Xu Wenqian blushed and stammered, unable to speak.
Zhou Wang pulled Xu Wenqian to the sofa by the window and sat down. He lit a cigarette for himself and nodded to Lin Feng, "Go ahead."
"Mr. Zhou, Bao Jin wasn’t lying. He was indeed being used to a certain degree. As for the young man with the knife, he barely qualifies as a rookie professional hitman..."
"Professional hitman?"
Zhou Wang bared his teeth at this phrase and couldn’t help but interrupt, "Even someone so inept can be a professional hitman?"
He recalled the scene where he kicked the guy flying and felt it couldn’t be right... If he was a professional hitman, wouldn’t that make me the King of Killers?
"Uh, Mr. Zhou, you might have some misconceptions about this profession. You see, the scenes in movies are artistically enhanced. In reality, dealing with ordinary people doesn’t require high-level skills; it’s more about the preparation beforehand..."
After Lin Feng’s explanation, Zhou Wang thought about it and realized it seemed valid.
His understanding of "hitmen" mostly came from movies and novels.
Those hitmen on screen are always highly skilled, cold-faced, and have superior IQs, expertly handling various weapons. Let’s not even mention planes and yachts; when pressured, they can even pilot spaceships. But the reality is...
There aren’t that many "Keanu Reeves" or "Jason Stathams" in real life, and most potential targets for assassination are just ordinary people with average skills.
Especially in Huaxia, where guns and bullets are naturally banned, and people aren’t extremely vigilant, creating a unique environment for this industry.
"In Huaxia, truly powerful top-tier hitmen do exist, but their prowess lies not in their physical skills but in their meticulous thinking and precise strategy development."
Lin Feng reminisced, "When I first entered the industry, I encountered a team whose principle was a ’perfect accident.’ A car crash, a quarrel... These are relatively low-level methods, still detectable by forensic experts. More advanced means could include silent viral infections or even an international plane crash..."
"That’s incredible!"
Zhou Wang was stunned, absorbing this information.
"I’m giving extreme examples to help you understand, Mr. Zhou, that the typical ’hitman’ in Huaxia might not be what you imagine."
Lin Feng explained, "Back to the young man with the knife, the name on his ID is Yang Xing, but his real name is Yang Zhaoxing. He was originally a network administrator who got into this line of work by accidentally accessing the dark web, and you were his second assignment..."
"Network administrator? Second assignment?"
Zhou Wang listened, filled with questions.
"Yes, that’s his previous actual job. His employer might have been misled for some reason... But because his employer provided considerable assistance in this incident, though Yang Xing’s skills are quite ordinary, objectively speaking, the probability of mission success wasn’t low."
Lin Feng stated seriously, "Your intelligence was collected comprehensively. From the moment you landed in Magic City today, someone’s been monitoring your whereabouts. If an incident had truly occurred in the bar, they were adequately prepared to attribute everything to an accidental fight."
Zhou Wang recalled, and indeed it was true, if categorized as an accidental case, even if Yang Xing was caught, he wouldn’t face particularly severe consequences.
"Any hope of tracking down the employer? How long will it take?"
Zhou Wang quickly stopped focusing on Yang Xing himself, as he was just a pawn. What mattered now was uncovering who orchestrated all this.
"Already tracked down."
"Then... huh? Already tracked down?"
Zhou Wang looked up in shock, "That fast?"
It had been less than an hour since he left the bar, and this efficiency was hard to believe.
"Yes, with some technical means and additional information support, Mr. Zhou, you might have forgotten, but there were also clues from Bao Jin’s side. I asked colleagues from the Beidou Branch to assist..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Wang remembered something, yes, the ’Beijing Circle friend’ who asked Bao Jin for help was identifiable and easy to trace.
"Considering all the information, the name we found is a woman called Gao Xuelan. Mr. Zhou, do you know her?"
"Gao Xuelan?" Zhou Wang was stunned, "Chairman of Xueren Group?"
"Since you know her, I won’t need to elaborate further."
Lin Feng nodded immediately.
Zhou Wang let out a deep breath, unable to express his feelings.
He had already had some guesses, given his rapid rise wasn’t long ago, reaching the enmity level of life and death was likely only with those few families he offended in the Beijing Circle.
Narrowing it down, it had to be the Xue family.
But considering Xue Mingyuan and his son had already been dealt with by him, Zhou Wang instinctively dismissed that idea earlier, forgetting that although Xue Mingyuan was confined, his closely associated woman was still outside.
Despite past intelligence suggesting Gao Xuelan and Xue Mingyuan didn’t have a good relationship, and they had been divorced for many years, some things couldn’t be measured by feelings.
With a little thought, Zhou Wang realized why Gao Xuelan might resent him deeply... It ultimately boiled down to interests.
Xueren Group is currently indefinitely closed for business adjustment. Even if there’s a chance for resurgence later, the plummeting stock price is irrecoverable.