Chapter 483: Bobby Laien Hell and the Rubberneckers

Someone pulled my family's files in advance?

Hearing the archivist's words, Hearing Li Ang's brow furrowed involuntarily.

"Can you tell me who pulled the files?"

"Sorry, but according to the bureau's regulations, that information is absolutely confidential."

Looking at the archivist, whose polite refusal was equally firm, Hearing Li Ang nodded without pressing the matter, pocketed the requisition slip, left the Archives Bureau, and walked toward the Secret Investigation Bureau building with a dark expression.

My family of six are all perfectly ordinary people. My parents already died in the line of duty six years ago, Anna won't come of age until next year, and ruling out my two younger siblings of six or seven, whoever pulled the files must be after me.

Someone who is not only "interested" in me but also has the ability to pull files — I don't even need to think to know who it is!

……

Li Ang·Bobby Laien, Oliver·Bobby Laien, Wayne·Bobby Laien, Thomas·Bobby Laien……

Looking at the small mountain of "Bobby Laien"-series files piled on her desk, the female police officer, whose eyes were slightly bruised, couldn't help but sigh, feeling that she was truly at odds with this damned surname!

First she was assigned to investigate the rebels who assassinated the princess, only to discover that the firearm abandoned at the scene bore a production serial number belonging to the Bobby Laien family's munitions factory, and the captured rebels all insisted the Bobby Laien family was behind it — but because the Bobby Laien family refused to cooperate, the investigation had to be forcibly terminated.

Later, after finally digging up a lead and tracking down one of the rebels, another "Bobby Laien" who had joined the rebels mucked things up again — not only did he let them toy with him like a fool, but he also left her feeling miserable for days.

What's even more annoying is that, to make up for her father's mistakes, even though she'd been looked down on by him like that, she still had to rush over and help him investigate the matter of his survivor's benefits.

To reclaim the survivor's benefits withheld from the Bobby Laien family, and incidentally get that damned comfort officer from the military sent away, she spent half the night poring through files, only catching a little sleep just before dawn.

But the survivor's benefits matter had only just been submitted, and today the two new cases assigned to her were — unbelievably — another two "Ryans"!

One was a commercial dispute between three noble houses led by the Bobby Laien family and the Charles Department Store; the other was a railway project the Bobby Laien family was cooperating on with the Road Administration, which had dug through the roadbed and then stopped work for half a year for no reason, and now that they'd been sued, they were demanding verification of the situation……

Wait… I just want to know, what's there to verify here? Are you all blind? Can't you see for yourselves whether the road is broken or not? Do you really need us to send someone?

"Creak… creak…"

Looking at the two glaring red "URGENT" markings on the dossier, the female police officer was so angry she immediately started grinding her little white teeth.

Although the name has the word "investigation" in it, we are the Secret Investigation Bureau! Secret, understand!

What we should be handling are traitors who collaborate with the enemy and betray the country, corrupt officials who act recklessly, spies who infiltrate the kingdom, and rebels trying to cause destruction!

Can you stop thinking of us every time something needs investigating? To avoid taking responsibility, you push every trivial matter here no matter what. If I'd known being a secret police officer meant doing this kind of work, I might as well have……

"Miss Yisha."

Just as the female police officer was being tormented by the "Bobby Laien-series" dossiers to the point of internal combustion, wishing she could spit fire and burn all this junk, another equally weary-eyed secret police officer called out to her, tossed her a metal tag with a flick of his hand, and said listlessly:

"Interrogation Room 17 just opened up — if you need it, hurry up and take it!"

"I'm on my way!!!"

After catching the iron tag, the female police officer, who had finally found an excuse, sprang to her feet, strode out of the large office with a beaming face, then ran down the stairs with a clatter, as if a dog were chasing her from behind.

However, she had barely dashed into the first-floor lobby, preparing to head to the underground interrogation rooms to match wits with those damned rebels, when she was called out to once again.

"Miss Yisha~"

After receiving her puzzled gaze, a middle-aged female police officer with whom she usually had a decent relationship chuckled lightly, then smiled and tilted her chin toward the area behind her.

"Look over there, someone's looking for you~"

Someone looking for me? Who?

Following her words and seeing that familiar face, the female police officer, who had just escaped from "Bobby Laien Hell," couldn't help but let her face fall, then turned and walked away without hesitation. Don't you dare call me, I don't know him!

???

This is… throwing a tantrum?

Looking at Miss Yisha, who had walked off in a huff without a word, and then at the man beside her who was "gazing longingly," the middle-aged female police officer, though willing to help smooth things over, was constrained by the bureau's rules and could only sigh helplessly, turning to explain to Hearing Li Ang, who was standing in the reception area:

"I'm sorry… by rights I should let you in, but our bureau's regulations are rather special — under normal circumstances, outsiders aren't allowed…"

"What are you here for?"

The middle-aged female police officer had only half-finished her explanation when a cold, icy voice of inquiry suddenly came from behind her.

She turned back in some surprise and saw that Miss Yisha, who had just left, had actually followed her back, and was now glaring at the man in front of her through her, demanding with a face full of disgust:

"Didn't you call me a lunatic before, and tell me to get lost, and never bother you again until the day you die?"

"What? Think I went too far?"

After nodding his thanks to the middle-aged female police officer who had helped call out to him, and waiting for her to step aside a bit, Hearing Li Ang touched his own backside, which had only just finished swelling that morning, and couldn't help lowering his voice as he shot back with a dark expression:

"You were screaming while spanking me at the shooting range — you dare say there's nothing wrong with your head?"

???

Ah, what?!

After secretly reading Hearing Li Ang's lips and deciphering the content of their conversation, the middle-aged female police officer, who had been quietly enjoying the show from afar, was instantly shocked all over and nearly fell flat on her face.

Wait… at the shooting range? Are young people these days this open? Or am I just old? Can't keep up with the times?

"Y-you shut up!"

Hurriedly glancing around and finding that everyone was busy with their own work and seemingly no one was paying attention to her side, the female police officer quickly dragged Hearing Li Ang out the door and said through gritted teeth:

"You damned rebel! Didn't we agree to forget about the shooting range and never see each other again in this lifetime? What exactly do you want?!"

"What do I want? I'm the one who wants to ask what you want!"

After glaring at the female police officer with an unfriendly look, Hearing Li Ang held out his hand to her and said irritably:

"We agreed never to see each other again in this lifetime, yet you secretly pulled my files? Hurry up! Hand over all my family's files!"

Files? So that's why you're here!

Hearing Hearing Li Ang's words, the female police officer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then suddenly slapped Hearing Li Ang's outstretched palm and glared back up at him.

"I pulled the files first — on what grounds should I give them to you? Wait until I've finished reading them!"

"On the grounds that they're my files!"

"Those aren't your files — they're files about you, collected by the Archives Bureau!"

Having spent half the night working on the survivor's benefits withheld from the Bobby Laien family, the female police officer finally had some confidence when facing him, and refused outright with her neck stiff:

"Go back and wait! In a few days when I'm done with it, your file will naturally return! Why… why are you looking at me like that?"

"…"

I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at the people in your bureau… Is everyone in your line of work this nosy?

After glancing at the people in the Special Investigation Bureau's main hall who were acting as if nothing was wrong but, for some unknown reason, gathering in ever greater numbers, Hearing Li Ang speechlessly opened his badge system and looked at the new badge he had just obtained.

【Scumbag】

(End of chapter)