Chapter 420: The Bet

If you're not hot-blooded, can you still be called a young person?

Hearing this, the boss blinked slightly, his eyes instantly lighting up.

It seemed he was recalling his youthful days.

Interesting.

Chen Yongren is indeed interesting.

"Good, good, good." The boss smiled, nodding repeatedly.

"Just talking isn't proof." The boss waved his hand: "How about we draw up a military order?"

The boss suddenly felt that Chen Yongren had been going too smoothly all along, which wasn't a good thing.

It had nothing to do with jealousy.

Smooth sailing; if he ever stumbled later, who knows what serious consequences it would bring.

Now's the perfect chance to let him taste some hardship.

If you still want me to suffer, then I'll make you bleed.

Chen Yongren immediately understood: "No problem."

The boss quickly wrote two military orders, signed them, and stamped his handprint.

Chen Yongren examined it carefully and realized that if, half a month later, he failed to catch these Japanese spies, he would not only be confined and punished, but also have to read a self-criticism before the entire staff of the Military Statistics Bureau.

Damn it.

This old silver coin!

"What, you don't dare now?" the boss asked deliberately.

Hey!

My explosive temper!

Chen Yongren picked up his pen to write, but suddenly thought of a question: "Boss, if I succeed, what then?"

My background is right here placed before him; what does it matter if he acts arrogant in front of me?

The boss laughed in anger, about to slam the table, but seemed to recall the recent pain, pointing at Chen Yongren with words carrying a hint of fire.

"If you can do it, I'll read a self-criticism before the Military Statistics Bureau staff."

In just half a month, you want to catch a spy team?

What dream are you having?

"Never mind..." Chen Yongren firmly refused: "If I win, you'll give me something... you must not refuse within reason."

"Something?" the boss asked.

"Exactly." Chen Yongren nodded.

"What thing?" the boss asked.

Chen Yongren thought seriously.

What treasures does the boss have?

Elite agents of the Military Statistics Bureau?

I'm not involved with the new Military Statistics Bureau; having them would be useless.

A pistol?

The dog system gave a bunch of guns; I'm never short on guns.

That side sword?

That probably won't work; the boss would fight desperately.

Or maybe the smoking pipe his lover gave him?

Upon further thought, having this thing would be useless...

Chen Yongren glanced around the room, his gaze finally landing on the boss's wristwatch.

The scan eye opened.

Item: Patek Philippe watch.

Category: luxury accessory.

Material: metal, leather.

Function: timekeeping.

……

Huh?

Nice thing!

Chen Yongren pointed at the boss's wristwatch and said, "Let's bet on that watch."

The watch given by Fujiwara Yuko is a limited edition; after returning to Yucheng, he naturally couldn't wear it anymore, so Chen Yongren only wore an ordinary watch.

The time difference is two and a half minutes.

Every few days, he has to recalibrate the time.

The boss instinctively covered his watch: "Damn, your eyes are sharp enough; I usually hate to wear it, but today I wanted to wear it a while, and you still noticed."

Actually, it's because Chen Yongren discovered Riben's dandelion project; someone gave him this gift as a reward for purging internal pests.

"You don't believe me?" Chen Yongren chuckled: "The stake naturally needs to be high; that makes the bet interesting."

"Good! If you can do it, what do I give you?" After thinking, the boss readily agreed and added a clause to the military order with a flourish of his pen.

Of course, in his view, given the current situation, Chen Yongren couldn't possibly catch anyone.

Even half a month, even a month, won't do.

He's sure to win, not lose.

Chen Yongren also didn't beat around the bush, signing his name on the military order and pressing his handprint.

Two copies.

Chen Yongren and the boss each received one copy.

"Go on, I want to see what you're capable of, kid—can you uproot the Japanese spies of the Gaoshan Team within half a month!" the boss said.

"Boss, you'd better take good care of this watch of mine," Chen Yongren said confidently as he quickly walked out of the boss's office.

It's just capturing a spy team—simple and straightforward.

As Chen Yongren came out of the office, Lin Ke Xin was staring blankly out the window.

"What exactly is Chen Yongren's background? To reach the rank of colonel in the Military Statistics Bureau is no small feat!"

"He really gave me a big surprise; it would be great to see his résumé."

"From capturing the Japanese spy to finishing the interrogation, it took less than an hour—A Ren't Japanese spies usually tight-lipped? How did he manage that?"

"... Although I don't know what punishment he used, that Japanese spy definitely suffered a lot."

Lin Ke Xin, this little girl, is still worrying about this?

She was thinking about it when suddenly she felt someone tap her shoulder; turning her head, she saw Chen Yongren's face right in front of her.

Lin Ke Xin's heart jolted; she stepped back two steps, found nothing under her feet, and fell backward.

Chen Yongren, quick-handed and quick-eyed, swiftly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Lin Ke Xin's waist.

Tsk

I didn't expect this little girl's touch to be quite nice.

Feeling Chen Yongren's warm, big hand, Lin Ke Xin's cheeks grew hot, flushed with two rosy patches—it was still the first time she'd been this close to a man.

Colleagues passing by in the hallway all glanced at them.

Especially several female team members, as they passed, covered their mouths and snickered.

A major officer, seeing this, frowned, about to say something, but upon seeing Chen Yongren's colonel rank, he held back and pretended not to have noticed.

Lin Ke Xin realized their posture was improper, hastily struggling out of Chen Yongren's embrace: "This is the Military Statistics Bureau—what are you doing?"

"Oh?" Chen Yongren feigned confusion: "You mean, if we weren't in the bureau, I could do this?"

Lin Ke Xin pretended not to hear, straightened her uniform, and asked normally: "Chief Chen, what did the boss say we need to do next?"

"Nothing much—just have me eradicate the Gaoshan Team within three days, or else we'll be executed together as this ill-fated pair of lovebirds." Chen Yongren spread his hands.

?

Lin Ke Xin exclaimed in surprise: "You say..."

Before she could finish, seeing the smile on Chen Yongren's mouth, Lin Ke Xin suddenly realized: "You just know how to mess with me every day!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Chen Yongren stopped bothering Lin Ke Xin and walked out of the Military Statistics Bureau.

Lin Ke Xin grabbed two suitcases, followed behind Chen Yongren, hailed a rickshaw, and rushed to their home in Sandipingba.

It's not off-work time now, and Chang Ze Youjie wouldn't just happen to appear near his home while he's online.

After returning home, washing up, and changing into casual clothes, Chen Yongren again took Lin Ke Xin out for a leisurely stroll on the street.

Although Lin Ke Xin's mind was full of questions, she couldn't ask more now, so she could only patiently follow behind Chen Yongren, afraid to miss any detail.

Having eaten and drunk their fill.

Chen Yongren raised his hand to check the time—it was already 5 p. m.

Exactly Chang Ze Youjie's off-work time.

"Let's go." Chen Yongren said softly.

"Where to?" Lin Ke Xin asked, puzzled.

"Wu Yifang's house." Chen Yongren simply said.

"Huh?" Lin Ke Xin blinked in surprise.