CHAPTER 213: CHAPTER 105: THIS IS THE ’OLD PROFESSION’_3

If you ask me about trains and cars, I can still talk to you about it.

But isn’t this question too philosophical?"

"I understand." Zhang Feng suddenly laughed, "It’s about experience. Because you have knowledge, the accumulation of knowledge inversely proves the existence of your life.

Therefore, one must continue learning. Different knowledge proves I have had different experiences."

"Awesome!" The driver heard this and felt a sense of admiration, "The Chief truly lives up to being a high school graduate top student. This level of theory is beyond my reach!"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt helpless and said, "Chief, can you not always come to my side as soon as you get on the train?

After the incident last year where you scaled walls like that, and then hid on my side for months not wanting to be seen, I understood.

But now that things have passed, I’ve heard from the attendants that very few people look for you, and many even think you’ve resigned and are living in the mountains."

"Whatever." Zhang Feng looked at his instrument panel. "I’m not really hiding, I’m learning the knowledge of driving trains. Even though you haven’t taught me, I’ve been practicing martial arts while occasionally checking it, and I’m almost learning it.

When I feel confident to drive, I’ll drive and you can sit on the side smoking and relax."

"Forget it." The driver shuddered. "You should rest, Chief..."

...

Night.

After ensuring that all passengers had disembarked.

Zhang Feng found a male attendant,

"Xiaowu, I’ve borrowed a car from the station, come and be my driver, let’s take a trip to the city."

"Sure, Chief!" Xiaowu was a hundred percent willing once he heard it was to drive for the Chief.

Not to mention, the Chief is a legendary expert!

The outrageous wall-scaling feat was akin to flying; he saw it with his own eyes.

Upon reaching outside the station.

Zhang Feng was in a full chief uniform, complete with the chief’s hat, standing at one meter seventy-five tall, with a firm build and stern demeanor.

It made some passersby take a second glance.

Beep—Beep—

At this moment, a regular sedan drove out from the police department in the train station.

The car door opened, it was a disciple of the old train police.

"Thank you." Zhang Feng nodded at him and then had Xiaowu take over.

"No problem!" The disciple offered Zhang Feng a cigarette, "I’m so happy for the leader borrowing a car!"

The two were not from the same unit; he belonged to the railway police.

However, Zhang Feng was the highest leader on the train, so he had authority when he was onboard.

The title of leader was both intimate and respectful.

"How are things here?" Zhang Feng took care of his people, accepting the cigarette while asking, "If you’re finding it unpleasant, you can return to the train. I’ll help coordinate an application."

"Well..." The disciple chuckled awkwardly without saying a word, only lighting a cigarette for Zhang Feng.

Once lit, Zhang Feng patted his hand blocking the wind, "You’re like your master, always keeping everything inside."

Zhang Feng said, seeing him about to speak, shaking his head, "That’s it for now, I’ll arrange for you to return to our train.

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

"Thank you, Leader!" The disciple was very excited, indeed wanting to go back.

It wasn’t that things were bad here, just not usual.

He felt mostly like he was patrolling around the station outside, chasing those who occupied the sidewalks with stalls.

It was not as thrilling as catching thieves on the train, combating crime promptly.

He was the type who couldn’t sit idle, and his skills were slightly better than the seasoned criminal police.

"Write the application to go back." Zhang Feng finished his cigarette and got into his car, "Hand it to me tomorrow morning."

"Okay!" He watched Zhang Feng leave.

...

Half an hour later.

"Chief, where are we going?"

While driving, Xiaowu asked.

"Just wandering." Zhang Feng actually had no destination, just wanted to catch mice.

Then casually buy some pickled beef for the driver.

"Let’s stop at the supermarket ahead."

Thinking about pickled beef, Zhang Feng saw the supermarket ahead and asked Xiaowu to pull over.

However, before he could pull over.

Ring ring, Zhang Feng’s phone rang.

It was a call from the criminal police.

"Hello," Zhang Feng answered while pointing ahead, indicating Xiaowu to stop first.

"Train Chief Zhang," the criminal police asked, "Is it convenient to talk?"

"Go ahead," Zhang Feng planned to get off to buy beef.

"We’ve found information on Boss Long." The criminal police said, "He’s currently in the Mountain Province running a restaurant."

Details were given, including the address.

Zhang Feng noted the location and walked into the supermarket. "Thank you."

"No problem," the criminal police replied cheerfully, then asked, "Is the Chief currently in Peng City of Southeast Province? I saw your 3710 there."

Zhang Feng was now a person under special attention.

Although not subject to 24-hour surveillance, they paid attention to the train number where Zhang Feng was.

"Yes, the train is resting, I’m now in Peng City’s urban area." Zhang Feng did not hide, and asked, "Is there something you need my help with?"

"Indeed, but sorry, please wait a moment..."

In Xia City, at the investigation bureau.

The criminal police put the phone on the table, not intentionally covering it, and asked a nearby intelligence officer, "Exactly where?"

"According to local reports, it’s in the north suburbs of Peng City."

The intelligence officer stepped closer, seemingly speaking for Zhang Feng to hear as well,

"There have been six missing person cases in the north suburbs within two days. Cameras at the intersection captured the missing persons heading there, but they vanished without a trace afterward.

After the north suburb police reported the files, we think there might be something wrong.

It’s not excluding the possibility of unknown creatures committing the crimes."

At this point, it was more like explaining, "But our bureau’s personnel are stationed more than five hundred miles away from there.

It’s better to act quickly, so we can only trouble the Chief to first investigate."

It seemed like it was inhuman creatures committing the crimes.

After some discussion within the bureau, they decided to invite the ’real non-human Train Chief’ to directly conduct a destructive investigation.

Of course, the primary focus was on investigation.

If it was really rats, they wouldn’t let Zhang Feng go alone.

"Okay."

Zhang Feng first stepped out of the supermarket, looked at a road sign on the side, and responded, "I’m at the West Loop right now, it’ll take about thirty minutes to get there.

Any more information, and who received the report back then.

Files, documents, and any retained videos, I’ll need a copy.

Also, arrange for me to get an automatic rifle locally.

As long as it’s confirmed to be rats, none will escape."

A normal person trying to hit a fast-moving creature might not achieve precise strikes.

But given Zhang Feng’s current constitution and reaction speed, he could turn a semi-auto rifle into a full-auto headshot effect.

Inner strength combined with a rifle.

Zhang Feng felt that even a rat Grandmaster on the opposite side would be shot dead with a single bullet.