The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

These questions flooded his mind, leaving him restless. Huang Feipeng knew that the shadow behind this case had quietly loomed over him, and this shadow didn't just come from the criminals involved in the illegal transactions. Lu Feng, the man who maintained a subtle distance during their conversations, didn't seem to be just an informant. He might be being used, or even one of the masterminds behind it all.

Huang Feipeng suddenly stood up and took a deep breath. He couldn't ignore the alertness in his heart; this intuition had saved his life many times in past cases. In order to extricate himself from this vortex, he knew that what he needed most now was to remain calm.

He picked up his phone from the table and dialed a number—it was an old friend of his, a colleague with whom he had worked on several major cases. After retiring from the military, he ran a private detective agency, operating with a low-key and efficient style.

"Old Qiu, it's me, Huang Feipeng. Help me investigate Lu Feng, any clues he might have left behind, even his past background, the more detailed the better." Huang Feipeng didn't hesitate at all. He knew that in this situation, any step could determine his future fate.

"Understood." The voice on the other end was brief and calm. Huang Feipeng put down the phone, feeling a slight sense of relief. Old Qiu was always methodical and could uncover some useful information; perhaps he could help him unravel the truth behind this mystery.

However, just as he was about to take a short break, the phone rang again. This time, he answered it without hesitation.

“Attorney Huang, things have changed a bit.” Lu Feng’s voice was lower than before, carrying a subtle sense of tension.

Huang Feipeng's heart tightened, but his tone remained calm: "What's wrong?"

“You have to leave here immediately.” Lu Feng’s words startled Huang Feipeng. “They know you’re investigating this matter and have already started watching you.”

Huang Feipeng's heart raced. He immediately stood up and looked around. Everything in the office seemed both familiar and strange. The computer screen silently displayed unsaved files, and some old folders sat on the bookshelf in the corner. Everything seemed so ordinary, yet at that moment, Huang Feipeng felt a sense of threat emanating from it all. It was as if the four walls might collapse at any moment, and he was right there inside.

"I understand, I'll leave immediately." Knowing that there was no room for error, Huang Feipeng quickly gathered the documents and phone on the table and hurried towards the door.

“Wait a minute, Attorney Huang.” Lu Feng’s words interrupted him once again. “I don’t want you to get into more trouble, but things will get worse if you don’t hide.”

"Hide?" Huang Feipeng's heart tightened, and various images began to form in his mind. Could it be that he had really become the target of those criminals?

“Go to the underground parking lot now, there will be a car waiting for you there.” Lu Feng’s voice became even deeper at this moment. “Drive to the address I gave you, don’t stop, and don’t look back.”

The moment the call ended, Huang Feipeng's mood plummeted. He looked up at the street outside the window; the sun was still shining brightly, and everything on the bustling street seemed normal. But to him, the entire city felt strange and hostile at that moment.

He walked out of the office and headed for the elevator almost without hesitation. Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge, as if the ground beneath his feet might collapse at any moment. He couldn't be sure if his decision was right or wrong, nor could he be sure if he could escape safely.

The underground parking lot was dimly lit, and a musty smell filled the air. Huang Feipeng quickly walked to the corner where he had parked, his heart pounding involuntarily. The parking lot was empty; there wasn't a soul in sight. Suddenly, the sound of flashing headlights came from afar, and a car slowly approached and stopped in front of Huang Feipeng.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the driver's face, which was none other than Lu Feng.

"Get in the car quickly." Lu Feng didn't waste any time with pleasantries; his tone was calm and resolute.

Huang Feipeng hesitated for a moment, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart, but he still went up and got into the car. The moment the car door closed, the atmosphere inside became oppressive, even tense, as if everything outside was watching every move inside.

“You don’t have time to think.” Lu Feng’s voice broke the silence. “This matter is beyond your control. You can only follow me and stop asking why.”

The world outside the car window rushed past, but Huang Feipeng's heartbeat became unusually steady due to the unknown fear. He sat in the car, his hand unconsciously rubbing his trouser leg, his fingertips touching the texture of the fabric. That subtle touch seemed to temporarily distance him from this dangerous world. However, the tension in his heart still quietly spread.

Lu Feng remained silent. The car wound its way through the streets, sometimes accelerating, sometimes decelerating. The air inside was heavy. Huang Feipeng stared at the road ahead, his eyes unconsciously glancing at the rearview mirror, trying to glean some information from it. But all he saw was his own face and the rapidly receding street scene. Everything seemed to be moving forward silently, yet his inner anxiety surged like a tidal wave.

"Where are we going?" Huang Feipeng finally couldn't help but ask, breaking the oppressive silence.

"Let's go somewhere first, and you'll find out in a bit." Lu Feng's reply was still concise, his tone devoid of any extra emotion, as if everything was already predetermined.

Huang Feipeng looked down at his fingers; his knuckles appeared stiff in the dim light of the car. He knew his identity had been completely exposed, and Lu Feng was the only one who could get him out of there, but he dared not fully trust him. Trust had always been the most precious thing to Huang Feipeng. He repeatedly pondered Lu Feng's words, but the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Although Lu Feng's words were gentle, every word carried a sense of oppression, as if he were leading Huang Feipeng into an abyss of no return.

The car finally stopped at a street corner. There weren't many people around, and the dim streetlights cast dappled light. The surroundings were quiet. As Huang Feipeng got out of the car, he couldn't help but look back at it. The car door closed automatically, and Lu Feng got out after him.

"Are you sure it's safe here?" Huang Feipeng frowned, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Lu Feng smiled slightly, still offering no reply, and instead turned and walked into a small shop. Huang Feipeng followed closely behind. As they entered the shop, the aroma of food filled the air, a mixture of ham and sausage, causing him to frown slightly. These were foods he didn't often eat, and the unfamiliar environment suddenly made his stomach feel uncomfortable.