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Chapter 309 The Demon Hunting Plan: It's Confirmed to Be Him
"The Smiling Devil?"

As soon as Zhuo Feng finished speaking, a series of low gasps and whispers erupted in the conference room.

Minister Luo raised an eyebrow slightly, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, seemingly showing some interest in the information behind the title.

Xu Hao muttered to himself, "I knew it all along, this kid was definitely a super psychopathic serial killer..."

His words revealed a hint of self-satisfaction with his foresight.

Fang Cheng had no idea what others thought, but his heart was in turmoil.

The name "Smiling Devil" is all too familiar.

Isn't that the mysterious guy who sent me postcards and invited me to a "chat room" meeting?
The target that Noah's organization painstakingly hunted down, the unlucky guy who took his place as a murderer, turned out to be him.
Fang Cheng suppressed the shock in his heart and, through Xu Hao's gaze, stared once more at the photo displayed on the projection screen.

He carefully compared Cheng Jiashu's appearance with the fleeting glimpse of his figure in his memory on a rainy night.

The two images do indeed differ.

Especially those eyes; in the photo they appear clear and melancholic, but in the rainy night, they are frighteningly bright, full of mockery and madness.

Most likely, when he committed the crime that night, he wore a realistic human skin mask or used other disguise methods to avoid being seen.

Seeing that he had successfully piqued the interest of everyone, including Minister Luo, Zhuo Feng smiled and continued:

"Based on our profiling analysis, this person is extremely arrogant and cruel, with a strong histrionic personality and antisocial tendencies, making him an outright serial killer."

“Those so-called scions of noble families, on the surface, are noble and elegant, but deep down they often have a twisted sense of superiority and a desire for violence, and they have always retained the habit of hunting.”

"As Cheng Jiashu's family fell into poverty, this dark psychological problem not only failed to be relieved, but instead took root in his heart and grew stronger and stronger."

"He chose gangs like the Three Wolves Gang and the Red Tiger Gang as his targets precisely to satisfy his perverse desire to hunt and judge, and to gain spiritual pleasure by slaughtering these 'social scum' in his eyes."

"It was precisely because of his family background that the Special Investigation Team chose to downplay the cases and not investigate them in depth, which allowed the Smiling Devil to get away with it and leave behind a series of unsolved cases in the police archives."

Zhuo Feng paused for a moment, then concluded:
"That's roughly the situation regarding the objectives. If you have any questions about the details, please feel free to ask now, and we can discuss and analyze them further."

"Alright, Captain Zhuo has given a very clear introduction to the basic information about the target."

Station Chief Feng cleared his throat at the opportune moment and took over the conversation:
"Next, everyone can speak freely and share their views on this operation, especially on how to capture and eliminate the targets. Let's brainstorm and develop a comprehensive plan as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, whispers and murmurs filled the conference room once again.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied; some were excited, while others were solemn. They all offered their opinions based on their respective areas of expertise.

The discussion mainly revolves around issues such as how to design traps, how to ambush, and how to ensure a smooth retreat after a successful operation.

Ma Biao revealed a lewd smile and said in a flippant tone:
"Hehe, the entertainment industry is a deep and murky place. Those seemingly harmless pretty boys might actually be quite cunning behind the scenes."

"If you ask me, don't make it so complicated. Just find a female celebrity he's having an affair with, or pay off a few of his most ardent female fans and invite him to the presidential suite of some high-end hotel."

"When the time comes, our people will lie in ambush. As soon as he enters, we'll give him a strong dose of medicine. All those chaste and virtuous men will have to obediently reveal their true colors."

"If that doesn't work, we'll use his agent, Sister Zhang, as bait. I'm not afraid he won't give in!"

Ma Biao's vulgar remarks drew several bursts of laughter from the conference room, clearly indicating that everyone thought the plan was quite remarkable.

Even Xu Hao couldn't help but give Ma Biao a thumbs up in his heart.

"Brother Biao is indeed Brother Biao, a man of true character, and he understands this way very well!"

Zhuo Feng's face instantly darkened. He glared at Ma Biao and said coldly:

"Captain Ma, please watch your words. We are discussing a serious action plan, not some street thugs trying to set us up."

Ma Biao shrugged and spread his hands.

He had an expression that said, "Weren't we supposed to speak freely? Now I'll just keep quiet, okay?"

Zhuo Feng suppressed his displeasure and then added:

"According to the intelligence we have verified, Cheng Jiashu has almost no negative news in the industry, and he has very few normal female friends, let alone any romantic scandals."

"He has a cold and aloof personality and almost never participates in any social events or gatherings within the industry. Gossip media jokingly say that he has homosexual tendencies."

At this point, Zhuo Feng glanced at Ma Biao with a hint of sarcasm in his voice:
"If Captain Ma is confident in his charm, he could personally act as bait. Perhaps Cheng Jiashu would look at a 'macho man' like Captain Ma in a different light?"

A few suppressed chuckles followed by sounds from the corner.

"Cough cough."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Station Chief Feng quickly stepped in to smooth things over:

"Simple interpersonal relationships have their advantages. At least they can eliminate some distractions and make it easier to find opportunities to be alone, which makes it easier for us to make our move."

He looked at Zhuo Feng and asked in a gentle tone:
"Captain Zhuo, you are in charge of intelligence gathering. Do you have any sound suggestions regarding the specific action plan?"

Zhuo Feng nodded slightly, calming his emotions which had been disturbed by Ma Biao, and his face regained its confident expression of having everything under control.

"Minister Luo, Station Chief Feng."

"After a long period of meticulous investigation and tracking by our intelligence personnel, we discovered that Cheng Jiashu has a very strange, even bizarre, lifestyle."

He didn't reveal his plan immediately, but deliberately kept everyone in suspense, thus attracting everyone's attention.

“Every Saturday, Cheng Jiashu would take a day off, cancel all his acting work and social activities, and stay alone in his mansion in Gangnam District.”

As he spoke, Zhuo Feng reached out and lightly tapped the projector, and the image on the screen changed accordingly.

An exterior view of a villa in an upscale residential area has appeared.

In the video, Cheng Jiashu is dressed in casual home clothes, sometimes reading in the living room, sometimes playing the piano in the study, and sometimes pruning flowers and plants in the garden.

He looked no different from an ordinary rich young man enjoying his leisure time.

The photo is a little blurry, probably taken secretly from a distance.

On the surface, his day seemed very regular and peaceful.

Zhuo Feng's tone carried a hint of amusement:
“We initially thought he simply needed a completely relaxing, undisturbed private space.”

"For this reason, we even suspected that he might have used this time to carry out some shady activities in the villa, such as dealing with his hunting spoils."

A few gasps rippled through the conference room; Zhuo Feng's description had clearly piqued everyone's imagination.

"So we tried every means to install hidden miniature surveillance cameras around the villa in an attempt to catch some clues."

"We discovered that every Saturday at a fixed time, around 2 p.m., Cheng Jiashu would enter the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa."

"After that, the master bedroom door will be closed tightly, the curtains will be drawn tightly, and the lights will not be turned on until the next morning."

“We also used technical means to suspend the power supply line and disguised ourselves as people from the power company to enter the villa once. We learned about Cheng Jiashu’s living habits from the servants. During this time, he would sleep and rest in his room, never eat dinner, and did not need any services.”

"When the intelligence agents tried to approach the master bedroom to listen, the room was quiet and there was no unusual sound, as if no one was inside."

“What’s even stranger is…”

Zhuo Feng lowered his voice slightly:
“We retrieved the surveillance footage from the previously installed cameras, and there was no record of Cheng Jiashu leaving the villa during that period.”

"In other words, based on all normal monitoring and observation, Cheng Jiashu should be staying in his bedroom obediently between 2 pm on Saturday and Sunday morning."

"but……"

Zhuo Feng changed the subject, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "Is that really the case?"

He switched the screen again, this time displaying two different photos of people.

In one photo, a man wearing a hat and glasses is seen carefully selecting gifts in a toy store. Another photo shows children happily surrounding several visitors at an older orphanage.

One of the figures was the man picking out a gift in the toy store.

Everyone's gaze, including Fang Cheng's, couldn't help but linger on this strange man, and doubts arose in their hearts.

"This clue was discovered by one of our experienced tracking experts by chance."

Zhuo Feng explained:
"He noticed that although Cheng Jiashu was low-key, he had an almost obsessive love for his cars, and several of them were frequently driven to a regular high-end car care center for maintenance."

"By analyzing past surveillance footage around the maintenance center, we made an unexpected discovery."

He pointed to the picture of the toy store on the screen.

“Every Saturday afternoon, a man who claims to be Cheng Jiashu’s assistant comes over with the car keys and drives the car away.”

"Although his face was deliberately modified and concealed, analysis of his body shape and gait habits confirmed that this so-called 'assistant' was Cheng Jiashu himself."

"He left the villa in Gangnam District without anyone noticing, using some special ability that we have not yet fully explored."

"Then, disguised and avoiding public view, I came here to pick up my car."

“We followed this lead and found that he drove to a store to buy some gifts, and then went to the beach at Clearwater Bay in Guanlan District.”

"He spent half a day there alone, wandering aimlessly, seemingly just to enjoy the sea breeze and relax."

"After strolling around the beach, he would take the gifts he had specially bought and visit the children at a nearby orphanage called 'Dawn House,' as if he were playing the role of a philanthropist."

"As for where he went and what he did after leaving the orphanage in the evening, his whereabouts remain a mystery."

“We tried to track him further, to figure out his specific activities that night, but unfortunately…”

Zhuo Feng's tone became more serious.

"The personnel who carried out the mission lost contact with us after attempting to follow him into an old urban area in Jiangbei, and their whereabouts remain unknown."

"To avoid alerting the enemy, we did not take any further radical actions after that."

"We will continue to maintain surveillance measures around the villa in Gangnam District and the orphanage, and wait for official orders from headquarters."

After Zhuo Feng finished speaking, the conference room fell into a brief silence.

Everyone was digesting the information that had just been revealed.

A popular celebrity, at a fixed time each week, mysteriously avoids all surveillance and acts alone.

This in itself is full of suspense and intrigue.

"So, our chance to capture him comes when he leaves that orphanage..."

Someone's eyes lit up, as if they had thought of something.

"That's right!"

Zhuo Feng replied confidently, his tone revealing his assurance:

“The orphanage is located in the outskirts of Guanlan District. It is in a remote area with poor visibility at night, which makes it easier for us to carry out our operations and control the situation, thus avoiding unnecessary attention from the outside world.”

“If the arrest location is set in a villa in Gangnam District, where the surrounding residents are all wealthy and powerful, any mishaps or major disturbances could easily attract the intervention and investigation of the authorities.”

“Even if we succeed, we will face great trouble afterward, and may even expose some of our strongholds and personnel, which would be a loss for us.”

Zhuo Feng looked at everyone and gave a reasoned explanation:

"As for taking action against Cheng Jiashu while he is away performing, that would be an even worse strategy."

"When public figures get into trouble in the public eye, it will inevitably ignite public opinion and put the entire organization under the spotlight, which is absolutely unacceptable."

"Therefore, we must choose a more discreet and appropriate time."

"Now that he is disguised and operating under a different, unknown identity, it is a perfect opportunity for us."

"We can act freely without worrying too much about external factors, and we've also solved the most difficult problem of identity exposure."

Upon hearing this, most of the people showed expressions of relief and agreement.

This inadvertently reduced a lot of trouble for them during their operations.

Even Ma Biao, who had been keeping a straight face, nodded thoughtfully.

A satisfied smile appeared on Station Chief Feng's face.

He turned his gaze to Luo Lie, who had remained silent throughout, only occasionally taking a sip of tea, and respectfully inquired:

"Minister Luo, what do you think of Captain Zhuo's plan? Is it feasible?"

Luo Lie, who had been resting with his eyes closed as if his mind was wandering, slowly opened them.

He did not respond to Station Chief Feng, but instead cast his deep and sharp gaze at Zhuo Feng.

His tone was calm, yet it carried a strange power:

"Captain Zhuo, I only have one question for you."

"Are you 100% sure that this Cheng Jiashu is the target we're looking for?"

Zhuo Feng's expression instantly became extremely solemn. He straightened his chest and replied decisively:

"Minister Luo, I guarantee this with the honor of the entire team!"

"The reason we finally identified Cheng Jiashu was not based on mere speculation, but on sufficient evidence pointing to him as the mysterious expert who repeatedly opposed the organization."

"First of all, in the massacre that occurred at the Lingang District dock warehouse last year, although the murderer was wearing a mask, according to the descriptions of the escaped Red Tiger Gang members, the murderer's height and profile matched Cheng Jiashu's very well."

"More importantly, our subsequent investigation revealed that many of the girls Wu Shih-hao was preparing to transport to headquarters as cargo had been secretly taken away from the Dawn House and imprisoned."

"Shortly after this incident, the orphanage's former director and several members of the management team mysteriously disappeared. The police launched an investigation, but have yet to find out their whereabouts."

"We have reason to believe that this is Cheng Jiashu's secret revenge."

"Secondly, after our in-depth investigation, we also discovered a key clue about the abandoned factory where the 'Ghost' team was ambushed and wiped out."

"That piece of land belonged to the Shen family many years ago, but it changed hands several times before becoming a garbage disposal plant. This may not be a coincidence."

At this point, Zhuo Feng took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling with the excitement of uncovering a mystery.

He looked at Luo Lie, his voice unconsciously lowering a few decibels, carrying a hint of seeking credit:

"Minister Luo, the most crucial point..."

“I heard that the organization’s stronghold on Yong’an Island was attacked before the new year and suffered heavy losses. According to my investigation, Cheng Jiashu happened to be away from Dongdu during that time and disappeared for a few days without any reason.”

Upon hearing this, Minister Luo's eyes narrowed sharply, and a chilling light flashed deep within his pupils.

"Crack!"

His fingers, which were resting on the armrest, unconsciously tightened slightly, and he snapped off a corner of the solid wood armrest.

An invisible pressure emanated from him, instantly enveloping the entire conference room.

Everyone immediately felt a chill rise from their spines, as if they were next to a ferocious beast, and they all fell silent in fear.

(End of this chapter)