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A convoy of fully armed warriors sped out of the Federal Security Bureau, racing towards Albach Street. According to real-time feedback from street surveillance, the suspect, Maviter Ulin, was currently active in that area.
In the middle of the convoy, a command vehicle housed Vlamik Kolokoritsev, the current head of the Bureau. The Emperor had issued a mission that needed to be executed flawlessly; otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting in this position.
"Haha Boridnyezov, I owe you for your help with this review," he remarked.
Not long ago, after dealing with Xu Weixia Matvey, he was now in a private booth, chatting and laughing with a middle-aged man. Last month, six banks under his name managed to evade scrutiny from the review bureau, thanks to Borya Dnezhov sitting across from him.
With a smile, he took a bank card and tucked it into his jacket pocket just as the booth door swung open. Suddenly, seven or eight armed warriors surrounded the two men. Vladimir Kolokoritsev entered with his hands behind his back and surveyed the stunned suspects before waving his hand dismissively: "Take them away."
"You've got the wrong people!" Borya Dnezhov protested as he looked at Vladimir Kolokoritsev.
"Shut up!" Vladimir Kolokoritsev scoffed, gesturing for others to lead the two out. The warriors moved forward and placed handcuffs on them. As for Maviter's bodyguards, they were all crouched by their vehicles with their hands on their heads. Seeing their employer being cuffed, they realized they were all in for trouble.
The patient was not in serious condition; he had over ten soft tissue contusions and some internal bruising due to blunt force trauma. The most severe injuries were to his head and shinbone, both showing signs of blunt force impact. Preliminary assessments indicated a concussion and a fracture of the shinbone; with some time for recovery, he would be fine.
In the office, the doctor explained Xu Weixia's condition to Alexander: "Your daughter is fine; she has no visible injuries and was well-protected by that young man. She's just a bit shaken up; a good sleep will do her good."
"Thank you, Doctor Peter," Alexander replied gratefully.
"Anytime," Peter said.
After shaking hands with the doctor, Alexander entered the special care ward. Xu Weixia lay pale and unconscious while Angelina clutched Yelena's hand beside her, sleeping restlessly and occasionally furrowing her brow.
"She'll be alright; just needs some time to recuperate," Alexander nodded as he sat beside Xu Weixia and sighed deeply while observing the sleeping young man. His first impression of Xu Weixia had not been favorable; after all, his teenage daughter had barely matured before being swept away by this young man—who could accept that?
However, over time, he had seen many admirable qualities in him: diligent, grounded, kind-hearted, and most importantly devoted. Despite having little money or influence at present, he treated Alexander's daughter well—only her looks remained intact; her figure left much to be desired.
His temper wasn't particularly good either; as a father, Alexander understood that it stemmed from being spoiled since childhood. If it were anyone else, they would have run away by now. In modern terms, his daughter lacked noble birth but possessed noble flaws.
Yet this young man not only tolerated her but also embraced her quirks. After earning some money, he immediately took her shopping—not just for her but also bought plenty for himself and Yelena. That alone was enough to earn his respect!
While lost in thought, Yelena slowly stirred and looked towards the door. "Dad," she called out softly.
Alexander turned to see Old Father bustling about even at this late hour in the hospital and quickly got up to greet him.
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