Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Zhang Gulian lay in bed with her eyes open but motionless, looking unwell.

From Aunt Zhang’s reference, it could be inferred that she was, indeed, Zhang Gulian’s sister.

Feng?

Upon hearing her son’s name, Zhang Gulian finally reacted and turned her head with difficulty, saying vaguely, “Feng… has Feng returned?”

A mother’s love is the most selfless love in the world.

Seeing Zhang Gulian’s current state, one could imagine what she had been through during Bai Feng’s disappearance.

In just two short months, the once vigorous, humorous, and

life-philosophy-filled optimistic old lady had become what she was now.

And all this was still courtesy of Chen Jianghe.

Like those residents struggling to get by in the haunted building, those high-ranking individuals only needed to utter a word to bring countless people and families to financial ruin and destruction.

Lin Mo sighed inwardly, crouched by the bed, and said, “Auntie Zhang, do you still remember…”

Before he could finish, he saw Zhang Guilin’s tears suddenly flow, and with an unknown surge of strength, she grabbed him, sobbing and tremblingly said, “Son… you’ve returned… you’ve finally come back… I’ve been so worried about you… Come here… come here and give Mom a hug…”

“Where have you been lately… what have you been doing…”

Auntie Zhang, standing beside them, quickly apologized to Lin Mo with an apologetic tone, “Sorry, young man, my sister hasn’t been in good health recently, she’s been through a lot, and her mind is also…”

Lin Mo sighed, nodded understandingly, then gently patted Zhang Guilin’s back, and after a moment of silence, he said, “Mom, don’t worry, I’ve just been too busy with work recently and didn’t have time to visit you.”

Tears instantly filled Aunt Zhang’s eyes, and she turned away, quietly wiping them.

Lin Mo took a deep breath and comforted, “Mom, please calm down, could you let go of me first?”

Zhang Guilin nodded slightly, let go of Lin Mo, and asked with teary eyes, “What exactly have you been doing all this time? I couldn’t find you no matter how hard I looked. Do you know how worried I’ve been?”

“I…” Lin Mo calmed himself down and then solemnly said, “Mom, I was on a secret mission. We were ordered to keep it confidential, so 1 couldn’t inform you in time, I’m sorry.”

Zhang Guilin pressed further, “What mission? I’ve been worried sick about you. Can’t you tell Mom…”

“Mom, you’ve been a lifelong loyal party member, what about your party spirit and principles?” Lin Mo said gravely, “Can we disclose matters that are meant to be confidential by our superiors?”

Zhang Guilin was old and very ill, sometimes clearheaded and sometimes confused.

But upon hearing Lin Mo’s mention of confidentiality principles, she still nodded and said, “I understand… I won’t ask, I won’t ask anymore… Are you hungry? I’ll make your favorite steamed buns for you, just wait… I’ll get up now…”

Lin Mo stopped her and continued, “Mom, please rest. I still haven’t finished my task and need to get back to work right away, but don’t worry, it won’t be long before I come back.”

“You must eat on time and take care of your health, waiting for me to return!”

When she heard her son was leaving, Zhang Guilin’s expression instantly became distressed, but hearing that he had a mission, she ultimately couldn’t speak words of retention, instead repeatedly instructing him to be careful, to take care of himself, to return soon…

After chatting with her a bit more, Zhang Guilin gradually fell asleep.

She was very weak now and she had been too excited just a moment ago; she was already spent.

Lin Mo walked gently out of the bedroom, with the Aunt Zhang who had opened the door following behind him.

Standing in the living room, Aunt Zhang said with a complicated expression, “Thank you, young man, for the trouble. My sister hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in days, just staring blankly in bed… If this goes on, I don’t know…” She couldn’t help but cry again.

Lin Mo didn’t know how to console her.

After a few more words with Aunt Zhang, Lin Mo left Bai Feng’s house.

As he passed by the ‘House of Glory’ sign, Lin Mo paused for a few seconds and wiped the dust off the plaque with his sleeve.

Looking at the golden letters covered in dust now shining brightly again, Lin Mo took a deep breath and continued downstairs.

Once seated in the car, Lin Mo began to apply makeup.

After practicing for two days, his technique had improved, and it took much less time than before.

Before long,

the 30-year-old spirited young man had vanished, leaving only a middle-aged man in the car with deep wrinkles on his face but still maintaining strong personal charisma and the appearance of a wealthy businessman.

Once again transformed into Mo Wen, Lin Mo first stopped by a fishing tackle shop to buy some equipment and then drove to Hengyun River Fishing Ground on Minghai Island.

According to the Intelligence System, Chen Shanhe was supposed to be fishing there today.

It was a long journey,

by the time Lin Mo arrived at the fishing ground, it was already afternoon.

Hengyun River Fishing Ground was a high-end fishing spot.

Lin Mo parked the car at the entrance, just about to enter with his fishing gear, when he was stopped by security.

After asking, he learned that the fishing ground was membership-only, and without a membership, no amount of money would grant access to fish there. Lin Mo also inquired about the requirements for membership or how much it would cost..