Chapter 262: Old friend

In the Dark Star Bureau, Datou reported to Captain Chen Zhangrui about Xiao Zhengong going to the hospital.

He only said Xiao Zhengong went to He Jiaqing's ward and didn't mention that He Jiaqing had already woken up.

"Captain, Vice Captain Xiao has been going to the hospital a bit too often lately."

Chen Zhangrui nodded: "I know about this."

"He seems to have a personal grudge with He Jiaqing."

"I know about this too."

"I'm worried he'll kill He Jiaqing." Datou simply made his words straightforward.

Chen Zhangrui smiled: "I know about this too."

The Captain's attitude made Datou puzzled.

He knew everything, yet he didn't manage anything.

What kind of logic is this?

Chen Zhangrui gave Datou a cigarette, lit one for himself, and asked: "What kind of person do you think He Jiaqing is?"

Datou took a puff of the cigarette: "I don't know, I haven't been in contact with him, I only know he's a person the Bureau values highly."

Chen Zhangrui held the cigarette, took a deep puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and asked again: "What kind of person do you think Xiao Zhengong is?"

Datou was silent for a long time, not daring to answer easily: "I'm not particularly familiar with Vice Captain Xiao either."

Chen Zhangrui flicked the ash and smiled: "You're indeed not familiar, and there's no way to be familiar. Neither He Jiaqing nor Xiao Zhengong are within the range you can understand, because they are people from Puluo Continent.

You haven't been to Puluo Continent, you don't know what Puluo Continent is like. I stayed there for a few years. People from Puluo Continent crawl out from blood and rain and schemes.

We've lived to this age, thinking we've mixed for a long time, seen a lot, have schemes, have experience, and have depth. I'll tell you the truth, these things of ours are nothing in Puluo Continent.

You think the one lying on the hospital bed must be a patient? You think the one serving as Vice Captain must be a person from the Dark Star Bureau?

Such people aren't ones we can deal with. Isn't it a good thing to let one of them deal with the other?"

Datou remained silent.

Captain Chen smiled: "Datou, there are some things in the Bureau that are done unfairly, and I can't stand it either. I'll definitely fight for you for what I can fight for. If I really can't fight for it, I can only blame myself for not having the ability.

But we are people of the Bureau. When we encounter things, we handle them together. It's best not to get involved in the affairs of Puluo Continent. Do you think that's the logic?"

Datou's heart tightened, but there was no expression on his face.

Captain Chen pinched out the cigarette: "A newcomer came this year. I'll leave him to you to lead."

"Tang Yuan" You Xuehan brought in a young man. He was of medium build, plain-looking, dressed simply, but neat and clean, with a youthful spirit unique to young people on his face.

The young man introduced himself: "My name is Qin Minghui, twenty-three years old this year, a fresh law graduate from Yuezhou University."

Captain Chen said: "This child was first in the written test, interview, and physical test. He originally had a better position, but he chose the Dark Star Bureau."

Datou asked: "Why choose the Dark Star Bureau?"

Qin Minghui replied: "For protection."

"Protect what?"

Qin Minghui said: "Protect this world, and everything important in this world."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Yuan's face turned red, and she tried hard not to laugh.

Chen Zhangrui and Datou couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Qin Minghui laughed along.

He laughed very naturally, not awkward at all.

"Datou, from now on, Little Qin will follow you. Give him a codename."

A master giving a codename to an apprentice is a tradition of the Dark Star Bureau.

Datou had always been kind to newcomers. When giving a codename, he would seek the newcomer's opinion: "What kind of nickname do you want?"

Qin Minghui scratched his head: "Several senior brothers have already given me one. They call me 'Zhong Er' (Middle Two/Chuunibyou)."

Chen Zhangrui waved his hand: "Don't listen to their nonsense. A codename is a serious matter. Firstly, it can prevent identity leakage, and secondly, it facilitates communication and exchange when executing tasks."

"Just call me Zhong Er," Qin Minghui didn't mind, "I also feel I'm quite Zhong Er. Maybe after being beaten up a few more times, I won't be 'Er' anymore."

Datou didn't want to spend too much thought on the nickname. Since the other party was willing, then call him Zhong Er.

"You first study the Bureau's system."

"Senior Brother, I've already studied it..."

"Study it carefully again. I've studied for half a lifetime and still haven't learned some things."

Green Water City, Peace Building Cinema.

Movie star "Zhou Changhong" sat in the back row of the second floor, watching *Blood Blade Detective 3*.

Ling Miaoying snatched ahead of Ma Wu and released the third movie.

But no matter how fast she snatched, it seemed to be of no use. In front of *Blood Gun Detective*, the attendance rate of *Blood Blade Detective* was really vastly different.

But different is different; it doesn't mean no one is willing to watch *Blood Blade Detective*. The third movie had been released for a week, maintaining an average attendance rate of more than 20% every day. The cinema was a bit deserted, but the taste and level of these people were vastly different.

"Zhou Changhong" could hear some audience members whispering:

"This is what's called a real movie, this is real art."

"Let's not talk about anything else, just this lighting and framing, how can other movies compare?"

"This character portrayal of Liang Chunjie is also good, and the actor's performance is also on point. It's different when a master takes action. I've memorized quite a few lines."

For such evaluations, "Zhou Changhong" was very satisfied. This was the effect he truly wanted to achieve.

When the movie was one-third over, an old man sat beside "Zhou Changhong" and asked in a low voice: "Big star, I didn't recognize the wrong person, right?"

"Zhou Changhong" had long seen the person coming. He deliberately pretended to be slow to realize and hurriedly stood up: "Old Master Lu, why are you..."

The Lu family patriarch, Lu Maoxian, waved his hand at Zhou Changhong: "No need for formalities. I just came to watch a movie.

This movie is filmed really well. It's a pity that not many people in Puluo Continent can understand it. It's just that one point doesn't fit my heart: this role of Liang Chunjie should have been played by you. Others playing it really lacks a bit of meaning."

"Zhou Changhong" smiled modestly: "Old Master, you flatter me."

Lu Maoxian waved his hand: "This isn't flattery. I'm at such an old age, I don't need to flatter anyone. These are all sincere words.

Changhong, why didn't you take this role? Is it because Boss Ling didn't give a suitable price?"

"Zhou Changhong" shook his head: "I fought for it, but Boss Ling had another suitable candidate there."

"I have to talk to Miaoying about this matter. A suitable person must do suitable things. For this role, no one is more suitable than you."

The two chatted for a few sentences, then stopped talking, each focusing on watching the movie.

Why was Lu Maoxian so enthusiastic about Zhou Changhong?

Actually, this matter isn't strange. In Puluo Continent, especially Green Water City, movie stars and wealthy families all have some dealings.

"Zhou Changhong" didn't take it to heart. Looking at this posture, the real Zhou Changhong should be very familiar with Old Master Lu.

After the movie ended, "Zhou Changhong" said a few polite words to Lu Maoxian, and the two left separately.

Walking on the street, "Zhou Changhong" heard a man and a woman still discussing the movie plot.

"Zhou Changhong" habitually placed a pin beside his left ear and listened for a moment, but heard nothing.

His left ear still hadn't improved.

He placed the pin near his right ear. This time he heard very clearly.

The man said: "This movie is meaningless, not as good as watching *Blood Gun Detective*."

The woman said: "Why are you so vulgar? Can that kind of movie be watched?"

"The plot of *Blood Gun Detective* is also not bad, but isn't it all that..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to listen!" The woman was angry, "Watching a movie isn't just about the plot, you also have to look at the realm.

The realm of this character Liang Chunjie is not something other movie characters can compare to.

I especially admire that sentence he said: A family must have a master, a city must have a master, a region must have a master. The Puluo masses without a master are just a pile of loose sand, destined to be bullied."

The man said: "I don't agree with you. Without a master, you can't live?"

The woman sighed: "I really don't have a common topic with you!"

"Zhou Changhong" nodded.

Except for the number of viewers being much lower, other effects basically reached expectations.

He still wanted to hear the feelings of other audience members, but a button on his chest suddenly trembled.

"Jiaqing, something happened at the hospital."

It was Datou's voice.

"What happened?"

"Zhou Changhong's identity was exposed by Xiao Zhengong. Zhou Changhong told Xiao Zhengong the truth."

"Zhou Changhong" frowned, his good mood instantly destroyed.

"Is the news reliable?"

"It counts as something I saw with my own eyes."

"Thank you, brother." He Jiaqing, disguised as "Zhou Changhong", interrupted the contact and realized the seriousness of the problem.

He shouldn't have left Zhou Changhong alone before, and he shouldn't have overestimated his loyalty.

He Jiaqing walked toward the train station as if nothing happened, preparing to buy a ticket back to the Outer Provinces immediately.

Of course, buying a ticket is one thing, and whether to take the train is another. He had other means to return to the Outer Provinces.

The matter had already been exposed. Whether it was fast or slow wasn't the point; the point was that the itinerary must be secret.

Secret...

Lu Maoxian came to find me just now, was there another reason?

"Sir, buy a newspaper?" A newsboy blocked his way. He Jiaqing was a bit irritable and pushed the newsboy aside.

Lu Maoxian coming to find me might not be a coincidence. Did he recognize me?

Impossible.

Purely from cultivation, he shouldn't be able to see flaws, unless he had dealings with Xiao Zhengong. Did the Jiang Xiang Gang also have dealings with the Lu family, or was it...

"Pity me, give me something to eat." A beggar blocked his way again. He Jiaqing impatiently bypassed him.

Lu Maoxian really might have dealings with Xiao Zhengong. Xiao Zhengong is not only the leader of the Jiang Xiang Gang, he is also a balancer. His identity is very complex...

"Pity me, give me something to eat." The beggar bypassed him and stood in front of He Jiaqing again.

Why is this person so pestering?

He Jiaqing, whose train of thought was interrupted again, looked at the beggar in front of him with annoyance, seeing his clothes were tattered, seeing his face full of sores, seeing green pus bubbling on his sores.

Green Water Beggar...

He Jiaqing's expression tightened.

The beggar smiled: "Pity me, give me something to eat."

He Jiaqing tapped the button on his chest and whispered: "Don't talk, keep in touch."

PS: The Sage's old friend has arrived.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 263 =====