Chapter 222: The Extremely Scheming Cup Brother

"Hey, Lao Ma, I've received everything you asked Lu Yang to deliver for me."

"Ah, between us you're still being so polite; if there's anything to send, it's me sending it to you…"

Gao Feng received a call from Ma Qing'an; before he could finish his words of thanks, Ma Qing'an cut him off.

"Lu Yang was drinking at your place?"

"What?"

"I'm asking you, did you drink alcohol at noon or not!"

"Oh, I had a little beer, what's up?"

"Damn!"

Ma Qing'an immediately scolded, "Just have a proper meal, why would you let him drink any alcohol!"

Gao Feng realized something was off and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Ma Qing'an angrily retorted, "Lu Yang was stopped by the Military Police on his way back, accused of drunk driving, and taken to the Military Police Battalion!"

"What the hell!" Gao Feng fumed, "Those guys are sick, huh? In this scorching heat, they're still on duty out in the midday?"

"It's just a little over a bottle of beer, and they're making a fuss over it—just looking for trouble!"

"Those guys have a breathalyzer; one bottle is enough to trigger it. I came here to do an exclusive interview with Lu Yang, and now, out of the blue, the Military Police stopped me. You really know how to add to my frustration!"

"No more talk, hang up, I have to rush over!"

When the call was cut, Gao Feng suddenly grew anxious.

It was originally a good intention, thinking that in this scorching heat, a long trip would warrant bringing some ice‑cold beer.

Who could have imagined running into the Military Police outside, and that they'd happen to have a breathalyzer—doesn't that spoil the fun?

Gao Feng put on his hat, walked out without a word, and ran into Instructor Zhao downstairs.

"Where are you off to, all fired up?"

"Damn it, Lu Yang was stopped by the Military Police on his way back, both him and his vehicle were detained."

"It can't be because of that little beer at noon, can it?"

"This whole mess is causing trouble; Lao Ma even called to scold me. Ugh, my head's spinning!"

"I'll go with you; we need to explain clearly, this isn't Lu Yang's fault…"

"You don't need to go; the Company can't function without a person, I'll go. Lao Ma is probably already on his way, and as long as I'm with him, it'll be fine."

"Fine then, you let someone else drive, you also had a little, just don't force them to push the numbers again!"

"Dammit, you didn't tell me and I almost forgot!"

Gao Feng, suddenly realizing, broke out in a cold sweat and hurried to find someone to drive.

At the same time, he didn't forget to sip water coolly and chew gum.

……

Twenty minutes later, Ma Qing'an arrived at the Military Police Battalion with his men ahead of everyone else.

Upon entering, he saw Lu Yang's Good Forest 600 locked inside the car shed.

"Where's the person, where's Lu Yang?"

"You're from the Special Third Regiment? Please follow me."

Zhang Jiaheng led the person to a hallway outside an office and explained,

"Your soldier, during the weekend, was suspected of drinking and of drunk‑driving a motor vehicle, so…"

"Wait!"

He Zhen Tao raised his hand to stop him: "When you say 'suspected', what does that mean?"

Zhang Jiaheng, who knew him as the Instructor of the New Recruit Company, said: "Instructor He, listen to me first. Lu Yang and I came out of the New Recruit Company together; when he makes a mistake, I'll definitely try to help him correct it."

"But he refuses to admit drinking, so we cannot yet convict or punish him, and we hope you can persuade him?"

He Zhen Tao immediately spotted the crux: "So you're saying you alone think he erred; whether he actually erred or not is still unclear?"

Zhang Jiaheng was caught off guard, realizing the loophole in his earlier statement.

It seems he shouldn't have told them directly; that would be counterproductive?

"Take us to see him."

"What's the point, we'll talk after meeting."

He Zhen Tao's reaction was swift; they must see Lu Yang first.

Assess the situation on site, then figure out how to get him out of this dump.

They pushed the door open, and Lu Yang was sitting on a chair inside, calmly facing the interrogation of the Military Police Squad Leader.

But from the Squad Leader's expression, the progress didn't seem smooth.

"Company Commander, Instructor, why are you both here?"

Seeing the newcomers, Lu Yang looked a bit surprised.

Yet there was not the slightest panic of being detained on his face; instead, he was unusually composed.

Because Lu Yang's experience proved that the Military Police Battalion's methods are no more than that.

Ma Qing'an said, "We got a call, those guys said you're suspected of…"

Lu Yang immediately shook his head, "Company Commander, don't listen to their nonsense; at noon I was drinking kvass in Seventh Company."

"They blew the breathalyzer at me; I blew three times, and none lit up."

"Hm?"

Clerk Li, who came along, heard this and immediately showed confusion.

"Comrade Military Police, I'd like to ask, if the alcohol test had no issue, why do you claim he's suspected of drunk‑driving a motor vehicle?"

"And you detained both the person and the vehicle together at the Military Police Battalion; does this comply with regulations and proper procedure?"

The Military Police Squad Leader saw him with a camera and immediately asked warily, "May I ask, what are you doing?"

Officer Li introduced himself: "I am a staff officer of the Special Third Regiment's publicity department, here to write a news release for the Sixth Company. I intended to interview Comrade Lu Yang about his heroic deeds in the exercise, but you intercepted me, so I have to follow you."

"Regarding my earlier question, please give me a straightforward answer; otherwise, when I write the news release, I will definitely include this incident."

"I hope you consider before answering, otherwise it may affect the authority of your Military Police and the reputation of your battalion."

Having learned that the other party is a publicity officer, the Military Police Squad Leader had to take it seriously.

He first gave Zhang Jiaheng a glance, his eyes signaling him to close the door.

Then, in a solemn tone, he explained, "We smelled malt on his body and in his mouth, so we infer that he definitely drank beer at noon."

"The alcohol tester didn't light up, but that doesn't mean he didn't drink; he may have just had a small amount."

"Rest assured, I've already called in members of the Medical Team to perform a simple blood test on him."

"If it's confirmed that his blood contains alcohol, regardless of concentration, it shows he drank and constitutes a violation of discipline."

He Zhen Tao and Ma Qing'an looked at Lu Yang with some worry, their previously relaxed mood rising again.

They knew that if a blood test were done, drinking would be inescapable.

These guys were determined to make Lu Yang a negative example—to kill the chicken to warn the monkey—and they couldn't stop it.

After all, rules are rules; as long as the Military Police act within reason, once Lu Yang is proven guilty he'll face criticism, even punishment.

But compared with others' worries, Lu Yang remained very calm and insisted he hadn't drunk.

"I told them I drank Kvas at noon, but they wouldn't believe it and insisted on bringing me here."

"Kvas?"

The Military Police Squad Leader sneered, "I've never heard of it; which shop in the unit sells that?"

Zhang Jiaheng, standing nearby, pretended to persuade him, hoping he would be lenient by confessing and strict by resisting.

"Lu Yang, stop making excuses; being honest will be lenient, speaking up is good for everyone, so why linger?"

"As long as you cooperate, our punishment will be relatively light; if the blood test later yields a result, the penalty will be severe."

"You just earned the Four Honors and were just promoted to Acting Platoon Leader; you're no longer an ordinary soldier but the core of the company. An officer's mistake adds a higher grade of offense; don't gamble with your future."

Zhang Jiaheng's words sounded pleasant, constantly saying it's for your good, thinking of you.

But Lu Yang saw through him; this guy finally understood the Military Police.

Determined, he wanted to boost his own performance, give himself a decisive strike, and then be praised by his superiors.

There's a reason why soldiers in the unit despise the white hats.

Ordinary soldiers and these people have a fundamental clash; they'll never be able to pee into the same pot.

People seeking honor and merit must go through continual punishment and discipline, which inevitably offends others to death.

But Zhang Jiaheng, being a peer from the same year, Lu Yang didn't expect him to be so scheming and jealous.

He clung to him stubbornly, insisting on convicting him?

Lu Yang simply didn't bother to speak; while waiting, two female medics bearing red crosses quickly entered from outside, carrying a medical box.

Seeing the leading Female Lieutenant, Ma Qing'an was visibly stunned, and the other party was also taken aback...