"You're just like a captain I used to know who always handled big cases, way too cautious.
Sotis it's a good thing, but other tis, it's just being too tense.
Right now, we've just followed the trail and got to the person who contacted the app company boss.
The person who contacted the boss has been caught, but they're not the mastermind.
I just got this person's na and exact location, do you want to go catch him yourself?"
Wen Yan pondered Feng Yao's words.
"You're not rushing to catch him, yet you're asking to go, either this person is tough...
No, if he was tough, you wouldn't co to .
So it ans, you're actually not in a rush to catch this person, right?"
"Yeah, knowing who he is, where he is, and what he does, there's really no rush to catch him.
This person is in Fengtian, working at a bathhouse called Qinghe, as a masseur.
I think you've been under too much pressure lately; it's perfect for you to take a bath, steam in a sauna, and relax.
It's considered a task, and the expenses will naturally be covered by the departnt.
Just go directly."
Feng Yao said and then sent Wen Yan a QR code on his phone.
There was also a passport photo and na, telling Wen Yan who to find.
Wen Yan thought about it, and it seed doable. Since coming to Nanwu County, he hadn't been to a bathhouse for a long ti. He had heard that the best bathhouses were in Fengtian, so he decided to give it a try.
He took the Nether Path to Fengtian, and it was just the afternoon.
He arrived at the bathhouse, showed the QR code at the front desk, and received a tag and room card. Wen Yan realized why they said the bathhouses in Fengtian were extraordinary, they were like hotels.
When he got there, Wen Yan thought of checking on the person but rembered Feng Yao's sly look and the voucher he gave, suggesting relaxation, so he figured they probably didn't need to apprehend him.
He slipped into his slippers, leisurely wandered inside, and deliberately glanced at today's displayed na tags. One of them was the master he was looking for.
He passed by, taking a special look. That master was busy massaging a custor.
At such a close distance, he didn't detect any sinister aura, just felt that the master had so Martial Path foundation, looking quite professional while massaging.
Wen Yan wasn't in a rush, he queued for the master, then went to rinse off and took a bath.
He hadn't bathed in a long while, and the feeling of full-body relaxation was incredibly comforting.
After a while, when he heard his number being called, he walked out, laying on the massage bed like a piece of pork.
"Brother, how do you want the massage? With a towel or a massage glove? You've got so oil on you, want a mud scrub?"
"Go ahead, massage glove, and put so strength into it."
"Alright, just lay still, let know if it's not strong enough."
Wen Yan closed his eyes, lying there looking very relaxed.
The masseur, who seed about fifty, had a brief change in expression when he first grabbed Wen Yan's arm.
Earlier, he thought Wen Yan looked fit, lean type. But upon touch, he confird Wen Yan was a Martial Artist, and quite a strong one.
Without changing his expression, he continued massaging in the usual manner.
"Brother, you've got quite a bit of calluses, and your skin is so tender, must be from out of town today."
"Oh, you can tell that?"
"Nowadays, out-of-towners coming to Fengtian like to do sa as you, stay and bathe, with buffet included, might even be cheaper and more comfortable than hotels outside, who wouldn't love coming."
The masseur casually chatted while massaging.
When massaging the left hand, he noticed the black nail on Wen Yan's left middle finger. His eyes slightly trembled, and he almost trembled, carefully avoiding that finger during the massage.
After the massage, giving a light back tap, watching Wen Yan leave, the masseur was about to speak but chose to remain silent.
Once Wen Yan finished bathing, dressed in boxers, went to the back for so fruit and tea, the masseur couldn't hold back anymore. Checking the ti, he let another master take over and pursued Wen Yan to the resting area, carrying a small fruit plate.
"Brother, here, have so fruit to replenish your fluids."
"Thanks." Wen Yan was slightly surprised, he hadn't yet reached out to this masseur, but the other party ca looking for him first.
"Brother, I'll be frank, where did you practice martial arts?"
"Fuyu Mountain."
"..." The masseur hesitated, unable to say the words brewing inside him.
How was he supposed to say it?
What kind of place is Fuyu Mountain? Brother, with your exceptional talent, how about practicing martial arts with ?
What nonsense, people from the Three Mountains and Five Ridges weren't poachable anymore.
Especially now Fuyu Mountain was known for producing Martial Artists.
Wen Yan drank his tea, smiling.
"I see you're also into martial arts, from your technique, you must have so dical skills, why work as a masseur here?"
"Looking for a successor." The masseur sighed.
"Uh..."
"My martial arts legacy isn't bad, it's just my talent was diocre, so my practice was subpar.
I want to find a successor, but I need to gauge their bone structure.
If I just touched people's bones on the street, I'd be seen as a pervert.
If I touched children's bones randomly, I might get caught and beaten as a human trafficker.
The best place I found was here in the bathhouse, massaging while gauging bones, without leaving traces, others would just think I was thorough."
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