There's something wrong with me

Chapter 105 This is my old business

Woohoo~
As the night deepened, the snow fell heavier and heavier.

Add to that the rat's confidentiality incident.

Finally coordinated through the dispatch room.

The train made a temporary stop at a small city along the way.

It is a normal journey and the train will not stop at any station, but the snow will slow down the speed.

"Send some people off the bus and go to the brother station to get some frozen dumplings, boil them, and distribute them to the passengers on the bus."

Zhang Feng was instructing the flight attendants and others,
"The weather is so cold and Chinese New Year is coming soon, let's eat dumplings."

Normally, if there are passengers who suddenly fall ill on board, the train will make a temporary coordinated stop. Therefore, whether the passengers will be compensated depends on the arrangements of the conductor and the station.

Zhang Feng felt that it didn't matter because there was a 10,000 yuan reward for assisting the Investigation Bureau in catching rats.

Besides, the fewer people who know about the rat incident, the better.

Zhang Feng naturally also signed a handwritten confidentiality agreement.

Because there is still 5,000 yuan left after signing.

But there will be no secrets about myself, and my skills will definitely be spread.

With so many people watching, it’s impossible for everyone to cover their mouths.

However, Zhang Feng thought this was a good idea, as it might attract some "rats that specialize in killing experts".

It's better than searching all over the world for them.

Of course, Zhang Feng also knew that in a few years or even a dozen years, when cameras were deployed everywhere and technologies such as motion analysis were used in actual operations, it would be difficult for these rats to hide.

And this moment.

Zhang Feng and three detectives got out of the car.

They were also dragging a large sack filled with dead rats.

"Eat some dumplings before leaving?" Zhang Feng looked at them.

"No, the car will be here soon."

"We still have to go back to hand over."

The three of them still admired Zhang Feng, the non-human, but they were still speechless about the fact that he could be killed without any authorization.

That was clearly excessive self-defense, intentional killing of rats.

……

Since this trip was over, I have been on the next few trips.

Zhang Feng found that there were more passengers on his side, and they were always crowding into the dining car for no reason.

However, they were not non-humans. Instead, they had heard that the driver of this car was a "legendary martial arts master", and out of curiosity, they came to take a look.

On the tenth day again.

This morning.

It’s so cold in winter.

The passengers on the platform rubbed their hands and looked excitedly at the train ahead.

They were all waiting for the door to open.

"Did you also hear about the car captain?"

"Yeah, you too?"

"Yes! I came here specially!"

At this moment, there are still many passengers gathered together chatting.

Some of them came alone, while others brought their relatives and friends.

As they chatted, I found that everyone had basically the same purpose.

They all came here to see the expert train conductor.

"My brother said there's a master in this car! Just like in the movies, he can fly over rooftops and walls!"

There was also a young man dancing and gesturing.

The weather was cold and his face was red from the cold.

"Keep your voice down..." But his brother felt it was embarrassing for his brother to shout, so he grabbed his arm tightly.

"It hurts..." His brother stopped shouting.

Because his brother was skilled in martial arts, he was still grinning in disbelief even through his cotton-padded jacket.

"Brother..." His brother begged for mercy.

When his brother saw that his brother knew he was wrong, he also lowered his voice and said:
"Since ancient times, warriors have looked down on each other, and you are shouting so loudly.

If someone spreads your words and exaggerates them, making that expert unhappy and thinking you're being sarcastic, then both of us will be in trouble."

"That's just intellectuals looking down on each other!" His brother corrected him, "Brother, aren't you being too cautious?"

"It's better to be careful." His brother said solemnly, "You may not understand what I'm saying, but once you suffer a loss, you'll understand."

"Huh?" His brother was even more confused. "If I only understand after I suffer a loss, then what's the point of you telling me this now, brother?"

"It's useful, very useful." His brother laughed and said, "This way I can appear to be your brother, the one who's in charge."

"Uh..." His brother was stunned for a few seconds, and then he didn't tell his brother about this matter. Instead, he asked about another matter: "Brother, we are taking this bus not only to see the masters, right?"

"That's right." His brother said seriously again: "This time the final destination is Peng City, I will take you to see the big scene.

Aren’t you always curious about our martial arts circle?

There will be a small exchange meeting in Peng City next year.

Let's go to Peng City and settle there first, and then I'll take you to see it."

"Okay!" His brother was very happy, and then looked curiously at the distance.

"We can start now." There were a few people holding cameras over there, they were reporters and photographers.

In front of them, there was another passenger.

When the passenger heard the beginning, he said excitedly: "I heard from a post online that the conductor of this train is a martial arts master!
I've been a martial arts fan since I was a child, and this time I just came to see the masters!"

The news that Zhang Feng is a master has been fermenting on the Internet.

Today, it not only attracts friends and relatives of previous passengers, but also reporters and some outsiders who come specifically to watch.

But they couldn't see Zhang Feng.

Because in these few days.

Zhang Feng is very busy. He spends very little time in the car and most of his time in provincial departments and bureaus.

The treatment is the same as that of super chemists engaged in explosion research and poison research, requiring multiple psychological tests and hazard reporting.

Belongs to the 'humanoid' range of weapons.

And it's worse than them.

Because they also need controlled substances, or time to extract some special substances, in order to make some big guys that make people's scalps tingle.

But Zhang Feng's personal strength is off the charts and he doesn't need any external help.

As long as you eat, you will have power. This is the most terrifying thing.

Also tonight.

In a large conference room.

Surrounding him were police officers who had signed confidentiality agreements.

In the middle are more than fifty experts.

They looked at Zhang Feng nervously, still recording something in their hands.

"Excuse me, Captain Zhang, what do you see when you first see this picture?"

Some people are still asking questions.

"His expression is very natural." Some people also observed Zhang Feng's facial expressions, movements, eye movements, and blinking frequency.

"Rabbit." Zhang Feng answered fluently, just taking a look without taking a second look.

Just like this, question and answer. Question and answer.

An hour later.

An old man stood up and extended his hand to Zhang Feng enthusiastically, saying, "Thank you, Captain Zhang, for cooperating with our work. Welcome back to the station."

He is the boss in charge of the Non-Biological Investigation Bureau and presided over all the testing arrangements for Zhang Feng this time.

Now, all the five-day tests have been completed.

With Zhang Feng's experience and mental state, all psychological tests were child's play for him, so he naturally received the evaluation of a normal person.

Because Zhang Feng had done this before in the Huajin world.

Furthermore, in the real world, we face so many micro-expressions and behavioral experts, etc.

Zhang Feng also has extensive experience in dealing with this issue.

At least from the perspective of modern psychology, Zhang Feng is now flawless and there is no angle from which he can be attacked.

The life experience that comes from an adventurous life.

This has allowed Zhang Feng to reach a level above normal humans in terms of some knowledge and cognition.

But Zhang Feng also knew that the reason they were so nervous was because he had concealed his martial arts for decades and because he had quickly killed the 'humanoid' rat.

The loopholes in their behavior and their strong personal force make them feel that they are extremely dangerous.

But in fact, Zhang Feng had preconceived ideas and thought of it as a homologue and completely regarded it as a monster rat in human skin.

Plus the familiar sound of its scream.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt as if he was returning to a cave to fight.

As for the sixteen years of hiding, it can be said that he was completely indifferent to worldly affairs.

As for why you have to be a train captain.

It can be said that I just wanted to be a driver.

There is no reason.

Similarly, Zhang Feng also knew that in a world where everyone was ordinary, if she was such a supermodel, she would definitely have to accept such "tedious consultation".

These are all inevitable things.

Fortunately, it’s all done in the blink of an eye.

……

Woohoo~
Another seven days of special leave was granted.

Eighth day.

Zhang Feng returned to his little train again.

"Make some pig's trotters."

Zhang Feng came to the restaurant wearing sunglasses and a conductor's hat, and looked at the train that was slowly moving forward.

"Oh?" When Fatty saw Zhang Feng coming back, he didn't go to cook as he usually did. Instead, he asked curiously, "Captain, I thought you were being arrested for research."

He pointed to his phone, which contained a novel by Lao Niantou, and said, "Some protagonists were studied after they were discovered."

"Good research." Zhang Feng took off his hat. "But compared to prisoners, I prefer guests."

"Captain, you're so bold." Fatty laughed and said as he went to the kitchen, "But if I were the protagonist, I wouldn't want to be studied. I want to cook freely. I love cooking."

Fatty spoke in a somewhat childish way. Although he was in his forties or fifties, he was still as cheerful as a child. Zhang Feng envied him for being content with what he had.

I am never very satisfied with myself. I always feel that I have not learned enough or practiced enough.

But thinking too much is useless and will only add to your troubles.

So let’s practice first.

……

Another year has passed.

winter.

Although it hasn't snowed yet, the weather is getting colder.

This time the bus is going to Peng City.

Bang bang bang~
And here on the front of the car.

Zhang Feng watched the driver operate while smoking, "Lao Zhao, we're almost at the station. I'm planning to take someone around the city. Is there anything you want to buy?
I'll bring you some."

"I'll go by myself." The driver said with a smile, "I'm sorry to bother you, Captain."

"Forget it." Zhang Feng shook his head. "We've been colleagues for eight or nine years, so don't be so unreasonable. Don't be so reserved just because I know some martial arts.

If you do this, I won’t come here to chat and slack off anymore.”

Theoretically, the driver cannot come to the front cab of the vehicle because there is a dedicated liaison officer and a communicator.

But in reality, even if you want to jump around in circles, no one will whisper anything behind your back.

Especially since Zhang Feng was like this, no one said anything.

Zhang Feng also felt it clearly and displayed his martial arts.

Things that should be compliant should not be subject to rules and regulations.

Zhang Feng didn't know whether he liked this kind of freedom.

Because when there are rules, there is also happiness and freedom within the rules.

That's good too.

For example, this short half of the 'Fifteen Years of Formal Work Travel' has its rules.

For most of the game, he was concentrating on practicing internal strength for fifteen years.

When Zhang Fengzhen tried to recall his fifteen years of work experience, he found that his memory was not very deep. It was vague, as if it had passed in the blink of an eye.

Really, in the blink of an eye, everyone has grown old.

When asked about their age, they were all in their forties or fifties.

Zhang Feng was very emotional and said to the driver:
"You said that life is just a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. From a child to an adult, it is just a blink of an eye.

Tell me, have you experienced anything in the past ten years, or have you not?

"No...right? Or yes?" The driver was also confused. "Captain, I'm the only one driving. Are you asking the wrong person this question?
If you ask something about trains and cars, I can still tell you about it.

But is this question too valuable? "

"I understand." Zhang Feng suddenly smiled, "It's experience, because you have knowledge, and the accumulation of knowledge proves that your life exists.

Therefore, I still need to learn different knowledge to prove that I have had different experiences."

"Awesome!" The driver was impressed. "The driver is indeed a top high school graduate. His theoretical level is far beyond my reach!"

As he spoke, he suddenly said helplessly: "Captain, could you please not come to my side as soon as you get on the bus?

After the incident of you jumping over the eaves and walls last year, you hid in my place for the past few months and didn't want to be seen. I can understand that.

But now that it's all over, I heard from the train attendant that few people are looking for you anymore, and many people even think you've resigned and retired to the mountains."

"Whatever." Zhang Feng looked at his instrument panel, "I'm not hiding it, but I'm learning the knowledge of driving a train. Although you didn't teach me, I practiced and occasionally looked at it, and I'm almost learning it.

When I feel I can drive, I'll drive and you can sit by and smoke while I give you a break."

"Forget it." The driver shuddered in fear. "Captain, you should take a rest..."

……

night.

Make sure all passengers on the bus have gotten off.

Zhang Feng found a male flight attendant.

"Xiao Wu, I borrowed a car from the station. Come and be my driver and go around the city."

"Okay, Captain!" When Xiao Wu heard that he was going to drive for the captain, he was absolutely willing.

Not to mention, the driver is also a legendary master!
The outrageous degree of his climbing over the eaves and walls was comparable to flying, and he saw it with his own eyes.

Wait until you get outside the station.

Zhang Feng was wearing a driver's uniform and a driver's hat. He was 1.75 meters tall, with a straight figure and a stern temperament.

Some passers-by couldn't help but take a second look.

Didi—

At this time, an ordinary car drove out of the police station at the train station.

The car door opened, and it was one of the old conductor's apprentices.

"Thank you." Zhang Feng nodded at him and let Xiao Wu take over.

"It's my duty!" The apprentice offered Zhang Feng a cigarette. "I'm so happy that the leader can lend me the car!"

The two are not from the same unit, he belongs to the railway police.

But Zhang Feng was the highest-ranking official on the train, and when he was on the train, Zhang Feng had the power to take charge.

The title of leader is both friendly and respectful.

"How's it going here?" Zhang Feng, taking good care of his people, asked as he took the cigarette, "If you don't like it, go back to the car and I'll go and coordinate the application."

"Well..." The apprentice laughed dryly and said nothing, just lit a cigarette for Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng patted his hand that was shielding him from the wind and said, "You are just like your master. You like to keep everything to yourself."

Zhang Feng said, and when he saw that he wanted to speak, he shook his head, "That's it, I'll arrange it for you later and return to our car.

The car is a familiar place for you, so do your best."

"Thank you, leader!" The apprentice was very excited and really wanted to go back.

It’s not that I don’t like living here, I’m just not used to it.

He felt that most of them were patrolling outside the station, clearing out stalls that were blocking the road.

It is better to catch the thief in the car and deal with the crime immediately.

He is the type who can't sit still, and his skills are better than those of the old detective.

"Go back and write the application." Zhang Feng finished smoking and got into his car. "Give it to me tomorrow morning."

"Okay!" He watched Zhang Feng leave.

……

After half an hour.

"Captain, where are we going?"

Xiao Wu asked while driving.

"Take a walk." Zhang Feng actually had no purpose, he just wanted to find mice.

Then buy the driver some pickled beef.

"Stop at the supermarket ahead."

Thinking of the pickled beef, Zhang Feng saw the supermarket in front and asked Xiao Wu to pull over.

But, it hasn't reached the edge yet.

Ding-dong, Zhang Feng’s cell phone rang.

It’s the criminal police’s cell phone number.

"Hello." Zhang Feng answered the call and pointed forward, asking Xiao Wu to stop first.

"Captain Zhang," the detective asked, "Are you free to talk?"

"You say." Zhang Feng prepared to get off the car to buy beef.

"We've found Mr. Long's details," the detective said. "He's currently running a restaurant business in Shan Province."

As he spoke, the detective further specified the house number.

Zhang Fengji has a good location and walks into the supermarket. "Thank you."

"It's okay." The detective said cheerfully, then asked, "The driver is currently in Peng City, Southeast Province, right? I saw your 3710 there."

Zhang Feng is now a person under key attention.

Although we did not carry out that kind of all-day observation, we also paid attention to the train number that Zhang Feng was on.

"Well, the car is resting. I'm in downtown Peng City now." Zhang Feng didn't hide it and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, but sorry, wait a moment..."

Xiacheng, inside the Investigation Bureau.

The detective placed the phone on the table without intentionally covering it, and asked an intelligence officer nearby, "Where exactly is it?"

"According to local reports, it's the northern suburbs of Peng City."

The intelligence officer came a few steps closer and seemed to be speaking to Zhang Feng.

“There were six missing persons cases in the Greater Northern Suburbs within two days. The cameras at the intersection captured the missing persons heading towards the northern suburbs and then they were never heard from again.

After the North Suburban Police Department reported the information, we felt that something was not right.

We cannot rule out the possibility that an unknown creature committed the crime.”

When he said this, it was more like an explanation: "But the nearest person in our bureau is more than 500 miles away.

It's better to hurry than to delay, so I can only trouble the conductor to investigate on my behalf."

It looked like a non-human creature had committed the crime.

After some discussion, the bureau decided to invite a 'real non-human driver' to conduct a direct destructive investigation.

Of course, the main thing is investigation.

If it really was a rat, they wouldn't have let Zhang Feng go to the meeting alone.

"Ah."

Zhang Fengxian exited the supermarket, glanced at the road sign behind him, and then replied, "I'm in Sai Wan now, and it will take about 30 minutes to get there.

What other specific information is there and who responded to the call at that time?

I want a copy of all the information, files, and preserved videos.

Then ask the locals to provide me with an automatic rifle.

As long as they are confirmed to be rats, none of them can escape."

Normal people may not be able to accurately strike fast-moving creatures.

But with Zhang Feng's current physical condition and reaction speed, he can use the single-point rifle to achieve a fully automatic locking effect.

Internal force plus rifle.

Zhang Feng felt that even if the opponent had a rat grandmaster, he could kill him with one shot.

(End of this chapter)