Chapter 1445 - 1445: As If Only Yesterday

After some casual chatting, Xiao Feng learned that this Observer boss was named Zhao Yingbiao.

The man's speech and manner were quite warm, and he seemed to have a good temper, giving off the feeling of someone who gets familiar with people very quickly.

But in Xiao Feng's view, if Zhao Yingbiao came looking for him in the middle of the night just to shoot the breeze, that would be a bit too ridiculous.

However, that wasn't the key point.

The key was, since the guy could show up at the hospital entrance, that meant he'd been tailing him for at least a while…

Which brought up a question.

When did Zhao Yingbiao start watching him?

And what exactly had he seen?

Besides that, there was another thing Xiao Feng couldn't figure out.

In the past, whenever someone secretly spied on him, he would feel a warning in his heart.

He could even sense it through a surveillance camera.

So why had that always-reliable warning failed when it came to Kong Xiuming and Zhao Yingbiao, one after the other?

"Yanhuang, interested in joining the Observers?" Zhao Yingbiao suddenly asked, his tone still sounding like he was joking.

Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, his smile tinged with amusement: "Didn't you previously have Kong Xiuming warn me off? How come you're suddenly trying to recruit me now?"

"Did I ever give that kind of order?" Zhao Yingbiao looked genuinely puzzled. "I've been too busy lately, so whether or not there was the warning you mentioned—

anyway, I came to you with a lot of sincerity."

...

Back at Jinyue Garden, Xiao Feng walked along the lantern-lit, decorated street, thinking it over and over, and decided that the whole reason Zhao Yingbiao had sought him out this time seemed to be to invite him to join the Observers.

Entering the villa, Xiao Feng did a head count and discovered that compared to before the war, not only was no one missing, there was actually one more.

The extra one was, of course, Lin Jiaxuan, whose appearance had changed quite a bit.

"Little Xuan, they say girls change a lot between childhood and adulthood, but you just get uglier every time." Xiao Feng teased with a grin.

Lin Jiaxuan snorted coldly. "Who the hell are you, do I know you?"

After going through their usual routine of trading barbs, Xiao Feng told everyone the story of Zhao Yingbiao coming to find him.

Before anyone could offer a constructive suggestion, a figure jumped in: "With such a lively scene, how could you possibly do without me!"

Hua Ling stood with her hands on her hips, looking very pleased.

Putting down the gift box she was holding, Hua Ling gathered everyone. "I'm here today to tell you all some good news… Hey, hey, hey, what's with those expressions?

Listen to me, it is absolutely extremely, extremely good news!"

Everyone asked about it, and the result was somewhat unexpected.

The good news Hua Ling was talking about wasn't that they had captured a whole batch of Devil's Concentration Camp elite members, but that countries around the world had already set up organizations similar to Huaxia's Demon Suppression Action Team.

And as of today, the agreements had been formally signed; they would share all intelligence with each other and, once the time was ripe, launch a full-scale offensive.

"Once the Devil's Concentration Camp is wiped out, won't you be laid off?" the little girl scoffed. "You're about to be out of a job and still this happy—your heart's really big."

"Bah!" Hua Ling said indignantly. "Just because the Devil's Concentration Camp is gone, does that mean other underground crime organizations won't stir up trouble?"

Xiao Feng thought it over seriously and felt that even if the Devil's Concentration Camp fell, the Demon Suppression Action Team was very unlikely to disband on the spot.

A force like that had a reason to exist, both externally and internally.

Of course, how to supervise it and ensure no internal problems arose was another matter.

Before long, dumplings were served. The injured lay in bed, eating dumplings while teasing each other, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

...

Three more months passed after the Spring Festival.

Hua Ling brought another piece of news that caught Xiao Feng off guard: the global offensive against the Devil's Concentration Camp was about to be launched.

This felt somewhat unreal to Xiao Feng; three months, just ninety days, and they were already launching a full-on assault?

But as it turned out, many things that sounded fantastical often were reality.

Two days after Hua Ling relayed the message, all internal members of the Demon Suppression Action Team, along with Xiao Feng and the others, attended the pre-war preparation conference.

The equipment mentioned in the meeting and the combined forces each country would deploy—despite Xiao Feng's composure, he still felt deeply shocked.

Under the collective encirclement and suppression by all nations, half of the Devil's Concentration Camp's branches were wiped out in a single night.

The fighting lasted for two days, and this massive organization that all major crime syndicates feared and kept their distance from was uprooted entirely.

The only blemish was that even under such intense pressure, quite a few remnants of the Devil's Concentration Camp still managed to escape and scatter.

They were like seeds strewn across the world; perhaps many years from now, they would make a comeback and grow into another Devil's Concentration Camp.

But thinking it through, that was unavoidable.

Or rather, even if every last person in the Devil's Concentration Camp was eliminated, as long as the evil thoughts in human hearts remained, sooner or later another Devil's Concentration Camp would appear.

And evil thoughts are obviously hard to root out!

Two more months passed, and Old Ha and the others, who had finished recovering from their injuries, came looking for Xiao Feng.

"Boss, now that the Devil's Concentration Camp's gone, what about us…" Old Ha asked nervously.

The others all looked a bit tense as well.

Everyone knew that the reason Xiao Feng had gathered them was to destroy the Devil's Concentration Camp.

Now that the Devil's Concentration Camp no longer existed, was there still any point in them staying?

Given Boss Xiao's usual stingy style, there was a high chance he'd stick to the principle of 'cutting costs' and persuade everyone to leave.

Each back to their home, each back to their mama.

However, Xiao Feng said, "You still have the nerve to ask me? You've been lying around for so long—hurry the hell up and get off your asses and back to work!"

"Got it!" Old Ha shouted, then took the whole crew and bolted off.

Everyone felt the same way: turns out getting yelled at could actually feel pretty good.

After everyone left, Xiao Feng sat in the round-backed chair, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

Previously, the Devil's Concentration Camp had always been the target he was striving toward.

Now that the target was gone, he unexpectedly felt a kind of emptiness inside, as if something was missing.

Just then, two dry coughs sounded from outside the door.

Xiao Feng's thoughts were interrupted, and he lifted his eyes toward the doorway.

Outside the main door, a woman was standing there.

She wore a white dress, spotless, a faint smile on her pretty face. Her beautiful eyes were like autumn water, with ripples gently stirring within.

"Rou'Er!" Xiao Feng sprang to his feet and rushed toward Liu Qingrou, who was standing at the door.

Liu Qingrou opened her arms and threw herself into the embrace she had longed for day and night.

The two figures held each other tightly, and everything around them seemed to fall still.

At that moment, time seemed to flow back to the very beginning.

That year, that bar—it felt like just yesterday…