Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1303 - 632:

As long as I stick to this story, even if that big shot personally inquires about previous things, I can keep myself completely clean.

Knock, knock.

Two short knocks suddenly sounded, like heavy hammers striking at the hearts of the two men.

Feng Jincai bounced up from the sofa instantly, as if he had springs installed.

Zhuo Feng also stood up abruptly, quickly straightening the hem of his suit.

"Come in!"

Feng Jincai shouted, and his eyes instantly filled with a flattering smile.

With a creak, the heavy solid wood door was pushed open.

A slender middle-aged man in a black trench coat strode in.

His eyes were deep-set, and his high nose resembled an eagle’s beak.

Two sharp gazes swept across the room, exuding a chilling aura of someone who has long walked among the dead.

"Lord Night Owl, you’ve had a tough journey!"

Feng Jincai immediately approached, his body bent like a shrimp, his hands gesturing politely.

Night Owl cast him a cold glance, letting out a light snort from his nose.

He ignored Feng Jincai’s fawning and walked straight to the large leather boss chair behind the desk, sitting down with an exceptionally proud demeanor.

Feng Jincai showed no sign of anger, instead, his waist bowed even lower.

One must understand, standing before him was one of the leaders of the international top-tier assassin organization "Black Shark," also registered as a Level Ten cadre with the Noah Board of Directors.

In this vast chain of interest, even if Luo Lie were to come back to life, he wouldn’t dare neglect this person and would have to be courteous.

"Lord Night Owl."

Feng Jincai rubbed his hands, boldly peeking a glance down the corridor outside the door, and then cautiously approached the desk:

"That big shot you mentioned earlier... hasn’t arrived in East Capital yet?"

Night Owl’s gaze suddenly turned cold, staring at Feng Jincai like a poisonous snake:

"Are the matters up there something you can casually inquire about?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I spoke out of turn, I deserve to be hit!"

Feng Jincai broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly lifting his hand to give his chubby face a couple of mock slaps, then awkwardly retreated to the side.

Night Owl withdrew his gaze, his eyes moving past the desk and fixing on Zhuo Feng, who stood like a post:

"The individuals I had you investigate last time, any leads?"

Zhuo Feng shuddered, quickly stepping forward and slightly bowing in response:

"In response to your question, we utilized internal police contacts to investigate the household archive database, matched against body outlines and facial features, and temporarily locked onto several suspect targets."

"However..."

He paused here, hesitating slightly:

"These individuals either have mysterious traces or ordinary identities. We have not yet found conclusive evidence to confirm they are White Owl’s accomplices."

Upon hearing this, Night Owl’s brow furrowed, his impatience becoming more apparent.

"However!"

Zhuo Feng’s pace quickened suddenly, fearing to anger the other party, he quickly added:

"Among them, two people are indeed highly suspicious. We secretly monitored them and found a young female teacher named ’Lin Chuqiao’ and a wealthy young man named ’Pan Wendi’ closely matched the intelligence."

"Moreover, both have had close contact recently with the key target named ’Fang Cheng!’"

"Pan Wendi? A young lord?"

Night Owl raised his eyelids slightly, asking in confusion: "Could he be from the Pan Family?"

Zhuo Feng nodded heavily:

"Indeed, a member of the Pan Family."

Standing aside, Feng Jincai couldn’t help but interject:

"If these two are indeed White Owl’s accomplices, could it be the Noble Alliance secretly causing trouble for us, the Noah?"

Night Owl did not respond, his dry arm resting on the chair armrest, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Zhuo Feng continued to report:

"Sir, we also discovered that the key target named Fang Cheng has recently registered to participate in the Special Search Team’s spring recruitment examination."

"It is said that his performance in various assessments is extremely outstanding, already attracting high-level attention from the Special Search Team, considering him promising material."

"The Special Search Team again? Heh heh..."

Night Owl was slightly startled upon hearing this, then a mocking cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth:

"It seems my guess was correct, that masked White Owl is definitely Fang Shijie who defected years ago."

"He’s planning to have his son pass the exam and acquire an official identity, such a ’deceiving oneself to deceive others’ trick can only fool ordinary people."

While speaking, he suddenly straightened his back, looking coldly at Zhuo Feng:

"Have your people, during their investigation of the target, aroused their suspicion?"

A cold sweat broke out on Zhuo Feng’s back, and he repeatedly shook his head:

"Absolutely not, our people are very cautious, only daring to conduct covert visits under the guise of community inspection, never daring to approach within five hundred meters of them."

Hearing this, Night Owl nodded slightly, leaning back into the chair again.

The office fell into silence.

The cold wind of the central air conditioning gently blew.

The extraordinarily fit Night Owl couldn’t help but shiver.

In a trance, scenes from the East Suburb Unfinished Building Area once again surged into his mind like a tide.

That dark red mushroom cloud tearing through the night, the terrifying figure descending from the sky, wrapped in golden flames, crashing onto the television signal tower.

Even Ghost Scythe, with near Super S-Class strength capable of opening the Infinite Explosion Domain, was blasted to smithereens by that demon-like man.

Night Owl’s heart involuntarily twinged.

With the current tattered remnants of the Noah Organization’s East Capital Branch, and a few Black Shark Assassins under his command, actually facing that monster would be akin to courting death.

Unless Lord Claude was willing to take action personally, otherwise anyone who goes is doomed.