Chapter 563: Uphold Justice?

Jinghong Tower opera singer, Lin Yan?

Never heard of him.

The Director had no time to talk to this nameless opera singer right now. Beside him sat a super "bomb" capable of overturning the Red Dust main city. While he was already overwhelmed, where would he find the time to uphold any justice?

"I don't have time right now," the Director said coldly.

The opera singer "Lin Yan," holding the oil-paper umbrella, showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he glanced at "Li Ruohong" and gathered his courage to say:

"Director, Li Ruohong, the owner of the Great World Cabaret, is using his power as the nephew of Beidou Consortium Chairman Mu Chunsheng to bully my Jinghong Tower with thuggish tactics, making it impossible for us to open for business...

I heard you are the Director of the Red Dust main city's Police Bureau, specifically responsible for maintaining order. I want to ask, is there really such a thing as justice in this world?"

Director: ?

The Director glanced at "Li Ruohong" beside him. "Li Ruohong" was looking at him and "Lin Yan" with a bright smile, making no effort to hide the mockery in his eyes, as if he were very interested in how the Director would answer.

He, Police Bureau Director Wang Jincheng, had lived for over thirty years and had never seen such a bizarre situation.

He could understand this nameless opera singer's feelings—after all, no one would feel good encountering such things, and it was normal to come to him for justice... but you really know how to pick your timing, don't you?!

The Twilight Society's [Heart 6] is sitting right next to me, planning to send the entire Red Dust Realm's top brass to the sky, and you come running here to seek justice right in the face of the main culprit?

You want me to uphold justice for you, but who am I supposed to go to for justice???

The Director's temples were throbbing with worry. He covered his face in speechlessness, took a few deep breaths to calm his messed-up mood, and spoke as calmly as possible:

"Lin Yan from Jinghong Tower, right... I've noted your request, but I'm a bit busy right now... How about this, wait until I have some free time later, and I'll find you, okay?"

"So, you will uphold justice for me?" "Lin Yan" asked earnestly.

“……”

The Director took another deep breath. "I will. Please wait a moment, okay?"

"Lin Yan" glared at "Li Ruohong," and after hesitating for a long time, he turned and left with his oil-paper umbrella, walking toward the other side of the venue.

"Haha, you intend to uphold justice for him?" "Li Ruohong" said with a smile.

"[Heart 6], perhaps we can talk..." The Director was still trying to negotiate with him. "Doing this won't benefit you either..."

"You said it yourself, I'm a lunatic. What kind of benefits would I want?"

“……”

The Director was instantly speechless, unable to say anything for a long time.

On the other hand, "Li Ruohong" seemed to be in a very good mood. He patted the Director on the shoulder and slowly stood up from his seat.

"Director Wang, don't forget our bet... and don't try to evacuate these people. I will be watching you the whole time. Once you open your mouth to tell them about this, I will detonate the bomb immediately. At that time... hehehe."

After saying this, "Li Ruohong" shook the champagne in his hand at the Director, drank it in one gulp, and disappeared from the Director's sight without looking back.

The Director wanted to stop "Li Ruohong," but was wary of the explosives in his hands. He could only watch him leave, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"Damn it... how did the situation turn out like this??"

After confirming that "Li Ruohong" had gone far away, the Director didn't hesitate to pull out his walkie-talkie and press the button.

"This is Wang Jincheng!! Contact [Fusheng Hui] immediately! It has been confirmed that three Twilight Society members have infiltrated the Beidou Consortium's birthday banquet and are preparing to detonate explosives to kill all attendees!! Repeat!! Contact [Fusheng Hui] immediately!! We need support!!"

Just as this message was sent, the walkie-talkie in his hand flickered and suddenly turned into a sweet mousse cake.

The Director froze in place.

……

"Li Ruohong," holding a transparent umbrella, unhurriedly tucked the walkie-talkie into his coat, the corners of his mouth curling up involuntarily.

He crossed the venue and walked straight into an empty corridor. Light and shadow filtered through the towering stone pillars, leaving streaks of shadows on the luxurious marble floor. Only two sets of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

"Li Ruohong" put away his transparent umbrella and walked forward slowly. On the other side of the corridor, a red-clad figure, also carrying an oil-paper umbrella, was walking toward him with a smile.

The moment the two figures brushed past each other, they raised their hands and slapped them together in celebration, making a crisp sound.

—Pop!

As two layers of skin drifted down, both figures changed simultaneously. "Li Ruohong" put on the bright red opera robe and changed back into Chen Ling, while "Lin Yan," who had originally been wearing the bright red opera robe, changed back into Li Qingshan.

"Brother Lin, they seem to be led around by the nose by us." Li Qingshan blinked.

"Get used to it... also, your acting wasn't bad either."

"Compared to Brother Lin, I'm still quite lacking."

Chen Ling smiled and didn't continue the topic. Instead, he took out the walkie-talkie from his coat and adjusted it casually.

Since just now, Chen Ling had sensed a weak signal coming from the direction of Mu Chunsheng's private residence, establishing an intermittent connection with the Director's walkie-talkie. It was likely that the Director had secretly sent a bug or something similar inside, intending to eavesdrop on intelligence.

After discovering this, Chen Ling changed his strategy. It was still a bit risky to sneak directly into Mu Chunsheng's private residence. Now, with this eavesdropping device, he could more conveniently understand the situation over there... Of course, Chen Ling specifically waited until the Director had finished sending the distress signal before swapping the device over.

While strengthening the signal connection between the two, Chen Ling thanked the Director for the gift in his heart. It had to be said, this Director was actually quite capable; it was just a pity he had met the wrong opponent.

"Brother Lin, what is this?"

"An eavesdropping device. It can monitor the situation at Mu Chunsheng's place at any time." The signal problem that was very tricky for the Director was not a difficult task at all for Chen Ling. He instantly connected to the eavesdropping device's signal, and a fuzzy conversation came through.

……

Mu Chunsheng's office.

"Chairman, the guests' gifts have arrived," a butler said respectfully.

In the office, a gray-haired figure was sitting in a wheelchair, coughing weakly from time to time. After a long while, he gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment.

"How are those two doing?"

"They are still undergoing security checks to ensure they aren't carrying any dangerous weapons before they come in."

"Very good." Mu Chunsheng nodded slightly. He glanced at a batch of exquisite gift boxes being pushed in on a cart and asked casually, "Is there anything special among these gifts?"

"Chairman Lu of the Dinglu Consortium sent a winery; the Director of the Price Bureau sent a document that hadn't been approved for a long time; and..." The butler read from the list, rattling off a bunch, and finally added,

"Young Master Ruohong also sent you a gift, saying he wants you to open it and see for yourself."

Mu Chunsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze instantly landed on the gift box with the conspicuous mark. A moment later, he signaled his son to slowly push his wheelchair toward the direction of that gift box...