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Chapter 548 Martial Arts
Ai Liang returned along the same route she had taken.

However, when he passed by a surveillance camera, he pretended to be careless and showed half of his body in the camera's view, leaving evidence that he had been there.

In this way, after the woman reports the incident to the police, the police will not suspect that she staged the whole thing herself.

After hearing the woman's statement, the police will definitely re-examine the deceased's identity and conduct a second investigation.

In this way, things will develop in the direction Ai Liang predicted.

Ai Liang wasn't worried about whether the woman would repeat what she had said to the police.

Her husband is dead, and whatever his past identity was, it doesn't matter anymore.

Moreover, she herself knew nothing about her husband's past, so she didn't have to worry about being affected on a social level.

With police protection, most people would crave the truth under such circumstances.

Ai Liang didn't want to use the police's channels to investigate intelligence; rather, she wanted to use the police to convey a message to the murderer.

That means someone discovered the body.

It's important to know that corpses often retain eerie auras, and even the faintest traces can have a serious impact on a person's mental state.

Not to mention the body was buried dozens of meters deep.

In the killer's eyes, the combination of these two conditions meant that his deeds would be exposed.

This is a critical moment when the mole is waiting for the Haixin Society's support to arrive.

If the murderer is the traitor, then the other party will definitely not leave and will definitely try to find out who dug up the body to prevent the news from leaking out.

If not, then so be it; Ai Liang won't waste time on irrelevant people.

However, Ai Liang is inclined to believe that the murderer is the mole.

These defectors rarely keep in touch. Even Zhu Lan and Du Wei, who live in neighboring counties, have hardly seen each other over the years.

The fact that the murderer specifically invited the victim out suggests that there was an urgent matter to discuss.

It is highly likely related to the recent actions of the Haixin Society.

In addition, the fact that the victim deliberately wore her wedding ring when she went out suggests that she may have had some emotional entanglement with the murderer and was preparing to subtly distance herself from him.

If the murderer really is the mole, it's not impossible that out of consideration for their past relationship, they could lend a hand and help the old lover get back on her feet.

But the premise is that the other party is willing to accept it.

The victim's body can also corroborate this to some extent.

Knowing such a big thing, instead of being grateful and quickly getting on the pirate ship to run away together... then to keep it a secret, there is only one way out: death.

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Eight in the morning.

After staying up all night, Chen Shaodong left the barbecue restaurant with two of his men.

As for the destination... it's Qiushui Manor.

Chen Shaodong and his men boarded a sightseeing bus and headed to No. 9 Ginkgo Road.

The three got out of the car at the villa entrance, but instead of rushing to the door to knock, they waited respectfully for the servants inside to come out and greet them.

The maid led the three of them to the villa's gym and then left.

Chen Shaodong gestured for his two men to wait at the door, then pushed the door open and entered alone.

This place is called a fitness hall, but its actual size is about the same as a gymnasium.

In addition to front and back halls, lounges, equipment rooms, and practice rooms, there is also a 25 by 50 meter swimming pool on the far left.

Chen Shaodong was not overwhelmed by the numerous rooms. He walked confidently to the door of one of the rooms and knocked heavily on it.

Because the room was so big, the person inside probably wouldn't hear you unless you knocked really hard.

"Come in!"

A deep voice came from inside.

Chen Shaodong then pushed open the door and entered.

A muscular man, whose abs were visible even through his clothes, was seen running wildly on a treadmill.

The burly man was none other than Yue Qihua's grandfather, Yue Chongshan.

Chen Shaodong did not disturb the other person, but picked up a towel from the table and stood quietly to the side waiting for the other person to finish running.

After about ten minutes, Yue Chongshan's speed gradually slowed down, which meant the treadmill's set time was up.

"master."

Chen Shaodong stepped forward, holding the towel in both hands.

Yue Chongshan casually grabbed a towel and wiped his sweat: "Speak, what do you want?"

“The hermit has come to find me,” Chen Shaodong said.

"Oh, and then what? Is he planning to target me again, and who are you going to arrange bodyguards for this time?"

Yue Chongshan used the word "again" twice in a row.

It's clearly a dig at Chen Shaodong's previous arrangements.

"It's always better to be careful when dealing with that kind of madman."

Chen Shaodong glanced at the treadmill's counter, then turned to change the subject: "You got up before five o'clock again today, didn't you? You're as diligent as ever, no wonder you're always so healthy..."

"No matter how hard I work or how much I practice, I can't get rid of these muscles."

With a stern face, Yue Chongshan threw the towel into Chen Shaodong's arms.

"It's okay, many bodybuilders train incredibly hard..."

Snapped!
Yue Chongshan slapped Chen Shaodong on the head: "Stop flattering me. Have you forgotten everything I taught you before? What are we martial artists supposed to practice?"

"Qi and blood".

Chen Shaodong answered the questions honestly, not even daring to rub his head: "Muscle lines are where the cold energy is located, and that's what we need to train away."

"You know that already, yet you still say it. Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?"

Yue Chongshan looked at Chen Shaodong with an unfriendly expression.

The latter smiled ingratiatingly, not daring to say anything unnecessary.

"Come here and practice with me."

Yue Chongshan clearly had no intention of letting Chen Shaodong off so easily, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed him and pulled him in front of him.

The first strike is a top elbow strike followed by a left and right flip; the second strike is a clasp elbow strike followed by a forward step; the third strike is a single-yang strike followed by a lifting and slicing motion; a forward step and a circling motion around the body completes the entangling...

Faced with Yue Chongshan's relentless attacks, this retired sniper from the Night Wolf Special Forces was like a toddler learning to walk, wobbling unsteadily.

Simply reaching out to intercept incoming punches, elbows, and knees is already the limit.

They simply couldn't mount any effective defense.

This is not his fault. Yue Chongshan is not practicing fancy martial arts, but the real Bajiquan, which has been passed down from ancient times.

The martial arts instructor for the special forces team back then was Yue Chongshan.

Without using firearms, he could take down an entire special forces team with a heavy rifle weighing several tens of kilograms.

They beat those arrogant special forces soldiers so badly they questioned their existence.

However, back then, Yue Chongshan was round and plump, like a young man in his thirties, unlike now where his muscles are bulging.

Martial arts require a long period of practice. Martial arts such as Bajiquan, Taijiquan, Cotton Palm, and Iron Palm, which often appear in popular literature, have not actually been lost.

These martial arts practitioners are all under the jurisdiction of the martial arts association and rarely show their faces in public.

Special forces soldiers, who primarily engage in firearms combat, don't have the time to hone their skills; they often only learn the form.

Rather than practicing martial arts, it's more accurate to say that they are truly understanding the vital points of the human body, striking methods, and power generation techniques.

(End of this chapter)