Chapter 8: The Black Notebook

Before it was very bright in the morning, Qin Feng got up.

Because you have to get up early to practice martial arts, Qin Feng has been getting up earlier than the sun since he was a child.

Although he looked lazy, Qin Feng was more diligent than anyone else.

However, today Qin Feng had something to do arranged by Zheng Zhiya, so he didn't pick up two short wooden knives in the corner of the courtyard and practice a set of Wing Chun before leaving.

Wing Chun is a close-quarters short fight, with a short knife attack and defense, which is very suitable.

He washed his face and brushed his teeth, put on a trench coat, and stuffed a dagger into his left and right boots. Qin Feng went out. Qin Feng went out with a dagger, not necessarily to hurt people, or to kill people. After all, there is a social impact on doing so in this era.

It's always convenient to do something with a dagger. For example, yesterday when he took someone's hair, of course Qin Feng couldn't pull people's hair by hand, he relied on a dagger to quickly cut it off under the cover of the crowd.

It's as fast as a breeze, and you don't have time to notice it.

Qin Feng glanced at his phone when he walked out of the door lazily, and it was only 6:30. It was still early, he stretched his waist, and deliberately stepped on the fallen leaves piled on the side of the road with his foot to feel the softness coming from the soles of his feet.

Qin Feng walked out of the crooked alley. I saw a small cart selling pancakes and fruits.

Qin Feng walked over slowly, although it was still early. But there was already an old lady and an old gentleman in line. Qin Feng lined up behind the old lady and the old gentleman.

After a while, it was his turn. The pancake was a middle-aged man in his early forties.

"Boss, I want two fruits, two eggs, and chili peppers and green onion noodles."

"Wait a minute, this is it."

The boss first spread a sheet of mung bean flour and made two eggs skillfully beaten on top of it, and then spread them evenly into a golden brown. A burst of egg aroma can already be smelled. Then one turned over, and the boss put two fritters, one roll. Take a brush and brush it with noodle sauce, chili pepper, and soy tofu. took a package of oiled paper and handed it to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng took the pancake fruit, and a slight heat came from the palm of his hand.

Qin Feng took five yuan to the boss, said thank you, and took another cup of soy milk.

Qin Feng ate pancakes and drank soy milk, and walked towards the river.

When he crossed the iron-clad Jiefang Bridge, Qin Feng had almost finished eating the pancakes, wrapped up the oiled paper, found it and threw it into the trash.

After a short walk, I sat on a bench a little away from the bus stop. Slowly drinking soy milk, waiting for the slightly chubby man from yesterday to appear. Because he didn't know when the man would come, Qin Feng deliberately drank the soy milk very slowly, and in order to relieve his boredom, he followed the straw and blew bubbles into the remaining soy milk.

About twenty minutes later, it was 7:20 a.m.

The number of people waiting for the bus in front of the bus stop began to gradually increase, and Qin Feng saw the slightly chubby man yesterday in the crowd waiting for the bus.

There was still a small half of the soy milk in Qin Feng's hand, and he casually blended into the crowd waiting for the bus while drinking. The chubby man was carrying a school bag today.

Qin Feng estimated that the book he was looking for was in that school bag. It wasn't hard to get hold of the contents of that bag, especially under the cover of a crowd.

The bus is coming into the station.

Qin Feng took out a dagger from his right boot and hid it in his sleeve. Walk through the crowd.

As the bus entered the station and the crowd began to flow, Qin Feng passed by the slightly chubby man. He went against the flow of people, when everyone's attention was on the bus. He used the dagger to cut a laceration at the bottom of the man's bag.

Immediately after, the contents of the man's bag began to pour like mercury on the ground, but before it hit the ground. Qin Feng began to use dynamic vision to carefully observe the paper or notebook he was looking for, and sure enough, there was a black notebook. He caught the black notebook in mid-air and stuffed it into his arms.

In an instant, the contents of the man's schoolbag, including the notebook, the kettle, the umbrella, the map, and all kinds of miscellaneous items, fell to the ground.

Qin Feng took a special look, as if he didn't have a wallet.

"Oops, boy, you're leaking your bag."

An old man behind the man kindly reminded him.

The slightly chubby man, who reacted a little faster than the uncle, also noticed it.

Hurriedly turned around to clean up, just sighed that he was really unlucky, took such a job, lost his wallet yesterday, and leaked his bag again today. This is called a house leak that happens to rain overnight, and you will stuff your teeth when you drink cold water.

Qin Feng finished his errand and left without looking back. He knew that no one would notice him at this point. The bus and the missing schoolbag are more eye-catching than a weak young man who leaves the bus stop.

I'm done with my errands, and I can go back to sleep early.

Qin Feng pushed open the door of the house and saw Zheng Zhiya eating wontons in the middle of the courtyard.

Somehow, Qin Feng had a nameless fire in his heart.

casually threw the black notebook at Zheng Zhiya. The notebook thrown horizontally can break through the air resistance at a certain speed, but it is still very blunt and not sharp enough. It's enough to express dissatisfaction, but it's certainly not enough to cause damage.

Zheng Zhiya knew that he was definitely going to be angry when he saw Qin Feng enter the door, so he grabbed the black notebook flying in the air. He didn't have anything to be unhappy about, after all, he didn't prepare Qin Feng for eating wontons, and Yuan Li rushed home to send his younger brother to school after eating in the morning.

He opened his notebook and looked at it, and there were two pages of graffiti on the first two pages. Don't know what that means.

The third page begins with a complaint written in English.

Zheng Zhiya looked at the contents of the notebook while eating a spoonful of wontons, and Qin Feng also came over to take a look at it curiously.

"What's written on that?"

"It says, if the young man doesn't work hard, the boss will be sad."

"Believe it or not, I'm going to grab it right now and tear it up."

"You wait for me to take a look first, and then summarize it for you."

While waiting for Zheng Zhiya to read the notebook, Qin Feng went to the kitchen to see if there were any leftover wontons in the pot. Sure enough, the father and son didn't have a single wonton left for him.

Zheng Zhiya coughed twice and took a sip of wonton soup.

Qin Feng knew that Zheng Zhiya meant that he had finished reading it and was going to tell him.

"This person is a Chinese private investigator in Malaysia."

"Well, what's the point?"

Then, last month, I took a job and asked me to track down Chinese antique dealers. The client is entrusted through an intermediary, so the client's true identity is not known at first. But the middleman's action is a bit big, and almost all the Chinese private detectives in Malaysia have used it, and even found mercenaries. ”

"It's such a big move, so the news must have leaked."

"So the rumor of the employer has spread in the circle of private investigators and mercenaries in Malaysia, and it is the Blue Lotus Gang in Thailand."

"That mastermind is definitely not the Qinglian Gang."

"That's right, this person's notebook also says this, the Qinglian Gang is just a small street gang in Thailand, and it has no financial resources to mobilize the private detectives and even mercenaries of the entire Chinese community in Malaysia."

Qin Feng stretched.

"Behind that is the Heavenly Dao, well, it's useless. Everything went according to plan. ”

"No, it's useful. From this line, I can make several inferences, first, the Heavenly Dao is likely to exist in the form of the underworld in Thailand, and the Blue Lotus Gang is only a peripheral of it. Follow this line and you will find something. Second, Thailand and even Southeast Asia should have been completely captured by the Heavenly Dao camp, otherwise they would not be willing to seek the near and far and specifically hunt for Chinese mainland. Of course, this may also have something to do with the situation in which fortune tellers in China have always had a slight advantage. After all, the Heavenly Dao and the Fortune Diviner are different from each other, and they are still more systematic. ”

Zheng Zhiya paused when he said this.

"Is there a third point?"

"You wait for me to think about it."

"Why do you have to make three points to speak?"

"Don't interrupt. Third, I think the other party probably didn't underestimate our ability, and the clues of the Qinglian Gang were also deliberately leaked by the other party. ”

"Then what you mean is that whether you go directly to the exhibition to rob it when the time comes, or follow the line of the Qinglian Gang to secretly investigate, it is all in the other party's calculations."

"Yes."

"Isn't that still a dead end, not going."

Qin Feng pursed his lips, and Zheng Zhiya gave him a blank look.

"When did I say that it was a dead end, and I won't go to the mortal game. Honestly care for the elderly at home, what is left for Yuanli them. ”

"This doesn't seem like what you said before."

"Time is our fortune diviner's best friend, and there are some certain deaths, but waiting more is not a certain death. What I can't wait, I can leave it to my son. ”

"Okay, you have a point in what you say, please continue."

"The other party's wide net is so overwhelming, which shows that it is not aimed at anyone. As I just said, the Diviner family fights on its own, but the Heavenly Dao Organization is more systematic than ours. The fact that they are doing this so overwhelmingly may indicate that there are multiple families who are chasing the Heavenly Performance. ”

"I don't doubt that. Not to mention anything else, the Suzhou family in Hangzhou, who is engaged to your son, and the Zheng family, whose branch has broken off contact in Taiwan. They all know about the Heavenly Performance. ”

"The world is so big, the history of the Heavenly Evolution has been handed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty for thousands of years, and how many ancient documents record it that we don't know?"

Qin Feng nodded.

"However, I conclude that the other side must have some means to control the scope of the intelligence. Otherwise, wouldn't it be boring to get ten thousand ants to eat elephants? So this time, we should be able to win in the chaos and wait for the opportunity to move. ”

"Hearing you say that, I don't think I went to die in vain. It looks like you're not old yet. When are you ready to go. ”

"Today, on the fifth day of August, it takes ten days to apply for a visa. Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's go. ”