The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 87 Dead End
The matter involved her former workplace, and the portly receptionist spoke very earnestly:
"Okay, here are the two people I sent you. Their situations are the same as mine; they both received hands-on instruction from Zhao Xiaochui."

I will start a morning exercise class on the theme of "Six-Character Mantra" under the guise of a relaxed and slow pace, and arrange for them to be the main speakers so that our people can listen attentively.

It would be best to become friends with those two girls and let them teach you.

"got it."

Fat receptionist: "Also, I've opened up a portal for our bureau so that those frontline staff who are idle, especially those with various health problems, can do it when they have time. Just go find those two girls."

The chubby receptionist didn't mention Zhao Xiaochui, partly because the price was too high, and also because the two of them knew in what situations they needed him to step in.

It's really not good for people like them to have too much contact with ordinary people.

Lei Zhen hesitated for a moment: "Sister Chen, just say the word if you need money."

The chubby receptionist rolled her eyes at him.

"Does it really work?" Lei Zhen was a little skeptical. There were masseuses in the bureau. If they didn't ask Zhao Xiaochui to do it, there was no need to go through all this trouble and use public funds for a massage.

The chubby receptionist didn't answer. Instead, she took out a thin glass and placed it on the table, then assumed a starting stance and slowly began her movements.

As her left hand stretched to its fullest extent to the right, a familiar surge of heat rushed through her body and into her throat:

"Shh~"

"Buzz~" The glass partition resonated with a hiss.

The chubby receptionist stopped what she was doing, because that was the only move she knew, but the resonance continued, and then...

"Crack~"

The glass broke.

Lei Zhen: "..."

The two girls with the same skills have a minimum price of 3888?

At that moment, he suddenly felt...wow, that's so cheap!
Actually, he misunderstood; those two girls were no match for the man in front of him.

The chubby receptionist is like a loving mother to me!
…………

With the arrangements made, Lei Zhen's purpose in coming here can be considered achieved.

However, his purpose in coming here was not just that. The bureau leaders and the older staff were very concerned about this person, so he cautiously probed:

"Sister Chen, come home and visit when you have time. Your retired friends are taking good care of the old house."

Chen Guifen, standing behind the front desk, returned to her deathly silence, her voice cold and clear:

"What's the point of going back? To spend your days staring at five plaques?"

“Sister Chen…” Lei Zhen’s eyes were a little red, and he said in a hoarse voice, “We have already avenged the child.”

"No, not at all," the chubby receptionist said quietly.

Lei Zhen said helplessly, "Sister Chen, we wiped out the entire enemy action team back then, not letting a single one of them escape."

"No!"

The portly receptionist's voice grew increasingly cold and accusatory:

"Did they really not spare a single one?"

"Then let me ask you: how did those people and weapons get in? Where did they hide the weapons for such a long time before? Did we investigate? If we did, where is the investigation report, and what were the investigation conclusions?"

Lei Zhen: "..."

"Also, why was the case decided so quickly back then?"

Lei Zhen: "..."

"Do you not know, or are you afraid to say, or unable to say?"

"I'm sure that the other side's action team must have had a safe house at the time, and there were also safe passages that involved internal personnel and even more departments."

"It's this passage that allows them to come and go without a trace, and to bring weapons in." "Xiao Lei, I don't ask anything of you, and please don't interfere with what I do!"

"I know I can't find that passage by myself, but I'm determined to find it..."

At this point, the chubby receptionist said in a sinister tone, filled with intense hatred, "The gatekeeper!"

"..."

Before leaving, Lei Zhen remained silent for a long time, weighing the pros and cons, before whispering in the fat receptionist's ear:

"Sister Chen, if it's a private operation, it's difficult for me to ask the local branch for support, and we don't have many people."

But if needed, just let me know, and I'll do my best to arrange personnel.

The chubby receptionist hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Lei Zhen: "Also, I went to the young man's hometown. The middle school there received donations of learning and office supplies, and a new school bus was added to the nearby villages."

The chubby receptionist wasn't surprised by Zhao Xiaochui's quiet work; instead, she asked, "Is there any similar martial arts tradition in this area?"

"There was an old Chinese medicine doctor who taught him when he was very young, but no one knows the specifics. The old doctor passed away when he graduated from junior high school."

The chubby receptionist nodded: "Understood."

"Sister Chen, that's a good kid, please use it with caution."

"Don't worry," the chubby receptionist replied indifferently, "Little Hammer has a long life ahead of him. At most, I'll ask him for a small favor, but I won't let him get involved in this kind of thing."

These people are dedicated to enabling more people like Zhao Xiaochui to live safe and peaceful lives.

Instead of recruiting any capable person they meet into the bureau and having them risk their lives to help them with their work.

Now that Zhao Xiaochui's talent and abilities have been confirmed, let's make good use of them to bring some benefits to our people.

Instead of bringing people in without considering their wishes, which could very likely lead to losing both money and people.

…………

After Lei Zhen left, the massage parlor immediately fell silent.

The chubby receptionist leaned lazily against the front desk, sent a message to Yu Xiaoning using her police mobile phone, and then casually glanced towards the door.

Not far from the door, Lei Zhen suddenly stopped.

He noticed the still figure in the middle of the road in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to ignore it.

At that very moment, his cold and hard aura vanished, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man, quickly leaving along the wall.

In the middle of the road in the distance, Zhao Xiaochui clearly sensed the man's presence and keenly observed the entire process of the man's change in demeanor.

But he didn't care.

At this moment, he stood motionless, his body trembling slightly—the heat within him was surging uncontrollably, a reaction he had never experienced before.

Just now, he gave the fat receptionist a massage with a warm current.

At this moment, the unusual movement of the heat flow could only be related to the fat receptionist: either she had dropped her disguise in front of that mysterious man and was noticed by the heat flow, or she was about to take some action, which triggered the heat flow's warning.

Compared to the reactions triggered by previous outstanding teachers, this time the outpouring of enthusiasm is practically boiling.

Zhao Xiaochui suddenly felt uneasy.

He has long since escaped the predicament of his past life, and is now able to dedicate his life's learning to his career, becoming a shareholder in a high-end massage parlor, and surrounded by family and friends.

A bright future was unfolding before him, and he feared that any unexpected event would shatter it all.

He wanted to turn back and ask Fatty Sister her plans face to face.

Tell her that if she's going to do anything dangerous, she must tell him.

He can help; he's fast, he's strong, he's not afraid of getting hurt, he can even beat someone up for her, or take a bullet for her...

(End of this chapter)