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“You’re saying it’s a CN nerve agent?” the police officer looked at Xu’s assistant with some hesitation, “Are you sure?”

Xu’s assistant nodded, “These were all detected by Dr. Li, and he has the records.”

The officer nodded affirmatively and made a note of it, finally turning to Ji Mulan: “Ms. Ji, if this involves foreign elements, the investigation will be much more difficult.”

“Why?” Ji Mulan asked the officer, visibly agitated, “Old Xu has been poisoned; look at him now, lying on the hospital bed, his life hanging by a thread…”

The officer, understanding the emotions of the victim’s family, held his notebook, “Our authority isn’t that extensive, and it’s highly likely this will end up unresolved.”

He was being honest with Ji Mulan.

Xiangcheng, being near the border, had too many such cases.

The two officers almost spelled it out: the waters were too deep for ordinary people to dare to wade in.

“We will do our best,” another officer tried to soothe Ji Mulan.

But looking into their eyes.

How could Ji Mulan not know they were just making excuses, “If you don’t have the authority, then find someone who does!”

She was about to say more, but she was stopped by Xu’s assistant, who shook his head at her.

Xu’s assistant escorted the two officers out.

He then called Ren Qian; among the people they knew, only Ren Qian had a significant influence in Xiangcheng.

“Mr. Xu returned to Jiangjing?” Ren Qian had already received the false news from Xu’s assistant.

Xu’s assistant followed Bai Lian’s wishes and subtly changed the subject without a trace, “Yes, so is the police force in Xiangcheng limited in handling international cases?”

Upon hearing this, Ren Qian answered seriously, “It’s not exactly that there’s no way…”

Xu’s assistant was startled, “Please, tell me.”

“Xu’s assistant, can’t you guess?” Ren Qian did not say it directly.

But Xu’s assistant understood, “Thank you.”

Ji Mulan sat in front of Xu En’s hospital bed and tilted her head slightly, “What does Ren Qian mean? Is there someone who can take care of Old Xu’s issue? Who is it?”

Xu’s assistant was somewhat silent: “You should have heard of him, Chen Yongkun.”

Chen Yongkun?

Ji Mulan looked up blankly.

She had heard the name more than once; Xu En had been in Xiangcheng for so long and, with his status, hadn’t been able to invite that Mr. Chen for a meal. Only Xu Yajun from Jiangjing had met Mr. Chen once.

To meet him was already so difficult, yet to ask Mr. Chen to investigate Xu En’s case…

Xu’s assistant took out his cell phone to leave.

He was calling Xu Wenyao.

Xu Wenyao was on the way from Beicheng to Xiangcheng, and as he heard the news, his gaze turned to the window outside, “So we cannot hold them accountable?”

“There’s no way,” sighed Xu’s assistant, having experienced more than Xu Wenyao, “It’s already an unexpected stroke of luck that Mr. Xu was saved this time. Ren Qian and the others made it very clear. Regarding this matter, he suspects that it might be Mr. Lu, so perhaps only Chen Yongkun would be able to intervene.”

After all, the project that Xu En had was snatched from Mr. Lu’s hands.

Xu En had been here so long, and Mr. Lu was the only enemy they knew of, not aware that Mr. Lu had already disappeared.

Xu Wenyao pursed his lips, “I’ll contact Xu Yajun.”

He and Xu Yajun had been high school classmates.

In times like this, they could only contact her; no one in the Xu Family knew Mr. Chen.

**

When Bai Lian brought Ji Heng to see Xu En, Xu’s assistant had just hung up the phone.

“Miss Bai, Mr. Ji.” Seeing both of them, Xu’s assistant greeted them respectfully and proactively opened the door to the hospital room.

“What happened?” Bai Lian walked up to the bed, casually checking Xu En’s pulse.

She asked indifferently.

Ji Mulan was upset at the moment; Dr. Lance hadn’t delivered the antidote yet, and she didn’t know whether she could trust Bai Lian.

As for Xu En’s case, they still hadn’t found anyone to investigate it.

Bai Lian asked her question, but Ji Mulan couldn’t be bothered to reply.

Ji Heng sat silently on the side, quietly asking Xu’s assistant about Xu En’s condition.

Xu’s assistant explained a few words to Ji Heng, and remembering Bai Lian liked tea, he found a can of tea and went out to get some hot water to brew it for her.

He then answered Bai Lian, “The police said this case will be difficult to investigate, it’s impossible to gather evidence, and it’s very likely it’ll come to nothing.”

Xu’s assistant didn’t spell out the specifics.

It was only this morning after going to school that Xu’s assistant realized Bai Lian was just a high school senior.

“Why?” Bai Lian withdrew her hand, gesturing for Xu’s assistant to place the tea on the table, her eyes slightly narrowed.

She wasn’t very familiar with modern laws.

Ji Mulan looked up at Bai Lian, pressing her temples, “You go back and focus on your studies, why ask so much? We already have enough trouble, don’t get involved in this, child.”

Bai Lian took out her phone, slightly tilted her head, her eyebrows and eyes unusually cold.

“Miss Bai,” Xu’s assistant didn’t pay attention to Ji Mulan, explaining to Bai Lian, “Because it involves foreign jurisdictions, we need assistance from Interpol to investigate and gather evidence…”

Mr. Chen might have a way.

But he didn’t voice that thought.

Bai Lian’s phone then rang.

“Okay,” Bai Lian answered the call; standing by the window, she looked down at the floor below, “Third floor, room 312.”

Room 312 was Xu En’s hospital room.

Xu’s assistant looked at Bai Lian with surprise. Who was on the other end of the phone?

“Is it really that troublesome?” Ji Heng still held his large tobacco pipe, which wasn’t lit. Most of the time, it helped him calm down.

So he carried it everywhere.

Ji Mulan sighed, “Dad, don’t ask if you don’t know; even Ren Qian can’t do anything for now.”

She mentioned Ren Qian, and Ji Heng understood the severity of the situation, “Then what do we do?”

What to do?

Ji Mulan didn’t know either.

During the silence, there was a knock on the door, and Xu’s assistant snapped back to awareness and went to open the door with the kettle in his hand.

Outside stood a middle-aged man dressed in casual black attire, holding a bunch of sunflowers. His face was stern as he nodded slightly at Xu’s assistant before entering.

When he saw Bai Lian and Ji Heng, he greeted, “Miss Bai, Uncle Ji.”

He placed the sunflowers beside Xu En’s pillow.

He didn’t greet Ji Mulan.

“Director Chen, this case…” Bai Lian put away her phone, focusing only on Xu En in the bed, her tone measured, “Will it end unresolved?”

Her tone suggested—

Chen Yongkun, dare to say “yes” and see what happens.