Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1065 - 527_2

"Have Big Hammer withdraw to the monitoring room to rest first; we’ll take turns on duty tonight."

"In the next few days, you need to stay at Old Factory Street, closely monitoring the situation there. Inform me immediately if anything happens."

"Until the Professor arranges new personnel to take over your task."

"Yes, understood!"

Monkey was slightly startled upon hearing this but didn’t ask more questions, responding crisply.

Fang Cheng encouraged further:

"You’ve worked hard. The safety of Old Factory Street is now in your hands."

Monkey hastily replied:

"It’s no trouble; it’s what we should do, Chairman."

After hanging up, the vehicle fell silent.

Xiao Shuai sat in the driver’s seat, concentrating on driving without interrupting.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

Although tonight’s battle successfully killed the enemy, the scale of the explosion would inevitably cause a public uproar.

The ensuing turmoil was the real test for him.

However, upon confirming the news relayed from Old Factory Street, Fang Cheng had reached a conclusion.

For now, it seems that Ideal Land only dispatched two people for the operation, with no other personnel involved in this investigation.

Moreover, whether in the snippets eavesdropped at Old Factory Street or in the words extracted from Ghost Scythe at the abandoned building, they were enough to prove one thing.

Ideal Land truly cares not about avenging Xuan Zhen, but about whether their covert "big plan" has been exposed.

Therefore, the strategy of "unleashing chaos in the east" that I devised can be considered a well-placed move.

In this world, if someone tries to cover up an earth-shattering secret by attempting to commit murder and silence others.

Then, the primary task of the hunted is not to quickly find a place to hide or to keep their mouth shut.

Because only a dead person can keep a secret completely.

The smartest move is to immediately publicize this so-called "secret," turning it into no longer a secret.

This way, the nature of the matter changes drastically.

It shifts from a personal and organizational grudge to a public and organizational, or even rival forces and organizational, rivalry.

And the pressure on the individual informant naturally disperses across myriad related parties.

No matter how vast the opposing force is, it’s unlikely they would risk too much effort for a target that has lost value.

Unless, purely out of revenge...

Fang Cheng certainly doesn’t know what the so-called "big plan" of Ideal Land is exactly.

But it doesn’t prevent him from bluffing, creating the illusion of "I’ve already spread the secret."

Thereby directing Ideal Land to shift its suspicion toward the major force of the "Special Search Team."

By then, the two major powers would be at each other’s throats, disputes continuing.

As a "knower," Fang Cheng could then retire without appearing too significant.

Moreover, through tonight’s battle, Fang Cheng has already demonstrated enough formidable strength.

Whether the leaders of Ideal Land believe that he is the one who killed Xuan Zhen or think that he’s guided by someone formidable behind him.

At the very least, they know one thing.

Dealing with him isn’t something that can be resolved by sending one or two S-Class experts.

The fact that Ghost Scythe was blown to smithereens serves as the best warning.

Fang Cheng turned his head to look at the streetlights quickly receding outside the window, his expression deep and contemplative.

Although Ideal Land’s intelligence network is pervasive, they haven’t figured out his true background, let alone confirmed the limits of his power.

Previously, while standing on the television tower’s summit, that gaze watching him was undoubtedly Night Owl, who had come to assist Ghost Scythe.

Given that guy saw him wearing a mask and bathing in flames, he would certainly pass this mission’s information back, embellished and exaggerated.

Then, in the bigwigs’ analysis reports, they might come to a puzzling conclusion.

The mysterious man who killed Xuan Zhen and disrupted Ideal Land’s plans in Tian Nan Province is the same Fang Shijie who defected years ago.

And this Fang Shijie has not only grown powerful enough to effortlessly kill S-Class experts.

He also has a hidden identity, being the urban legend murderer that instills fear—"White Owl."

Indeed, the target may have already reached a sort of secret cooperation with the official Special Search Team, focusing specifically on Ideal Land.

At this thought, Fang Cheng’s mouth slightly curved upward, a gleam of murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

He wonders how they will react and what actions they will take in the face of these carefully woven "truths."

Perhaps, by stirring this muddy water, he might also have the opportunity to learn further about the true circumstances of his father’s death back then...

Fang Cheng crossed his fingers and casually squeezed his fists.

"Crack, crack—"

The crisp sound of joints echoed in the quiet car interior.

The thrill from deep within his bones hadn’t entirely dissipated, and his body seemed to yearn for another exhilarating battle.

If they don’t give up, ignoring the Special Search Team’s threat, daring to send more people to entangle him.

Then he wouldn’t mind continuing to use the "White Owl" identity to massacre.

Utterly establishing the murderer’s reputation in the underworld, building a firewall with a pile of white bones.

Warning all potential enemies not to foolishly provoke me, an ordinary office worker.

Or else, a murderer lurking in the shadows will come looking for you, tearing you to shreds.

The off-road vehicle smoothly passed over a speed bump, the body swaying gently.

Fang Cheng temporarily sealed his murderous thoughts, lying back leisurely.