?Reading on mobile phone Receiving Ho Muqing's call, Qin Feng rushed over to find her immediately. Eight-zero e-book Shu, the police officer, was absent—only Ho, the beautiful woman, remained. In front of her was a tablet, playing a video. On screen, a woman wearing a baseball cap and a long coat placed a parcel on the counter of a courier company. This was footage captured by the courier's surveillance cameras, with low resolution—no facial detail of the sender was visible. Based only on her figure and attire, it could be inferred that she was a young woman. Ho pointed to the screen and said, "The sender completed the forms and packaging outside, then placed the items directly on the counter. The shipping fee was already prepared, so no change was needed—the entire process took less than a minute." Qin Feng found the sender's silhouette familiar, yet couldn't recall where he had seen her before. "Are there any other pieces of evidence?" he asked. With only a silhouette, it was difficult to establish a clear case. He Muqing replied, "While I was in Beijing, I interviewed the staff on duty at the time. According to his recollection, the sender wore large sunglasses, which made it difficult for him to notice much about the sender's facial features. The only thing he remembered was that the sender had a pointed chin, and the hair tucked beneath the baseball cap seemed slightly dyed, not pure black." What kind of evidence is that? It's as if nothing has been said at all. Qin Feng frowned, saying, "I told you, He Beauty, we've only managed to gather such meager details—how can you possibly show off to me like this?" He Muqing raised her elegant brows and widened her bright eyes, saying, "You're satisfied with that? You still think it's not enough? If you had the ability, wouldn't you have found it on your own? Then why would you need my help?" Qin Feng shrugged, "Since you managed to spot subtle clues in the courier company's surveillance footage, why not also retrieve video footage from other cameras around the area during the same time period? It shouldn't be difficult to determine what the woman did and where she lived." He Beauty said angrily, "Don't you think I know how I've checked everyone thoroughly—no leads at all. It turns out the other party is very careful, deliberately choosing routes without surveillance cameras. What can I do? Without knowing who they are or what their intentions are, Qin Feng simply couldn't ease his mind. Seeing him remain silent, He Muqing changed her tone and said, "From the video, the other party seems quite polite. If they truly intended to harm you, why not send a bomb directly? Honestly, our national express delivery system is quite disorganized—often, the pre-shipment inspection for goods is completely skipped. For plastic bombs, even if such inspections are carried out, they usually go undetected. By the way, what exactly did she send you?" Qin Feng lied, saying, "A souvenir." He Muqing, being exceptionally intelligent, immediately grasped the key point: "A souvenir? One related to the Death Island, surely? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so anxious." Qin Feng, don't you intend to be honest with me by now? Qin, the young man, grumbled irritably, "Honest? What do you mean honest? I'm talking about a confession—after all, you're so beautiful, I've always found you attractive. Can you just be my girlfriend? Otherwise, let's go to a hotel right now and after we've finished, you can ask me anything and I'll answer it." "You're so dull! I'm trying to talk about serious matters!" Hu, the beautiful woman, was furious. "What I've just said is serious!" Qin Feng was completely exasperated, and he kept gazing at her with a dreamy, dazed expression, hoping to rile her up so she wouldn't keep hovering over him like a ghost. Hu Muqing, on the other hand, didn't get upset at all. She straightened her ample chest proudly, making sure he could see her strong business lines, and her bright, sparkling eyes transformed into rosy, affectionate glances, constantly sending electric sparks toward him. Oh well, here comes a female tough guy—can't I just bow and concede now? "Qin Feng, I have a proposal. As long as you agree, I guarantee your personal safety will be completely secure!" The beautiful woman spoke with a warm, magnetic tone. Qin, however, would hardly believe it. His lifelong principle had always been: seize your own destiny—never hand it over to others, or you'll end up in serious trouble. Seeing that he remained unmoved, He Muqing continued, "The Ministry of National Defense is preparing to establish a special task force to handle assignments that other departments cannot manage. The selection process follows the principle of 'heroes need not be from renowned backgrounds'—anyone with a specific skill who is willing to serve the nation will be considered, regardless of their background. You are a truly rare talent—perhaps you should consider it." Qin Feng remained unconvinced. Serving the nation? He'd wait. No, he thought—serving the nation means serving certain powerful figures! After so much effort to break free from the chains of the Death Island, he now wanted to add another one on top. What kind of illness is that? How determined Ms. He still is. She added, "Qin Feng, no wall is ever completely sealed—eventually, your identity will come to light. By then, you’ll know exactly what will happen. Even if you’ve never committed any crimes in China, can you really expect to remain untouched? Far from it. China has its own International Police Division. No matter where you commit offenses, they’ll tirelessly pursue and bring you to justice. But as long as you join the Special Unit, you become a national asset—your past records are wiped clean, and no one has the right to hold you accountable. Isn’t that wonderful?" It sounds promising, but who knows if it’s a trap? Everything seems perfect before you step in—everything is just flawless—yet once you commit, your grandfather will have to become your grandson. There’s never a free meal, nor a good deal that requires no investment. Since the terms offered are so generous, it clearly means you’ll have to make greater sacrifices. Qin Feng shook his head. Compared to freedom, a little risk truly didn't matter to him. Hee Muqing slammed the table. "How can you have so little patriotism? The country has nurtured you for so many years..." "Wait!" Qin Feng interrupted her, countering: "Has the country really nurtured me? For the first five years, it was my parents who raised me. After that, it was the Island of Death—how does that relate to the country in any way?" Hee Muqing protested: "Without such a harmonious society, how could you have existed at all? So ultimately, you must thank society." "I thank it!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth. "I thank it for its complete indifference after I was taken away—never once thinking of rescuing me! If it hadn't been for that indifference, how could I have become the person I am today?" Hee Muqing was left speechless. Qin Feng was simply unyielding. She had deliberately excluded Shu Yajing to make the conversation easier—yet, in the end, she achieved nothing. She gave her eyes a quick flick and added, "By the way, here's another piece of news—the one of the Four Pillars of Shengmen, the Thunder Dragon, appeared in Plain City last night. What do you think he's here for?" Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, "What else could he be doing? Coming to die, that's what!"