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Y City, truly a city of spring. Even in the early days of spring, there was no hint of chill in the air. The atmosphere was fresh and the climate pleasant.
All those injured in the battle had been arranged at a sanatorium on the outskirts of the city.
“Ling Feng, aren’t you going to reconsider? Come develop your career with us at the Special Investigation Bureau. This is an opportunity that many young people can only dream of,” an old man on the bed next to mine kept persuading me.
As I had suspected, the old man was seriously injured. He had held on until the rescue team arrived before collapsing.
Goodness, this must have frightened the rescuers. If a big shot from the Special Investigation Bureau had an accident in Y City, it would be a disaster from top to bottom.
And the old man, despite being a high-ranking official, had no airs about him. He was like an old child, insisting on sharing a room with me, a mere passerby, to set an example and avoid any special treatment.
I waved my hand dismissively. “I can’t handle your way of doing things. I’m used to my freedom.”
The old man widened his eyes. “With me, the Special Investigation Bureau is an independent entity outside the system. If you do well, even a provincial governor would have to show us some respect.”
I sat up abruptly. “Is it really that impressive?”
The old man chuckled. “Of course! With my status, why would I need to constrain you?”
I scratched my head. “That’s not necessarily true…”
The old man wasn’t offended and continued, “Freedom—absolute freedom. Aside from necessary missions, you can arrange your time as you wish. The benefits are great: a thirteenth month’s salary at year-end and bonuses for missions. It’s a golden opportunity in a sea of iron rice bowls.”
Suddenly intrigued, I asked, “It’s that good? So there are no requirements for joining the Special Investigation Bureau?”
“Of course there are!” he replied. “Though you’re someone I personally selected, assessments are still unavoidable.”
Upon hearing about assessments, I immediately deflated. “Then maybe I’ll pass. I’d rather return to my hometown and run a shop for a stable life.”
“Look at your lack of ambition,” the old man scoffed in response.
"Ah, we have quite a few lovely ladies at the Special Investigation Bureau. Each one is as charming as can be, with waists and figures that just scream fertility."
My interest piqued again. "Does the Special Investigation Bureau still hire women?"
The Old Man rolled his eyes. "The Special Investigation Bureau is the fairest place around. As long as you have the skills, it doesn’t matter if you’re male or female; everyone gets a chance. There’s no gender discrimination here."
"It's a competitive field. If some people arrive late, they might just have to settle for a glimpse..." The Old Man rested his hands behind his head and spoke leisurely.
I do like beautiful women, but I still had many unresolved matters in H City. Besides, my long-cherished dream of opening the Jie Yuan Pu hadn’t come to fruition yet.
As the boss, I hadn’t realized that dream. Moreover, if I were to join a public institution, I needed to consult my Master first.
Noticing my silence, the Old Man asked, "Ling Feng, aren’t you tempted by this?"
Since the Old Man held me in such high regard, I didn’t want to hide my thoughts. "It’s not that I don’t want to go, but I need to ask my Master first. You know how he is—quite stubborn."
Surprisingly, the Old Man didn’t argue back. "It’s rare to see someone with such respect for their teacher and loyalty to their friends. I knew I didn’t misjudge you. If your Drunkard Master dares to refuse, I’ll personally go confront that Old Man."
Wait? The Old Man knew my Master liked to drink? I racked my brain trying to recall if I had ever mentioned anything about him before.
"Old Man? Do you know my Master?" I asked curiously.
The Old Man cleared his throat a few times and awkwardly explained, "Just a bit of old enmity. But thankfully, you’re nothing like that Old Man."
I was about to press further; such gossip was too juicy to pass up. However, the Old Man changed the subject with a laugh.
I felt anxious and restless, but seeing the Old Man's unwillingness to continue made me suppress my curiosity for now. I would have to wait until I saw my Master again to ask.
"How did you meet that person who was with you?" The Old Man’s keen eye had clearly recognized Ruo Yu's true nature.
I had no intention of hiding the truth. "Ruo Yu is my brother. A brother who has shared life and death with me. An Old Man, when will Ruo Yu wake up?"
Ruo Yu had been in a coma for quite some time, showing no signs of waking up.
An Old Man reassured me, "Don't worry. With your brother's physique and the powerful healing abilities of Wood Heart, he will be fine."
With An Old Man's guarantee, I finally felt at ease.
All the warriors who sacrificed their lives in this battle were brought back, their bodies intact. An Old Man personally chose a beautiful mountainous area to build a martyrs' cemetery.
During the memorial service, everyone gathered. A light rain fell from the sky, as if mourning the early departure of these heroes.
An Old Man stood at the front, raising a wine jug in his hand and pouring it onto the ground. "Children, you are all brave and proud of Homeland. Rest easy. From now on, your families will be our families..."
As the leader of the Special Investigation Bureau, An Old Man earned respect not only for his skills and strength but also for his principles in dealing with people, which truly inspired admiration.
Later, I heard from others that the rewards sent down from above were an enormous sum. An Old Man donated his entire share to the families of the victims.
Such a leader is truly admirable.
Half a month later, An Old Man received a call from B City in the capital regarding an urgent matter. He couldn’t care less about his injuries and hurriedly prepared to return.
Before he left, the leaders of Y City held a farewell banquet for him. Initially, An Old Man refused, but it turned out that the leader was quite persuasive.
It was just a celebration for the brothers returning in glory. With that in mind, An Old Man didn’t refuse any longer.
At the banquet, I watched Han Che handle everything with grace and couldn’t help but sigh that I would never become someone like him in this lifetime.
So I hid in a corner drinking. An Old Man didn’t like such occasions either and squeezed over to my side, sharing drinks with me casually.
My drinking capacity seemed to have little to do with my age. I could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and I enjoyed a hearty competition with the Old Man.
This time, I got extremely drunk and slept until the afternoon before waking up. By the time I came to, the Old Man was already on a flight back to B City.
I took another half month to recuperate, and by then, my body had completely healed. During this time, Ruo Yu also woke up.
Now that I was well, I couldn't stay any longer. First of all, I hadn't been home for such a long time; my father must have been worried sick. On the other hand, there were still issues with Yuan Hun in the rental house and the curse on Jiang Zong's son that hadn't been resolved.
Most importantly, my shop was still not open.
Since Ruo Yu had nowhere else to go, she naturally came back with me to H City.
As the saying goes, "Under a big tree, it's easy to find shade." With the Old Man as my big tree, my plane ticket was prepared well in advance.
I was incredibly excited; it was my first time flying!
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