Madman!

Chapter 97: Framing

Chen Wujun woke up and glanced at the alarm clock. It was already ten in the morning. He got out of bed and pulled back the curtains; the sunlight outside was brilliant.

'Ji Xiang has only just joined Master Xin. If I kill Ji Xiang, it's a slap in Master Xin's face. Even without evidence, Master Xin doesn't need evidence...'

'Master Xin will definitely turn against Senior Sister in anger.'

'Unless I can set a trap for him...'

Chen Wujun's mind raced. For instance, he could rob a batch of Wen Long's Number 4, stash it in Ji Xiang's car, and then call the police... He could kill him while he was trying to escape.

Or he could simply strip Wen Long's mistress and Ji Xiang naked, throw them onto a bed together, and film a videotape to show Wen Long... framing him that way.

After turning it over in his mind, Chen Wujun decided the first idea was better.

Hetu did not deal in Number 4 or Wolf Drug; that was a rule originally set by Master Xin himself.

If a large amount of Number 4 were really found in Ji Xiang's car, and Ji Xiang were killed by the "Federal Police" while fleeing, Master Xin would have to swallow his grievance. Even if he suspected something was wrong, he couldn't say it out loud.

As for what happened behind the scenes... Master Xin was already suppressing Senior Sister anyway.Knowing what to do, Chen Wujun felt a wave of relief. He went downstairs to eat a plate of Four Treasure Rice, then ambled over to Jindi Finance.

Upon entering Shark Jiu's office, he saw a man in his thirties wearing a suit. He gave off a clean, sharp vibe and was standing respectfully at the desk, explaining the ledgers to Shark Jiu.

Chen Wujun could tell at a glance that this man was not from the Walled City.

Shark Jiu owned several finance companies on the outside; he likely belonged to one of those.

"Senior Sister." Chen Wujun swiped the pack of cigarettes Shark Jiu had left on the desk, sat down on the sofa, and pulled a stack of erotic magazines from under the coffee table, rummaging through them to find one he hadn't read yet.

Half an hour later, the man left. Shark Jiu leaned back in her chair, watching Chen Wujun on the sofa.

This junior brother of hers was someone she had personally brought up.

From when he was green and inexperienced, fighting for his life over a few tens of thousands, all the way to who he was today.

Yet, regarding something as massive as killing a Senior Group Leader of the Special Task Department, he had waited until the very end to tell her.

This made Shark Jiu very unhappy.

"Speak up. What else are you hiding?" Shark Jiu asked indifferently.

"Nothing left! Harris was blocking my path..." Chen Wujun tossed the magazine aside, spread his hands, and sat opposite Shark Jiu, extending the cigarette pack toward her.

"Have a smoke, Senior Sister," Chen Wujun said with a grin.

"You still remember I'm your Senior Sister?" Shark Jiu huffed, taking a cigarette and placing it between her lips.

"Nothing else? It's not that simple... If that were all, you wouldn't be here right now." Shark Jiu knew Chen Wujun too well. If killing Harris was truly the end of it, he would be at the warehouse practicing martial arts.

"Is it Wen Long or Ji Xiang?" Shark Jiu's mind spun. Combining this with Chen Wujun's usual behavior, she could perform a rough guess.

"I thought of a way to kill Ji Xiang..." Chen Wujun said with a mischievous smile.

"No wonder you're always finding trouble with him." Shark Jiu understood immediately.

"I'm going to rob a batch of Wen Long's goods, plant them in Ji Xiang's car, and call the police so he gets caught red-handed." Chen Wujun knew Shark Jiu wasn't pleased yesterday, so this time he stated his plan directly.

Besides, Ji Xiang was a traitor now anyway.

Shark Jiu was his guide; his feelings for her ran deep.

It wasn't romantic love, but rather the bond between a mentor and a fellow traveler on the same path.

"Ji Xiang definitely won't be willing to go with the police. He can't explain himself if he goes in, so he'll definitely run."

"Then I'll kill him on the way."

"If so much Number 4 is found in his car and he gets shot by the police while escaping, even Master Xin won't be able to say anything."

"That old fox has a heart like a clear mirror. Even if he doesn't say it out loud, he will certainly make a move." Shark Jiu tossed aside her earlier annoyance and pondered for a moment.

"He must let everyone know he isn't old yet... I'm not afraid of him, but if he wants to suppress me, the best way is to make a move on you."

"Make sure you've thought this through."

"Or wait a few months for the heat to die down. I'll set up a trap for you to kill him then."

"If I hesitated and looked over my shoulder, I wouldn't have made it to today," Chen Wujun replied.

"Suit yourself... I know one of Wen Long's distribution points. A batch of goods is delivered there in the middle of the night every Monday... Make it clean..." Seeing he had already decided, Shark Jiu didn't try to persuade him further.

Shark Jiu had been eyeing Lidong for a long time and had sent people to investigate Wen Long early on.

A distribution point was much easier to track down than a storage location.

"What does Senior Sister want to eat? It's my treat!"

...

While the two were chatting, the Federal Police discovered Harris's disappearance.

At first, everyone assumed Harris had been delayed by something, or that the group was in a dead zone without cell service.

After all, in places with thick walls, signals often couldn't penetrate.

Harris was incredibly strong and possessed the Super Speed Mutation; no one thought anything could happen to him.

It wasn't until morning, when there was still no news from Harris's team, that they confirmed something had gone wrong.

By evening, the Federal Police had traced them to the abandoned textile factory and sealed off the area.

Red and blue police lights flashed in the dusk.

At seven o'clock that evening, a sports car pulled up outside the cordon. A tall, black-haired Caucasian woman wearing sunglasses stepped out of the passenger seat.

Although her body wasn't as massive as other New Arts Experts, every movement revealed clearly defined muscles, and a powerful strength lay dormant within her.

"Special Task Department!" A man stepped out of the driver's seat and flashed his ID. The police manning the blockade let them through immediately.

After entering, the woman removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of green eyes.

People with green eyes weren't rare, but hers were different from the rest.

At first glance, ordinary people would feel there were other colors mixed in—unique and captivating.

However, New Arts Experts could see rings of dark gold and dark red threads constantly flowing within her irises. The light formed different colors in her eyes as the angle shifted.

This was Phoenix, the leader of the First Group of the Special Task Department. Her Enhancement Reconstruction Magnetic Field was at 88%, and her Mutation was Super Vision, allowing her to perceive thirteen different colors.

"Someone has processed this scene," Phoenix said as she walked.

"There is a large amount of useless DNA and artificial traces here... It was a professional job."

When she followed the path to the stairs and descended, the scene in her eyes transformed into a magnificent display of colors.

Various chemical reagents, paint, and traces of flesh and blood formed a mottled painting in her vision.

"Just as I thought... all traces have been destroyed." Phoenix wore an expression that said she had expected this. Seeing the situation upstairs, she knew this would be the result.

"Harris is likely dead..."

"Investigating here will only waste a massive amount of resources. It would be better to start with the cases Harris was investigating recently, as well as his enemies..."

"Inform them."

Phoenix turned and left as soon as she finished speaking.

...

Guanfuchang Market was only a street away from the Walled City, located on Carpenter Road.

It was the largest comprehensive market near the Walled City, selling everything from chicken and duck to fish and meat. However, people from the Walled City rarely shopped there.

The reason was simple: things here were more expensive than in the Walled City.

In the Walled City, live chickens sold for thirty a kilogram, whereas here they cost forty.

Of course, the live chickens sold in the Walled City underwent no quarantine or inspections. As long as eating them didn't kill you, it was fine.

If you died... well, that was just bad luck.

At that moment, at the back door of the Guanfuchang Market, goods were being moved in and out of a seafood shop.

In a van across the street, Chen Wujun was toying with a handgun while watching the scene.

This was Wen Long's distribution center. Massive amounts of aquatic products moved in and out daily, so neither stocking nor shipping attracted attention.

Every Monday in the middle of the night, a batch of goods would be delivered—at least ten kilograms. It would then be rapidly broken down the next day for the street-level dealers.

'One kilogram is eight hundred thousand; ten kilograms is eight million. If this batch goes missing, Wen Long will go absolutely insane.'

Originally, Wen Long's distribution point was inside the Walled City. However, he had lost more than half his territory there, leaving only a few scattered retail spots sandwiched between the territories of the other Five Dragon Generals.

Selling retail in those places was fine, but bulk distribution was impossible. It would be too easy for the other Dragon Generals to notice, eventually exposing his storage location.

Therefore, he had moved the distribution point outside, changing it every so often.

He never expected that Shark Jiu would find this location only three weeks after he switched to it.

Chen Wujun had personally staked out the place for two days and sent someone in to buy one and a half kilograms of crabs to get the lay of the land.

There were usually seven or eight people inside. No experts were guarding the place, just a few New Arts martial artists in the Initial Construction Phase.

After all, the most important thing here was secrecy.

However, when the goods were delivered and distributed, there might be experts present...

The shop had an inner and outer room, with a back door leading into the Guanfuchang Market.

And today was Sunday.

"Let's go. We'll pick up Ah Yue and go eat seafood." After saying this, Chen Wujun thought for a moment.

"I have to call for her every time... I should buy a phone first."

On the way, he stopped at a communications store and spent six thousand on a mobile phone, casually tossing it to Ah Yue when he returned.

"For you."

"What is this?" Ah Yue held the box, looking pleasantly surprised.

"A mobile phone... otherwise, finding you is too much trouble. I have to come back to notify you every time. Go change your clothes; we're going out to eat."

Ah Yue hooked her arms around Chen Wujun's neck, planted a heavy kiss on his lips, and went to change her clothes, beaming with joy.

...

Meanwhile, a man and a woman were watching the area near Chen Wujun's gambling den.

They looked much like anyone else in the Walled City, so they didn't attract any attention.

They were waiting for their target—a man with a hunched back like a turtle and the posture of a crane, whose arms were longer than an average person's. His name was Chen Wujun, said to be the Walled City's latest rising star.

Four of them had been rotating shifts here, yet they hadn't seen a shadow of him for two days.

However, they were in no rush. Whether kidnapping or assassination, the most important virtue was patience.

These were members of Shengsha—born to kill—the fiercest branch among the Luoyue gangs.

Their main business was kidnapping and ransoming wealthy Huayan merchants.

Aside from that, they also engaged in other activities.

Chen Wujun had beaten Gao Fei to death and snatched half a street from Fire Dragon. Fire Dragon naturally couldn't swallow that insult. He and Wen Long had each put up five hundred thousand, offering a total of one million for Chen Wujun's life.