I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

The sound of police sirens rang out in the distance, and two people in hats pushed through the crowd and rushed in.

The two hats were stunned when they saw the thief on the ground with his joints locked and blood flowing from his nose.

An older woman in a floral shirt squeezed into the crowd, snatched a black handbag from the woman next to her, and, barely able to speak, grabbed An Ran's hand and tried to stuff money into her hand as a thank you.

An Ran quickly pulled her hand back, waving it repeatedly, but her eyes kept glancing at Chen Zheng, who was a few meters away.

Chen Zheng unscrewed the lid of the thermos, blew on the steam, and took a sip of goji berry water.

The hat-wielder stepped forward to take the hat, and as soon as he grabbed the thief's arm, the thief let out another scream.

An old man touched the thief's twisted joints, and when he turned around, his gaze towards An Ran changed.

This technique, these nimble movements, are clearly not those of an ordinary person.

Of course, this can also be seen from An Ran's demeanor.

"Comrade!"

The man in the hat stepped forward, saluted, and then began to ask An Ran what had happened.

Anran tried her best to remain calm and cooperated with the hat registration, but she was actually panicking inside.

Keyboard nudged Li Yue in the waist with its elbow, and the two exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming with gossip.

Since Sister Ram isn't here, let's gossip about her too!

Soon, Hat made a brief record of the incident, then drove off in a police car with the thief, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.

Chen Zheng suddenly took a step forward, getting closer to An Ran.

An Ran subconsciously took a half step back.

Chen Zheng stopped half a meter away from her and looked her up and down.

What are you doing here?

An Ran awkwardly touched her nose, her eyes darting around, and stammered.

"I... am just passing through... and have some business to attend to in the capital..."

The keyboard suddenly turned around, clutching its stomach, its shoulders trembling violently.

Li Yue bit her lip hard, her face turning purple, but thankfully she managed to hold it in.

Upon hearing this, An Ran turned her head sharply and glared at them.

Keyboard and Li Yue immediately stood up straight, looking ahead, but their expressions were still somewhat excited.

Chen Zheng shook his head and continued to ask.

"What do you need me for?"

An Ran hadn't considered this matter at all before she started talking.

"Buy...buy local specialties! You can't buy authentic Peking duck in the Southwest! Can't I come here specifically to buy Peking duck?!"

The keyboard is getting increasingly stuck in Bengbu.

Mulan's captain, the tactical strategist of the special forces, is a liar whose level is about the same as that of a kindergarten child.

It would be a little embarrassing to say it out loud.

Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe someone would fly thousands of kilometers to buy roast duck.

Chen Zheng didn't even raise an eyebrow, and his tone remained calm.

"Really? What a coincidence! I just happened to run into a bag snatcher on this street, and you just happened to be passing by on your errands."

An Ran knew she couldn't keep up the lie, and her face flushed red.

She simply straightened her neck and decided to give up.

"I followed them here secretly! So what! I'm the captain, I have to ensure the safety of the team! What if you get lost in the capital!"

Chen Zheng looked at her, neither angry nor sarcastic, but only sighed.

An Ran tensed up, thinking she was about to be scolded, and quickly stood up straight.

As a qualified soldier, you must stand at attention even when you are being scolded.

But what followed was not Chen Zheng's anger, but a calm inquiry.

Where do you live now?

An Ran was stunned, her mind not quite registering it, and she subconsciously answered, "East Fourth Ring Road... Home Inn Express Hotel."

Chen Zheng frowned, mentally calculating the distance.

"Living so far away, more than 20 kilometers from here, where are your belongings?"

"In the hotel room."

Chen Zheng turned around and waved his hand.

"Go get a refund and stay at our guesthouse."

An Ran's eyes widened instantly. She wanted to refuse but didn't dare to speak loudly, so she could only whisper.

"...Then I'll book my own room. The guesthouse has rooms, I'll just pay for them myself..."

Chen Zheng picked up his thermos, turned around and glared at her with a disdainful tone.

"Are you so rich you're burning money? We're on company pay, but you have to pay for your own hotel stay. Stop talking nonsense and let's go."

Li Yue rushed to An Ran's side, grabbed her arm, and looked heartbroken.

"Captain! The instructor is right! Paying for a hotel is a crime! Why not take advantage of a government-funded guesthouse?"

An Ran was made dizzy by Li Yuehuang and lost the last bit of strength to resist. She could only grit her teeth and follow behind Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng hailed a taxi by the roadside.

The four people got in; Chen Zheng sat in the passenger seat, while An Ran, Li Yue, and Jianpan squeezed into the back.

The master was stunned when he saw this, and obviously didn't know what to say for a moment.

Chen Zheng closed his eyes and began to rest.

An Ran crossed her arms, pressed her entire body against the car door, and stared intently out the window.

He took out his phone, his fingers tapping repeatedly on the screen, the screen brightness turned down to the lowest setting, and his peripheral vision darted back and forth between An Ran and Chen Zheng in the front row.

Li Yue's phone vibrated. She looked down and saw it was a WeChat message from the keyboard.

Keyboard: Big news! The captain has traveled a thousand miles to find her husband!

Li Yue: Keep your voice down! The captain's ears are practically bleeding! If we get caught, we're both doomed!

Keyboard: Where do you think the captain is staying tonight? Is it really just about finding her a room and that's it?

Li Yue: It's okay, I've thought it through! Let's work together and give it our all to bring them together!

Keyboard: Received, Project Name: The Commanders' Battle of Wits in Love!

After the two finished communicating via mobile phone, lewd smiles appeared on their faces.

Chen Zheng glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror, taking in the expressions of the two men, and broke the silence.

"What are the arrangements for Mulan?"

An Ran tensed up, immediately sat up straight, and confessed honestly.

"Let Ram keep an eye on her... Mengyi will watch over her, nothing will go wrong."

Chen Zheng sighed again, rubbing his temples, thinking of Ram's condition.

"I hope everything's really alright."

An Ran secretly turned her head, her gaze passing over Li Yue and the keyboard, and cautiously looked at Chen Zheng's profile in the passenger seat.

He's usually quite annoying to watch on the training field.

But now that he's quiet, he looks quite handsome.

Chen Zheng seemed to sense it and suddenly turned his head to look at the rearview mirror.

Their eyes met instantly in the mirror.

An Ran abruptly turned her head and continued to stare intently out the window, barely daring to breathe.

The keyboard was frantically covering its mouth, its body trembling, afraid that it would burst out laughing.

……

The taxi stopped in front of a budget hotel on the East Fourth Ring Road.

An Ran quickly ran upstairs, grabbed her bag, and rushed back down.

The four of them took a taxi back to the Seventh Guesthouse of the Military Region.

Pushing open the door of the guesthouse, the receptionist was the same woman in uniform as yesterday, her head bowed over the accounts.

Chen Zheng walked over and tapped his fingers twice slowly on the counter.

"Hello, I'm in room 314. Could you please give me another room?"