Chapter 410: Don't Blame Them for Conspiracy Theories; the Enemy Is Simply Too Cunning

At this moment, the others also sensed something was wrong, and Deputy Factory Director Gu spoke up: "Deputy Factory Director Shen, where are you taking us?"

Shen Congjun coughed lightly: "When I returned yesterday, I passed by my brother-in-law's house. I happened to have something to ask them, so I turned in. Since I hadn't been there in a long time, the couple was overly enthusiastic, and I drank some wine. The document bag containing the materials happened to be left at their house."

Upon hearing this, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat.

All thought to themselves: Was it truly carelessly left there, or was there some conspiracy?

Do not blame them for conspiracy theories; the enemy is simply too cunning, making it necessary to consider that possibility.

When they were nearly at the destination, Shen Congjun spoke: "Could the few of you please do me a favor? I will knock on the door; you just wait here. Given this situation, I am afraid of frightening the women."

They had come with a mission; if a mistake occurred because they showed leniency, they could not bear the responsibility.

After a moment's thought, Deputy Factory Director Gu spoke: "Deputy Factory Director Shen, this is a matter of duty; do not put us in a difficult position. However, since you have asked, let two comrades from the Security Department accompany you inside to retrieve it. Director Chen and I will wait here; let us all show mutual understanding."

Shen Congjun nodded in resignation, lifted his foot, and walked forward. Upon reaching the first large courtyard, he steeled his heart, lifted his foot, and walked inside.

The two Security Department personnel followed closely behind.

Yet Deputy Factory Director Gu and Director Chen did not stay put; the moment the three figures completely disappeared at the gate, they followed as well.

What no one expected was that as the person ahead entered the courtyard, a woman who still retained her charm exclaimed in surprise: "Brother-in-law, why have you come at this time?"

The tone of her voice was obviously abnormal to any clear-eyed observer.

The woman seemed to think of something: "Has Lin Muni's request been handled properly?"

Shen Congjun did not want to be misunderstood: "Sister-in-law, I 'came over yesterday' and accidentally left a document bag; did you see it?"

Mao Cailan thought of the kraft paper bag she had seen while tidying up this morning, then looked at the two Security Department personnel not far behind Shen Congjun: "I saw it. I put it away for you; I will go get it for you right now."

However, the moment she entered the room, she cried out "Ah!"

Shen Congjun reacted instinctively, rushing into the room, where he saw his sister-in-law Mao Cailan supporting herself against the five-drawer cabinet, searching frantically: "I clearly put it here; how can I not find it?"

Now, not only Shen Congjun, but also the two Security Department personnel who had followed in behind were panicked.

Shen Congjun rushed forward directly: "Where is it?"

Mao Cailan was startled and stammered: "I c-clearly put it here, but how is it gone?"

Shen Congjun was now truly furious: "What do you mean by that?"

The matter was already serious enough; if the document bag was lost, the problem would be huge. One slip, and the rest of his life would be ruined.

Cold sweat streamed down; that was no exaggeration at all.

Deputy Factory Director Gu and Director Chen, who had followed in, were preparing to enter the room when Deputy Factory Director Gu, with sharp eyes, spotted a kraft paper bag thrown at the kitchen doorway. He nudged Director Chen, signaling him to look over.

After exchanging a glance, the two ran toward it together.

Director Chen picked up the kraft paper bag from the ground first, his heart pounding like a drum.

They both knew clearly what the materials Deputy Factory Director Shen had retrieved from the ministry meant to the factory.

At this moment, the people inside the room also ran out.

Seeing someone squatting at her kitchen doorway, Mao Cailan asked in a shrill voice: "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)