In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1308: Calling the Wind and Rain, Journey to the Continent 10

Shin-chan nodded and ran off again. Poison Hem watched Shin-chan's retreating figure, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. This child seemed innocent and naive, but who knew if he was doing it on purpose? He had to be careful; he couldn't let this child ruin his grand plan.

He walked towards that corner again, this time more carefully. He tried to avoid the crowd and not let anyone bump into him. Finally, he reached the vicinity of that corner.

He hid behind the crowd, secretly observing Mingxu and his group. They were still focused on the match and seemed unaware of his arrival. Poisonous heeded a secret joy; he felt his chance had come.

He was about to step forward and grab Mingxu when suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder. Duqin was startled and quickly turned around. He saw Chen Feng staring at him coldly, his eyes flashing with wariness.

"Who are you? What are you trying to do, sneaking around here?" Chen Feng asked coldly.

Hemlock felt a chill run down his spine; he knew his whereabouts had been exposed. He quickly forced a smile and said, "I... I came to watch the match, but I didn't expect to end up here."

"You're here to watch the game?" Chen Feng sneered. "You don't seem to be here to watch the game; you seem more like you're looking for someone."

Poison Hemlock had a bad feeling; he knew his lie had been exposed. He quickly turned to run away, but Chen Feng had already grabbed his arm.

Hemlock struggled desperately, but found he couldn't break free from Chen Feng's iron grip. A wave of panic washed over him, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Tell me, who exactly are you? What is your purpose in coming here?" Chen Feng's voice was even colder, and his eyes revealed an undeniable authority.

Hemlock's eyes darted around as he tried to fabricate another lie: "I... I'm just an ordinary spectator who got lost."

Chen Feng sneered: "Lost? Fine, I'll take you out and chat with the security personnel at the venue while I'm at it."

Upon hearing this, Hemlock's face turned deathly pale. He knew that once he was taken to the security personnel, his plan would be completely ruined, and he would face even more serious consequences.

Just as hemlock was becoming increasingly anxious, a sudden commotion arose from afar. It turned out that another fierce competition was taking place in the hall, with cheers and shouts from the audience rising and falling.

A thought flashed through Duqin's mind. Taking advantage of the moment when Chen Feng was distracted by the sound, he suddenly swung his arm, trying to break free from Chen Feng's control. Chen Feng reacted quickly, immediately increasing the force of his grip, but Duqin seized the opportunity to kick Chen Feng in the shin.

Chen Feng had no choice but to let go and take a step back. Taking advantage of this, Du Qin turned and ran into the crowd. As he ran, he kept looking back, afraid that Chen Feng would catch up.

Chen Feng watched the fleeing figure of the poison hemlock but did not immediately give chase. He turned to Mingxu's family and said, "You stay here and don't move. I'll go and bring this person back."

Mingxu nodded: "Uncle Chen, be careful."

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, someone like him can't hurt me." After saying that, he chased after the direction in which the poison hemlock had fled.

Hemlock weaved through the crowd, stumbling around like a headless fly. He secretly regretted his impulsive decision to come on this mission. Now, not only had he failed in his task, but he had also put himself in danger.

Just as he was desperately running away, he suddenly heard a shout from ahead: "Catch that suspicious person!"

Duqin's heart sank. He looked up and saw several security personnel from the venue surrounding him. It turned out that Chen Feng had notified the security personnel during the chase.

"Oh no, it looks like I'm doomed." Poison hemlock knew he was too weak to escape. Damn it. Just as he was about to give up, a familiar voice came from behind him: "Idiot! Get ready, we're leaving this place."

It was Pinellia ternata. A look of joy immediately appeared on the face of the poison hemlock. Before he could say anything, he felt a cloud of smoke appear around him. Then his body was bound by something and suddenly he was pulled up. It seemed that they were using ropes to escape from above.

But just when he felt he was about to succeed, a throwing knife flew by and cut the ropes binding them.

Their hands were suddenly empty, and they fell to the ground.

"Idiot, you think you can escape from here? Do you think we're all trash?" A speechless voice came from behind. It seemed that the throwing knife was thrown by the other party.

Duqin and Banxia fell heavily to the ground, wincing in pain. Banxia roared, "Who? Who ambushed us from the shadows!" A man dressed in black emerged slowly from the crowd, his eyes sharp and radiating a fierce aura.

"You wicked people, daring to cause trouble at the martial arts competition venue, don't even think about leaving here easily today," the man said coldly. Poisonous Citron gritted his teeth and said, "Mind your own business, or you'll regret it." With that, he struggled to his feet and assumed an attacking stance.

The man sneered, "With your paltry skills, you dare to show off in front of me?" Before he finished speaking, the man flashed forward like a ghost, appearing in front of Duqin and kicking him in the chest. Duqin was kicked away again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Banxia knew she couldn't escape today. A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes, and she pulled out a handful of poison powder from her bosom, scattering it at the man. The man reacted swiftly, quickly retreating a few steps while simultaneously waving his sleeve to deflect the poison powder back. The powder drifted back onto Banxia, ​​and she immediately let out a scream as her skin began to fester.

At this moment, Chen Feng also caught up. Looking at Duqin and Banxia on the ground, he coldly said, "You two villains have finally been caught." Security personnel also surrounded them. Knowing that all was lost, Duqin and Banxia collapsed to the ground, no longer struggling.

Chen Feng turned to Mingxu's family and said, "Are you alright? It's safe here now." Mingxu stepped forward and said, "Uncle Chen, we're fine. Thanks to your timely intervention." Guangzhi and Meiya also thanked him repeatedly. Chen Feng smiled and said, "You're welcome. Protecting you is my responsibility. However, there might be other accomplices here, so we still need to be careful."

Security personnel then took the hemlock and pinellia away. The venue returned to its previous lively state, and the competition continued.

However, after his own competition ended, Mingxu said goodbye to Misae and Hiroshi for the time being, and then pulled Chen Feng toward the place where Duqin and Banxia were being held. They had to hurry up and deal with this damned organization.

I subconsciously touched my small bag; the box was inside. The thing inside was a true treasure, but what were they going to do with it?

Upon arriving at the detention center, they found it surrounded by officials, the same people from the factory yesterday. Seeing the two of them arrive, they let them in. Inside, Old Zhang was interrogating them using a machine.

When Old Zhang saw Mingxu and Chen Feng enter, he nodded slightly, gesturing for them to come over. The instrument in his hand flickered with a faint light; Duqin and Banxia were strapped to chairs, their faces filled with pain and resentment.

"You've arrived." Old Zhang's voice was deep and powerful. "These two guys are very stubborn, but my instruments have extracted some useful information."

Mingxu curiously leaned closer and saw some complex waveforms and data displayed on the instrument screen. Old Zhang explained, "This is a record of their brain activity. By analyzing this data, we can deduce their psychological activities and memory fragments."

"That's amazing?" Mingxu exclaimed in amazement.

“Of course.” Old Zhang smiled smugly. “However, we can only extract some scattered information so far. They seem to be keeping the organization’s specific plans a secret.”

Chen Feng frowned: "Can we find any clues from this information?"

Old Zhang nodded: "Although the information is scattered, I still found some interesting things. For example, they mentioned a 'plan' that seems to be related to something, but they have no idea what the plan is for. It seems that only the leader knows."

“Plan?” Mingxu repeated the word, then took out the box with some uncertainty. “What kind of plan can this thing carry out?”

At this moment, Hemlock suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at Mingxu: "Kid, don't be too smug. Even if you know our plan, you can't stop us."

Mingxu glared back at him without flinching: "Then try it. We'll definitely stop you."

Old Zhang patted Mingxu on the shoulder: "Alright, don't bother with them. What we need to do now is find the organization's headquarters as soon as possible and destroy their plans."

Chen Feng nodded in agreement: "Yes, time is of the essence. We can't let them do whatever they want anymore."

So, the group began analyzing the information extracted by the instruments to determine the organization's possible hiding places. After some discussion and reasoning, they finally identified a suspicious location.

“That’s it,” Old Zhang said, pointing to a mark on the map. “This location meets all the conditions we analyzed, and it’s not too far from here.”

"This place seems a bit familiar," Mingxu thought, looking at the location.

"Mount Li," Chen Feng glanced at it and said casually.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the two exchanged a glance. Mount Li, plus that thing, no way?

"What have you thought of?" Old Zhang looked at them, somewhat puzzled.

"It's not clear yet, but it might be related to the First Emperor's Mausoleum." Mingxu stroked his chin, somewhat uncertain.