Author: Tezcatripoca

the next day.

13:00.

Yang Luo stepped out of Yaji Hotel with steady steps.

The weather is sunny and the sky is cloudless.

He raised his head and roamed the skyline between the tall buildings, as if looking for something. He didn't look back until Xu Jingyuan's voice came.

"Mr. Yang, it's time to go."

Xu Jingyuan stretched out his hand, with an impeccable smile on his face, and guided Yang Luo to the open car door next to him.

He obviously has a prominent family background and already holds real power at a young age, but he is able to lower his body and play a role like a doorman here, which makes Yang Luo couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Yang Luo said lightly.

"Mr. Yang will come to Beijing to be a distinguished guest of the Xu family. If I don't treat him well here, my old man may say that I have lost my etiquette in the future."

Xu Jingyuan was smiling, but his words had the implicit meaning of tightly binding Yang Luo to his family.

Yang Luo stopped refusing and entered the car with a smile. Xu Jingyuan then smiled and sat down side by side with Yang Luo.

With the sound of the car doors closing lightly, a long motorcade marched on the road, guarding the vehicles in which Yang Luo and Xu Jingyuan were riding in the center, like sergeants guarding the general.

Yang Luo glanced at the outside world from the car window, raised his eyebrows in slight surprise, and turned to look at Xu Jingyuan.

"According to my understanding...this kind of high-profile behavior seems inconsistent with the temperament of a secret department like the Eighth Office?"

Xu Jingyuan met Yang Luo's gaze with a knowing smile on his face:

"——This is not the business of the Eighth Office, but our Xu family also has some industries in Qingjiang Province, so I mobilized some resources... because I found that Mr. Yang seemed to prefer the wild and heroic style."

——How can you be so meticulous?

Yang Luo raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands and laughed heartily:

"Director Xu, I find that I like you more and more."

"It's my pleasure."

Xu Jingyuan nodded and smiled, restrained and elegant.

…

At the same time, in a hotel near the provincial headquarters.

Box after box of food was delivered to the hotel, and piles of black garbage bags were kept outside the hotel. Special personnel transported them to ensure that there would be no accidents.

In the hotel room, Jiang Chaoan stared at Lin Heng dumbfounded. The latter swallowed the carefully prepared compressed biscuits and high-energy drinks. Perhaps only a few hundred grams of food could keep ordinary people full for half a day.

He had just eaten hundreds of kilograms and still hadn't rested.

Jiang Chaoan couldn't help but shake his head:

"Fortunately, there are only two extraordinary beings in the country now. If everyone in our country were to be extraordinary, our country's food consumption would have to increase thousands of times within a year... In this way, even if all the food produced in the world is consumed,

Even if it is lost, it will be far behind the supply."

Lin Heng smiled slightly, shook his head shyly, then lowered his head and continued to look at the documents in his hand:

"This is what happens when you start to transform. After the transformation is completed, the energy you need to take in every day is almost dozens of times that of an ordinary person."

"That's scary enough."

Jiang Chaoan sighed.

Although he sighed, he didn't really care about it.

He stared at Lin Heng quietly, who was flipping through the things in his hands one by one. Although the speed of flipping through the pages was so fast that one doubted whether he was "quick reading", Lin Heng's body was full of energy.

It exudes an air of seriousness.

After a long time, Jiang Chaoan finally couldn't help but ask:

"...Officer Lin, now you know all the truth about the 8.12 case. Why do you have to go back to the provincial department to retrieve those files?"

There was some incomprehensible confusion in his eyes.

Just this morning, Lin Heng specifically told him that he wanted to go out and go to the provincial office to pick up some things. He went with him and took out the secret ID of the Ninth Office. Unexpectedly, facing the respectful

The archives staff, Lin Heng, didn't take anything else, but just copied a bunch of these files.

……what is this?

It is impossible that he has an occupational disease and needs to read the files to feel happy.

Lin Heng said without looking back:

"These are not just the files on the 8.12 case... there are many things, many, many more."

"……oh?"

Jiang Chaoan looked at him, his brows slightly furrowed.

But Lin Heng no longer answered, but continued to scroll down.

…

15:45 pm.

Qingxia Railway Station, departure station.

Today is a special train heading north. There are no other passengers on the platform except Yang Luo, Xu Jingyuan and related staff.

The whistle blew, which was a signal that the train was about to depart. The flight attendants stood in front of the wide-open carriage doors with smiles, waiting for today's passengers to get on the train.

But - for the first time, no one boarded the train.

Everyone was staring in the direction of Yang Luo and Xu Jingyuan, and Xu Jingyuan also turned to look at Yang Luo with a questioning look in his eyes.

As long as he doesn't get in the car, the trip won't be possible today.

Yang Luo, however, seemed not to notice those sights. He raised his head and looked towards the horizon, as if waiting for something.

After a long time, just when the departure time was approaching.

He finally lowered his head, a look of disappointment and coldness flashed across his eyes, but without any further explanation to the others, he stepped directly onto the train.

Both the flight attendants and other staff looked at each other in confusion, feeling a little incomprehensible, but they still hurriedly boarded the train together to remind the driver to leave quickly.

Among them, only Xu Jingyuan, who followed Yang Luo unhurriedly, vaguely guessed something.

He frowned quickly and unobtrusively.

"No way……"

He murmured in his heart.

Although, if something consistent with his suspicion happens, by that time, he, who can deeply cooperate with the only transcendent person in the country, the Eighth Office and the Xu family represented behind him will definitely be able to extract greater benefits from it.

…but the benefits also represent risks.

The cliff bank is so high that it is criticized by everyone who comes and goes; the tree is as beautiful as the forest, but it is difficult to support a single tree.

And... as a result, the number of "extraordinary beings" changes from two to one, which will undoubtedly damage the country's future strategy and hinder the "extraordinary plan" to a certain extent.

...This is the worst result for himself, the Eighth Office, and even the Xu family.

Not to mention that every time he walked with Yang Luo, he would feel a sense of danger like a ray of light on his back.

Xu Jingyuan, who has read this person's past experiences in detail, is very aware of his instability. If he is allowed to have a unique status, Yang Luo may be even more rare. And he has no faith in his heart, and he thinks he is superior, no matter what he does, he can do anything.

come out……

Xu Jingyuan thought about these things silently, and kept praying in his heart that his prediction was wrong, that he could arrive at the imperial capital safely today, and then successfully carry out the 'Extraordinary Project'.

——At that time, relying on Yang Luo's ability to transform, their Eight Branches will definitely be able to surpass the Nine Branches who only have one extraordinary person in the process of the 'Transcendent Era' plan...
Chapter completed!