Fanatic!

Chapter 95 Say thank you

Chen Wujun took two cigarettes from Shark Nine, sat on the sofa, and pondered Xinye's words while smoking.

We definitely need to look out more.

While he was still thinking about how to buy a house, other gangs outside were already developing their own real estate projects.

The walled city was both their refuge and their prison.

Neither the police nor the law can enter this small area of ​​the walled city, but they can't get out either; they are firmly trapped here.

Therefore, it is necessary to cooperate with external forces... just like Shark Nine cooperated with Snake Girl for investment.

Chen Wujun felt that he should ask Snake Aunt about any potential investment opportunities.

Just as I was pondering this, my phone received a text message.

Chen Wujun opened his phone and saw a message from an unknown number with only one address, a few kilometers away from the city walled city.

"Senior sister, I'm going back." Chen Wujun stood up and said.

After leaving the house, I called Curry and Li Wei, and we took a car to the target location.

Upon arrival, all that could be seen was an abandoned textile factory with a large amount of stained glass.

"Brother Jun, what are we doing here?" Curry asked, looking around.

"Come and take a look." Chen Wujun didn't answer. After circling around, he found a broken window, jumped in, and looked around.

This textile factory is quite large, with several roads branching off from it.

Chen Wujun walked around inside, his nose filled with the pungent smell of chemicals.

Then, pull open an iron gate and walk down a narrow staircase. After walking a dozen steps, you will find yourself in a recessed, narrow space with wooden planks and narrow edges that allow you to walk through.

The entire space is 3 meters wide, 20 meters long, and 1 meter deep, filled with a layer of dirty water. Its composition is unknown, but it emits a pungent smell.

It looks like an indoor river.

This is actually a washing tank, or dyeing vat, used for dyeing fabrics.

Upon seeing this, Chen Wujun knew that this was the place he needed.

There is a staircase opposite this sink, leading upstairs.

Chen Wujun used a wooden stick to test the depth, walked along the edge, calculated the distance, and then went up the stairs on the opposite side to another workshop.

If you go from above, you need to go through four doors between the two workshops.

Moreover, the spaces between the buildings are made of thick concrete.

This place was clearly converted from other buildings into a textile factory.

Back in the stronghold, Chen Wujun scribbled on a piece of paper, then called over Afei: "Go find a smelting plant and buy 42 iron pillars, each 1.5 meters tall and as thick as a bowl, with a base attached. Each pillar, including the base, should weigh at least 300 jin..."

"Don't go yourself. Find a fellow Daoist or a gambling addict in the city to deliver it to this address..."

"Change his clothes, and then tell him not to say anything he shouldn't. Arrange for two clean-cut strangers to accompany him, and after he's delivered, dispose of him."

"Make some more metal plates, each with twenty or thirty nails attached. Each plate is 40 centimeters in size, and the nails are 20 centimeters long... Make 200 of them."

Chen Wujun handed the matter over to Afei, then leaned back in his chair and pondered.

Everything is arranged... the next step is to lure Harris over there.

This is simple; creating one case is enough.

There's no need to leave any clues; Harris will definitely be able to find it.

So, what should be done to lure Harris over? Chen Wujun's first thought was the gold shop, after all, he had wanted to do some social practice for a long time.

However, after thinking about it, I decided to give up on the idea.

His distinctive physique made him too easily recognizable. He wasn't comfortable entrusting the task to someone else if he didn't show up himself.

To put it bluntly, he simply didn't have enough capable people under his command.

As Chen Wujun's gaze shifted, he noticed a news item in the newspaper.

Chen Wujun pulled out the newspaper used to cover the table and examined it carefully.

“Edward Bloom, leader of the Student Fair Admissions organization, believes that colleges and universities today discriminate against white students in the admissions process, which has led to a decline in the enrollment rate of white students in recent years.”

"It has dropped from 85% twenty years ago to 66% now."

"Therefore, Edward Bloom is gathering evidence to sue prestigious universities such as East Ninth District University and City University..."

"Aren't there still more foreign students around?" Chen Wujun scoffed, thinking to himself that this person was a suitable choice.

With considerable social influence and recent plans to sue several well-known universities, if he were to be kidnapped, the resulting uproar would be significant, but not drastic either.

Harris will definitely investigate, but he won't be too vigilant...

For me, this was also a kind of social practice.

Two days later, Chen Wujun received a call from Afei in the warehouse: "Brother Jun, I've already asked around. It will take at least half a month. Making these things is simple, it can be done in five days at most, but we still need to polish them, apply anti-rust paint and so on, which will take longer."

"Why apply rust-preventive paint? Nothing is needed. Just get the goods ready and deliver them. Give them five days, and they must get it done."

How much does it cost?

"45,000 yuan, no need for sanding and applying anti-rust paint, it can be even cheaper."

"Money is no problem. Tell them it must be done in five days!"

Six days later, Chen Wujun received the news and arrived at the abandoned factory. He saw a large number of iron pillars piled up in the hall, with chassis welded to the bottom of the pillars.

Chen Wujun erected a pillar, which felt quite stable, and people standing on it did not sway at all.

He then had Curry and Li Wei carry these things to the underground sink, and he personally found a spot to place the iron pillar underneath, and then threw away the wooden planks on top.

After the chassis sank into the water, the iron pillars extended straight out of the water, with a distance of one meter between each pillar.

42 iron pillars are 42 piles.

He then threw all the nail trays into the water, and the sewage just submerged the nails.

The nail tray is full of 20-centimeter-long nails; if you fall in, you'll be riddled with holes.

Harris's mutation is super speed, so all we need to do is limit his speed, and then we can coat these iron pillars with grease.

Chen Wujun felt that this space was fair to both of them.

Chen Wujun stretched, his heart filled with anticipation. After waiting for so long, it was finally time to start preparing.

That Harris has caused me trouble twice. Just seeing him makes me uncomfortable.

Most importantly, he's blocking my way.

Now that he was finally going to be dealt with... this excited him immensely.

The only problem with this plan now is... how to separate Harris from his men, and then eliminate his men as well, to prevent the news from leaking out.

This matter must not be leaked in the slightest.

Several people flashed through Chen Wujun's mind: Snake Girl, Li Yaozu... and Shark Nine.

Chen Wujun didn't want Sha Jiu to know that he was the one who killed Ji Xiang... which could potentially affect their relationship.

Shark Nine was not only his senior sister, but also his mentor, and he didn't want to put Shark Nine in a difficult position.

But now that Jixiang has climbed up to Lord Xin, Chen Wujun naturally has no more scruples.

……

Harris had just entered the federal police station when the minister called her over.

"There's a kidnapping case in your jurisdiction. I'm assigning it to you. Make sure you bring the person back."

"Oh? Which tycoon got kidnapped? Is it related to the new martial arts practitioners?" Harris asked casually.

“Not a tycoon, but more troublesome. Here are the details… There were indeed traces left by a new martial arts practitioner at the scene, and the car door was torn off directly…” The minister threw a document in front of him.

Harris flipped through the documents: "Edward Bloom, social activist...leader of the Student Fair Admissions Organization..."

"He was recently gathering evidence to sue several universities, and he has conservative support behind him... His disappearance at this time will be very troublesome. Once the news gets out, it will inevitably cause a huge uproar."

"Therefore, we must bring the person back before the information is leaked."

"Did he receive any extortion calls at home?" Harris asked.

"not yet……"

"I understand." Harris nodded and took the documents out.

For him, this was a minor case.

The only problem is this person's identity and the timing... and whether the person is even alive?

Back in his group, he called three people and went out to investigate the case.

After all, their team wasn't just handling one case.

Moreover, with him around, the three of them are enough.

If it weren't for the need to investigate clues, he could do it all by himself.

First, I went to the scene where Edward Bloom was arrested.

"The robbers weren't very strong; they had to tear the car door off in two attempts, so their strength was probably around 1000 pounds..."

"According to on-site investigations, a yellow sedan was present at the time of the incident..."

Harris found the approximate location where the car last disappeared in just one day, and by 8 p.m., he had located an old industrial area in the southeast of Guanfuchang.

At 10 p.m., a gray sedan was parked near the textile factory.

"There used to be a textile factory in front of it... The robbers are very likely hiding inside."

“Let’s go take a look.” Harris got out of the car and looked at the buildings ahead.

His three henchmen also got out of the car.

The group of people swaggered into the textile factory without even trying to hide their presence.

They had complete confidence in Harris and in themselves.

Harris's incredible speed means that anyone he targets is doomed to escape.

They are also elites of the special mission department, not only are they experts in new technologies, but their five senses are far more acute than ordinary people, and they also have guns.

"There are many footprints and traces of heavy objects being dragged here..."

"The latest footprints are here...it shouldn't have been more than a day..."

“These messy footprints… could very well belong to the victim…”

They didn't turn on their flashlights; they could see what was inside by the faint light from outside.

"There are footprints here too..."

A line of footprints led to the door next to it.

“Gene, go check over there…” Harris gestured.

Not long after the group separated, Harris followed the trail of the dragged object on the ground to an iron gate.

Just as Harris's Chinese agent drew his gun and was about to go inside, a sound of metal clashing suddenly came from another direction.

"Song Gui, go take a look." Harris gave him a look.

"Joe, you stay here and be ready to support the others at any time," Harris whispered.

"Understood." The last person nodded.

Harris then went straight down the stairs.

He sensed that the other party wanted to separate him from his group, but he didn't care at all.

This confidence comes from his immense strength.

As soon as you walk down the stairs, you see rows of iron pillars standing on the water's surface, which emits a pungent smell.

And on the innermost pillar, there stood a person.

A young man dressed in dress pants and a dark blue shirt stood on an iron post no bigger than a bowl. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that he was barefoot, gripping the edge of the post with only a few toes.

The young man had a tortoise-like back and a crane-like posture, with arms much longer than the average person.

At this moment, he spread his arms out, pointing them diagonally upwards, and his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

The young man's face was filled with excitement, his mouth stretching almost to his ears, revealing a set of white teeth:
"Harris...look, I've even prepared a grave for you..."

"Say thank you!"

(End of this chapter)