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Chapter 78 Identity Exposed, Qin Shan Goes Mad

The others first saw the aloof Xu Zhenghua pull out a chair for Jiang Li.

I saw again the cold and aloof Master Rong, and his indulgent yet humble attitude towards Jiang Li.

One shock after another left them completely bewildered, sitting speechlessly in their chairs.

Qin Lin once again posed a profound question to himself.

Is this really the minor celebrity Jiang Li, the one he found out about... with a lot of scandals?

Jiang Li traced the porcelain teacup with her fingers.

After a long while, she casually lifted her fox-like eyes and saw Rong Xiu staring at her, with a threatening tone that implied she would keep bothering her if she didn't agree.

Two seconds later, she nodded helplessly: "Okay, let's talk about it after I finish filming."

She hasn't released any new works for quite some time.

Rong Xiu laughed: "Okay, then come to my place after you finish filming."

The door to the private room opened, and the manager, accompanied by waiters, respectfully served the dishes.

Xu Zhenghua toasted Qin Yexiao, thanking him for providing the Narcotics Control Bureau with information about the Du family.

Although the Narcotics Control Bureau could have obtained this information without Qin Yexiao's help, they still felt they should express their gratitude.

Jiang Li reached for the plate of spicy-looking volcano ribs with her chopsticks, but before she could pick them up, the dish was suddenly turned away.

Qin Yexiao placed a slice of lightly seasoned meat on Jiang Li's plate: "Eat this after your hand injury heals."

Jiang Li: "..."

……

It was already past nine o'clock when I came out of Yunshang Pavilion.

Before leaving, Rong Xiu earnestly reminded Jiang Li again: "You promised me you would come."

The tone suggested that the speaker was afraid the woman would renege on her debt.

Jiang gave a blank "oh" sound.

Rong Xiu then bent down and got into the car.

Others were left feeling isolated.

Many young ladies from wealthy families in Beicheng wanted to become Master Rong's apprentices and learn Suzhou embroidery, but none of them could catch Master Rong's eye.

So much so that since no one could become an apprentice, everyone took pride in "being able to enter Master Rong's embroidery course at Peking University".

But there was one person whom Master Rong was eager to take as a disciple.

They don't want it.

People are more infuriating than people.

A group of people watched Rong Xiu's car leave.

Qin Yexiao opened the passenger door and looked at Jiang Li: "I'll take you home."

"No need." Jiang Li's voice was indifferent and aloof. She put on her mask, turned around, stepped into Xu Zhenghua's car in her high heels, and bent down to get in.

Two somewhat dirty black SUVs drove away in front of Qin Yexiao.

The man watched the car disappear from sight before turning his gaze away and getting into the car.

……

Beidi Manor.

Qin Yexiao leaned back on the sofa, his elbows resting on the armrests of the single sofa, looking at the breakfast menu for tomorrow morning handed to him by the housekeeper.

"Add a sea bass, and don't make it too bland." Qin Yexiao handed the menu back to Butler Qin.

"Yes," Butler Qin replied respectfully, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Shen Yu looked at Qin Yexiao, his feelings as complicated as ever.

He certainly saw the scene tonight where Jiang Li picked up food and turned the table; it seems he'll have to coax him tomorrow morning.

Qin Yexiao picked up the cigarette pack on the table, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

Qin Shan then began to report on the evening's mission: "Brother Xiao, our men can't find Qi Zhixia..."

Suddenly realizing that the name was a pseudonym, Qin Shan repeated, "Huangfu Cuihua's whereabouts must be covered up by a hacker. Medicine King Valley is now deserted, and the old Medicine King and his disciples are all missing."

Shen Yu raised an eyebrow: "Which hacker can handle tracking spy satellites?"

There are two people on Wumeng Avenue who can handle it.

The one in the gray building.

And that guy from the hacker alliance.

But they wouldn't easily take action, and they had no reason to help Qi Zhixia.

Qin Yexiao narrowed his dark, cold eyes slightly and flicked his cigarette ash: "No need to look for the others. Find everyone... Huangfu Cuihua."

Every time Qin Yichen heard this name, his silence was deafening.

"Yes." Qin Shan continued, "There's one more thing. We've located the approximate area of ​​the place that was erased from the map by a spy satellite, which we've been looking for. We'll investigate it as soon as possible."

Another spy satellite.

Qin Yichen said, somewhat speechless, "No, is it possible for anyone to hack spy satellites now?"

Qin Shan was also quite withdrawn: "I also found out that the last joint operation between the Narcotics Control Bureau and the Gray Building went so smoothly because it was supposedly done using spy satellite tracking and heating imaging."

That's why the speed of the joint operation was so fast that both the legitimate and criminal worlds were terrified.

Qin Shan investigated for a full week before he finally found these clues.

Silence fell over the hall.

Qin Shan felt a little uncomfortable and suddenly noticed Qin Lin, who had been sitting silently on the sofa the whole time.

He said with some surprise, "I really didn't expect Sect Leader Lin to be so calm now."

Qin Lin is arguably the most emotional member of their Fenglin Huoshan group.

He didn't react at all to such important intelligence.

Qin Lin sighed deeply: "When you see Xu Zhenghua from the Narcotics Control Bureau treating Miss Jiang with utmost respect, you'll be just as calm as I am."

Qin Shan asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Qin Lin sighed again and told him about what happened at Yunshang Pavilion that night.

"What?!" Qin Shan stared at Qin Lin in shock: "The Narcotics Control Bureau calls him Master Li, and he's the disciple that Master Rong couldn't get?"

Qin Lin nodded solemnly.

Thinking back to how he had complained to Qin Shan a few hours earlier about Jiang Li's stupid behavior as a little undercover agent, he felt embarrassed.

Qin Shan felt like he was going crazy.

Shen Yu poured himself a cup of tea: "The Narcotics Control Bureau, Master Rong, any force behind these can be considered a major player in Beicheng. Jiang Li, quite interesting."

Qin Yichen's lips twitched: "So with these two powerful forces at play, how did she end up like this in the entertainment industry?"

The mere fact that Master Rong had sought a disciple he could not obtain would shake the entire northern city.

Master Rong was highly respected by all the major families in Beicheng and held a very high position.

Even his brother had studied acupuncture techniques with Master Rong for a period of time and applied them to surgical procedures.

His brother is quite talented too, so why doesn't Master Rong treat him like this?

Qin Lin said with a sense of vicissitude, "The Narcotics Control Bureau is an impregnable fortress that even the sect leader can't breach! Internally, ability always speaks volumes; even these people treat Miss Jiang with utmost respect..."

Qin Shan: "..."

Why do you have to criticize the Narcotics Control Bureau when you can praise it?
Shen Yu took a sip of tea: "Many people in Beicheng are guessing that Xu Zhenghua has a tech genius behind him. This person is extremely good at reconnaissance and intelligence, and should also be a top hacker."

Shen Yu could only be sure that Xu Zhenghua treated him with the utmost respect.

Qin Lin suddenly realized what was happening and his eyes widened in horror: "Holy crap!"

So that person might be... Jiang Li?!

Impossible...right...

Qin Yichen's expression was quite complicated: "Xu Zhenghua got his current position because of his great contribution to the Zero Drug Enforcement Case. The big boss behind him can be traced back more than ten years ago. How old was Jiang Li back then?"

No way...

……

Narcotics Control Bureau.

Jiang Li leaned lazily against the table, a menthol cigarette dangling from his lips.

A long black dress, high heels, long, striking legs, and an extremely eye-catching, curvaceous figure.

She held the laptop steadily with one hand, while the other hand rapidly typed on the keyboard, her long, slender fingers dazzling the eye.

The posture was nonchalantly flamboyant.

Her fox-like eyes were slightly lowered, shimmering and alluring. The green code on the computer screen was reflected on her clear, pale features, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

With the final press of the Enter key, the code flowed smoothly like a tidal wave.

"Alright." The computer screen on the woman's arm was turned towards the crowd.

The moves were incredibly cool.

The others quickly took a look.

Then pairs of eyes looked at her with admiration: "Wow, so fast!"

"Quickly?" Jiang Li raised an eyebrow, flicking the ash from his cigarette.

The others nodded emphatically, their expressions one of fanatical devotion.

Jiang Li smiled and said in a somewhat irreverent tone, "Women can be fast, but men can't be too fast."

other people:"……"

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

The usually shrewd and aloof female anti-drug police officers all blushed instantly.

Jiang Li leaned back on the edge of the table, looked at them, and smiled, her fox-like eyes crinkling.

The group of men laughed so hard their faces turned red, and none of them dared to look Jiang Li in the eye.

Xu Chuang's lips twitched. What had this extraordinary learner learned in the entertainment industry?
Jiang Li raised her chin: "Go ahead and get busy."

The group of people, as if released from their restraints, ran away with flushed faces.

Jiang Li raised an eyebrow slightly.

She's so easily swayed, just like Qin Yexiao.

She was wearing a V-neck nightgown, and they even gave her a shawl to cover her chest.

Suddenly realizing that she was thinking of someone she shouldn't have, Jiang Li narrowed her eyes.

At this moment, Xu Zhenghua's deputy came over with a document concerning the Du family and asked Xu Zhenghua to sign it.

Xu Zhenghua took the document, signed it, and handed it to him, saying, "The eldest son of the Qin family will help with the procedural review. This case should be over soon. You will cooperate with the investigation department to provide evidence."

The deputy was taken aback, wondering how they had gotten involved with the Qin family.

You should know that their anti-drug bureau never deals with any forces in Beicheng.

But the deputy didn't ask any further questions and dutifully replied, "Yes."

The office fell silent again.

Xu Zhenghua glanced at Jiang Li, his gaze lingering on her arm.

He rolled up his black sleeves to his elbows, revealing the scratches, and said, "You shouldn't be so impulsive as to attack Fang Ziqing and Du Yue right now."

Even though Jiang Li always takes responsibility for things, he acted somewhat recklessly this time.

The evidence they have is not comprehensive.

Jiang Li's nonchalant smile slowly faded, all her emotions buried in a pale, cold mist.

A cold, lifeless aura emanated from his indifferent eyes, oppressive and suffocating.

For a long time.

Xu Zhenghua heard her low, hoarse voice, which was muffled.

“I owe Song Wei my life, and I have to protect his sister.”

Over the years, Jiang Li has always been in a bad mood whenever it comes to matters concerning the Song siblings, Song Wei and Song Qing.

Xu Zhenghua: "How is Song Wei?"

Jiang Li said, "It's just like that, neither dead nor alive."

Xu Zhenghua sighed: "Over the years, you've tried everything to cure him, but to no avail. You can only keep him hanging on by a thread."

Jiang Li took a deep drag on his cigarette, and the aura of death surrounding him grew even stronger, as if he were a demon crawling out of a hell filled with corpses.

Xu Zhenghua said in a deep voice, "How about we go find Master Xiao and ask him to check on Song Wei?"

Jiang Liyan inhaled too deeply, her voice hoarse: "When I was in my senior year of high school, Song Wei almost died from medical complications, and it was Qin Yexiao who saved him."

There's a saying in the medical community: if Qin Yexiao, the "Right Hand of God," can cure a patient, he'll only transfer them to a funeral home. If he can't cure them, then no one can.

Song Wei was so seriously injured back then, it was only by luck that he survived.

Xu Zhenghua was somewhat speechless.

Song Wei, a person in a vegetative state.

It is a deep wound in their hearts, which bleeds profusely with the slightest touch.

Xu Zhenghua opened his mouth and said weakly, "Do your best."

Jiang Li stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray area of ​​the trash can: "I'm leaving."

Xu Chuang snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "I'll see you off."

Xu Zhenghua turned to the side, looked at Jiang Li's back, and sighed.

It's been about ten years.

She still can't get over it.

……

Even late at night, traffic in the northern part of the city remains congested.

At the red light, Xu Chuang stepped on the brake and asked her, "Master Li, shall I take you to the villa in the suburbs of Beijing?"

Jiang Lijin's thin, pale arm rested on the black car window, a cigarette between his fingers, and he seemed a little lost in thought: "No need, let's go back to Huating County."

Song Wei was mentioned tonight; Xu Chuang has been worried about Jiang Li's condition.

Song Wei is a taboo subject; whenever it is mentioned, Jiang Li's condition deteriorates drastically, and he smokes incessantly.

Then he locked himself in the basement of his villa in the suburbs of Beijing.

She kept embroidering traditional Chinese paintings while holding a cigarette in her mouth. If she wasn't satisfied, she would pour gasoline on the paintings. Her slender white fingers held the cigarette, and with a light touch of the cigarette butt, flames shot into the sky. Before her eyes, the painting burned to ashes bit by bit.

Xu Chuang had met him once.

Every time he saw that kind of scene, he felt that Jiang Li was like a piece of glass full of cracks, about to shatter.

She wouldn't recover her composure until the only traditional Chinese painting was finished, and then she would ask Xu Chuang to find a way to sell it.

Jiang Li calmed herself down by doing embroidery.

She tried calligraphy, traditional Chinese ink painting, sketching—she tried everything, but nothing worked.

Only embroidery could calm her down.

However, her embroidery process was not peaceful; rather, it resembled a violent outburst.

Seeing that she could still control her emotions and wasn't going back to the suburban villa, Xu Chuang's heart, which had been pounding with tension, slowly relaxed.

He said, "I always felt that you were different this time you came back. I didn't see you asking me to sell your paintings. On the contrary, you seemed to be in a good mood."

"Is that so?" Jiang Li replied casually.

She was probably too busy, dealing with Qin Yexiao every day, and didn't have time to manage her emotions.

Xu Chuang nodded, the light turned green, and he started the car.

Xu Chuang boldly said, "Try to go to basements in the suburbs less often in the future. People still need to get some sunshine so their minds don't get moldy."

Everyone in the Narcotics Control Bureau hopes that one day they can live in the sunlight.

Even if they cannot live in the sunlight, they still hope that their tombstone can stand openly in the bright daylight.

Jiang Li smiled, a self-deprecating smile.

She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the wide road ahead, her clear, pale profile reflected in the car window.

Several seconds passed before Xu Chuang heard her low, hoarse voice: "Someone like me, full of sins, deserves to rot in the gutter."

So many people love sunshine, but where can so many people stand under the sun?

They even absurdly hope that the light will shine on them.

Those who have seen the light can no longer bear the cold darkness.

So she doesn't need that kind of light.

Xu Chuang panicked: "Master Li, you're not full of sins, you..."

"Say one more word, and you'll leave the car behind. You can go for a night run back to the Narcotics Bureau." Jiang Li interrupted him, her tone light, yet filled with a chilling danger.

Xu Chuang, who usually obeys orders, is disobedient this time.

His jaw was clenched, and his voice trembled slightly.

"You are not full of sin."

Jiang Li glanced over at it.

"No." Xu Chuang gripped the steering wheel tightly, the veins on his arms bulging. "It's not."

Jiang Li narrowed his fox-like eyes and clicked his tongue.

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