The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 947 Intelligence

After hanging up with Gu Li, Ling Feng went straight to the villa.

Zhou Yi and her team were out on a mission, and he definitely wasn’t in the mood for training.

So now, Ling Feng had nothing else to do but wait for their news!

Arriving at the villa, Ling Feng headed for the study, only to find two old men still engrossed in their chess game!

"Damn, you guys never stop, do you?" Ling Feng asked.

Wang Laogen looked up at him: "Why are you back again?"

"Zhou Yi and the others have left, and I’m not in the mood for anything else, so I came to wait with you guys for news!" Ling Feng said.

"..."

Wang Laogen looked at him with an expression that said he was at a loss for words: "Do you actually have free time like this? They’ll have to travel to the provincial city, then take a flight abroad, and switch planes on the way again—it won’t be until this time tomorrow that they’ll arrive. What’s the hurry?"

"Old Wang, your daughter’s among them, and you’re not worried at all?" Ling Feng asked, surprised.

"What’s the use of worrying?" Wang Laogen retorted.

Ling Feng was left speechless, rolling his eyes and responding, "Even though it’s no use, you’d still think about it, right? Is Mo Lan really your own flesh and blood?"

"Nonsense, of course she is!"

Wang Laogen glanced at him: "The reason I’m calm is because of my temperament, you’re just too impetuous!"

"You be calm then, I certainly can’t!"

Ling Feng shook his head and looked at the chessboard, but unfortunately, he didn’t understand the game.

So he took the opportunity to change the subject: "Gu Li is quite capable, you’re aware of that, right, Old Wang?"

"Hmm, you’re right. Although I haven’t met him, my subordinates told me the guy is a genius at intelligence gathering!" Wang Laogen replied.

"He actually found over a hundred people to collect all kinds of rumors and information, I’m really impressed!" Ling Feng laughed.

Wang Laogen looked at him: "What’s so impressive about that? Do you have any idea how many people in America’s Central Intelligence Agency do this kind of work?"

"How many?" Ling Feng asked.

"On average, there are two hundred people targeting one country alone! And that’s not even counting those involved in eavesdropping and other channels!" Wang Laogen explained.

"...."

Ling Feng was speechless; it turned out that this strategy wasn’t Gu Li’s original creation.

Seeing him silent, Wang Laogen leisurely said: "It’s an information age now, bits and pieces of information might seem useless, but when combined, they can yield valuable clues. Kid, you’re still too green!"

"Yeah, you’re all grown up, aren’t you!"

Ling Feng gave him a look and leaned back on the sofa, casually resting his legs on the coffee table.

Wang Laogen frowned and shot him a glare.

But the old man didn’t speak, instead he turned to Chu Nan: "Aren’t you going to manage this kid?"

Chu Nan chuckled: "Young people should be free-spirited, why manage him?"

"Manage meals then, I’m not leaving today anyway, not until Zhou Yi and the others are back safe and sound!" Ling Feng laughed.

Wang Laogen sighed: "Truly, I’ve chosen my friends unwisely!"

...

...

The next morning, Ling Feng received a call from Gu Li: "Boss, I’ve gathered a lot of information and compiled it. Do you want me to send it to you?"

"Just give it to Old Wang, we’re together!" Ling Feng said.

"Roger that!"

Gu Li didn’t beat around the bush, and a minute after hanging up, an encrypted file arrived on Wang Laogen’s computer.

After opening it, Wang Laogen first glanced through it and then nodded in approval: "This kid’s efficient. In such a short time, he’s found out everything there is to know about the other party!"

"Because I promised him a reward. So, what’s the scoop? Any valuable leads?" Ling Feng asked.

"This group definitely has a background. A secret account shows they receive a monthly payment of one hundred thousand euros from The Holy See," Wang Laogen revealed.

"Which means, these guys are The Holy See’s kept dogs?" Ling Feng inquired.

Wang Laogen nodded: "Yes, but that’s not all, they have other financial backers too!"

Ling Feng had thought he could be sure it was Kong Sheng pulling the strings from behind but was taken aback by this: "So, who’s the mastermind isn’t certain yet?"

"No, we can be sure it’s Kong Sheng. The others are minor players, mostly wealthy businessmen who’ve been hoodwinked, nothing of substantial value!" Wang Laogen declared.

Ling Feng acknowledged with an "Oh," then added, "So, taking down this organization isn’t all that important. Even The Holy See wouldn’t sweat over it, right?"

"Hmm, this matter is just Kong Sheng targeting you; they’re simply his hired goons!" Wang Laogen confirmed.

"What the hell, then how can we make Kong Sheng feel the pain?" Ling Feng asked through gritted teeth.

"I’m not sure about that, but those people must be dealt with, I can’t swallow the insult otherwise!" Wang Laogen insisted.

"I got it!"

Ling Feng nodded and took out his phone to check the time: "At what time does Mo Lan’s flight land?"

"Should be around noon. I’ll tell them about this new intel, so no need for you to worry!" Wang Laogen assured.

"Good, I’ll give Pete a call then."

Saying that, Ling Feng got up and left the study.

Once outside, he pulled out his satellite phone and dialed Pete’s number.

After a few seconds of ringing, a groggy voice came through: "Boss?"

"You asleep?" Ling Feng asked.

"Yeah."

"Can you talk?" Ling Feng continued.

Pete hummed affirmatively: "It’s okay, I’m at my own place."

After returning to his country, he had indeed been scrutinized, but the guy was clever enough to concoct a flawless lie, thus smoothly slipping past surveillance.

But because the operation in the Golden Triangle had been botched, Pete had been demoted as punishment upon his return, leaving him with a lot of idle time.

Hearing that Pete was alright, Ling Feng went on to ask: "Kong Sheng is extremely despicable. I can’t get a hold of his people, but I do want to teach him a lesson. Got any ideas?"

"Erm..."

Pete thought long and hard and then said helplessly: "Boss, it was hard enough for me just to get a sliver of information on that guy, I really don’t know him well!"

"Oh, I see then."

Ling Feng simply hung up the phone after that.

With Pete at a loss, it seemed the idea of making Kong Sheng suffer was out. For now, the only thing to do was find out where he was and take him down directly—simple and straightforward!

Ling Feng was fuming inside, thinking, just don’t let me find out where you are, Kong Sheng!

Once it was noon, Mo Lan called Wang Laogen, reporting that the group of five girls had already landed and were on their way to the hotel.

They hadn’t reached their final destination yet; they had landed in a neighboring tourist country, traveling as backpackers.

Next, they would rest up before taking an international train to their destination.

Wang Laogen had already sent them the latest intelligence and then cautioned them, "Be very careful!"