Naming Technique of the Night

This level of battle, how could they possibly participate?

Capturing officials was manageable, but when it came to real combat, Intelligence Department One still lacked something.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Qing Chen and felt inferior. The boss was already someone who could influence battles of this scale. In fact, he didn't really need them, Intelligence Department One...

Qing Chen smiled, "Send Qing Yi to the car up ahead, I have other matters to attend to."

Qing Hua dared not object and could only watch as the boss disappeared into the dark night.

It was as if the ongoing battle behind him had nothing to do with this boss at all.

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At the base of Utopia Building, Qing Chen was bored waiting for the elevator.

After leaving Jindai Street, he hadn't encountered any danger... until the elevator doors opened.

Song Niannian, wrapped up tightly, stood inside the elevator, staring blankly at Qing Chen through her sunglasses.

Qing Chen sighed inwardly. Now he really began to suspect that Song Niannian had a problem.

He had returned to Utopia Building only four times, and three of those times, he had run into her. Talk about what you fear coming to pass!

Suddenly, Song Niannian asked, "You weren't actually investigating those criminals all the time, which is why we had that initial misunderstanding, right? After all, you can't explain why you pointed a gun at me the first time we met, nor why you said 'still coming' and such."

Qing Chen remained silent. It seemed the other party had realized the truth...

Song Niannian stepped out of the elevator and continued, "But it's alright. I'm really grateful for you willing to save me that day, truly grateful."

"You're welcome. It's what I should do," Qing Chen said as he entered the elevator, his arm blocked by the wall, pressing the close button incessantly.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Qing Chen looked up through the gap. Song Niannian had taken off her sunglasses and was watching him.

Once the doors were fully closed, the famous actress remembered Qing Chen's moment of silent awkwardness and her lips suddenly curled up slightly.

She always felt the Qing Chen she saw every day was somehow different from the one who saved her that night, as if they were not the same person.

As a top actress, Song Niannian naturally had many friends in high society.

After the kidnapping incident that night, she asked around for information about the inspector from Intelligence Department One, Group Seven. Almost all her friends expressed their immense respect for the newly appointed inspector and referred to him as "Living Hades".

Some speculated that he was a newly rising figure of power close to Qing's shadow – someone best not to provoke.

Yet, when Song Niannian thought of Qing Chen, she didn't find the young man frightening at all. In fact, she even thought him a bit cute...

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The living room on the 112th floor was dark.

Qing Chen looked at the figure sitting on the sofa, Mr. Shadow, and complained, "If you want to use me as bait, at least give me a reliable signal, won't you?"

"If I had told you, you might not have wanted to be the bait," Shadow said with a smile, "Don't take out the embarrassment you felt from running into Song Niannian on me, I'm not your dad, I don't deserve that wrath."

Qing Chen: "..."

Shadow continued, "Also, every time you come home, you pass through Jindai Street. Although there are no surveillance cameras there, always taking that same route isn't in line with your character. After all, you're the person who could roam around District 5 on your first day in City No.10. So, you're constantly taking that path to create a fixed impression, which makes it easy for others to lay in ambush and for me to fish, right?"

Qing Chen said irritably, "That's for my convenience in case I need to escape."

Shadow was not entirely wrong. He always passed through Jindai Street when returning home in order to give others the false impression that he would only take that route.

If one day he wanted to flee, and someone lay in wait there to ambush him, they might come up empty-handed.

Of course, they might not be that foolish; this was just one small part of Qing Chen's preparation work.

Details determine success or failure.

"The commotion you caused tonight was a bit too big, don't you think? I feel like it'd take at least three months for Jindai Street to be rebuilt," Qing Chen said.

"I've been annoyed with that street for a long time, destroying it a bit this time was quite fun," Shadow said cheerfully, "The northerners building their own street in City No.10, irritating. By the way, the trade with Jindai Yasuhara is in three days. I'll have everything prepared on my end, but you'll have to conduct the trade."

Shadow looked at Qing Chen and said, "I can handle all other matters, but trading for Jindai Yasuhara and retrieving Qing Mu must be done by you."

"Is it because, only if I personally do it, would the hearts of Qing's Family's intelligence system truly be in my hands, right?" Qing Chen asked.

"You are quite clever," praised Shadow.

Then, Qing Chen suddenly asked, "Taking Qing Mu back home this time, you're also planning to use his last bit of value, aren't you? If I'm not mistaken, his life is probably nearing its end."

Shadow was silent for a moment before saying, "It's a habit. You'll get used to it eventually. When sitting at a certain height, many times you no longer experience your own emotions."

Qing Chen shook his head, "I don't want to get used to it."

At some point, he felt that Shadow was not entirely using the situation, but the latter had grown accustomed to covering up emotions with 'interest'.

At this moment, Qing's shadow said calmly, "Whether you want to get used to it is up to you. You can also walk away from all this. I've never forced you. A shadow cannot have emotions. The previous shadow did not take in Qing Mu, nor did I. It might seem unacceptable to you."