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After completing the formalities at headquarters and receiving his new staffing card and authorization token, Lin Feng did not stay in the provincial capital for long.

He calculated the time.

If you drive at full speed from the provincial capital to your hometown, Ping'an County, it should only take four hours.

This is a good opportunity to take advantage of the time difference and go home to see my younger sister.

Wu Zong's fourth-degree footwork, combined with his perfect "Mizobu" (a type of footwork technique), is faster than an ordinary military off-road vehicle.

He hadn't been home for months since he last left.

Before leaving, he sent Xiaoyu a message.

"I'll be there tomorrow, so don't go out and wander around."

I haven't received a reply since I sent the message.

Lin Feng checked the time; it was 11 p.m.

Xiaoyu should be asleep now.

Without much thought, he carried Lieshan out of the provincial capital and ran south along the road.

There weren't many people on the road.

Occasionally, a few trucks would whiz past, their drivers barely able to make out his shadow.

At three o'clock in the morning, he arrived outside Ping'an County.

Standing on the bridgehead at the entrance to the county town, Lin Feng looked down twice.

The river water under the bridge was still so murky, and the illegal shantytowns on both banks were still densely packed.

This place hasn't changed at all.

He checked his phone.

Xiaoyu still hasn't replied to the message.

The last update on my WeChat Moments was three days ago, a photo of the school cafeteria with the caption "The food today was alright."

Lin Feng put away his phone and walked towards Xiao Yu's school.

Ping'an County No. 3 Middle School.

Lin Feng attended Wudao High School, while Xiao Yu did not get into Wudao High School and attended a regular middle school.

When I arrived at the school gate, it was just getting light.

The school gate was locked, and the security guard was dozing off in the duty room.

Lin Feng didn't rush in.

He leaned against a utility pole next to the school gate, took Lieshan down from behind, and used it as a support on the ground.

and so on.

At 6:30, students began to arrive at school one after another.

Groups of two or three teenagers carrying schoolbags passed by him, and several people's eyes were drawn to him.

Being handsome is only one aspect.

The main thing is that this person stood at the school gate, wearing a black combat uniform, with a lieutenant's rank insignia on his waist, and a long knife that was more than half a person's height and wrapped in black cloth beside him.

Her aura was completely on a different wavelength from the students in school uniforms around her.

A boy almost tripped over it as he walked by, and looked back twice.

"Who's that? Cosplaying at the school gate?"

Lin Feng stopped him.

"Excuse me, do you know Lin Xiaoyu?"

The boy shook his head: "I don't know him."

Lin Feng nodded and let him go.

They stopped a second one.

"Lin Xiaoyu, do you know her? She's a second-year high school student."

"I don't know, I'm in my final year of junior high."

The third.

Are you in the same class as Lin Xiaoyu?

"Lin Xiaoyu? Oh, I think I've heard that name before. Isn't she the one from Class 3, Grade 11?"

"Where?"

"She's not here yet, is she? She usually arrives around seven. She's quite quiet and doesn't talk to people much."

Lin Feng glanced at his phone; it was 6:40.

He changed his position, moving from the utility pole to the steps directly opposite the school gate, and sat down with Lieshan resting on his knees.

The security guard finally woke up, came out of the duty room, and was shocked by what he saw.

"Hey! What are you doing? Weapons aren't allowed at the school gate!"

Lin Feng took out his second lieutenant rank badge from his pocket and held it up.

The security guard shut his mouth, took two steps back, then two more, and retreated back into the duty room.

It's five minutes to seven.

Lin Feng spotted a familiar figure.

Too thin.

Xiaoyu was wearing a faded school uniform, her backpack straps digging into her shoulders, and she walked with a hunched back.

She kept her head down and walked quickly, as if she didn't want to attract anyone's attention.

Lin Feng stood up, just about to call her.

Xiaoyu walked past him.

Pass by.

She didn't recognize her.

"Light rain."

Lin Feng called out from behind.

Xiaoyu paused for a moment and turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

Xiaoyu froze for a full three seconds before her schoolbag slipped off her shoulder and crashed to the ground.

"elder brother?"

"Um."

Xiaoyu's nose tingled, and her eyes instantly reddened.

She rushed over and buried her face in Lin Feng's arms, clutching the front of his combat uniform tightly.

"Brother, why are you back?"

The voice was already trembling.

Lin Feng patted the back of her head.

I missed you, so I came back to visit.

Xiaoyu buried her face in his chest and didn't say a word.

My shoulders are trembling.

Lin Feng looked down at her.

A small bruise was visible at the collar of the school uniform.

His hand stopped.

"How did this happen?"

Xiaoyu shrank her neck and quickly tugged at her collar.

"It's nothing, I just bumped into something by accident."

Lin Feng didn't press the matter.

He lowered his hand and bent down to help Xiaoyu pick up her schoolbag.

Have you had breakfast yet?

"have eaten."

"Did you eat at school?"

Xiaoyu nodded.

Lin Feng glanced at the school gate.

"Go to class first, I'll pick you up at noon and treat you to something nice."

Xiaoyu looked up at him, her eyes red.

"Brother, how many days can you stay?"

"It depends."

Xiaoyu nodded, took the schoolbag, took two steps toward the school gate, and then turned back.

"Brother, don't go."

"I'm not leaving."

Xiaoyu turned around and ran quickly into the school gate.

Lin Feng stood there, watching her figure disappear around the corner of the teaching building.

He took out his phone and looked through Xiaoyu's recent transfer records.

He transferred money to Xiaoyu several times.

Four hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, and all the odds and ends add up to at least seven or eight hundred thousand.

Xiaoyu's spending records show that her monthly expenses for food, stationery, and tuition are less than four thousand yuan.

However, several large, unexplained transfers aroused Lin Feng's suspicions.

Where did the money go?

Lin Feng then looked at the bruise on her neck.

Did you bump it?

He took out his phone and sent a message to Zhang Qian.

"Please use all your resources to check if there are any recent records of campus disputes in Class 3, Grade 11 of Ping'an County No. 3 Middle School."

As a second lieutenant, investigating a small high school shouldn't be too difficult.

Zhang Qian replied quickly.

"Lieutenant Lin, are you investigating a case?"

"Check my ass, just make a phone call and ask."

"Okay, I'll get right on it."

Lin Feng put his phone away, closed his eyes, and leaned against the steps, pretending to doze off.

With his mental power spread out, he could see everything happening within a radius of 300 meters.

The various sounds from the school flooded my senses.

The school bell rings, the teacher begins the lesson, and the students whisper among themselves.

His mental energy probed in the direction of Xiaoyu's classroom.

In the classroom, Xiaoyu sat in the last row in the corner by the window.

Two of the seats around me were empty.

No one sat at the same table as her.