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Swire's golden tail wagged excitedly. "Want to make a bet? I bet Old Wei won't last three minutes before he surrenders."

"I'll bet two minutes," Hoshiguma grinned.

Chen Hui-chieh finally couldn't hold back any longer and walked over, giving them a cold glance. "... Childish."

But Su Rui noticed that her gaze involuntarily followed Lady Wenyue's figure, and a complex emotion flashed in her dragon eyes.

Lady Wenyue had already walked to Wei Yenwu's side.

After page 659 of Volume 11, come to my house for dinner.

Candela keenly sensed the change in atmosphere and politely bowed to take her leave. Wei Yenwu wanted to explain something, but Lady Wenyue simply raised her hand, signaling him to calm down.

Then--

She calmly took a laptop out of her handbag, turned on the screen, and turned to Wei Yenwu.

Su Rui's smile deepened.

That document contained the evidence he had anonymously sent to Lady Wenyue —a complete record of Wei Yenwu's official schedule for the week, including the time, location, and participants of every meeting, and even screenshots from the City Hall's surveillance footage.

Wei Yenwu's expression shifted from shock to confusion, and finally to helplessness. He whispered something to Lady Wenyue, and the coldness on her face finally melted slightly.

"It seems the misunderstanding has been cleared up." Su Rui took a sip of champagne, her tone relaxed.

"That's it?" Swire pouted in disappointment. "I thought I was going to see something more exciting."

Hoshiguma patted her on the shoulder. "Be content, at least we saw Old Wei's expression for that moment." She added with a mischievous grin, "Worth the price of admission."

Chen Hui-chieh glanced at Wei Yenwu and his wife chatting happily in the distance, then looked at Su Rui beside her, who looked quite content, and suddenly asked, "You had this planned all along?"

Su Rui blinked. "I just..." he deliberately drawled, "... helped with a small favor."

Chen Hui-chieh gave a soft hum, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

The Quill looked at this and then at that, finally asking softly, "So... what do we need to do now?"

Su Rui placed the empty glass back on the waiter's tray, her smile gentle, "Of course..."

He paused deliberately, and under the expectant gazes of the crowd, slowly said:

"Let's keep watching the show."

The crystal chandelier in the Banquet Hall cast a soft light. After Wei Yenwu Lady Wenyue had been talking by the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time, their gazes turned in unison towards Chen Hui-chieh's direction.

Lady Wenyue smiled gently, her eyes crinkling slightly, and waved lightly to Su Rui. Her posture was elegant and composed, yet Su Rui inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine—as if she had seen right through him.

"Looks like we've been discovered." Su Rui said to Chen Hui-chieh beside her in a low voice, her tone slightly teasing, but she subtly took a half-step behind her.

Chen Hui-chieh's back stiffened visibly for a moment. She pursed her lips, a hint of unease flashing in her dragon eyes, her fingers unconsciously tightening around the champagne glass stem. As the youngest head of the Special Inspectorate of the Lungmen Guard Department Bureau, she could remain calm even when surrounded by thugs, but she felt somewhat lost only around this aunt who had watched her grow up—especially when Lady Wenyue looked at her with that knowing, gentle gaze.

"... Let's go." She finally said in a low voice, her military boots making a slight rubbing sound on the carpet as she took a step.

Su Rui followed behind her, keenly noticing the taut lines of the back of her neck. He couldn't help but chuckle, earning a warning glance from Chen Hui-chieh in return.

"Little Chen," Lady Wenyue called affectionately, reaching out to tidy up non-existent stray hairs near her temples. "How was your holiday?"

"Everything is normal," Chen Hui-chieh replied matter-of-factly, her voice half a tone lower than usual.

Wei Yenwu stood to the side, his gaze lingering on Su Rui's face for a moment, before he suddenly spoke meaningfully, "Mr. Su is very familiar with the City Hall's surveillance system?"

Su Rui remained unfazed, even flashing a bright smile, "I know a little bit." It turns out that people can't help but laugh when they're extremely nervous.

Lady Wenyue chuckled softly, the jade bracelet on her wrist clinking gently with the movement. She patted Su Rui's shoulder lightly but firmly, saying, "Young man, you're very thoughtful." Her smiling gaze swept between Su Rui and Chen Hui-chieh, "Come to our house for dinner often."

Chen Hui-chieh's ear tips flushed a light red, and her knuckles holding the wine glass turned slightly white. Su Rui smiled, her eyes crinkling, and readily replied, "I'll definitely be bothered."

Wei Yenwu looked at his wife's mischievous smile and shook his head helplessly, but when he met Su Rui's gaze, he nodded almost imperceptibly—a tacit understanding between men.

The noise of the Banquet Hall gradually faded away as Su Rui and Chen Hui-chieh walked through a long corridor covered with a dark red carpet, their footsteps almost completely absorbed by the thick carpet. At the end of the corridor, two waiters in dark blue uniforms silently opened the double carved wooden doors, revealing a dimly lit reception room inside.

Candela sat in the center of the curved sofa, a slender cigarette between her fingers, the smoke rising in the beam of light from the overhead lamp. Her red lips curved slightly, her gaze sweeping over the two people who entered, finally settling on Chen Hui-chieh's tense jawline.

"Officer Chen," she exhaled a smoke ring, her voice as sharp as a honeyed blade, "We were so grateful to you for handling the security issue last time."

Chen Hui-chieh's military boots left slight indentations on the carpet, and he stood as straight as a drawn sword. "It's my duty."

Su Rui walked naturally to the liquor cabinet, his fingers brushing over a row of bottles with French labels, finally selecting a bottle of well-aged cognac. As the amber liquid was poured into a crystal glass, he casually remarked, "Ms. Candela specifically invited us here; it couldn't have been just to express her gratitude, could it?"

Candela chuckled, stubbing out her cigarette in the crystal ashtray with her scarlet-nailed fingers. "Mr. Su is indeed perceptive." She leaned forward suddenly, her silk skirt rustling against the sofa. "I'd like to know, Lady Wenyue's sudden visit to Dossoles was really just for..." She deliberately drew out her words, "To monitor her husband?"

Chen Hui-chieh's pupils contracted slightly.

Su Rui walked over, swirling her wine glass, and subtly blocked Chen Hui-chieh's path half a step. "What does the mayor think?"

The old clock in the corner of the room ticked rhythmically, and Candela's gaze shifted between the two men. Suddenly, she reached out and pressed a hidden button on the sofa armrest, activating the privacy mode of the floor-to-ceiling window and completely isolating the room from the outside world.

Candela's red lips pursed slightly, her fingertips tapping lightly on the sofa armrest, the crystal nails making a dull sound against the leather. Her gaze lingered on Su Rui's face for a few seconds, then swept over Chen Hui-chieh, as if weighing something.

"Mr. Su," she finally spoke, her voice carrying a hint of probing, "I've heard that Commander Wei's recent activities in Dossoles ...are somewhat unusual?"

Su Rui sat on the single sofa opposite her, relaxed, but a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes. He picked up the black tea on the coffee table, took a small sip, and then slowly replied, "Ms. Candela, you are the mayor of Dossoles. You should know more about Commander Wei's schedule than I do."

Candela chuckled softly, her fingertips lightly tracing the rim of her glass. "But some things, the official records might not include."

Chen Hui-chieh stood to one side, while Chixiao leaned against the sofa. Her expression remained cold, but Su Rui could feel her muscles tense slightly—clearly, she didn't like this topic.

Volume 11, Chapter 660: Su Rui's Intelligence

"Commander Wei's official itinerary is classified as confidential in Lungmen." Chen Hui-chieh's voice was calm, but her words were clear. "If you have any questions, you can directly submit a formal inquiry to the Lungmen City Hall."

Candela's gaze lingered on Chen Hui-chieh for a moment before returning to Su Rui's face, her smile unwavering, "Officer Chen is truly impartial in separating public and private matters."

Su Rui put down her teacup, tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, and said in a relaxed tone, "Ms. Candela, if you are truly concerned about Dossoles ' safety, I can certainly offer some assistance."

Candela raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Su Rui pulled a data chip from his pocket and gently pushed it to the center of the coffee table. "These are transaction records from the Dossoles underground black market over the past three months, including several batches of Originium artifacts of dubious origin."

Candela's fingertips paused slightly, then she picked up the chip and gently twirled it under the light. "... Interesting."

"In addition," Su Rui continued, "I've also noticed that several mercenary teams have been frequently entering and leaving the abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city recently, and their movements are quite unusual."

Candela's eyes flickered slightly. "Mercenaries?"

"Hmm." Su Rui nodded. "Although there's no direct threat at the moment, it could become a hidden danger if left unchecked."

Candela paused for a moment, then put the chip back into her palm, a slight smile playing on her lips, "Mr. Su's intelligence network is indeed impressive."

Su Rui smiled and said, "It was just a small favor I did."

Candela's gaze swept between him and Chen Hui-chieh, and finally she sighed softly, "It seems my chances of finding out about Commander Wei are slim?"

Su Rui shrugged, her smile innocent, "Sorry." After all, Su Rui didn't rely on this for a living; she only shared information when she felt like it.

Candela chuckled softly, stood up, her silk dress gliding across the sofa like water. "Then I won't disturb you any longer." She walked towards the door, but suddenly turned back. "By the way, if you encounter any trouble in the city, feel free to contact me anytime."

She left a gold-embossed business card and then gracefully departed.

After the door closed, Chen Hui-chieh's tense shoulders finally relaxed. She looked at Su Rui, her brows furrowing slightly. "What information did you give her?"

Su Rui picked up the business card and gently flipped it between her fingers. "It's all publicly available information, but... I've tidied it up a bit."

Chen Hui-chieh stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek. "What are you planning now?"

Su Rui was pinched so hard she could barely speak, "Ouch, ouch, ouch--Chen~, I really was just doing a favor this time!"

Chen Hui-chieh gave a soft snort and released her grip, "That's for the best."

Su Rui rubbed his face, a sly smile on his face, "However, Candela's concern about Commander Wei's whereabouts does pique my curiosity..."

Chen Hui-chieh's dragon eyes narrowed slightly. "... Don't cause trouble."

Su Rui raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. "Don't worry, I have no interest in my elders' private affairs."

Chen Hui-chieh stared at him for two seconds, then finally sighed, turned and walked towards the door. "Let's go, back to the hotel."

Su Rui followed with a smile, casually slipping the gold-embossed business card into her pocket.

After all, some intelligence is better left unsaid.

Back at the hotel, the wall lamps in the corridor cast a dim yellow glow. As soon Su Rui swiped his card to open the door, a fragrant breeze suddenly wafted up from behind him— Lin Yuhsia grabbed his wrist with such force that she almost crushed his wrist bones, and dragged him into the empty suite next door without saying a word.

"Bang!"

The moment the door slammed shut, Su Rui's back slammed into the decorative mirror in the entryway. The mirror's icy touch came through his shirt, while Lin Yuhsia's palm was pressed against his chest, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

"What did you and Chen do behind my back?" Her voice was extremely low, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, and her usually smiling peach blossom eyes were now burning with a hidden fire.

Su Rui could smell a faint scent of perfume on her, mixed with a hint of alcohol—she must have drunk quite a bit tonight. He lowered his head slightly, meeting her upturned face. In her eyes, besides anger, there was also a trace of unease he rarely saw...

"Boss Lin," he tried to make his voice sound more relaxed, "what is this—"

"Don't interrupt," Lin Yuhsia interrupted him, her nail-painted fingertips tracing his collarbone. "You've been distracted ever since we left the Banquet Hall..." Her fingers suddenly stopped at his collar, "... there's still a lipstick stain on it."

Su Rui looked down and saw a faint rose color, obviously from Chen Hui-chieh's unconscious smudge when Candela interrogated her.

"I can explain this," he said, just as he was about to raise his hand to wipe it away, Lin Yuhsia's knee was already pressed against his inner thigh, the skin exposed by the slit of her silk cheongsam was shockingly hot.

"I'll count to three." She loosened his tie with her other hand, her breath hitting his Adam's apple. "One..."

Footsteps suddenly echoed down the corridor, and Chen Hui-chieh's voice came faintly. "Su Rui?"

Lin Yuhsia's pupils suddenly contracted. Su Rui felt her body tense up instantly as she pressed against him, and a hint of panic he had never seen before flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Just as the second sound was about to escape her lips, Su Rui suddenly grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

The kiss carried the bittersweet taste of whiskey and the coolness of mint, the flavor of the hangover candy he had just sucked on at the bar. Lin Yuhsia's struggle lasted only half a second; her body softened before her reason could, but the fingers gripping his collar tightened involuntarily.

"... You cheated." She accused breathlessly as their lips parted, her voice no longer as forceful as before, but instead carrying a hint of barely perceptible grievance.

Su Rui nuzzled her reddened earlobe with the tip of his nose. "Candela was testing the relationship between Commander Wei and Bolivar. Inspector Chen was just playing along." He deliberately let his breath brush against her neck. "As for the lipstick stain..." He chuckled and licked away the smudged lipstick from the corner of her lips. "Now you're involved too."

Chen Hui-chieh's footsteps outside the door gradually faded away. Lin Yuhsia suddenly exerted force, throwing him onto the sofa, straddling his waist, and looking down at him with a cold laugh, "You think you can get away with this?"

She took his belt buckle and toyed with it in her hand; the metal buckle gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Su Rui noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly—not from anger, but from some more complex emotion.

"I want to know all your 'little secrets'..." The metal clasp snapped open, and her voice suddenly lowered, "From beginning to end."

Su Rui looked into her eyes and finally understood. He gently grasped her trembling wrist. "Are you worried?"

"Who's worried!" Lin Yuhsia retorted immediately, but her ears were burning red. "I just..." her voice trailed off, "... don't like feeling left out."

Moonlight streamed through the gauze curtains, casting dappled shadows on her delicate profile. Su Rui suddenly realized that this usually composed and capable boss, Mr. Lin, was now as anxious as a child afraid of being abandoned.

He sighed softly and reached out to tuck a stray strand of her hair behind her ear, "How about I take you with me next time?"

Lin Yuhsia turned her face away from him, but her tense shoulders relaxed. "... Who cares?"

Su Rui smiled and pulled her into his arms, feeling her breathing gradually become steady. Outside the window, Dossoles was still brightly lit, and in this quiet corner, their heartbeats were slowly synchronizing.

Volume 11, Chapter 661: It's a long story

The morning sunlight streamed into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling Wei Yenwu's private residence with a faint scent of sandalwood. Su Rui sat on the leather sofa, her fingers unconsciously tracing the rim of her teacup. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Lin Yuhsia elegantly crossing her legs, her fingertips lightly tapping the sofa armrest—a subtle gesture when she was impatient.

Lady Wenyue approached carrying a teapot, the gold thread embroidered on the cuffs of her kimono shimmering in the sunlight. She smiled and poured tea for Su Rui, saying gently, "Mr. Su, I heard you shone brightly at the banquet in Candela last night?"

Su Rui accepted the teacup and smiled politely, "Madam, you flatter me. It's just a little trick." Su Rui was actually quite uncomfortable in this kind of setting and secretly squeezed Lin Yuhsia's hand.

Lin Yuhsia gave a soft hum, picked up her teacup and took a sip, but her gaze drifted to Wei Yenwu sitting opposite her. The Governor of Lungmen was looking down at a document, his brows slightly furrowed, clearly not in a good mood.

"Su Rui," Wei Yenwu suddenly spoke, his voice deep and authoritative, "I've heard that your intelligence network in Bolivar is very well-developed."

Su Rui put down her teacup, her expression unchanged. "Is there anything Commander Wei needs?"

Wei Yenwu pushed the documents onto the coffee table, tapping them with his fingertip. "Recently, there have been some... unsettling movements at the Lungmen border." He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp, "Someone is secretly contacting the Infected organization, attempting to provoke trouble."

Lin Yuhsia's fingers stopped on the armrest, her eyes flickering slightly.

Su Rui picked up the file and quickly scanned it, his brows furrowing slightly. "These people's modus operandi..." He paused, "... doesn't seem like that of ordinary radicals."

"That's right," Wei Yenwu said in a deep voice, "Their equipment and financial flows are too professional; they must be backed by someone."

Lady Wenyue gently set down the teapot, her kimono sleeve brushing against the tea table. "Mr. Su, during your time in Dossoles, did you notice anything unusual?"

Su Rui and Lin Yuhsia exchanged a glance.

"There are indeed some clues." Su Rui carefully chose his words. "Candela has been paying unusual attention to Lungmen's movements lately, and..." He paused, "... the cash flow of several of her merchant guilds is not quite normal."

Lin Yuhsia suddenly spoke up, "Commander Wei suspects that someone in Dossoles is secretly supporting these riots?"

Wei Yenwu didn't answer directly. Instead, he took a small data terminal from a drawer and pushed it in front of Su Rui: "These contain the communication records we intercepted at the border, but the encryption method is very special."