively.
As he stepped out of the study, Deacon Zhikong, who had been waiting outside, spoke tremblingly, “Lord Junshao, what about me…?”
“You just do what you’re supposed to do next. Follow my orders, and that’s it!” Xu Fei instructed briefly before departing Gong Zisheng’s courtyard.
His earlier actions were a deliberate move to distance himself from Deacon Zhikong.
After all, Zhikong had merely been a pawn Xu Fei used to infiltrate Gong Zisheng’s birthday banquet.
Now, if Xu Fei wanted to gather more intelligence on the Red Buddha Society, he had a far more valuable piece in Gong Zisheng. Deacon Zhikong had long outlived his usefulness.
Besides, having learned from experience, Xu Fei wasn’t even sure which side this fickle pawn would lean towards if he kept using him!
Later events would prove that Xu Fei’s caution was entirely justified.
Not long after he left the courtyard, Gong Zisheng gradually began to stir.
The moment he woke up, he immediately scanned his surroundings with vigilance. Fortunately, seeing that Xu Fei was gone, the tension in his heart eased a little.
But his naturally suspicious nature kicked in right away.
He found it unbelievable that he’d fainted in front of Xu Fei, and yet, during such a golden opportunity, Xu Fei hadn’t taken anything important. It simply didn’t make sense.
Rising to his feet, Gong Zisheng thoroughly searched his study, checking every corner. To his surprise, not a single one of his treasured possessions was missing.
This plunged Gong Zisheng into deep thought. Just then, a noise came from the study door, and Deacon Zhikong walked in.
“Hall Master, you… you’re awake?” Zhikong said, quickly clasping his hands in a salute upon seeing Gong Zisheng conscious.
The sight of Zhikong instantly triggered a realisation in Gong Zisheng’s mind.
This deacon before him had been captured by Xu Fei back then and forced to become Xu Fei’s informant and mole.
Having been unconscious for so long just now, Gong Zisheng began to wonder—had he been bugged too?
