The black Bentley Bentayga slowly pulled over on a quiet stretch of road about a kilometer from the gates of the Provincial Military Academy.
Qin Churan looked at the imposing, heavily guarded building nearby, with armed sentries posted at its entrance, and frowned deeply. "We're staying here?"
Forget people-even a fly would probably have to register to get inside.
As though he hadn't noticed her confusion, Chen Lin switched off the engine, deftly opened the rear door, and lifted out Clear Wind and Bright Moon, who had been dozing the whole time, setting them on the ground.
"Go on." He stroked the two little creatures' heads and gave them a mental command. Find the guy with a general's star on his shoulder and bring him out.
"Meow~"
Clear Wind gave a lazy meow, stretched, and darted into the roadside grass, vanishing from sight. Bright Moon followed close behind, just as swift and silent.
Qin Churan's mouth twitched at the sight.
Seriously, at a time like this, he still wanted to walk the cats?
How could he be so carefree? They were investigating a case!
She grumbled inwardly and was about to say something when she realized Chen Lin had already returned to the driver's seat, closed his eyes, and resumed his unshakable routine of resting.
Qin Churan had no fight left in her.
Fine. Let him do whatever he wanted.
She had agreed to follow his lead in everything!
She turned her gaze toward the solemn, imposing military academy.
Meanwhile, in the Provincial Military Academy's main auditorium, an exchange event for young officers from across the province was in full swing.
On the dais, Zhao Hua, the military region's deputy commander, sat upright with a practiced, cordial smile, listening to an outstanding cadet representative's speech.
He was nearly sixty, slightly