Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

Although Song Wenyuan's heart sank slightly upon seeing the other party's posture, he did not show any unusual expression on his face. He simply pushed up his glasses and continued walking unhurriedly toward the car.

A leader's driver is more than just a driver.

Since the other party didn't make a move and even seemed quite obedient, it proves that these people's malice wasn't serious, or they might even be comrades from some other unit.

Then what does he have to be afraid of?

Just as Song Wen was about three or four steps away from the car, two middle-aged men in plain clothes walked up side by side and blocked his way from the left and right.

"Hello, comrade."

The round-faced man on the left smiled slightly, his tone polite, but clearly not intending to move aside: "Excuse me, are you Comrade Song Wenyuan?"

Song Wenyuan was taken aback. He turned to look at the driver of the high-ranking leader who was still sitting in the car. The driver nodded to him, and Song Wenyuan replied, "It's me. Which unit are you two from? What can I do for you?"

He didn't expect that the big boss's driver would reveal his identity to the other party, but it didn't matter. Who doesn't have a leader behind them?

The tall, thin man on the right extended his hand and flashed his identification: "We are from the Special Operations Department. Comrade Song, could you please come with us? There are some things we'd like to ask you about."

Song Wenyuan's pupils contracted slightly, and then he took a serious look at the document.

Although he had never had direct contact with the Special Operations Division, he had spent so many years working alongside the top leaders that he knew some of the things he needed to know.

Putting aside everything else, the Special Operations Division has extremely high authority, reporting directly to its superiors. Even ordinary bureau-level officials would avoid them, yet the other party actually came to him.

He took a deep breath and looked earnestly at the tall, thin man: "I'm from the General Office of the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry. This is my official business time. Where are you taking me?"

"Please don't ask that."

The tall, thin man's tone remained unchanged: "We know your identity. If everything goes smoothly, it won't take you long. Also, you don't need to worry about any trouble along the way. We will naturally send someone to inform the Ministry of Metallurgy to ensure there are no misunderstandings."

Song Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a straight face and kept his expressionless face.

Since the other party mentioned his identity and stated that it was the Ministry of Metallurgy, it proved that they were not stopping him randomly, but that they were aware of his background, and that even the high-ranking leader behind him could not intimidate them.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Now that things have come to this point, even if Song Wenyuan is resistant, there's nothing he can do.

Could he possibly resist arrest and flee in front of these special operations officers?

Putting aside the cost of doing so, he doesn't even have that much skill!

The round-faced man stepped aside to make way, gesturing to the dark green Jeep parked next to him: "Please!"

Song Wenyuan turned around and glanced at the black sedan he had arrived in. The driver was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at him through the window, and a stranger he didn't recognize was sitting in the passenger seat.

Okay, then the driver probably didn't run away either.

Following behind the two special operations officers, Song Wenyuan got into the jeep.

As he got into the car, he glanced behind him and saw that the others had already dispersed. Some went into the shops on the street, while others turned into the alleys next to them and disappeared from the street in a short while.

After the Jeep started, he also noticed that his boss's car slowly started and followed behind them.

Song Wenyuan sat in the back of the jeep, with a round-faced man on his left and a tall, thin man on his right.

The car drove smoothly away from the entrance of the street office.

"Comrades, I've heard of your department, but don't you only handle extremely important cases? Why would you personally come to deal with a mere secretary like me?"

Sitting in the back seat of the jeep, Song Wenyuan tentatively inquired about the other party's intentions.

The tall, thin man didn't even turn his head: "Comrade Song, you're too modest. After all, you're the secretary of a high-ranking leader; you can't call yourself a nobody. We invited you here today to understand the situation. As long as you cooperate, we'll send you back after we've finished asking our questions."

Upon hearing this, Song Wenyuan could only lean back in his chair, squint his eyes, and remain silent.

He was only asking a question; he was still somewhat confident.

No matter what, he was a secretary to a ministerial-level leader, not some nobody who could be easily manipulated.

Even if the Special Operations Unit is incredibly powerful, it still has to follow the rules!

The person just said that he would report this to the department, which means that his own superiors will also know, so what is there to be afraid of?

He leaned back in his chair, feeling a surge of confidence. He raised his chin and scanned the faces of the two people sitting on either side of him, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

It seems that Song Wenyuan is going to see something new again today. After working in the system for so many years, he never expected to encounter something new!

His superior was the Minister of Metallurgy, a full-fledged ministerial-level cadre. Even if the Special Operations Division was powerful, they would have to think twice before dealing with him.

That's how confident and assertive we are!

However, given how things had developed, Song Wenyuan had a rough idea of ​​who the Special Operations Division was after.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Feng had such great power. He was just about to investigate him when he alerted the Special Operations Division!

I wonder if my boss can handle Zhou Feng.

The round-faced man next to him stared at Song Wenyuan's expression with some curiosity for a while.

During his time in the Special Operations Unit, he also arrested quite a few people.

But someone like Song Wenyuan, who can still hold his chin up and maintain his pride after getting into the car, is truly the first case like this.

As expected of the leader's secretary, she's got some skills. I just wonder if she can maintain this attitude when facing Director Sun.

The jeep drove for more than half an hour before stopping outside the gate of the Special Operations Unit.

Song Wenyuan got out of the car and glanced around. There were no signs at the entrance of the building, but a bronze plaque with a number was hanging on the door frame.

The tall, thin man walked to the front and politely gestured for them to proceed.

Song Wenyuan remained silent and obediently followed behind them, with the leader's driver also close behind.

People like him understand better what kind of aura emanates from the people in the Special Operations Unit.

He might not be a match for him one-on-one, but if he makes a move here, he will surely die.

I don't know what got into the boss's secretary, that she actually provoked these people. He could smell their bloodlust from a distance!

Given Song Wenyuan's status, it wasn't appropriate to send him to the Special Operations Division's private room; instead, they found him a room that was neither too big nor too small.

There was a table and a few chairs inside, and the windows were fitted with iron bars, but it didn't look like an interrogation room; it was more like a meeting room.

"Please have a seat. Our leader will be here shortly."

Song Wenyuan and the driver were questioned separately. After the round-faced man arranged a room for him, he and his companion left without even closing the door.

If Song Wenyuan manages to escape now that we're here, then their Special Operations Division will be the biggest joke ever.

Song Wenyuan touched his work ID in his pocket, then took it out and placed it on the table. He straightened his collar before sitting down in the chair with his back straight.

No matter what the head of the Special Operations Division says when he comes out, he has to make his stance clear, at least he has to reveal his leadership.

No matter what, we can't lose face. He's the secretary of a high-ranking leader; not just anyone can interrogate him!