0053 Chapter 2 Part 1: The Shadow of Death (Section 9)
After listening to Zhen Cheng's description, [Universal Store] scratched his head with a troubled look, frowned and asked: "The extraordinary person you are talking about is not referring to the silver-haired transfer student, right? Unfortunately, there is no one in the world who can
A prop for 'her' to perform certain actions."
Once again experiencing the thick-skinned person in front of him who could classify anything he couldn't do as "non-existent in the world", Zhen Cheng sighed and said: "It's not her, I just want to lure the bodyguards around me to her
In front of me, do you know anything about her?"
The little girl with braided hair showed a disappointed look on her face when she heard this: "It's another small business... You really waste the opportunity, you might as well take the opportunity to buy a secret book.
Forget it, I'm just here to make a trip for you. Instead of selling you some weird device, and then ruining my reputation because of your improper operation, it's better for me to personally go out and ensure that the commission is completed.
Three thousand one hundred and two gold dollars and fifteen silver dollars, a small business, full payment in advance, no credit."
She avoided Zhen Cheng's problem by avoiding the most important thing. But since [Universal Store] would accept this business, it meant that she definitely didn't care about helping her deal with Qu Yun seriously.
Interestingly, the little girl's price for this operation happened to be exactly the same as the price Zhen Cheng paid last time "in a dream" when she was hired to pretend to be a waiter and accompany him to a showdown with Qu Yun.
This amount of money is enough to buy a slightly cramped apartment in the suburbs, but it is nothing to Zhen Cheng. She is just curious about how the [Universal Store] calculated this amount.
Later that day, after repeatedly emphasizing that there was a serious matter related to the safety of the family, and going through appointments and complicated security checks, Zhen Cheng finally got an opportunity to meet his father at noon on Wednesday.
She bet that if her second brother wanted to see his father, it would not be so troublesome, but she had long been accustomed to the treatment she received, and it was calm.
"Haha, our self-reliant Detective Zhen Chengyong finally has the time to beg for mercy from the family? Tell me, what do you want from me?"
After a three-hour private plane flight, Zhen Cheng was finally able to get five minutes of conversation time in the cloakroom with the head of the Zhen family, who was waiting for servants and tailoring clothes with the help of a great designer. As soon as they met, they were met with cynicism.
In the words of the head of the Zhen family, the title "Great Detective", which is respected outside, is full of joking, and seems to be no different from "Hwarang", "Yinghua" and the like.
And since the other party got straight to the point, Zhen Cheng also dispensed with the most annoying diplomatic rhetoric and said bluntly: "Superman bodyguard."
"Reason." My father stared at the standing mirror with a solid gold frame carved with dragons and phoenixes. The design master compared more than a dozen seemingly low-key, but actually luxurious fabrics on his own body.
His brows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, but it obviously had nothing to do with Zhen Cheng's conversation.
"Someone is trying to kill me during this time."
If it were a [Universal Store], the conversation between the father and daughter would be as if whoever said one more word would lose a million to the other party.
"Do you think that just because I believe this will make you want to ask the family for help? Is the stone I personally selected just for decoration? I don't have much time, so you'd better say it directly."
"The person who is interested in me may be the Severant family. I suspect that they have some plot against the territory of East Asia or that school, so they sent a troublesome guy to transfer to another school and sneak into the campus to have me stabbed..."
"Impossible," before Zhen Cheng could explain his reasoning clearly, his father interrupted firmly: "It is impossible for the Severnte family to influence the Zhen family's thoughts. As for the reason, you are not qualified to know.
Zhen Chengyong, have you ever thought that it is because of your boring persistence that you are entangled in these unnecessary trivial matters? Even after I suppressed your revelation of your second brother's conspiracy to murder your elder brother, I still think that as long as you change your mind, you will be the best.
Choose a suitable successor to the family head.
Okay, the time is up, you can leave. Go back and think about it. If you really want to come back, it won't be a problem if you want your father to remove your second child."
Zhen Cheng didn't want to pay attention to the family head's words about the internal problems of the family. He swung his long mantle and stood up with his sleeves and walked out. However, he was disturbed by his father's voice behind him:
"There will be two people waiting to leave with you at the family airport. They will only lend you seven days. If you still can't solve the problem, you deserve to be killed. Remember, you owe me this."
With her back to her father, Zhen Cheng raised a smile of success. Although she didn't know where her father's confidence came from, this matter had nothing to do with the Severant family, but if it was really a problem that two superhuman bodyguards could solve, why would she come to the family?
Do people suffer from that bad mood?
Anyway, if you tell this old man about time travel and precognitive dreams, he won't believe it. It's useless to say more. I took the two bodyguards away. It's up to you whether you want to intervene with all your strength.
An old man.
After leaving the unfamiliar "home" door, Zhen Cheng used the satellite phone to contact Deputy Director Sato on the way before meeting the two bodyguards:
"Grandpa Sato, this is Zhen Cheng. I want to report the leader of a human trafficking organization. After a long period of undercover work, I finally discovered the mastermind hiding among the staff of St. Matar Academy.
.Although I don’t have any evidence at hand, I promise that as long as you go tonight...
...What? Someone has already reported it? Yes, it's her, my violin teacher... Are you preparing to close the network tomorrow? No! You have to tell me who disclosed it, it's very important...
Ah? Anonymous report? I don’t care, anyway, you must give me time to act at 6:24 tonight, otherwise someone will notify the prisoner in advance to prepare to escape...
Huh? You ask me who will notify the prisoner? Isn’t this nonsense? What do you think? This matter is either to be awarded or to be held accountable. It’s up to you..."
What is about to happen in "Memory" has changed. This is not the first time Zhen Cheng has experienced it. But it is not clear who has tampered with it, which always leaves a trace of uneasiness in her heart.
That night, after getting off the plane, he went straight to the academy. Zhen Cheng made good time and followed the route he had taken in his memory as accurately as possible. The two bodyguards who followed him from his home looked strangely at the speed they were traveling at, which was obviously unnatural.
The eldest ladies did not hide the contempt in their eyes at all.
At that moment, gunfire was suddenly heard not far away, and the sound was not one or two, but the continuous recital of automatic rifles mixed with the chant of grenades, just like a war.
"Look, I just said someone is going to kill me, right? Why don't you go over and take a look?" Zhen Cheng didn't panic and encouraged the bodyguards around him as if he had already prepared his lines.