Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1097 - 540_3

Fang Cheng’s tone softened, no longer fixating on this detail, and he asked:

"What did he do during those five minutes inside? Any unusual actions?"

"There are too many blind spots in the surveillance; it’s impossible to see the specific situation clearly..."

Monkey paused for a second, slowed his speech, seemingly reviewing the video playback:

"However, according to the camera on the building across the street, after he went in, he went straight to the ninth floor, made a deliberate circle, and knocked on the doors of two households, as if he was inquiring about something."

Was he just confirming the location?

A flash of pondering appeared in Fang Cheng’s eyes. After a moment of contemplation, he instructed:

"Alright, I understand. You did well this time; it was correct not to act blindly."

After offering a few words of encouragement, he continued instructing:

"Keep an eye out for me, especially these two nights. Put in some extra effort. Inform me immediately if anything happens."

"The day after tomorrow, the Professor will arrange new personnel to take over your posts."

"Understood, Chairman, don’t worry. As long as he dares to come again, we’ll certainly not let him escape this time."

Monkey responded crisply and hung up the phone.

The cabin returned to tranquility, but the previously relaxed atmosphere was gone.

Fang Cheng tossed the phone back into his messenger bag, his brow still furrowed, lost in thought.

"Brother Cheng..."

Lin Chuqiao tightly grasped the man’s hand, turning slightly, her exquisite and pretty face full of concern:

"Is it the people from Ideal Land again?"

Fang Cheng shook his head, his gaze fixed on the increasingly dense traffic ahead:

"Not sure yet. They just showed up without taking any direct action; their identity and origins are unclear."

Looking at Fang Cheng’s serious profile, Lin Chuqiao bit her lip, a flash of determination in her eyes:

"Should we... go handle our business first? Anyway, I’m not that hungry right now..."

"It’s okay. Since he’s already left, rushing over now would be in vain."

Fang Cheng turned his head, giving her a reassuring look, his voice steady:

"Moreover, you predicted for me, right? If there’s any danger, you would surely sense it in advance."

Lin Chuqiao was taken aback by his words, withdrew her hand, and then nodded:

"Yes, I specifically predicted this morning before heading out. Your fortune is very stable these days with no signs of danger."

"But..."

She was still worried, sat up straight, and clasped her hands together to close her eyes for meditation:

"To be safe, let me predict once more for you now."

"No need."

Fang Cheng raised his hand to stop her, his tone firm:

"Your ability takes a toll on your mental strength. Last time, you had a headache for two days after helping me. Since you already predicted this morning, there’s no need to use it continuously in a short span."

Seeing Lin Chuqiao still wanting to insist, Fang Cheng softened his voice and patiently explained:

"At present, the other party hasn’t made any substantial threatening moves, and it’s not even clear if they are targeting me."

"Old Factory Street is a place with mixed crowds. It might just be a foreign relative of a household who got lost or a tenant looking for an apartment."

"We don’t need to overreact to an uncertain matter and mess up our own plans."

Upon hearing Fang Cheng’s words, especially the care for her well-being in his speech, Lin Chuqiao felt warmth in her heart, and her cheeks flushed with a gentle red.

"Alright, I’ll listen to you."

She obediently lowered her hand, softly reminded him:

"But we still need to stay vigilant. These days, you shouldn’t stay at the tubular building; let Monkey and the others keep watch."

"If there’s any emergency situation, make sure to tell me right away. I can also help."

"Hmm, I understand."

Fang Cheng nodded, agreeing.

But his heart was not as at ease as it appeared on the surface.

That mysterious visitor went straight to the ninth floor, lingered for five minutes, and then hurriedly left Old Factory Street.

This behavior pattern is definitely not as simple as visiting relatives.

However, since Lin Chuqiao’s prediction didn’t warn, it implies there is at least no immediate life-threatening danger, no need for urgency.

As she noticed the slightly heavy atmosphere, Lin Chuqiao actively shifted topics, gazing at the passing street scene outside:

"By the way, there’s a newly opened private restaurant on Baiyun Street in Jiangdong. I’ve heard the taste is quite good, and the environment is quiet. Why don’t we go and try it?"

Fang Cheng suppressed his doubts, his lips curving slightly into a smile again:

"Alright, let’s follow your plan. You’re the star tonight."

After saying this, he gently turned the steering wheel, the Land Rover’s agile body shifting lanes and turning.

In the distance, the sunset sank below the horizon, and the orange-red glow burned like fire.

The skyscrapers stood like a steel forest in the twilight, countless neon signs flickering to life.

The Land Rover SUV merged into the traffic, speeding towards the front.