Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

The hint on that mysterious note made him realize one thing.

Tonight's threat to the orphanage wasn't just from a few small fry; there was likely a mastermind from the higher-ups of the Noah Organization.

He must stay to ensure the children's safety.

At this moment, Cheng Jiashu's ears moved slightly, catching a hint of something unusual.

It wasn't coming from outside the house, but from upstairs.

He sniffed the air and instantly darted forward like a leopard, quietly and stealthily approaching.

At the doorway of a vacant storage room on the second floor, he suddenly stopped.

A faint scent of blood wafted through the crack under the door, mingling with the damp air and sharply piercing the senses.

Cheng Jiashu hesitated for a moment and then slowly extended his hand, gently pushing open the slightly ajar door.

Gululu—

A round object rolled out from inside the room, stopping right by his feet.

In the flash of lightning outside the window, Cheng Jiashu saw clearly.

It was, unmistakably, a human head!

The deceased's eyes were wide open, with a look of extreme terror and disbelief frozen on the face.

As if they had seen some incomprehensible terrifying monster right before death.

The neck showed an unnatural twisted angle, evidently broken forcefully by brute strength.

It was one of the Noah assassins who had previously infiltrated.

Cheng Jiashu's gaze turned instantly cold.

He bent down, touched the blood with his fingertips, and conducted a simple examination of the corpse to confirm the time of death and the manner of victimization.

Then, his sharp eyes scanned the interior of the room.

In the corner, there was another corpse, equally as miserable in death.

At this moment, a shadowy black figure, like a specter, flashed past the corner of his eye!

Quickly to an unbelievable extent, it only brought a faint breeze that was almost negligible.

Cheng Jiashu's eyes instantly narrowed, his blood seemed to boil in that moment.

Without any hesitation, he shot out like an arrow from a bow, pursuing in the direction where the shadow disappeared.

His speed was equally astonishing, maneuvering deftly in the narrow and dim hallway, his footsteps barely making a sound, akin to lightning darting through.

About to catch up with the fleeing shadow ahead, Cheng Jiashu's fingers suddenly spread wide.

With a tearing howl through the air, they transformed into the sharp claws of a wild beast, fiercely grabbing at the vital point of the target's rear.

This deadly strike, fast, accurate, ruthless, carried the violent and powerful strength within him!

In a split second, the black figure ahead running at high speed suddenly twisted with a bizarre angle completely defying human logic.

This move was like a boneless snake, deftly avoiding Cheng Jiashu's gutting claw!

More surprising to Cheng Jiashu, the figure slipped slightly sideways after dodging the attack, instantly distancing several meters.

Then, it abruptly stopped, spinning around to face him.

This was a tall figure, shrouded in a black raincoat, with an unremarkable face.

The figure stopped without any extraneous movement, directly pulling out a deep blue badge from its coat, holding it up to Cheng Jiashu.

"Special Search Team, on case!"

A cold and stiff voice came forth, devoid of any emotion.

Immediately, the shadow spoke again in an unquestionably authoritative tone:

"Your actions just now have already amounted to assaulting law enforcement personnel, obstructing special duties, violating Article Seven of the Special Affairs Law, constituting a major criminal offense!"

Cheng Jiashu's movements froze instantly, a trace of astonishment appearing on his face.

He looked at the badge in the opponent's hand, clear and discernible in the dim light.

Under the badge of crossed golden shield and blade, a line of prominent bold letters was displayed:

[Special Affairs Investigation Team, East City Detective Squad, Second-level Officer, Zhou Liang].

At the bottom of the badge, there was a clear steel stamp and a unique serial number.