2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"That's true." Yan Muyun nodded calmly and admitted.

"you..."

Luo Beiyuan was almost speechless by him. After adjusting himself, he continued with a helpless expression: "The flow of people at the entrance of the Superpower Registration Office is not that small. There were at least dozens of people coming in and out during that time, and you were just one of them." That’s all, why did he decide it was you?”

Yan Muyun thought of the course map of his and Xia Houhao's actions in the police office yesterday. The first point of overlap was actually at a closed pet shop.

He said with some hesitation: "Maybe I came into contact with him without realizing it, and a series of coincidences happened in succession, which made the suspect mistakenly identify me as his contact person. ?”

"Does the Special Branch do things so casually now?" Luo Beiyuan seemed a little impatient and stood up to leave: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"No, no, no, please stay." Yan Muyun put a smile on his face and said, "After all, I am just an intern who has just joined a few days ago. Please forgive me for my inexperience in business."

"My time is very tight. If you have anything else to do, hurry up as soon as possible." Luo Beiyuan sighed and sat down again.

Yan Muyun cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Luo, I actually want to believe it... I'm sorry, please wait a moment, there's a call."

Seeing that the other party got up and left his seat, the expression on Luo Beiyuan's face remained unchanged. He picked up the coffee cup and brought it to his mouth, only to find that it was already empty.

"Hmm...Oh, that's right...Okay, okay..."

Yan Muyun stood next to the door of the coffee shop, his voice coming intermittently, and it was impossible to hear what was being said.

Luo Beiyuan turned his head and looked out the window, suddenly feeling that there were very few pedestrians on the street today.

"Mr. Luo." Yan Muyun said hello, but he stood still and did not come over.

Luo Beiyuan looked at him expressionlessly, crossing his hands in front of him with his index finger tapping the back of his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I just forgot to tell you that the suspect was actually arrested last night."

"Well, with your protection, the general public feels very at ease."

"Just now, the police finally found out something during their interrogation, so they called me."

Luo Beiyuan separated his hands and hung them on his sides: "That's great."

"Indeed." Yan Muyun, who was standing far away, nodded.

"So, can I go now?"

"I'm sorry, it can't be any more."

"Why?"

"Mr. Luo." Yan Muyun looked here with extremely sincere eyes: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be stern. If you surrender, you can reduce the sentence to a certain extent."

The atmosphere in the coffee shop suddenly froze, and the already quiet environment became even more deathly silent.

The big man who was listening to music and reading took off his headphones, the young man who was sitting in the corner working closed his computer, and the twins who were playing games on the sofa also put down their mobile phones.

Luo Beiyuan sighed: "Actually, as soon as I entered this store, I felt something was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Yan Muyun asked curiously.

Luo Beiyuan pointed to Zhang Lan who was sitting by the door: "A little suggestion, that unshaven man can put a tablet in front of him next time to watch the football game. It's really inappropriate for him to listen to music and read a book."

"Don't judge a book by its cover. I really like reading." Zhang Lan smiled bitterly.

"Sorry." Luo Beiyuan shrugged, and then pointed to Yan Long: "Also, I recognize the portable power armor of your Special Branch Bureau. Next time, don't just put it at your feet like a briefcase."

"Yeah." Yan Long lifted the black box at his feet and placed it on the table.

Han Jinyu and Han Yinzhu in the corner exchanged looks: "It seems that we have no flaws."

"You guys look just like junior high school students." Luo Beiyuan tried to be heartbroken.

"Damn it, I'm more or less a senior commissioner." Han Yinzhu muttered.

Yan Muyun was silent for a moment and then asked aloud: "So, Mr. Luo, have you admitted it?"

"Admit what?"

"I understand everything."

"I don't understand."

"Then please come with us to the police station for further interrogation."

"No, I'm not going."

"Why?"

"I do not want."

Yan Muyun smiled, as if he thought this reason was a bit outrageous: "How can ordinary citizens refuse casually when summoned by law enforcement agencies? Aren't they afraid that we will force them to summon them?"

"You can't do it." Luo Beiyuan unbuttoned the suit on his chest with one hand.

"Oh, I really don't want it to be yours." Yan Muyun looked a little regretful: "That was originally the last test. As long as you don't show anything suspicious, you can leave directly."

The expression on Luo Beiyuan's face froze: "Fishing law enforcement?"

"That's right." Yan Muyun looked calm.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Lan, who was sitting next to him, put his left fist in front of his mouth, coughed twice, and reminded in a low voice: "Fishing law enforcement is clearly prohibited in our country's laws."

Yan Muyun was shocked: "Sorry, I will definitely accept the punishment when I go back."

"You will be given two days to read through the 'Operation Guidelines for Executive Bureau Commissioners'." Zhang Lan put down the book and stood up from his seat.

Yan Long's finger was already on the activation button of the portable power armor, and Han Jinyu and Han Yinzhu each pulled out a black box from under the table.

Luo Beiyuan looked up at the ceiling, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled from his Dantian: "Fuck."

"I'm sorry, but I didn't expect it to be so easy." Yan Muyun shrugged.

"Xia Houhao must have really been caught."

"That's true, otherwise we wouldn't know what his power is."

"I think so too." Luo Beiyuan rubbed his eyebrows.

"You underestimate his professional ethics."

"It's just because he does know my last name... By the way, it was the 'Holy Cloth' who commissioned him to kill me."

"Huh?" Yan Muyun didn't expect an unexpected gain, and it came so suddenly.

"This organization wants to please me, so it provides me with a very easy job with very generous pay." Luo Beiyuan sighed and leaned on the table:

"I originally thought it was a small matter and I should just take the money delivered to my door. Unexpectedly, I got into trouble because of it, so naturally I wanted to take revenge on those idiots."

"Things related to human life, you said it was a 'little matter'?" Yan Muyun frowned slightly, and undisguised anger finally appeared in his eyes.

"Anyway, if they don't look for me, they will look for someone else. There is always a way. Ordinary people who are targeted by this kind of organization will eventually die." Luo Beiyuan looked indifferent:

"And I don't know who they want to kill, so why give up a million that is so easy for an unrelated stranger?"

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