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  Xiao Yu left a small bloodstain on Officer Wang's uniform before he came out, which was the medium needed for the tracking mark skill. As long as the bloodstain existed for a day, Xiao Yu could detect the exact location of the clothes, unless Officer Wang washed his uniform and removed the stain.

  "Tracking mark used, Object - Wang Guochang, Location: Hongqiao Public Security Sub-Bureau."

  Xiao Yu decided to use the tracking mark to detect the guy's position every five minutes. He now hated Wang Guochang to the bone and would not let him off lightly no matter what.

  After eating two boxes of boxed meals and drinking a bowl of soup, the hunger and thirst finally dropped to zero, and his health also rose to 95%. Little Yu suddenly felt much more relaxed, and the wounds on his body no longer hurt.

  Even he admired his own strong recovery ability. If anyone else had suffered such a serious injury, they would have to lie in bed for at least ten days or half a month.

  Wang Kuang Chang is now at the police station, he can't move on his own, so it's better to go visit Grandpa first.

  The public security bureau was in an area that Xiao Yu wasn't familiar with, so he hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital that Old Su had mentioned.

  Hongmei Hospital is a local hospital, not very large in scale. It's three streets away from the wholesale market. Xiaoyu asked several staff members and soon found out that at noon, an old man was indeed sent to the hospital due to injuries from a fall and is currently in the observation room.

  Outside the observation room, Xiao Yu ran into three familiar people: Su, the owner of the pork stall; Li, the fishmonger; and Li Dama.

  Li Dama saw Little Yu and his eyes lit up, "Ah, Little Yu, how did you come back? We were still thinking of ways to go to the police station to bail you out!"

  "Yes, Little Yu, I heard from Li Dama that he was taken away by the police and we were all worried sick. Everyone is discussing this matter now, what happened? Did you suffer any losses inside?" Li asked anxiously.

  "Xiao Yu, we're afraid of Old Man Zhang getting anxious, so we snuck out to discuss this quietly. If he finds out, with his temper, he'll probably drag us to the police station even if he has to crawl there." Mr. Su also let out a deep sigh.

  Xiao Yu looked at these people with gratitude, thinking that his father and he still had a few friends in the market, if not for them, his father would have been beaten to death by those thugs.

  "Thanks a lot for your help today, uncles. The police asked me some questions about what happened and then let me go. How's my godfather doing? Is he in danger?" Little Yu didn't want to tell them about being beaten up in the small room at the police station. He wanted to handle his own affairs himself, and it wouldn't do any good to talk about this with these people anyway.

  Li Tou handed a stack of paper to Xiao Yu, "This is the doctor's diagnosis result. Old Zhang head was lucky, although he was beaten up, it was all superficial injuries, nothing serious, but this leg was broken. At his age, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover in a few months."

  "Is the leg broken?" Xiao Yu was shocked in his heart, took over the diagnosis report from Li's hand, and began to flip through it. Sure enough, on it were clearly written words indicating a fracture of the leg.

  "Xiao Yu, the injuries on his body are nothing to worry about," Su boss interrupted, "but Old Zhang has always been hot-headed and had a bad temper. This time he's suffered such a huge loss, I'm afraid he'll be so upset that he'll get heart disease!"

  Xiao Yu also knew Lao Zhang's character and deeply agreed with what Old Su said.

  Looking at the stack of receipts in his hand, Xiao Yu took out his wallet and said to Li, "Uncle Li, this time my godfather has troubled you, how much did it cost? I'll pay."

  Li shook his head and said, "Xiaoyu, I actually wanted to lend Old Zhang some money, but he had already given me the money. He's just that kind of person, doesn't like others lending him money. The doctor has already put a cast on Old Zhang's leg and said we need to observe for one night, tomorrow afternoon he can be discharged and go home to rest."

  Li Tou and the others still had business in three markets, it was inconvenient for them to stay here for a long time. Since Xiao Yu, this adopted son, came, they all bid farewell one after another and returned to manage their businesses.

  Xiao Yu thanked the three of them and saw them off all the way to the hospital entrance before turning back to the observation room.

  Pushing open the door of the observation room and taking a look, Old Zhang's head was probably tired, lying on the bed sleeping!

  Xiao Yu quietly walked in and sat down beside Old Zhang's bed.

  On the small table beside the bed were the apples that Li and his wife had bought. Xiao Yu picked one up and began to peel it quietly.

  "Is it Xiaoyu?" Old Zhang, who was not sleeping soundly, sensed that someone was beside him and asked.

  "Dad, are you awake? How do you feel? Is your leg very painful?" Little Yu brought his face close to Old Zhang's and asked with concern.

  Looking at his adopted son standing in front of him, Old Zhang's old face suddenly lit up with a radiant glow. He slowly raised his hand and patted Xiaoyu's shoulder, but his eyes welled up with murky tears. "Kid, I heard from Li Dama that you beat those little hooligans to a pulp? And then got caught by the police and taken to the station? Alas, your adoptive father has gotten into trouble again."

  Xiao Yu was stunned. Didn't Old Su and the others just say that they were hiding this matter of being caught by the police from Old Zhang? How did he know now?

  "Xiao Yu, don't blame Li Dama and them. My hearing is good, Su Laoban and them were talking outside the door, I heard it all."

  Xiao Yu only then realized that Old Zhang had been pretending to sleep earlier, and he had heard the conversation of the three people outside the door. Seeing that it was difficult for him to speak while lying down, Xiao Yu carefully helped him sit up, leaning against the bed frame, and handed him the apple in his hand, saying, "Dad, don't worry, I'm fine, see? The police just asked me a few questions and then let me go."

  Old Zhang nodded, put the apple back on the fruit plate, and continued, "Kid, I've lived for almost sixty years, and it wasn't until today that I understood a truth: in this world, if you don't want to be bullied, you have to be even more ruthless than the bully. Kid, you did the right thing! I approve! When it's time to take action, you gotta take action!"

  "I'm old Zhang, useless and muddled through most of my life. Now I've been beaten up by a few young thugs. Xiao Yu, you're a thousand times better than me! But, Uncle wants to remind you that for small people like us to rise up and become someone, we must be extra careful and cautious, never impulsive! We need to have the word 'endurance' in our minds!"

  Xiao Yu understood what Old Zhang meant, he was worried about himself. "Dad, I understand, don't worry, today's account, I will slowly settle with them, my son will definitely have a future, at that time, only we can bully them, it won't be their turn to bully us!"

  Old Zhang was overjoyed, ignoring the remaining tears on his face, and hugged Xiao Yu tightly, even the depressed and angry mood after being beaten dissipated a lot.

  Xiao Yu pulled out the three things he had bought for Old Zhang's head from his pocket. In the police station, although Xiao Yu was brutally beaten by Wang Guochang, he deliberately protected the three things in his pocket and they were not damaged.

  Xiao Yu put the headphones on Lao Zhang's head, pressed the play button, and listened to the Peking Opera 3 miles away. Lao Zhang's face seemed to bloom like an old chrysanthemum, humming softly with the headphones in his mouth, but his eyes slowly closed, and before long, a snoring sound came out, and he fell asleep leaning against the headboard.

  The old man was really too tired today, with injuries on his legs and worries about Little Yu in his heart. He hadn't had a good rest all along, but now he could finally get a good sleep.

  Xiao Yu helped Old Zhang cover himself with a quilt and quietly exited the room.

  He just used "Tracking Mark" again and found that Wang Guochang was no longer at the police station.

  "This kid should be heading home from work now?" Xiaoyu sat on the bench outside the observation room, checking Wang Guochang's location every five minutes.

  Twenty minutes later, Wang Guochang stayed in one place for a while without moving, this should be his destination.

  "Tracking mark used, Object - Wang Guochang, Location: No. 157 Huayuan Road."

  Xiao Yu waited for another twenty minutes and confirmed again that Wang Guochang had not come out since he arrived at this place, only then did he feel at ease.

  Lao Zhang was sleeping soundly inside, and Xiao Yu decided to sneak around first to get a sense of the situation.

  Out of the hospital, just saw a taxi stopped at the door, Xiaoyu got on the taxi and said to the driver, "Master, I'm going to No. 157 Huayuan Road!"

  The driver hesitated for a moment, looked at Xiaoyu through the rearview mirror and asked, "Young man, are you sure this is the right address?"

  Xiao Yu felt a little strange in her heart, "What? Could it be that there's something wrong with this address?"

  Couldn't help but throw a mind-reading trick over there.

  "Target: Taxi driver, intermediate mind-reading result: This 'paradise on earth' is a place for rich people to have fun, but this young man's clothes don't look very good, he doesn't seem like a rich person, did I get the address wrong?"

  Xiao Yu finally understood that this address represented a place called 'Tian Shang Ren Jian', not Wang Kuang Chang's home. What is this kid doing there? It seems that ordinary people can't afford to consume there, it should be a high-end entertainment club.

  "Yes, please send me to heaven." Little Yu replied affirmatively.

  The driver saw Xiaoyu say so surely and didn't bother to talk nonsense. He was just a driver, after all, and couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters.

  The taxi got on the elevated road and drove for about twenty minutes before getting off, turning several corners, and stopping at a quiet intersection.

  "Hey kid, this is Huayuan Road. Walk forward for 5 or 6 minutes and you'll reach 'Tian Shang Ren Jian'. Taxis can't get in there, only private cars are allowed. I won't take you all the way, it's not convenient to turn around." The driver said as he pressed the meter.

  This was exactly what Xiaoyu had in mind, so he took out his wallet and paid the fare before getting off at the street corner.

  Took a look at the street sign, and it was indeed Garden Road.

  From a distance, I saw the neon lights flashing in front of me. The huge words "Tian Shang Ren Jian" stood on top of a building, and it seemed that this entertainment club was quite large in scale.

  Tall trees are planted on both sides of Huayuan Road, the street is clean and tidy, and the environment is very quiet.

  Xiao Yu walked along the garden road, and after a few minutes, a five-story tall European-style building appeared on his right side. In front of the building was a large parking lot with several high-end cars parked inside, surrounded by iron railings. At the entrance, there was a security booth where two guards were patrolling back and forth.

  A Mercedes-Benz sedan drove up from behind, and Xiao Yu deliberately slowed down his pace. The sedan was indeed going to "Tian Shang Ren Jian". After saying a few words with the security guard at the entrance, the owner showed a card-like thing before being allowed to pass through. It seems that this place is not somewhere just anyone can enter.

  It's still early now, and after the Mercedes-Benz car went in, no one came for a long time. The two security guards huddled together and started smoking.

  Xiao Yu walked around in a circle and came back, then sat down in a hidden location about 7 or 8 meters away from the gate, leaning against the wall. He strained his ears to listen to what the two security guards were talking about.

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