Captain Liu joked with a smile, "I wonder if the Mystic Department needs people. Do I have a chance of joining them? Why would the Mystic Department ever take a nobody like me?"
He then said to Zhang Chen, "Word has come down from above telling me to prepare the reception. In the next few days, that mysterious Director will personally come to the Daxing Mountain Range hunting grounds to deal with the mysterious incidents in the mountains. If you get a chance to meet him, you might be freed ahead of time."
As he spoke, Captain Liu patted Zhang Chen's shoulder. "I'll find a way to create an opportunity for you to meet that mysterious Director. When the time comes, you must seize it. Whether you can rise to prominence and win that Director's favor will depend on you. Wang Gong is buried under a heap of troubles right now. It'll still take a year or half before he can get you out. Rather than that, you might as well hitch a ride on that extraordinary man's fast train and have the charges against you cleared. The Daxing Mountain Range is a bitterly cold place. Staying here will only make you suffer. Better to return sooner to the watery towns south of the Yangtze."
"The Great Leader of the Mystic Department?" Zhang Chen fell into thought. That kid had said he wanted to go out and make something of himself. Who would have thought he would rise so swiftly, ascending to the heavens in a single step?
As the two ate meat, the roar of trucks suddenly came from outside the village. Zhang Chen, who had been reaching for a slice of meat, lifted his head in surprise toward the village entrance, curiosity flashing in his eyes. *Wang Biao