When it comes to connections in the fishing community around the W City District, Lang Junfeng is certainly among the more well-connected individuals. After all, he's been running his shop for years, accumulating quite a few fishing buddies over time.
Plus, he has plenty of friends, fellow apprentices, and acquaintances. Although they might not be capable of handling major tasks, gathering some intel under normal circumstances isn't too hard.
However, even with great plans, the execution this time around left Lang Junfeng hitting a wall. He called around, but not a single person had any information.
With no other options, Lang Junfeng reluctantly called Zhao Bingguang, but Old Zhao didn't give him any face either, bluntly saying, "I have no idea!"
That night, Old Lang's mind was filled with images of large, white crucian carp packed in a storage box, with not even the slightest hint of movement. It was beyond frustrating.
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