From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Chapter 255 The highest authority overseas, Sister Lan!

The following morning, Lu Yunzhou received a message from Bai Wantang.

Only one sentence.

"Come to the riverside building, someone wants to see you."

When he arrived, Ye Zhiwei was standing at the door, her arm across the door frame, her face burning with anger.

"Sister Lan has arrived."

Lu Yunzhou stopped in his tracks.

Ye Zhiwei stared at him, lowering her voice: "The highest-ranking person in charge of the Overseas Raven Feather Twelve Team. She's in the basement, and Ning Shuang is there too."

Bai Wantang came out of the house, holding a bunch of keys in her hand.

She glanced at Ye Zhiwei, then turned and opened the basement door.

Ye Zhiwei didn't follow, but tugged at Lu Yunzhou's sleeve as he passed by.

"Don't interrupt once you're inside."

She gritted her teeth and added, "If Sister Lan wants to deal with Ning Shuang, no one can stop her."

Lu Yunzhou looked down at her hand.

Ye Zhiwei released her grip, turned around and stood by the wall, her eyes still filled with suppressed anger.

That fire never went away after Ning Shuang was captured.

Bai Wantang walked ahead, descending the stairs.

Only two lights were on in the basement, white fluorescent tubes illuminating an iron door, through which cold light shone through the cracks.

The sound of clanging chains could be heard coming from inside.

Lu Yunzhou pushed open the door and went in.

The interrogation room was small, with an iron chair placed against the wall.

Ning Shuang was locked to a chair, her hands gripping iron rings, and chains wrapped around her waist, abdomen, and ankles.

She was wearing a gray shirt, the wound on her shoulder had been re-bandaged, her hair was loose on the side of her face, and a few strands of hair were damp with sweat.

She kept her head down and didn't even look up when Lu Yunzhou entered the room.

A woman was standing in front of the iron chair.

Black trousers, a short jacket, and hair tied back.

Her back was sleek, her posture upright, and she held a narrow-bladed dagger in her hand.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around.

Lu Yunzhou recognized the face.

At that high-society gathering of wealthy women, the woman sitting near the head of the table was referred to as Sister Yun by Su Qingwan.

At the party, she only drank half a glass of wine, but everyone present took turns toasting her.

Her businesses span overseas, and her net worth exceeds 10 billion. Even Su Qingwan has given her some face.

Lu Yunzhou felt at the time that she was not simple.

Now, he finally understood.

Sister Yun is Sister Lan.

"Mr. Lu, please stand further back."

Sister Lan placed the dagger on the table and said calmly, "You just observe what happened today."

Lu Yunzhou did not reply, but walked to the wall and stopped.

Sister Lan looked at Ning Shuang again.

"Nightingale, look up."

Ning Shuang's shoulder twitched.

She bit her lip and struggled several times before finally lifting her face.

Their eyes met.

Ning Shuang's eyes were red-rimmed and her lips were chapped.

She stared at Sister Lan for a long time, her throat bobbing.

Sister Lan reached out and pressed down on the back of the iron chair.

"Do you still recognize raven feathers?"

Ning Shuang's wrists were chafed raw by the chains, and blood clung to her skin.

She lowered her head, her voice hoarse: "I admit it."

She paused, tears falling onto her clothes.

"But that team was led to its doom by me."

The only sound in the room was her breathing.

Ning Shuang recounted what happened back then.

Grey Tower deliberately released false information to lure her into investigating a transit point.

After obtaining the coordinates, she led her team to the location overnight and blocked the enemy's retreat.

The operation started smoothly.

As soon as they entered the old warehouse, the outer passageway suddenly locked.

The person who was supposed to provide backup failed to appear, and members of the Gray Tower, who were hiding nearby, pressed in from all sides.

They were trapped for two hours.

Radio communication was jammed, and all evacuation routes were blocked.

Despite her severe injuries, Ning Shuang fought her way out, and when she looked back, her squad had already fallen in the warehouse.

That intelligence came from Gray Tower.

They stepped into a trap from the very beginning.

"I thought that by capturing those people, I could avenge my sisters."

Ning Shuang raised her hand, trying to wipe away her tears, but the chains immediately tightened, and the iron rings slammed against the back of the chair.

"Sister Lan, I was wrong. You tried to stop me, but I didn't listen. I led the rest of the men to keep chasing, and two more of them died."

Her voice trailed off: "I came back alive, and I remember their names every day."

Lu Yunzhou looked at her, his hands tightening at his sides.

Ning Shuang's injuries extend far beyond just her shoulder.

She was so burdened by that old case that she could hardly sit up straight.

Sister Lan looked up and asked directly.

"Do you still consider me your captain?"

Ning Shuang's breath hitched for a second.

She raised her face, tears welling in her eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

Sister Lan picked up the dagger and walked up to her.

The tip of the knife pressed against the chain, making a soft sound.

"say."

I don't deserve it.

Ning Shuang closed her eyes, her voice trembling: "I have no face to go back to Ya Yu."

Footsteps came from outside the door.

Ye Zhiwei burst in, her eyes filled with suppressed anger.

"Of course she has no shame!"

She pointed at Ning Shuang, her chest heaving: "If she hadn't led the team to chase Gray Tower without authorization back then, so many people in Team Twelve wouldn't have died. Now, do you think saying a few words of regret will bring the dead back?"

Ning Shuang's body tensed up, and her complexion worsened.

Ye Zhiwei was about to step forward when Sister Lan raised her hand to block her.

"Step back."

Ye Zhiwei stopped, her teeth clenched tightly: "Sister Lan, she deserves to pay with her life."

Sister Lan turned her face away, her tone remaining calm.

"I will decide her fate."

Ye Zhiwei stared at her, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

Bai Wantang also entered the room, pressed down on Ye Zhiwei's shoulder, and pulled her back to the door.

Sister Lan looked at Ning Shuang again.

"The reason I stopped you from chasing Gray Tower back then was to leave survivors and evidence."

Her fingers pressed down on the hilt of the knife, her voice deepening: "If everyone rushes in, the raven feather will break. The flame will be gone; who will investigate the truth for the dead?"

Ning Shuang raised her head, her eyes filled with tears.

Sister Lan continued, "I have never been afraid of Gray Tower. Only if you are alive can we have a chance to avenge our grievances."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger fell.

The chains were cut open, and fragments fell to the ground.

Ning Shuang's hands were freed, and her body fell forward.

She braced herself against the chair and didn't stand up for a long time.

Sister Lan put away her dagger and stepped aside.

"From this day forward, Ning Shuang is innocent."

Ye Zhiwei suddenly looked up: "Sister Lan!"

Her voice was strained, and her face was filled with barely suppressed anger.

Sister Lan looked at her and said, "Let her go."

"She killed so many people."