Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Are you really… a member of the Special Search Team?

Cheng Jiashu's eyes quickly scanned over, rapidly comparing the photograph on the man's credentials with the profile of the person in front of him, his mind racing with thoughts.

The man in the raincoat looked at him coldly:

"Please immediately state your identity and explain your presence here, and cooperate with the investigation."

The tone carried an official accent, permeated with a sense of authority.

Cheng Jiashu steadied himself, slowly withdrawing his aggressive stance, quickly organizing his words to explain:

"I am a community volunteer for Chenxi Home, here to visit the children today."

"Because the rain was so heavy, I stayed over for the time being. Earlier, I heard some strange noises and thought there might be an intruder, so I came out to check."

His explanation sounded logical and watertight.

However, the other party was evidently not fully convinced.

Under the brim of the raincoat, eyes sharp as an eagle's were fixated on him:

"You are not an ordinary volunteer."

"The speed and reaction you displayed earlier far exceed normal human limits."

"What is your explanation for that?"

A sudden thump in Cheng Jiashu's heart, he slightly lowered his head, avoiding the other's scrutinizing gaze.

Deep within his eyes, a barely detectable fierce glint quietly flashed.

His hands, hanging by his side, had already silently clenched into fists.

The power within his body began to stir.

Just as he was ready to settle this problem at all costs...

The man named "Zhou Liang" unexpectedly spoke again:

"You are... the mysterious person passing information to our Special Search Team, right?"

The questioning tone seemed to carry a hint of sudden realization.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiashu was momentarily stunned.

The fists he had tightly clenched unconsciously relaxed a bit.

He lifted his head, with a trace of appropriate surprise and doubt in his eyes:

"How did you guess? I don't think I've exposed my identity, right?"

His reaction seemed both like he had been read thoroughly and testing.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Seeing Cheng Jiashu react this way, Zhou Liang let out a soft snort from his nostrils, his tone becoming more certain:

"Noah Organization's East Capital Branch almost went all out tonight; if it were merely to deal with a few ordinary kids in this orphanage, it would be overreacting."

"They must have a highly valuable special target in mind, and just so, our Special Search Team received important intelligence."

"A traitor has emerged from Noah Organization's higher-ups, codenamed 'White Owl,' rumored to have stolen the core secrets of the organization, and is currently on the run in East City."

Saying this, Zhou Liang deliberately paused, staring intently at Cheng Jiashu's face:

"You appearing here tonight, showing such exceptional vigilance and skills far beyond ordinary; if you're not the White Owl, then who are you?"

"Moreover, you've been hiding in this orphanage, deliberately passing us information about Noah Organization's actions, intending to use our Special Search Team's strength to help you eliminate the enemies pursuing you, haven't you?"

This string of deductions sounded so logically coherent, seamless.

Cheng Jiashu remained silent, looking at the other with a complex gaze.

From these words, he captured a lot of crucial information.

Noah Organization, traitor, White Owl, core secrets...

These words were like scattered pieces, quickly assembling in his mind, attempting to reconstruct a vague outline of the truth.

After a moment, he slowly started speaking, his voice carrying a hint of deepness.

"I am not White Owl."

"The reason I stayed here was merely to protect those innocent children."

Cheng Jiashu resolutely denied it, what he said was indeed the genuine truth.

Yet, his facial expression, the heaviness between his brows, seemed to acknowledge a certain unknown secret identity.

"Heh heh."

Zhou Liang seemed unsurprised by his denial, letting out a contemptuous chuckle:

"Since you're not White Owl, then who took care of those few Noah Organization assassins that infiltrated?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiashu glanced at the distant utility room.

Thinking, wasn't it you who handled it?

However, on the surface, he remained calm, quietly making plans.

Using this ambiguous approach to get through the current identity crisis.

Better yet, even turning the tables, extracting more useful information from the other party's mouth.

Zhou Liang didn't persist on this question, quickly shifting the subject:

"Our Special Search Team, in principle, has the duty to apprehend and interrogate any undocumented superpower users and personnel from unknown forces."

"However..."

His tone slowed slightly.

"If Mr. White Owl is willing to show enough sincerity and engage in deep cooperation with our Special Search Team to jointly combat the harmful entity of the Noah Organization, we are not unreasonable..."

These words undoubtedly extended an olive branch.

Cheng Jiashu remained silent, seemingly weighing the pros and cons of the other party's proposal.

Just at that moment, a series of chaotic sounds came from outside the walls of Chenxi Home.

That was the sound of many footsteps treading on accumulated water, accompanied by the faint clattering of metal objects.

It sounded like a large group was assembling, surrounding the orphanage!

Cheng Jiashu's brows lifted, a look of puzzlement and suspicion appearing on his face.

Zhou Liang quickly turned his head, gazing out into the dark rain outside the window.

His gaze flickered momentarily, muttering under his breath:

"It seems, the Noah Organization can't hold back any longer and has started to act."

Then he turned around, his gaze refocusing on Cheng Jiashu, speaking rapidly: