Chapter 481 Troubled Cai Wenxi!
"....May I ask on what grounds the NSA deems his release necessary?"
"..."
Cai Wenxi's smile thinned, but she maintained her composure. "Long Tian is involved in a matter of national security that requires his particular skills. His detention here, while understandable, poses a risk to a critical ongoing operation."
Du Yun'er's expression hardened as she considered the potential implications of Cai Wenxi's request. Her gaze lingered on the holding area where Long Tian was detained, contemplating the situation.
Turning to face Cai Wenxi with a skeptical look, Du Yun'er measured her words carefully. "I hope your chief is aware that misusing his position for personal gains is not only unethical but also illegal. My master won't take such actions lightly."
"!"
Cai Wenxi stiffened momentarily, the gravity of the accusation sending a chill down her spine.
Du Yun'er master— who doesn't know, who is it?
The Chief General of the army!
However, Cai Wenxi quickly composed herself, shaking her head. "I trust the chief's judgment and integrity," she asserted firmly, her voice steady despite the doubts. Findd new stories at novelhall.com
"Fine, take him away," Du Yun'er finally conceded, her tone resolute.
She handed over the necessary paperwork to release Long Tian but not without a stern caveat. "However, let this be clear: if I find him breaching the law again, I will ensure justice is served directly. No amount of influence from your chief or anyone else will save him then."
"..."
Cai Wenxi's expression darkened as a wave of unease washed over her. Inside, she trembled with confusion. Why on earth was the Vice-chairman of the Martial Arts Association involved in this?
"I understand..." she replied mechanically, stepping into the interrogation room to release Long Tian. Yet, her eyes couldn't help but dart suspiciously towards Zhang Wei.
'How is it that he's always around whenever trouble brews?' Cai Wenxi wondered, her curiosity piqued.
She also pondered Zhang Wei's curious relationship with the NSA chief—how had he managed to secure a special agent card, and why was he now seemingly in league with Du Yun'er?
Dismissing these distracting thoughts, she focused on her immediate task.
"You're really going to let him walk free? I thought you were a champion of justice?" Zhang Wei murmured, standing beside Du Yun'er as they watched Long Tian and Cai Wenxi drive away.
"Humph!" Du Yun'er snorted sharply, her irritation palpable as they stood on the roadside watching the car disappear into the distance. "The NSA chief is blatantly misusing his authority," she stated, her voice tinged with frustration.
Although she felt capable of confronting the NSA chief directly, she knew it was a delicate situation, especially given his high rank and achievements for the country.
Zhang Wei nodded, a plan forming in his mind. "Since you feel powerless, I'll take a closer look at them." He declared, causing Du Yun'er to narrow her eyes in suspicion.
"What are you planning to do?" she asked, her tone laced with doubt.
She then drove away, the road before her sparsely populated, allowing her mind to wander just slightly.
Before long, a lavishly illuminated mansion loomed into view.
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The estate was alive with activity; luxury cars were neatly arrayed outside, and the mansion itself was bedecked in elegant lights and sophisticated decor, clearly prepared for a grand affair.
....
This was the residence of retired General Jun!
Today marked his birthday, and she had initially attended with Zhang Ming.
However, in between the ongoing celebration, she received an urgent call demanding she extract Long Tian, necessitating her abrupt departure from the event since it involved Du Yun'er.
"..."
Cai Wenxi parked her car away from the throng of guests, finding solace in a secluded corner of the parking lot.
She let out a deep, weary sigh.
Truth be told, she was not at all eager to rejoin the festive chaos.
In a way, the emergency with Long Tian had provided a welcome escape from Zhang Ming's company.
"..."
The thought of her upcoming marriage clouded her usually bright expression with a shadow of gloom.
Opting for some respite in her temporary solitude, she decided to remain outside, choosing to wait for Zhang Ming to find her after the party concluded, rather than venturing back inside.
Tap...
Tap...
Yet—Sitting there in the car, enveloped in silence, became increasingly oppressive.
After a mere ten minutes of solitude, her patience frayed, and she reached for the glove box.
Click!
Flipping it open, she revealed a shining bottle of whiskey, a temporary escape gleaming under the dim light.
"..."