Lu Tingchen kept his word.
From the second day on, in addition to the intense restoration and alert work in the manor, there was a new and covert daily routine - the special training of Su Wanwan.
The training ground is located in a specially modified and highly soundproof safety floor in the basement. Here, various basic physical training equipment, reaction ranges, and even a small tactical practice area that simulates different environments are all available.
Lu Tingchen himself served as the instructor. His teaching style was just like his own - calm, strict, efficient, and even a bit cold.
On the first day, it was a basic test of physical fitness and reaction speed. Su Wanwan has been drawing at her desk for years. Although she has recovered well after giving birth, her physical fitness and core strength are far from meeting the requirements for dealing with danger. Just the high-intensity interval running and the maintenance of basic fighting postures made her muscles ache and she was sweating profusely.
"Get up." Lu Tingchen's voice had no warmth at all. Looking at Su Wanwan, who was panting on the mat, he said, "The enemy won't give you time to rest."
Su Wanwan gritted her teeth, propped herself up with legs that seemed to be filled with lead, and stood up again, her eyes stubborn. She knew her foundation was weak, so she had to put in more effort.
A barely perceptible trace of heartache flashed deep in Lu Tingchen's eyes, but it was soon replaced by a deeper determination. The pain now is for being able to survive in the future.
Apart from physical fitness, there is more technical training.
How to use everything around you as temporary weapons (pens, keys, even high heels);
How to quickly identify dangers in the environment and escape routes;
How to break free from different forms of restraint;
The most basic firearm safety knowledge and shooting posture (using a specially designed low recoil training gun);
Even including how to identify and track, and how to send hidden distress signals...
Every day, Su Wanwan seems to be shedding a layer of skin. There were many bluish-purple bruises on my body, my palms were chafed and scab over, and I was so exhausted that I almost fell asleep as soon as I touched the bed. But her eyes grew brighter and more determined day by day.
Although Lu Tingchen is strict, he also shows silent care in the details. After her training was over, she would silently hand her warm water and a towel. When she couldn't sleep at night due to muscle soreness, he would patiently massage her to help her relax with his clumsy techniques. When she successfully completes a difficult move, he will give her an extremely brief but enough approving look to make her heart race.
This feeling of working side by side and transforming together strangely deepened the bond between the two. They are not only husband and wife, but also like comrades-in-arms about to head to the battlefield together.
While Su Wanwan was training hard, the storm outside did not subside.
Lu Tingchen's revenge came swiftly and fiercely.
Those insiders who were exposed vanished completely after "confessing" all the information they knew, as if they had never existed.
The mercenary who was captured alive, after undergoing a series of "special treatments", finally spat out a crucial intermediate contact method and a vague code name - "Nightingale".
Following the thread of "Nightingale", Lu Tingchen mobilized a vast amount of dark web resources and funds, tracing layer by layer. Although he has not yet found the final employer, he unexpectedly intercepted another interesting information flow.
"Mr. Lu," that day, Qin Hao came to the basement training ground with a newly decrypted piece of intelligence, waiting for Lu Tingchen to come out. "We have monitored that a recent encrypted communication node of 'Nightingale' has an activity trajectory that is..." There is a high degree of overlap with the area where the elderly Lady's nursing home is located."
Lu Tingchen had just finished instructing Su Wanwan on a series of consecutive close combat movements. Hearing this, his hand wiping the sweat paused slightly, and his eyes instantly darkened.
Lin Wanru? !
Is it her again?
Nursing home... Regional overlap... Is it a coincidence? Or...
He took the tablet, quickly browsed through the data on it, frowning. Intelligence shows that the node signal used by "Nightingale" has appeared within a five-kilometer radius of the nursing home three times in the past week.
Can it be precisely located inside the sanatorium? He asked coldly.
For the time being, it's not possible. The opponent's counter-reconnaissance capability is very strong, but the signal is very weak and jumping. But the probability of three coincidences is too low." Qin Hao replied cautiously.
Lu Tingchen silently looked at the data, his gaze deep and profound. Mother... What role exactly does she play in this game of chess? Was it forced? Is it collaboration? Or... Deeper dominance?
He glanced at Su Wanwan, who was gritting her teeth and practicing quickly changing magazines in the training ground. She worked so hard to become stronger and protect this family, but the potential threat might come from within the family...
"Add more staff to keep a close eye on all people entering and leaving the nursing home and their communication." " He gave the order, his voice devoid of emotion, "especially..." The people around her."
"Yes." "
Just then, a soft "click" sound came from the training ground, accompanied by Su Wanwan's low, painful cry.
Lu Tingchen's expression changed instantly and he turned around and rushed in!
Su Wanwan was seen clutching her wrist, her face turning pale from the pain, and a training magazine was dropped on the ground. Obviously, while practicing quick loading, I made a mistake and twisted my wrist.
What's wrong? Let me see!" Lu Tingchen immediately stepped forward, carefully held her wrist and examined her. His movements instantly changed from the cold commander he had just been to a tense and worried husband.
It's okay... It seems I twisted it by accident..." Su Wanwan said, breathing in the cold air.
Lu Tingchen carefully examined himself and confirmed that there was no fracture, only a sprained ligament. His expression slightly eased, but his brows remained furrowed: "That's all for today." Go back and apply ice packs."
His tone could not be refused, with obvious concern.
Seeing his nervous look, Su Wanwan felt a warmth in her heart and nodded obediently.
In the evening, Lu Tingchen personally applied medicinal oil to her wrist and carefully massaged it. His movements were so gentle that they were completely different from the strict instructors during the day.
"Don't be in a hurry next time. Remember the key points of the movements and proceed step by step." He rubbed her wrist and said in a low voice.
"Um." " Su Wanwan looked at his focused profile and suddenly asked softly, "Tingchen, is it..." What did you find out? About this attack?"
She keenly sensed the solemnity hidden beneath his mood today.
Lu Tingchen paused in his massage movements and made no concealment: "Yes, the clue points to an intermediary with the code name 'Nightingale', and the activity area of this' Nightingale 'overlapped with your mother-in-law's nursing home." "
Su Wanwan's heart sank sharply. It's Lin Wanru again...
She held Lu Tingchen's hand with her opposite hand, her eyes determined: "No matter what we find out, we'll face it together." "
Lu Tingchen looked into her clear yet determined eyes, and the gloom in his heart seemed to have been somewhat dispelled. He bent down and kissed her on the forehead.
"Ok." "
The refinement is still ongoing, and the clues are confusing.
But as long as they trust each other and walk hand in hand, they will fear no wind or rain.
The real hunting has only just begun.
(To be continued...)"