After Luo Guoqing and Nuo Xiaoxi left, Feng'er originally wanted to say a few words to Long Deng, but the guy had already disappeared.
Feng'er shook his head with a bitter smile, turned and left the entrance of Jiangbei University. He hadn't walked three hundred ters when he heard a noisy commotion ahead.
Curious, Feng'er walked over, and upon closer inspection, found that a few local bullies were harassing a very young girl at the entrance of a restaurant.
The girl was quite attractive. Judging by her attire, she was definitely a student of Jiangbei University.
The girl kept dodging the bullies, but was helplessly trapped between them, constantly letting out screams.
A few people nearby stood watching, seemingly unwilling to provoke these bullies.
Faced with this situation, how could Feng'er stand by and watch? He stepped forward and shouted loudly, "Stop right now!"
The bullies all turned their heads to look at Feng'er, and one of them cursed, "Fuck you, don't ddle, or I'll ruin you."
Feng'er laughed coldly and walked towards the bullies.
Song Xiaojia originally had many things to ask Mao Jiasheng, but after Yang Zi disappeared, Mao Jiasheng turned around and left without saying a word. She waited for a while for Feng Lingfeng, but did not see her, and was just about to go look for Feng Lingfeng when the phone rang.
The call was from the police station, saying soone had reported an incident at a restaurant at the entrance of Jiangbei University, and she should head there imdiately.
Song Xiaojia hurriedly drove to the scene, unaware of what had happened.
Upon arriving at the scene, she saw it was a small restaurant, which had imdiately drawn a large crowd. This brought quite so attention to the otherwise low-traffic university road.
When Song Xiaojia arrived, several local police officers were already there. After showing her credentials, she led them into the small restaurant nad "Elegant Residence," scanned the crowd, and then focused on the restaurant owner, asking, "You are the owner of this place, right?"
"Yes, I am the owner," the restaurant owner nodded repeatedly.
Song Xiaojia asked, "Did you call the police?"
The restaurant owner replied, "Not , I asked my employee to. Officer, there are troublemakers in my restaurant."
"Understood," Song Xiaojia nodded, and said, "Where are these troublemakers?"
"In the private room," replied the restaurant owner.
So, Song Xiaojia signaled to the police officers behind her, and they understood, leading them inside.
Song Xiaojia took out a small notebook and a pen, clearly taking notes. However, after waiting for so ti, the police officers hadn't co out yet. The policewoman was sowhat surprised and stepped inside.
Once inside the private room, she was shocked. Goodness, everything before her eyes was no longer like a restaurant private room; it was more like a wax museum. Not only were the dishes and bowls scattered everywhere, but the trouble-making bullies were struck by sothing mysterious, posing in bizarre postures and unable to move at all.
All the police officers opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the threatening-looking bullies, unable to understand what kind of performance they were putting on.
"What's going on?" Song Xiaojia frowned slightly, her brows furrowed, and asked.
On the scene, no one seed capable of giving her the correct answer.
At this mont, a female waiter approached and said, "Officer, these people started trouble for no reason here and were all immobilized by soone nad Long Deng."
"Immobilized?!" The beautiful Song Xiaojia, upon hearing this, reacted as though she had heard sothing from a fantasy tale, looking at the waitress with confusion. "Who has such ability that they can immobilize others?"
The waitress, Yun Susu, then explained everything clearly to Song Xiaojia about what had happened.
Song Xiaojia deeply adjusted her emotions, and carefully observed the reactions of those thugs again, indeed resembling the symptoms of being immobilized in martial arts novels. She shook her head in disbelief, then asked Yun Susu, "Where is the person who immobilized them now?"
Yun Susu thought for a mont, and smilingly said, "His na is Long Deng, a student of Jiangbei University. After teaching them a lesson here, he went back."
"Long Deng? College student!" Song Xiaojia repeatedly murmured the na, turning over nurous complex thoughts in her mind.
At this ti, a policeman walked over and said to Song Xiaojia, "Captain Song, what should we do with these people?"
Song Xiaojia frowned and said, "What do you an what should we do? Take them all back for questioning."
"But," the policeman imdiately showed a troubled expression and hesitated, "they can't move and won't walk. Taking them back might be difficult."
"What's difficult about it? Just carry them back!" Song Xiaojia remarked, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, saying to the policeman, "Xiao Wang, organize so people and get these guys to your station first."
Song Xiaojia drove fast, heading towards Jiangbei University. In her heart now, she was eager to et this master capable of immobilizing others.
The police car turned a corner and arrived at Jiangbei University.
Song Xiaojia parked the car and quickly walked into the campus.
She originally thought it would take so effort to find this person nad Long Deng and was about to ask a student. However, as soon as she entered the campus, she saw groups of students holding various banners, wandering around every corner of the campus.
When she looked closely at the slogans on the flags, Song Xiaojia almost burst out laughing.
What did these slogans say?
"Long Deng, King of Kung Fu, I love you!"
"Long Deng, accept as your student!"
"The entire school mobilizes together, everyone searches for Long Deng."
It turned out that a student from Jiangbei University heard about this matter and imdiately told the other classmates, so these idle people made all this fuss.
This is just a bunch of nonsense!
Song Xiaojia shook her head, but she seed to discover several key points from these slogans.
First, Long Deng must be a prominent figure at Jiangbei University, possibly reaching the point where everyone in the school knows him.
Second, Long Deng's kung fu must be very good. It seems he has reached the level of "King of Kung Fu," and he unexpectedly has a large group of fans clamoring to beco his disciples.
Third, which was also what made Song Xiaojia feel frustrated, Long Deng must not be on campus now, or else these students would not need to launch such a grand-scale search.
Since Long Deng is not on campus, where could he have gone?
Song Xiaojia promptly grabbed a male student whose looks were no better than Sun Wukong's, and eagerly asked, "Excuse , I want to inquire about soone, this Long Deng—"
She hadn't finished her sentence before the skinny monkey-like guy urgently said, "You also want to find Long Deng to beco his disciple, right? Understandable, understandable, seeing as you're a beauty, I'll give you so advice. Quickly go queue over there, or else when more people co, you won't get a number."
"This..."
Song Xiaojia felt a bit frustrated and said, "Actually, I'm not here to beco a disciple; I'm trying to..."
"Are you also trying to pursue Long Deng? Understandable, understandable, but now many girls want to chase Long Deng. Despite your beauty, you still need to queue." The skinny monkey-like guy shook his head and passed on more advice. Song Xiaojia finally couldn't listen anymore and turned to leave.
The skinny monkey-like guy talked for a long ti, spitting everywhere, only to find the beauty had already vanished before him, and couldn't help shaking his head, sighing, "Alas, why have girls beco so impatient nowadays? Don't they need to queue to chase after guys? It's really unfair!"
Song Xiaojia made a round in Jiangbei University but couldn't find the acupuncture point expert Long Deng, whose na was known but not his presence. Helpless, she decided to drive back to the police station to interrogate those troublemaking thugs.
She drove all the way back to the nearby police station, intending to conduct a sudden interrogation of those small-ti thugs, but upon arrival at the entrance, she couldn't help but feel amused at the scene in front of her.
A police truck was parked at the entrance of the station, with the door open, and several officers were laboriously carrying people inside.
A closer look showed these were the thugs immobilized by Long Deng at the Ya Ke Ju, poised but unable to move.
Song Xiaojia was sowhat surprised, pulling over an officer, asking, "Xiao Wang, what's going on? Why use a truck to transport so hooligans? Those who don't know might think we've brought back a bunch of straw-buddhas!"
That officer, sweating heavily, forced a smile and replied, "Captain Song, you can't bla for this. Do you think I'd prefer doing things this way? These people just keep striking poses like this, and the small car couldn't fit them in. I figured I had the headquarters send over a truck, anyway with seven or eight of them, whatever poses they strike, they fit."
Song Xiaojia was amused by Xiao Wang's words, looking at those motionless thugs once more, finding it even funnier, quickly covering her mouth and walking into the station.
Upon entering the Criminal Division, the officer on duty, Xiao Liu, told her, "Captain Song, soone's here to see you."
"Soone to see ?" Song Xiaojia thought to herself, furrowing her brow slightly. If she rembered correctly, she hadn't arranged to et anyone today. Who's coming to see her?
"Who's looking for ?" Song Xiaojia asked casually.
Xiao Liu said, "A guy who looks like a college student. He's been here for a while; I told him to wait in front of your office."
College student-looking guy? Song Xiaojia inexplicably felt sensitive to this phrase, suddenly muttering in her heart, "Could he be here?"
But she quickly dismissed the thought from her mind. It wouldn't be such a coincidence!
To clear her various doubts, Song Xiaojia quickly accelerated her pace, sprinting upstairs toward her office.
Just as she entered the office area, she saw a guy with so good looks and average attire, chatting cheerfully with two female staff mbers.
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