Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System-Chapter 593 - 215: Grandmaster Zhang’s Influence, Nationwide Attention!_4

"Is that so? I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Officer Zhou. May I ask, where do these three gangs usually reside? It would be helpful if you could let me know so I can avoid those areas," Zhang Beixing asked.

It sounded as if he was scared, but in reality, his thoughts were the complete opposite of his words.

Zhou Zhenghua naturally understood this. With a discreet nod, he began to earnestly explain to Zhang Beixing where these three gangs were located and the scale of their operations.

After they finished discussing these matters, the two exchanged phone numbers and contact information. They shared a knowing smile; everything was understood without words.

With an all-weather law enforcement recorder constantly active, Zhou Zhenghua indeed couldn't reveal too much to Zhang Beixing. But while he couldn't disclose specifics, a reminder was still possible. He merely told Zhang Beixing which gangs in Ancient Rome were more powerful.

As for whether Zhang Beixing would go to the gangs he mentioned or find any clues there, that was beyond Zhou Zhenghua's control. At least, he had given the warning. If the higher-ups blamed him later, he would have an explanation.

And Zhang Beixing, through his conversation with Zhou Zhenghua, had roughly figured out the situation. Simply put, the crime syndicate was very powerful—so powerful that Zhou Zhenghua, even as an Interpol officer, faced numerous restrictions during investigations and couldn't make a move against them.

If he didn't act, the case would remain stuck in his hands. When it came to assigning responsibility, Zhou Zhenghua, as the team leader, would undoubtedly bear the greatest share; this was inevitable. Therefore, to avoid this, Zhou Zhenghua had to find an outsider to break the deadlock.

And Zhang Beixing—powerful, well-connected, and with strong conflicts with this group—was clearly the best person to break the deadlock. That was why they'd had that earlier conversation.

He's really a cunning old fox, outsourcing the problem he can't solve himself, Zhang Beixing thought, understanding Zhou Zhenghua's plan. But it doesn't matter much; one way or another, I have to kill them. Using the last vestiges of their lives to extend my network into Interpol... this deal isn't a loss!

Then, taking two deep drags, he finished his cigarette, flicked it away casually, and caught up with the main group ahead. He started chatting with the others from his class, discussing where to go and hang out that day.

Amidst their discussion, time swiftly passed. In the blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

Thanks to the protection from three different forces, the students' safety was greatly ensured. This led them to go out and have fun immediately after disembarking from the plane, checking into the hotel, and dropping off their luggage. They played for the entire afternoon and had only just returned.

"Everyone, are we going out again tonight?" Zhang Beixing asked his classmates before they parted ways.

"No, no, we're not going out. We're too tired. Let's hang out tomorrow!" the students replied in unison, shaking their heads. Not a single one of them wanted to go out.

They had energy in the afternoon because of the excitement of being in an unfamiliar place; they wanted to see and explore everything. Now that this initial excitement had faded, the fatigue from the fourteen-hour flight and an afternoon of activities surged up simultaneously. It left them so tired they only wanted to return to their rooms and immediately fall asleep.

Hearing their responses, Zhang Beixing nodded in understanding. He then returned to his room to shower and change clothes.

When he emerged again, his appearance was completely transformed. He wore a black trench coat over long pants and a black flat-topped cap on his head. With the brim pulled down slightly, his entire face was hidden in shadow, making him unrecognizable.

Zhang Beixing recalled the intelligence he had obtained from Zhou Zhenghua that afternoon. He gripped the short spear in his hand tightly. A fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Passion, Brotherhood, Gladiator...

The hunt begins!