There's something wrong with me

Chapter 65 [Internal Organ Overclocking] (7.2K)

On the way back to the bureau.

“Brother Zhang, do you think this movement of mine is right… … ”

“Old Zhang, is this how it should be?”

“Master! Take a look quickly!”

Inside the police car, several criminal police officers struck various boxing and kicking poses, asking Zhang Feng to inspect them.

Zhang Feng never expected that after his remarks about a push, a flick, and a hammer, he would become the 'martial arts instructor' of the criminal police team.

At the same time.

On the way back to the bureau, Zhang Feng was idle anyway, so he patiently taught them.

They often dealt with criminals, and having a few life-saving methods would never hurt.

It's just that Zhang Feng was more serious when teaching.

So, the words were inevitably a little harsh.

“The force point on your hand is wrong.”

“And you, your wrist is too far forward. If someone has a high weight and bumps into you, you'll twist it.”

“Team Wang, why are you raising your hand so high? Are you greeting acquaintances?”

Zhang Feng's words hit the nail on the head, and by using Seeking Dragon Touching Bone, he could quickly judge the key to their exertion.

‘His meridian positions are somewhat different from mine.’

In the gaps between teaching them, Zhang Feng also compared the differences in human meridians, recording all useful information for himself.

… …

The journey passed quickly.

Returning to the bureau in the middle of the night.

The colleagues on duty didn't ask much when they saw Zhang Feng and his group coming over.

Arriving inside.

Opening an interrogation room.

Zhang Feng and Team Wang took the drug dealer inside.

“I'll record.” A police officer from the team acted as a recorder, following along.

The remaining people didn't leave or disperse, but instead squatted in the corner of the wall not far from the interrogation room, waiting for an answer.

Meanwhile, in the interrogation room.

“Speak.” Team Wang habitually lit a cigarette, propping his legs on the table, “Name, age, personal information.”

“My name is… … ” The drug dealer, seeing that they had arrived at the station and looking at the expert Zhang Feng next to Team Wang, didn't dare to hide anything and told all his personal information in detail.

He had been to the police station several times and knew there was no benefit in not telling.

Rather than enduring several Great Recall Techniques that couldn't be interrupted, it was better to confess from the beginning.

But his thinking was wrong.

Although Team Wang and the others had bad tempers, they were currently conducting a strict investigation, so this might not happen.

The drug dealer didn't know this, and instead spoke very honestly.

After he finished speaking his personal information.

Team Wang didn't waste any time and directly asked: “Who is the person who bought the drugs from you? Do you know him? The buyer of Wu Chenxiang.”

“I know.” The drug dealer truthfully said: “He bought a lot at the time, so I have an impression of him. He was a crew-cut man in his thirties.

As for his appearance? Was he relatively polite? Like a businessman?”

“Incorrect.” Zhang Feng directly denied, “Think again.”

“But he was the one who bought the medicine.” The drug dealer replied: “If you want to say what's wrong, it should be that I saw he bought a lot and thought he was a big client, so I asked him if he needed to prepare more of these.

He said he had to listen to the Old Master's arrangements?

So there was someone behind him?”

“Speak specifically about that Old Master.” Team Wang seized the key point, “Is there any other information about the Old Master?”

“I really don't know about that.” The drug dealer now had none of the arrogance he had two hours ago, instead shaking his head like a wronged little daughter-in-law,

“That person is as cunning as a monkey. I think the reason he said the words 'Old Master' was because he was afraid I would try to rip him off, so he deliberately said that there was someone behind him.”

“Then do you think this person exists?” Zhang Feng inquired, “Could he be lying to you?”

“Absolutely not!” The drug dealer affirmed, and recalled: “I remember very clearly, when he said the words Old Master, it was like he had seen someone he admired?

That kind of fanatical, crazy look was very creepy.

Even after so much time has passed, my impression is still deep.”

The drug dealer fell into recollection, and truthfully said: “Then after he said Old Master, he shook his head in fear.

I've been through a lot and know that this kind of fearful look isn't an act.

You want to say that this person is a fictional character? I don't think that's possible, right?”

“Hmm… … ” Team Wang nodded silently, feeling that this was all relatively reasonable, but he wouldn't easily believe a criminal's one-sided story. This was the most basic suspicion.

Otherwise, if a criminal just said something, as long as it was logical, then it would be true? That would be terrible?

Team Wang had seen many criminals who could justify themselves.

Therefore, Team Wang finally confirmed: “This buyer you mentioned, this businessman, did he touch anything in your house, or do you have any of his information, such as a phone number or something?”

“No.” The drug dealer shook his head, “He didn't leave anything behind. I also knew you wanted to collect his fingerprints, but he wore gloves. I've also cleaned the house several times recently.

It can be said that he left no traces.”

Speaking of this, the drug dealer was somewhat proud, and couldn't help but say: “I guarantee the safety of my customers. Everyone in the business knows that.”

“Be serious!” The recorder glared at him.

The drug dealer knew he was going to be scolded, so he was mentally prepared to endure it.

“No traces at all?” Team Wang frowned, and asked: “Then now, how can you prove that he exists? How can I prove that what you said before is true?”

“The only information I know is this much.” The drug dealer looked like he had confessed everything, “You want me to confess more, but I can't confess anything else.

Could it be that you really want me to make up a non-existent person?”

“You motherfucker!” The recorder suddenly stood up.

The drug dealer glanced at him, then his gaze skipped over the thoughtful Team Wang, and finally looked at Zhang Feng, who was closing his eyes to rest.

“That brother who is proficient in many kinds of boxing, I am indeed far inferior to you. I've fallen into your hands tonight, and I admit defeat.

We're all martial artists, and we're all straightforward people.

Now I've said everything I should say, so sentence me as you should, I accept it.”

“Hmm.” Zhang Feng sipped his tea and said: “That businessman you know, can you describe his specific appearance?”

“I can only say I'll try my best.” The drug dealer tilted his chin and pointed to the cigarette on the table, “For the sake of my cooperation, give me one, my head hurts from being beaten by you tonight, I want to relieve the dizziness.”

“Alright.” Zhang Feng picked up a cigarette and gave him one.

“Old Zhang.” Team Wang thought for a while, then stood up and looked at Zhang Feng next to the drug dealer, signaling to the door with his eyes.

Zhang Feng understood and went out with him.

Arriving in the farther corridor.

“What's up, Old Zhang.” Team Wang asked directly: “Do you think what he said is credible? I always feel like something is a little off.”

“Tell me specifically.” Zhang Feng rubbed the corners of his eyes.

After overclocking and performing a set of boxing techniques at night, plus running around every day for nearly a month.

At this moment, after finally making some progress.

Zhang Feng relaxed a little and felt a little sleepy.

“As an old criminal police officer, I don't trust criminals at all.” Team Wang said very seriously: “Look, this is what I think.

First of all, the drug dealer isn't an ordinary criminal, right?”

“Yeah, ha.” Zhang Feng yawned, then leaned against the cold wall again, continuing to signal him to speak.

“I can't tell you directly, I'm afraid you won't understand.” Team Wang completely ignored whether Old Zhang was sleepy or not, and in order to make Zhang Feng understand the cunning of criminals, he then cited a bunch of criminals' 'lying and covering up deeds'.

This went on for more than ten minutes.

Zhang Feng was really listening in order to learn some examples.

After he finished speaking.

Team Wang finally concluded: “So I think, if we investigate according to the direction given by the drug dealer, then it is very likely to affect the thinking and progress of the case.”

“I believe it.” Zhang Feng nodded wearily, then woke up a little and said again: “What I mean by believe is that I believe that drug dealer, not you.

Furthermore, we don't have any better clues at the moment, so why don't we just search the entire city again and first look for… … ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Feng also knew why Team Wang had to repeatedly speculate and verify.

Because just for a 'clue' from a criminal's mouth, the bureau had to search the entire city again, and the comrades had to work around the clock.

It would be fine if it was correct, but what if the criminal really wasn't telling the truth?

Zhang Feng thought to himself, looking at the tired look between Team Wang's eyebrows, and then looking at the comrades who were squatting on the wall in the distance and had already fallen asleep.

“I'll go confirm it again.”

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he went straight to the interrogation room.

"Zhang Feng!" Team Leader Wang, seeing Zhang Feng's aggressive appearance, felt a sense of foreboding. "Zhang Feng, what the hell are you doing! Did you hear me! Stop!"

"What's wrong with Lao Zhang?" Others, hearing the commotion, also woke up and saw Zhang Feng striding into the interrogation room.

It was obvious he was about to make a move.

"Lao Zhang!" Their sleepiness instantly vanished, and they hurriedly got up, wanting to stop their brother from making a mistake for the sake of a bad guy.

At the same time.

After entering, Zhang Feng looked at the drug dealer who was looking back.

Whoosh—

He took a step forward and grabbed the drug dealer by the back of the neck with one hand.

Zhang Feng gradually increased the force in his hand.

"I'm just going to ask one question now. Is what you said just now true or not?"

"Brother Zhang!" The recorder, seeing Zhang Feng's actions, was immediately startled and hurriedly came out from behind the table.

'He wants to kill me!' The drug dealer felt the pain in the back of his neck, and looking up slightly at Zhang Feng's calm expression, he knew that Zhang Feng was really intent on killing, not just putting on a show, and that persuasion wouldn't work.

Besides, who could stop a great boxing master from killing someone at close range?

Especially since his hand was already gripping a vital point.

So, without thinking, the drug dealer hurriedly said:

"Brother! I'll talk! I admit defeat! Everything I said just now is true! I won't sleep tonight; you arrange someone, and I'll piece together that person's appearance overnight!"

"Good." Zhang Feng released him. "If it's fake, I, Zhang Feng, will be the first to cripple you."

"Absolutely true!" The drug dealer nodded repeatedly, but perhaps because he was so frightened by Zhang Feng, he suddenly thought of something and said to Zhang Feng and the many criminal police officers who had arrived:

"That's right! I remember that the businessman was wearing a valuable piece of jade around his neck.

When he bent down to get the medicine, I saw three words on it, it seemed like… 'Guest' something?"

"Guest of Honor?" Zhang Feng suddenly said this name.

"Maybe?" The drug dealer nodded uncertainly. "I wanted to buy his jade at the time, but he quickly put it away, saying it was a keepsake given to him by his grandfather."

"What Guest of Honor?" Team Leader Wang didn't understand.

"I seem to have heard of it unintentionally." Zhang Feng didn't say much and didn't know how to explain it, but he knew that this person would definitely be difficult to find.

Because 'Guest of Honor' was someone from a non-essential task.

Furthermore, the Guest of Honor was doing evil deeds of killing people to practice his skills.

Zhang Feng didn't think he would show up ostentatiously, facing the firearms of the new era.

… …

The next day, a new investigation began.

Because of the appearance of this clue, the task force's time was also extended.

And on the second day at noon, the 'businessman's' appearance was drawn by the drug dealer.

Then, the search began.

Everyone went to various markets and companies, another round of searching for a needle in a haystack.

But on the twenty-ninth day.

A piece of news that could be considered good and bad reached the city.

Just this morning.

A similar murder case occurred in another city five hundred miles away.

It was 'murder by an earth sword made of clay'.

Zhang Feng, Team Leader Wang, and a police officer chose to go directly there.

… …

That afternoon.

On the train to the other city.

Zhang Feng looked in the small mirror in the bathroom and gave himself a buzz cut, looking quite neat.

Team Leader Wang was trimming his beard on the hard seat.

He was about to go on a business trip to another place, so he definitely had to show the spirit of his own bureau.

When the train stopped.

Zhang Feng and the other two arrived at the exit.

Someone was already there to pick them up, it was a large van.

After getting in the car and everyone introduced themselves to each other.

Team Leader Wang said directly: "When we get to the scene, if our Director Zhang confirms it."

Team Leader Wang said, looking at Zhang Feng, "If Director Zhang nods, I suggest merging the cases for investigation, which can also be considered using the strength of our brothers in this city."

"Let's talk about it when we get there." The local criminal police captain nodded slightly and then looked at Zhang Feng separately, "The bureau in Junshan City has a task force director who is not only proficient in Taoist literature but also highly skilled in martial arts.

I presume this is Director Zhang?

Our bureau has heard some of Director Zhang's reputation for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet because of this matter."

"Captain Li is too kind." Zhang Feng looked at Captain Li's hands and saw that he had some martial arts foundation.

"I know it's a bit presumptuous." Captain Li rubbed his hands, slightly extended his right hand, "A little spar?"

Anyway, they were on the road, and besides, the one who died was a rapist, so his death was his death, and everyone was in a good mood, not very anxious.

"Gangzi, stop the car by the side of the road for a while." Captain Li even blatantly asked the driver to stop the car later.

But he thought about it and felt that it was not very good, so he added: "It's okay, a few seconds slower, that rapist's body can't run away."

"Haha…" Everyone knew they shouldn't laugh, but they still laughed.

The atmosphere also relaxed.

At the same time, as Captain Li extended his hand again, everyone looked at Zhang Feng, and also at Captain Li's outstretched wide palm.

"Okay." Zhang Feng also wanted to see how much actual skill he had, so he nodded.

Later, Zhang Feng extended his palm, which had become slightly chubby during this period, and the two's wrists lightly touched together.

"Please?" Zhang Feng asked.

Captain Li also seriously said to Zhang Feng: "Director Zhang, please."

After the two finished speaking, the sides of their wrists touched together, first pushing back and forth twice, considered a tacit opening.

To avoid either side launching an attack directly after saying 'please'.

At this moment, after the two pushed back and forth twice, Zhang Feng and Captain Li exerted force at the same time.

Under everyone's gaze, Captain Li's hand just formed a peck, and Zhang Feng's palm covered his peck, while simultaneously flicking forward with his palm facing forward, and Captain Li's palm opened.

"No more!" Captain Li hurriedly retracted his hand and shook it, then curiously said: "Director Zhang, how did you exert force just now?

It felt like the back of my hand was hit by a hammer just now, and I lost feeling for a moment.

How did you practice this skill? Is it still kung fu?"

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He looked at Zhang Feng's palm, "The palm is red and tender, and there are no calluses from iron palm or hand kung fu.

But that just now, it really felt like my hand was placed on the table and someone smashed it with a sledgehammer."

"Because I'm exerting force with half of my body." Zhang Feng didn't hide it, pointing to his hips, waist, and arms, "I'm hitting you with half of my body, not to mention the strength, just the weight of nearly a hundred pounds placed on your hand in mid-air, and you can't hold it."

"Half of the body?" Captain Li gained some knowledge.

"The body can also hit people?" Others found it strange, like listening to a story or tale.

But looking at Captain Li rubbing his hand and shouting in pain, and Director Zhang describing it as if stating a fact, it didn't seem fake.

'He dares to compete with our Lao Zhang in martial arts?' Team Leader Wang felt great joy seeing Captain Li shouting in pain and being humiliated.

Lao Zhang's 'demonstration' will make things easier in the future.

"Director Zhang, is this force exertion?" After Captain Li's hand recovered almost, he asked this question, "I've heard a few great boxing masters say that if you really reach a certain realm, your body can also exert force to hit people, and today I've seen it."

"Captain Li, you're too kind, your kung fu is actually already very high." Zhang Feng wasn't praising him to indirectly praise himself.

Zhang Feng was telling the truth.

Captain Li was indeed powerful, probably at the level of a Praying Mantis Sparrow.

Considered an expert, with a physique of about 27 or 28.

In terms of strength alone, he looked more capable of fighting than the drug dealer.

And Captain Li was just a captain in a small city, and the drug dealer wasn't a big shot either.

But a Praying Mantis Sparrow in Hong Kong is already considered one of the most capable fighters.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that there were probably many capable fighters in this world.

… …

In the evening, they arrived at the scene of the crime.

After repeated confirmation by Zhang Feng, it was found that the crime was indeed committed by the same person.

Then there was nothing to say.

As the information was handed over, and some evidence was sorted and compared.

Finally, after discussion at the meeting.

Everyone reached a consensus, merging the local case and 8.03.

After that.

The task force had more of Captain Li and his group of old and young brothers.

But their side was just starting, and the hospital and everything else hadn't been investigated, the progress was too slow to reach a unified sharing level.

So on the evening of the fifth day.

Inside the inn.

Zhang Feng and Team Leader Wang were playing chess while discussing support matters.

"Let me tell you." Team Leader Wang said while looking at the chess game, "The investigation in our city has reached a bottleneck, and there is no breakthrough progress now.

The affairs of businessmen are like searching for a needle in the ocean; months might pass without a word.

Besides, the murderer is already here, so their hideout might have been moved.

How about… we split off some brothers from our place and have them come over here to check all the hospitals and such?

See if there are any new leads.

Let's smooth out anything that can be smoothed out first.

Sounds good, right?”

“I think that's doable.” Zhang Feng picked up the tea next to him, his eyes on the chessboard. “Let's use the process of elimination. Keep searching, keep looking. Let's split off some people from our place and get started.”

Zhang Feng swept the chessboard, where he was about to lose. “No more playing. Let's start arranging things tonight. Serious matters are more important than chess.”

…

Transferring people, sharing information, and then having the brothers who come over paired up with local comrades to pass on their experience in investigating the Ouchen incense.

Twenty days later.

Zhang Feng and Team Wang both looked haggard again.

…

The twenty-first day.

Afternoon.

At the train station entrance.

“You guys stay here and assist, don't go back.” Team Wang waved his hand, looking exhausted, bidding farewell to the brothers who were seeing them off. “Old Zhang and I will go back and sort things out at home.”

“Okay.” Zhang Feng, with stubble on his face, held a suitcase and said to Team Li and the brothers from his bureau:

“Don't bother seeing us off, just leave it at this. We barely finished the search today, so everyone should rest.

Who knows what might come up tomorrow? There won't be time to rest then.”

“Alright, then you guys take it easy on the road, *sniff*…” Team Li hadn't rested well for the past few days, his throat was inflamed, and he had a cold.

“Your physique has deteriorated to this state.” Zhang Feng was amused by the way he sniffed. “Don't push the brothers so hard, go back and sleep.”

“Then we're leaving, Brother Zhang.”

“Brother Zhang, Team Wang, we'll head back first.”

Everyone waved, saying goodbye at the intersection.

Zhang Feng and the other then boarded the train.

But this time it was a soft seat.

Arriving in the car.

Team Wang covered himself with the blanket he brought and prepared to sleep.

Zhang Feng leaned against the head of the bed, preparing to read a book first.

Zhang Feng's suitcase was full of books, including some martial arts manuals and medical information from this world.

Perhaps because the world was different, some of the medicinal herbs here had subtle differences, and there were also some herbs that Zhang Feng had never heard of.

All new knowledge.

Besides handling cases, Zhang Feng was constantly learning.

Although his energy was limited, the progress of Kai Ling had slowed down a bit, now only at 45%, but his knowledge was becoming more and more abundant.

In addition, the current physique of this body is [27], the meridians of Hard Qigong and Eight-Step Catching Cicadas are fully opened, and the Great Subduing Demon Fist is also half opened.

Zhang Feng liked this feeling of constantly deepening and constantly learning.

He was becoming more and more familiar with the meridian overclocking.

Even during the tedious process of handling cases, Zhang Feng was opening faster than in the previous world.

And Team Wang lifted a corner of the quilt, saw that Zhang Feng was not asleep and was still reading, and said speechlessly: “What the hell? Old Zhang, aren't you tired?

Besides handling cases and sleeping, you just read books and study all day long. Are you made of iron?”

As he said this, he shook his head again. “But come to think of it, that's right. If you didn't study so hard, you wouldn't be so awesome.”

Team Wang's words were full of emotion, but he really couldn't learn from Old Zhang's ‘continuous rotation’.

“You should sleep when you need to sleep.” Zhang Feng didn't take his eyes off the book. “You don't have to worry about me. I actually know in my heart whether my body can handle it.”

“Hard to say about you.” Team Wang shook his head, preparing to cover himself with the quilt again.

…

About a month later.

Zhang Feng's one hundred and tenth day in this world.

The investigation into the news from the two cities was still ongoing, and even the hall wanted to put the case aside for the time being.

But on this morning.

Zhang Feng and Team Wang were searching for people in the city based on the businessman's portrait.

In a province a thousand miles away, the ‘Ice Sword Killer’ appeared again.

“Fuck his mother!”

…

Four days later.

Zhang Feng and Team Wang, wearing thick cotton coats, arrived at the crime scene.

This was a snowy forest, and the deceased was a fugitive murderer who had been stabbed to death under a tree.

“Director Zhang, Team Wang, you're here.”

At this time, a tall man walked over.

He was the local criminal police captain.

And after he came over, he first extended his hand to Zhang Feng.

“I heard some time ago that Lin Province produced a ‘highly skilled criminal police coach’.

During this period, Zhang Feng, Teacher Zhang, your reputation precedes you!”

In these months, as the matter of the drug dealer and Team Li fermented, and Zhang Feng occasionally caught some criminals.

This made most police stations know that ‘Lin Province, Zhang Feng, Director Zhang’ was a master of boxing.

“Let's not talk nonsense.”

Zhang Feng now had the temperament of an old criminal policeman. He shook hands with him slightly and walked towards the deceased.

After a slight glance, there were talismans on the ground and incense ash left by the cold wind around.

After glancing at the ice sword.

Zhang Feng took off his thick gloves, picked up the incense ash and sniffed it. It was the same smell, it was him.

“How is it, Director Zhang?” The local captain followed closely, and behind him was a group of police officers looking at Zhang Feng.

“He is Director Zhang? Teacher Zhang?”

“Director Zhang looks only one meter seven tall and not very strong.”

“Our provincial department seems to want to invite Teacher Zhang to guide martial arts here. I don't know if Teacher Zhang will come.”

“I definitely hope Teacher Zhang comes!”

“Shh! Keep your voices down…”

They communicated in low voices, looking at Zhang Feng, this popular figure in the police circle.

At the same time, next to the corpse.

Team Wang also put down the incense ash in his hand and said directly to Zhang Feng: “Old Zhang, merge the cases?”

“Merge.” Zhang Feng breathed out a long breath, preparing to briefly tell the local captain about the future investigation process.

At this time, a talisman on the ground attracted Zhang Feng's attention.

It was not the original simple secret technique text, but a secret technique with strokes and drawings, and also meridians similar to human legs.

And in the meridians of the legs, there were also dotted lines connecting them, which was a kind of practice technique.

‘The secret technique text is Southeast.’

Zhang Feng observed the talisman,

‘The mark on the legs is stepping and exerting force.

The dotted lines above should be an explanation that if you want to achieve this kind of force, a normal person should practice about one hundred and fifty times to have some training effect.’

Zhang Feng thought for a few breaths, first looked to the southeast, and then walked forward while recalling the meaning above.

The others saw Zhang Feng leave in contemplation and did not disturb him.

As Zhang Feng walked, he walked to a big tree about one hundred and seventy meters away.

There was a snow pile bulging here, about a head thick.

Zhang Feng glanced at it and carefully swept it away. Underneath was a book covered with leaves.

‘If you don't understand Taoist secret techniques, don't understand human meridians, and don't have a certain level of strength, you really can't understand these secret words.

Who is this secret for?’

Zhang Feng thought for a few breaths, put on white gloves, and picked it up.

As the book opened, revealing the description of the internal organs inside, Zhang Feng found that this was a practice method for the resonance of the ‘stomach, lungs, and heart’!

Not cultivating the external, but cultivating the internal!

Zhang Feng's mind was greatly moved for a while, and he continued to turn the pages, but saw a piece of paper fall from the book.

‘A letter?’

Zhang Feng glanced at it a few times, first put the book away, and then picked up the letter.

Scanning his eyes, Zhang Feng suddenly found that this seemed to be a letter left for himself.

‘Fellow Taoist, this poor Taoist heard that a master of boxing has appeared in the police circle.

After inquiring, this poor Taoist guesses that you have reached the legendary level of effortless strength.

Although this poor Taoist is far from reaching it, he sighs that we are not alone.

And this poor Taoist has been cultivating Taoism for eighty-nine years, although he has not reached effortless strength, he has realized the practice method of internal organs.

I hope you will take a look, maybe it will be of some help to you.

And let the world see it.

Although cultivation is difficult, there are people on the road like you and me who are wholeheartedly devoted to the Tao, singing and drinking, and going forward together.

Left by, Guest of Honor.’