You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

"Yang Zhi, what's wrong?"

Chen Hui looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Yang An said solemnly.

"Xiao Yang was attacked by two knife-wielding assailants at the hospital. Fortunately, you reminded her and arranged for someone to protect her, otherwise they would have succeeded."

"I don't know yet if they're Zuo Min's people or the remnants of San Yan's forces. I need to go check it out!"

"Xiao Hui, be careful during this time. Contact me anytime if anything happens."

Chen Hui originally wanted to go and take a look, but his identity was not suitable for being exposed.

Yang An quickly drove away.

Chen Hui quietly returned to the shantytown, took his belongings, and realized he hadn't even spent all the money San Yan had given him.

Having not returned to Yancheng for so long, Chen Hui bought a train ticket to go back to Yancheng.

I spent a day in the city, bought a lot of things, and then went back to the county town to visit my parents.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

With nothing to do in his spare time, he went to the small commodity wholesale market. He has a younger sister who will soon be coming to Yancheng to attend university, and as her older brother, he wanted to buy her some daily necessities.

The wholesale market was crowded, and Chen Hui felt something was off the whole way there.

It's an innate feeling; I always feel like there's a pair of eyes watching me in a crowd.

To verify his guess, he quickened his pace to the second floor, walked around inside, and then headed straight for the third floor, but the feeling still hadn't disappeared.

He suddenly accelerated and then abruptly stopped in front of a bookstore. He picked up a book and casually flipped through it, glancing around out of the corner of his eye. However, there were just too many people in the wholesale market, and he didn't spot anyone suspicious for the time being.

I am certain that I am being followed.

Is someone watching me?

This is Yancheng, and he doesn't have any enemies here.

Could it be that his identity has already been exposed in Yangcheng?

Are the remnants of the Three-Eyed forces coming to our door?

Or perhaps Zuo Min sent someone.

After hesitating for a moment, I put down the book in my hand and noticed that there was a back door in a shop across the street. I quickly entered the shop and left through the back door.

After wandering back and forth between seven or eight shops, I returned to the first floor.

Finally, that feeling disappeared, it seems I've gotten rid of the other person.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the street and prepared to leave the wholesale market, the feeling of being watched swept over him again.

There are others? There's more than one person tracking them.

Having such strength undoubtedly proves that the other party is not simple.

It was obvious that this was aimed at him, and he couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly, revealing a serious expression.

I glanced around and my gaze fell on the clothing wholesale market across the street. There were even more people there, men, women, young and old. I immediately went into the crowd.

He went wherever there were many people, constantly moving quickly through the clothing market.

He quickly entered a clothing store, threw down a few hundred-yuan bills, changed into a floral shirt, put on a baseball cap and jeans, and left through the back door.

Once I stepped out from the other side of the clothing market building, that feeling finally disappeared.

Chen Hui's lips curled into a smug smile.

Following me isn't that easy. I hailed a taxi and got in.

He needed to go back and find another place to stay, and also ask Yang An what exactly was going on.

Back in the rented room, the moment I opened the door.

Suddenly his expression changed drastically. He quickly dodged to the side of the door, grabbed an iron bar by the door, and stabbed it inside.

His wrist was grabbed from inside the house.

Without any hesitation, Chen Hui moved back to the doorway and kicked out with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

"Xiao Hui...it's me!"

The kick landed hard on the stomach of the person inside the room. Yang An clutched his stomach, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his body bent over.

"Yang Zhi??"

What are you doing in my house?

Only then did he realize that the person inside was Yang An.

It took Yang An several seconds to recover. He gave him a reproachful look, his eyes seeming to say, "You really didn't hold back, did you?"

"Come in!"

Chen Hui entered his room and closed the door behind him.

There were two other people sitting inside, both with square faces and exuding an aura of righteousness.

"Xiao Hui, let me introduce you. This is Tan Zhigang, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department of our provincial public security bureau, and this is Wu Qiang, the head of the Narcotics Control Department!"

Chen Hui was startled and glanced at the two men in surprise. These were important leaders in the department, and he never expected them to come to his rented room.

He immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Hello, Mr. Tan! Hello, Mr. Wu!"

Mr. Tan is nearly fifty years old, with gray hair at his temples and the marks of time clearly visible on his face. Wu Qiang, who is about the same age as Tan Zhigang, is standing next to him. Both of them are clearly people who have been on the front lines for many years.

Chen Hui was very surprised and curious about what these two important figures were doing here.

Could it be that something terrible has happened in Yangcheng?

Even if a major disaster occurs, we won't need him, right?

Tan Zhigang looked him up and down, a satisfied look on his face.

"Yang Zhi calls you Xiao Hui, so I'll call you Xiao Hui too. Your counter-surveillance skills are good, and your reaction speed is also strong. You even managed to outrun several investigators from our Criminal Investigation Division."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hui suddenly realized that the person who had been following him was from the Criminal Investigation Department, which explained why he was so difficult to deal with.

"Have you studied counter-surveillance before?"

Tan Zhigang asked, puzzled.

He had read Chen Hui's file. He came from a rural area and passed the police academy entrance exam. He had very few counter-surveillance courses in school, and his counter-surveillance scores were not high. He was very puzzled as to why Chen Hui was able to get rid of his own detectives.

Chen Hui looked at him.

"Mr. Tan, do you believe in intuition?"

"A sixth sense?"

"Yes, I've had a very strong and accurate sixth sense since I was a child. It's never wrong. No matter what is watching me, I can sense it. I don't know how to describe it, but there's a voice in my head telling me that I'm being watched."

Tan Zhigang and Wu Qiang exchanged a glance, a glint of shrewdness flashing in their eyes.

"Your sixth sense is quite good. It seems you were born to be a criminal investigator. Sometimes talent is very important. You didn't let us down and passed the test. It seems you are very suitable for this task."

Chen Hui looked at the three of them with a puzzled expression.

"What is it?"

Tan Zhigang looked at Yang An beside him.

"Yang Zhi, you should speak first."

Yang An nodded, his face darkening, and he spoke with a mixture of heartache and anger.

"Xiao Yang is in trouble."

"Officer Yang?"

"Wasn't she protected by you? When I left, someone tried to harm her but failed."

Yang An's eyes were red and brimming with tears as he spoke.

"Two days ago, Xiaoyang's injuries had almost healed, and she was discharged from the hospital to go home. There, she was attacked; her parents and the two colleagues we sent to assist her were all killed!"

"Xiao Yang's life hangs by a thread; he's being resuscitated, but even if he survives, he might be in a vegetative state!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hui's pupils dilated sharply; he was shocked and found it hard to believe.

Yang An clenched his fists, his face was gloomy, and his grief was intense.

"Based on our analysis, it was likely the remnants of the Three-Eyed Clan or Zuo Min who did it; the methods were extremely cruel!"