Chapter Thirty-One: Take Him Away

Chu Feng pulled Li Yanran aside, worried that the lieutenant general might lose his temper with her—Li Yanran’s tongue was simply too unrestrained, daring to speak to a lieutenant general in such a way.

“I don’t know who called the police accusing me of killing eight people, but once you return, you can check the records of those eight. If their backgrounds are clean, I’ll go with you and submit myself to the law.”

“When you’ve finished your investigation, come find me again. Also, I hope you’ll look into the person who made the call—his record is not clean, either.”

Chu Feng seemed to have already guessed who the informant was; otherwise, he wouldn’t have spoken with such assurance.

“What do you mean by that? Even if those people were criminals, it should be the law that punishes them, not vigilante justice at your hands,” Li Yanran, though a policewoman, wasn’t foolish—she understood exactly what Chu Feng was implying.

“I’m not acting outside the law. Here is my identification. I hope you’ll keep this confidential and not speak of it to anyone.” Chu Feng took out the identification Dragon Scale had given him and handed it to Li Yanran.

Li Yanran accepted the little red booklet, noticing the golden dragon embossed on its surface. When she opened it, she saw something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

“I won’t tell anyone about this. When I get back, I’ll look into the backgrounds of those eight people as you asked, and I’ll also check into the caller’s background.” She returned the ID to Chu Feng, then saluted him before leaving.

What a decisive young woman, Chu Feng thought. She would certainly become an outstanding public servant in the future; he couldn’t help but admire her.

After Li Yanran left, Chu Feng returned to Old Chen’s hospital room. The lieutenant general was still waiting for him at the door.

“Are you alright, Chu Feng? Why was that policewoman trying to arrest you?” Old Jin hurried forward to ask as soon as Chu Feng returned.

“It was nothing, just acting as an agent of justice.” Chu Feng briefly recounted what had happened on the first floor.

“Good, well done. There are some in our force who, after joining the police, do nothing and even shield criminals. Such people deserve what’s coming to them,” said the lieutenant general standing by the door, openly praising Chu Feng in front of Old Jin and Old Wang.

“I’ve only done what was necessary. As the saying goes, ‘The way of Heaven repays as it should; Heaven has mercy on no one.’ If no one brings such evil-doers to justice, then I will.” Chu Feng’s words rang with righteousness, but in his heart, all he wanted was to collect the lifespans of such people to extend his sister’s life.

“You’re a good young man. Old Chen was right about you. Come, let’s go in and talk.” The lieutenant general invited Chu Feng inside, leaving Old Jin and Old Wang to stand guard at the door.

Li Yanran went straight from the ward to the elevator, where Vice President Sun and several of her colleagues were still waiting.

“Captain, did you find the suspect? Why are you back alone?” Several male officers hurried up to her with questions.

“Take him away—bring him back to headquarters for investigation. And have the disciplinary committee look into him as well,” Li Yanran ordered, instructing her subordinates to detain Vice President Sun, the man who had called the police.

The male officers were momentarily stunned by her command, standing there in surprise.

“What are you waiting for? Are you deaf? Get him out of here!” Li Yanran shouted when she saw her team unmoving.

Vice President Sun had no idea what was happening before he was taken away by the male officers.

“Officers, is there some mistake? I’m the one who called, not a suspect!” Vice President Sun struggled and shouted indignantly.

“You’re exactly who we’re after. You made a false report and wasted our time, so you can spend a few days at the station,” Li Yanran replied briskly. She had come in full force but failed to make an arrest and nearly offended the lieutenant general. Fuming, she didn’t hesitate to punch Vice President Sun in the stomach when he began shouting.

After the punch, he immediately wilted. Two officers dragged him from the hospital to the police car outside.

“Xiao Sun, go to the hospital records and pull the files on those eight deceased. Once you have them, return directly to headquarters,” Li Yanran ordered another officer before she and the two male officers drove away.

“You dare mistreat the whistleblower? I’ll file a complaint against you! Especially you, you’ll be begging for mercy in my bed one day!” Vice President Sun cursed at Li Yanran from the back of the car, his insults growing more vulgar with each word.

“Quiet him down. Remember, you can use force, just don’t let it be obvious,” Li Yanran said before putting on her headphones.

The two officers in the back glanced at Vice President Sun with malice. His earlier outburst had already pushed them to the edge; if not for protocol, they would have beaten him sooner. Now, with Li Yanran’s approval, they put on gloves, covered his head, and a series of pig-like screams soon echoed through the car.

On the second floor of the Air Force Hospital, in Old Chen’s hospital room.

“Chu Feng, thank you for stabilizing Old Chen’s condition. If you ever need my help, just come to me directly,” the lieutenant general said, leading Chu Feng into the room and expressing his gratitude.

The lieutenant general knew full well how significant Old Chen’s contributions to weapons research had been. If Old Chen’s illness could be cured, their weapons program could reach new heights—perhaps even surpassing America’s cutting-edge technology, which had always been monopolized by the U.S.

“For someone who’s done so much for our country, I’ll do my utmost to treat him,” Chu Feng replied without a hint of arrogance.

“There aren’t many young people with your sense of duty these days. Now that you’ve joined Dragon Scale, serve the nation well.”

So, the lieutenant general also knew about Chu Feng’s recruitment into Dragon Scale—likely informed by Old Chen or Old Wang.

“There’s one more thing I’d like your help with, if you have the time,” the lieutenant general said suddenly.

“Please, if it’s within my ability, I won’t refuse.” Chu Feng’s reply was tactful: if I can do it, I will; if not, don’t blame me.