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Chapter 10: I’ll Remember to Wear One Next Time When Guān Suī uttered the three words, “fishing for a wife,” Duàn Zé was stunned for a long while. Once he realized what was being said, he let out several consecutive “Holy sh*t” exclamations, immediately followed by the interrogation: “Who is it? When did you get involved with someone?” If Duàn Zé had been next to Guān Suī, he would definitely have been jumping up and down while pressing his face right up to the other man. It was…-
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The Banquet Trap Grand Hyatt Shuangcheng, rooftop ballroom. Crystal chandeliers illuminated the entire space as brightly as day, the air thick with the complex scents of expensive perfume, cigars, and roasted delicacies. A sea of elegant dresses moved amidst the clinking of glasses. This was the site of the milestone release and appreciation banquet for the New City Development Zone project, gathering the majority of Shuangcheng's political and business elites, financial titans, and media…-
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Temporary Alliance Five days after the operation, 2:17 AM. The small meeting room of the Criminal Investigation Division had been converted into a temporary night command center. The curtains were drawn tight, shutting out the last flickers of neon light from the outside world. The whiteboard was covered in printouts of data initially recovered from the Point C server, flowcharts of funds, and photos of Zhao Ming, Zhang Hai, and Qin Mo, all connected by a web of colored markers. The air was thick with…
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Rooftop Confrontation Three days after the operation ended, 4:20 PM. The wind was strong, carrying the bone-chilling, dry scent unique to early winter as it howled through the canyons of the city's skyscrapers. On the rooftop of a forty-two-story office building in the financial district, the space was empty save for massive ventilation pipes, cooling towers, and the rugged concrete floor. Beyond the guardrails, the entirety of Shuangcheng spread out under a pale grey sky—a vast, cold, and magnificent…
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Joint Action Shuangcheng Public Security Bureau, small briefing room. Two maps were displayed side-by-side on the projection screen. On the left was a satellite map of the old urban district, with three scattered points marked in red circles. On the right was a more abstract map of capital flow connections; at the center of a dense web of lines and nodes, the name Xinlong was written. Lin Jianfeng stood before the screen, a whiteboard marker spinning nimbly between her fingers. She had changed into a…
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The First Gift Technical Section of the Shuangcheng Public Security Bureau, 1:00 AM. The lights were blindingly white, and the air was thick with the smell of coffee, heat from electronic equipment, and some kind of chemical reagent. Computer fans hummed as data streams and comparison progress bars scrolled across several screen walls. Lin Jianfeng sat on a temporary folding chair in the corner, still wearing the jacket with the torn cuff. She hadn't changed, nor did she feel sleepy. She held an unlit…
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Warning Two days had passed since Lin Jianfeng’s night visit to the Qingyuan Capital building. The investigation had fallen into a strange stalemate. The surface clues of Zhao Ming’s case seemed to have been meticulously scrubbed by an invisible hand. The technical department had recovered the cloud backup of Zhao Ming’s phone, but the call logs and social media content were so normal they were boring—like a carefully scripted play. The scrap of paper pointing to "NL" and the Nanwan project…
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Coffee and Code 9:47 PM, 36th floor of the Qingyuan Capital building. Most of the office areas were already dark, with only a few scattered project team cubicles still lit. The central air conditioning emitted a low hum, mixing with the occasional rhythmic chugging of a distant printer to create the weary silence unique to an office at night. Shen Qingwu's office was located at the end of the floor, occupying the best vantage point. Outside the curved floor-to-ceiling windows, the vibrant night view of…
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trust rebuilding The fourth day, four o'clock in the morning. Lin Jianfeng parked his car in the shadow opposite the Qingyuan Capital Building again.Same position, same posture.The short rest after two consecutive days of intense work did not dispel the fatigue, but instead made the tense nerves more sensitive.The wound on my left shoulder ached vaguely at night, like a stubborn reminder. She looked up.The light on the top floor was still on, hanging a little alone in the dark night, seemingly more…
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cold war The third day after the confession bureau ended. There seemed to be invisible ice crystals in the air.The corridor of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was quieter than usual, and even the wind caused by walking was cautious.The team members exchanged glances with some tacit avoidance - Team Lin's air pressure was too low and he had not slept much for two consecutive days. The red bloodshot eyes and low air pressure emanating from his body made all reports automatically streamlined to the…
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