Seeing Wu Yuan's serious expression, Chen Xu smiled and said, "Boss, I was just joking. I apologize. I'd rather be the one getting shot than you. I have no complaints about SMMH."
"That's more like it."
"Alright, let's go back." Guan Yi stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "It looks like we'll be staying at the police station for a while until the murderer is caught. Heh, that's quite a unique experience. Bixuan, let's go back, are you coming with us?"
Tang Bixuan blushed slightly, glanced at Wu Yuan, and then shook her head shyly but decisively, saying, "I'll stay and take care of Wu Yuan."
"Tsk tsk tsk." Qin Xiaoan and Dong Qingjie made this meaningful clicking sound, and the two beasts chuckled and said, "Boss, take care of yourself, don't lose control and do any strenuous exercise, be careful not to bleed..."
Having lived in the dorm for so long, how could Wu Yuan not understand the unspoken meaning behind those two beasts' words? He laughed and cursed, "Get lost!"
Chen Xu chuckled and said, "Take care, boss. We'll come see you tomorrow." Then he prepared to leave.
Just as they reached the door, Wu Yuan suddenly said, "Second brother, third brother, fourth brother."
The three of them were taken aback and turned around to see Wu Yuan's extremely serious expression: "Qianwan Xiao is really concerned about them!"
The three exchanged a glance, and Chen Xu laughed, "Boss, don't worry at all! Don't forget we're trained. If that guy dares to come looking for me, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!" In his mind, Chen Xu added, "Boss, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you! I definitely will!" (Eight thousand!)
Chapter 190 of the main text: The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea, Each Displaying Their Unique Abilities!
"Miward?!"
Many people in the Public Security Bureau voiced the same question. Chen Xu, sitting in front of the computer, pointed to a webpage and said, "Look, Miwad, one of the founders of the Satanic organization, was arrested in Los Angeles at the end of 1999 and imprisoned in a U.S. federal prison. On March 21, 2007, just over ten days ago, remnants of the Satanic organization attacked a U.S. federal prison. Miwad and Utaka, the two imprisoned founders of the Satanic organization, took the opportunity to escape. During their escape, Utaka was shot and killed by U.S. police, while Miwad remained at large. The U.S. police had issued an arrest warrant, but unexpectedly, he escaped to China."
The screen displays an English-language news article about Miwat's prison break, complete with photos.
“I just sent Miwad’s photo to Wu Yuan via MMS. The boss said that this is the person who attacked him, there’s no mistake.” Chen Xu said, “Judging from the motive, everyone knows about the Luxor massacre a while ago, and there was also a case of subconscious music-related harm that happened in this city at the same time. It happened on Valentine’s Day when Bixuan went to deliver a cake. It seems that this matter was later handled by SMMH, so it’s understandable that Miwad holds a grudge against SMMH.”
The Luxor massacre is too far removed from everyone's lives, but many people know about Chen Xu and his team's personal experience with subconscious music. It was only after Chen Xu's guidance that they discovered the cause of possession lay in the music, so his explanation was flawless and no one doubted it.
But Captain Xu asked curiously, "How did you find this English website?"
Of course, it was Xiaomin who helped find the location, but Chen Xu laughed it off and said, "When I got back, I thought, since the murderer is confirmed to be black, it's probably some American fugitive or killer or something. So I went to several American portal websites and the homepages of some newspapers and found this news. I thought they had a grudge against SMMH, so I decided to give it a try. I didn't expect to be stumped all of a sudden."
Everyone was stunned. He managed to guess such a low-probability event. They didn't know if he was too good or if the murderer was just too unlucky.
Captain Xu glanced at it and said, "Now that we've identified the murderer, things are much easier. I'll notify our men to be on the lookout. Hmm, I'll contact my superiors and see if we can get a fingerprint sample from Interpol. What's his name... Mimiwald? We can compare it. If the fingerprints are also confirmed, then we can issue an arrest warrant. I reckon a black man, unfamiliar with China, won't be able to cause any trouble."
At this moment, Guan Yi suddenly said, "Captain Xu, if you contact Interpol, see if you can get Miwad's biography. You know, Miwad's Chinese is very good. It's hard to believe that someone who has never been to China can speak such excellent Chinese. Maybe we can investigate from this angle... if he has lived in China before, or if he has any friends in China."
Captain Xu's face lit up with a look of sudden realization. He said, "I'll get on it right away." But as soon as he stepped out the door, he was both amused and exasperated. How could he, the captain of a criminal investigation team, specializing in criminal investigations, have been repeatedly defeated by these kids in today's shooting incident?
Young people are truly formidable!
"Alright everyone," Chen Xu clapped his hands and said, "I'm afraid you'll have to make do for the next few days. We'll be staying here. To ensure safety, we'll be in groups of three, sharing a room. Our cell phones will be on 24/7. There will be emergency call buttons in our rooms and by our beds. If you want anything to eat, we'll discuss it together and have someone go out to buy it or order it by phone. Until the murderer is caught, this is the only way. I apologize for the inconvenience."
"What's there to complain about!" an older student shouted. "Come on! This is such a rare opportunity to openly skip class and not come home at night. It'll be so prestigious if people say we're staying in the Public Security Bureau's internal guesthouse!"
"Exactly! Three people to a room, with a TV and air conditioning, and the computer lab right next door for free internet access. Who would complain about such great conditions?!"
Hearing the jeers, Chen Xu and Guan Yi exchanged a knowing smile. They both knew these guys were just saying it on purpose to keep everyone calm. You see, these guys have been going to the toilet much more often since they learned they might be the target.
The police station couldn't possibly accommodate dozens of people, so Director Wang made a special exception and arranged for them to stay in the station's guesthouse. Although it was called a guesthouse, these government-run guesthouses were quite up to standard. While it couldn't compare to a star-rated hotel, the conditions were excellent. Though not luxurious, it was very clean and tidy, and had everything one could need. More importantly, the food was good, and served free of charge every two hours.
The conditions here are much better than at school, the only problem is that freedom is restricted, and I don't know when I'll see the light of day again. But with so many people gathered together, we have no worries about food and clothing, and there are computers, so there's no shortage of things to do.
As for the current Hexie University, it is already in a state of extreme anxiety and paranoia.
After receiving Chen Xu's call, Principal Zhang immediately convened a meeting and issued instructions: from now on, the gates of He Xie University will be closed; all students must have their counselor's signature to leave the campus and must return before 7 PM. Outsiders entering the school must present valid identification and register; if any Black person attempts to enter the school, the police must be called immediately.
When the news came back, Guan Yi and Zhan Jing immediately sighed. Zhan Jing remained calm, but Guan Yi immediately cursed, "These school leaders are complete idiots! By doing this, aren't they implying that we already know the murderer's purpose? Even a pig could tell something was wrong with this desolate scene. Why would they walk right into our trap?"
It turns out she was trying to create an empty city ruse to lure Mivad into taking the bait.
Zhan Jing sighed, "We can't really blame them. The most important thing for a school is the safety of its students. It's probably not easy to get them to use this 'open the door to thieves' method to lure the murderer in. And once an armed murderer enters the school, he could easily cause trouble. The school can't afford to gamble on this, so we can't blame them."
Guan Yi shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, now we just have to see if Captain Xu and his team can catch this black man."
Captain Xu's investigation was also going poorly. First, the detectives reported that they had searched five or six streets radiating out from the City God Temple, finally finding a hotel with a black man checking in. Upon entering, they discovered he was an international student from the University of Science and Technology, who had come with his girlfriend. When the officers barged in, the two were found naked, playing a game of "eight and a half" (a card game). The black man even said he was going to appeal at the consulate, causing a huge problem.
As for taxis, buses, and subways, I called to inquire, but haven't received any useful information yet.
Meanwhile, Interpol is also having a lot of trouble because there are so many complicated procedures to go through. Sigh, bureaucracy is a killer!
After hearing Captain Xu's complaint, Zhan Jing thought for a moment and said, "Captain Xu, you can continue asking around. There's nothing we can do about it. Anyway, the purpose of matching fingerprints is to confirm the evidence so that we can issue an arrest warrant. But we've basically confirmed it's this guy, haven't we? Now our main task is to investigate Miwad's biography and see if he's ever been to China or had any dealings with any Chinese people. I'll see if I can get some information about that."
"You?" Captain Xu's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that such a little girl could find the files of important international criminals.
Zhan Jing smiled slightly, offering no explanation.
Chen Xu asked quietly, "You want to use hacking to obtain Mivad's information?"
Gao Xiaojie perked up immediately: "Jingjing, are you planning to hack into Interpol's database?"
"Please." Zhan Jing stopped in her tracks. "If Interpol's database could be hacked so easily, wouldn't the identities of those undercover agents be easily exposed? These classified databases aren't connected to the external network, so how could they be hacked?"
"Then what will you do?"
Zhan Jing chuckled: "Looking for someone. Sister Qian Huan Bingyun from the Red Hacker Alliance works for Interpol."
Chen Xu slapped his forehead... How could he have forgotten this method? He quickly said, "I'll call Deng Ken of the National Security Bureau and ask. He should be more available."
"Do you know anyone from the National Security Bureau?" Several voices asked at once.
Chen Xu scratched his head and laughed, "I know a little bit about him."
Guan Yi then said, "Alright then, let's all contribute our strength now and use our own methods to search. There's no such thing as too much. I'll go make some calls."
Guan Yi walked to the corner and dialed a number: "Uncle Xie, it's me. Yes, one of my classmates was attacked, shot. The perpetrator's name is Miwad. He's the founder of the Satanic organization. Yes, the same Satanic organization that carried out the Luxor massacre on Valentine's Day. Don't worry about the specific reasons, but Miwad's targets aren't just my classmate; I think I was one of his targets too. Don't worry, I'm safe now. Don't tell Father about this. I'm in the police station's guesthouse; I'm safe, don't worry. But I won't be truly safe until Miwad is caught. So please help me find out Miwad's information. I need all his information, as detailed as possible! Especially, whether he's ever lived in China, or whether he's had any contact with Chinese people during his upbringing. Who taught him Chinese?!"
At this time, Chen Xu also called Deng Ken, but Deng Ken's attitude wasn't very positive. So Chen Xu, using his SMMH identity, contacted Hao Aiguo: "I already know who attacked Yi Shuihan. Today, another shooting occurred in Hexie City. A student I helped named Wu Yuan was shot. I'm certain the perpetrator is one person, and I've found his identity. It's Miwad, one of the founders of the Satanic organization. He recently escaped from a US federal prison. I need all his information, the more detailed the better, preferably starting from his birth. Also, besides the information, I request, and I ask, that you absolutely protect the safety of the remaining students. If anything happens to them, I don't know what I'll do!"
Meanwhile, in a very secluded room, Dong Qingjie dialed a number using the room's phone. After only one ring, someone answered, saying, "Young Master?! Why are you calling back? Has something happened?"
"Yes, notify my father and have him use all the resources at his disposal to find all the information on Mivad, the founder of the Satanic organization responsible for the Luxor massacre this Valentine's Day. One of my roommates was shot! In Harmony City! I absolutely cannot let this guy get away with this. Tell my father, whether it's the underworld or the legitimate world, to let me know immediately if he finds this black man in Harmony City!"
"Hello? Qing?!" At this moment, a different person answered the phone. Dong Qingjie recognized the voice as that of her beloved third uncle: "Qing, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
“Not yet,” Dong Qingjie said, “but it’ll probably be soon. Third Uncle, I remember you had a good relationship with some of the leaders of Qinghong back in China, right? Then ask them to use all their resources to find a black man in Harmony City. This black man’s name is Miwad, one of the founders of the Satanic organization who recently escaped from prison in the United States. He’s very easy to identify. We must find him as soon as possible! We need to find him alive or dead!”
Chapter 191 The Temptation of Mivad
Facheng Security Company, No. 308, Qingyang North Road, Hexie City.
This security company is quite well-known in Hexie City. Unlike some other companies that primarily serve low-risk clients like residential security guards, this company's main business targets bars and nightclubs, as well as providing bodyguards, thugs, and debt collection services.
Or to be more precise, Facheng Security Company is actually involved in organized crime, but in Hexie City, they've been doing well and have been clever enough to operate in the legitimate world. They've transitioned from the underworld to the legitimate world, so they operate openly and legally.
Rumor has it that the chairman of Facheng Security Company, who is also their boss, came to Hexie City ten years ago and built his empire with just a knife and a gun. Facheng Security Company is ostensibly a legitimate security company, but in reality, it is involved in some illegal businesses. While it's hard to say much about their involvement in drugs and weapons, they are responsible for distributing 80% of the ecstasy pills in Hexie City's bars and nightclubs.
However, Facheng Company also has excellent relationships with higher-ups. They're skilled fighters and have powerful backers, so generally no one dares to mess with them. This company operates in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, making money through the underworld and laundering it through the legitimate world, and has grown into a considerable enterprise. Although Qingyang Road isn't a particularly bustling area, the land there isn't cheap, yet they own the top five floors of an office building.
Xu Facheng is the chairman of Facheng Security Company, but in the underworld, he is respectfully addressed as "Master Cheng".
Xu Facheng is 45 years old this year, past his peak, but when he puts on a stern face, there are not many people in Hexie City who dare to challenge him. He grew up in Vietnam and went to war-torn Afghanistan as a mercenary when he was 1 year old. He didn't return to China until he was 35 years old, back to this "hometown" he had never been before... Hexie City, and then developed it to its current size.
However, Xu Facheng's expression was not good. He took the private elevator to the top floor and pushed open the door to a luxurious private room. Inside, a black man of about his age was naked and venting his desire on a young girl. The girl was heavily made up, and although her expression was painful, she had to feign pleasure.
When Xu Facheng came in, the black man let out a "hey," straightened his body forcefully, and then pushed the girl aside with a sigh of relief. After catching his breath, he said in Chinese, "Cobra, I'm old. I can't play with such a little bitch anymore."
Xu Facheng snorted at the naked girl and waved his hand. The girl, not caring about putting on her clothes, hurriedly grabbed them and walked out in a panic, closing the door behind her.
Xu Facheng glanced at a Black Star pistol on the cabinet next to him, picked it up, pulled back the magazine, and frowned, saying, "One bullet is missing. What did you do today?"
The Black man grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Knocked out a student. No big deal."
"Not a big deal?" Xu Facheng frowned at him. "Do you know this is China? Not Afghanistan. Not Nigeria! Not one of those war-torn, neglected African countries! You need to understand that a shooting here is a major incident! Also, I can't help you with what you're trying to do. Because the person you've offended has a very powerful backer. Miwad!"
This black man is Miwad, one of the founders of the Satanic organization. He's in his early forties now. However, due to years of imprisonment by the US government, his body isn't as strong as it used to be. His body is covered in scars, large and small—knife scars, bullet holes. These injuries, combined with his long time in prison, have made Miwad no longer the fearsome "Desert Tiger" he once was in Africa.
Xu Facheng looked at him: "The big boss of Qinghong just called me. He asked if I had seen a black man named Miwad here. He wants me to capture him and bring him back. The reward is ten million RMB."
Miwad grinned widely and said, "Ten million RMB is nothing. I'm sure you'll betray me!"
“But don’t drag me down with you!” Xu Facheng said, “Damn it. If you were just a wanted criminal by the US government, then I wouldn’t mind taking you in because of our past relationship. Anyway, Interpol has no jurisdiction over me. But now that you’ve offended Qinghong, I can’t protect you anymore. If you ask me, I’ll have someone buy you a train ticket right now and arrange for you to go to Yunnan. Then you can transfer to Vietnam or Myanmar, whatever. Just don’t stay in China.”
Miwad paused for a moment, then sneered, "Cobra, why are you so cowardly now? Qinghong, what is Qinghong that makes you so afraid? Do you remember? Back when we faced an entire American company, when you, me, and Scorpion who was only thirteen at the time, were we ever afraid?"
“Things are different now,” Xu Facheng sighed. “I’m old, and you’re old too. I’ve left behind those days of fighting and killing; I just want to retire peacefully. And you? Look at yourself. Back then, you could sleep with a dozen Russian and Ukrainian girls in one night. Now? You can’t even handle a teenage Chinese girl. Hmph, what is the Qinghong? The Qinghong is like the Rockefeller and Morgan families in America. Do you think they’re easy to mess with?”
Before Miwad could speak, Xu Facheng said, "I have enough money now to last me a lifetime. I don't covet your ten million dollar bounty, nor do I covet the US dollar deposits in your Swiss bank or the treasure you and Utaka and the others have looted. If it were a normal matter, I could try my best to help you, but now that you've offended the Green Gang, I can't help you with this!"
“I can give you all my money!” Miwad shouted. “I have money, and countless antiques, jewels, gold, and diamonds, worth at least a billion dollars! I can give you all of this money! Just help me, just help me kill SMMH!”
"Kill SMMH?" Xu Facheng sneered. "Do you know his real identity? I investigated him specifically, and I couldn't find anything! He can sell a game for a billion dollars. Do you really think you have that much money?"
After a pause, Xu Facheng lowered his voice: "Miward, we're all getting old. Ten years ago we were almost too old to keep up, and now we're even less able to. You have so much money, wouldn't it be better to find somewhere to live a comfortable life? Why are you picking a fight with someone online?"
"Scorpion!" Mivad roared like a wounded beast, "Because he killed the scorpion!"
"The scorpion committed suicide!"
“But he’s the one who killed him!” Mivad roared. “I’ve investigated. When Scorpion used that ‘Devil’s Song,’ there was another piece of music that countered him, and that’s why he committed suicide. I checked, and the music that countered ‘Devil’s Song’ was given to the Pentagon by SMMH! He can’t escape responsibility for this. He has to pay for Scorpion’s death!”
Xu Facheng remained silent. If we're really talking about paying with one's life, don't they all have blood on their hands? Not to mention anything else, just the Luxor massacre orchestrated by Scorpion—how many people died?!
But Xu Facheng also knew that Scorpion had saved Miwad's life! It was more than ten years ago when Scorpion shielded him from an exploding landmine, and since then Scorpion's left ear has been deaf.
After hesitating for a long time, Xu Facheng said, "I'm sorry. I can't help you."
“You…” Miva slammed his fist against the wall: “I misjudged you! Humph, if you won’t help, fine, I’ll find a way!”
After saying that, Miwad tried to stride out the door, but Xu Facheng said behind him, "You want to go out? Let me tell you, I've already gotten information from the police. They've confirmed that you're the one who assassinated Yi Shuihan. Now both the police and the underworld are looking for you. You're a black man, and you don't know anyone here. You'll be discovered the moment you step out! And all the students you wanted to kill are in the police station right now. You think you can just rush in with a Black Star pistol? Dream on!"
Miwad stopped abruptly, turned around, his eyes blazing with fury: "Let them kill us. I'm not like you, a coward!"
Xu Facheng sighed deeply: "Miward, I'm saying all this only out of camaraderie. If I truly didn't care about our past, I would have killed you long ago. Ten million is still money!"
"You wouldn't help me even if I offered you a billion dollars?!"
"I've said it before, it's not that I won't help. It's that there's simply no way I can help! Can you even find SMMH? Don't even mention you, right now the FBI, MI5, the new KGB, Israel's Mossad, and our country's National Security Agency, aren't they all looking for SMMH? Have they found it?"
“They’re using the wrong methods.” Mivad revealed a cruel smile: “I believe that as long as everyone connected to SMMH is killed, he will definitely show up.”
"You're insane!"
“I’ve gone mad!” Mivad laughed loudly. “You just said it yourself. I’m old. You have no idea how much pain my whole body feels when it’s cloudy or rainy! I spent seven years in that prison living a life worse than death! Even if I were to find a quiet place to retire, I probably wouldn’t live for another three to five years. Since that’s the case, I might as well take a gamble, so that when I meet Scorpion in hell, I’ll have something to say!”
Hearing him say that, Xu Facheng sighed: "Then go ahead, I can't persuade you anymore. Take care of yourself."