Chapter 618: 388, Battery and Melee Chapter 618: 388, Battery and Melee “Arrange for everyone to take turns resting,” Qing Chen said. “There are three days left before the trade, and all detectives in Team Seven must be back to their best condition. Let everyone go home and rest well. Qing Hua, go tell Deer Island that we will choose the transaction location within City 10.”

“Understood,” replied Qing Hua, feeling an uncontrollable excitement upon learning about Qing Chen’s plan to bring Qing Mu back home, as if she was filled with strength.

In fact, it wasn’t just because of Qing Mu’s high status in the hearts of the Qing intelligence personnel, but also because Qing Hua never dared to imagine that she could be involved in such an important event.

It was very dangerous, but opportunity accompanied it as well.

Before leaving the office, Qing Hua turned to glance at Qing Chen one last time. The new boss had already taken out the map of City 10 and seemed to be seriously selecting the location for the trade.

In reality, Qing Hua had been a Trainee Inspector for eight years and was well aware that he could be an aide-de-camp, executing orders, but not fit to be the leader.

The former Inspector was someone who loved to boast. In the internal power struggles of Intelligence Department One, he eventually fell into a trap laid by the Chen Clan and resigned in admission of fault.

Now, this new Inspector wasn’t so talkative, yet he spun the other intelligence groups around his fingers.

At a certain moment, Qing Hua thought that perhaps his opportunity had finally come.

There aren’t many opportunities one can seize in life, but catching just one could lead straight to a bright future.

Qing Chen looked at the map for a long time before finally determining seven suitable locations for the trade.

Which to ultimately choose would require a visit in person to decide.

It was already midnight, and there were eight days left before the return.

Qing Zhun entered the office carrying a lunch box: “Inspector, have a bite to eat. You can’t just keep staying in the office all day; you have to pay attention to rest as well.”

Over the past few days, the detectives from Team Seven had noticed something about their new boss–he seemed not to need sleep at all.

No matter when they looked toward his office, Qing Chen was either analyzing case files or sitting in his chair with his eyes closed, resting.

The sleeping bag Qing Hua bought for him had not even been unfolded.

Peculiar, indeed.

Just then, Qing Chen received a message on his mobile phone.

He looked at Qing Zhun with surprise. The message was from Shadow, asking him to return to Utopia Building to discuss the hostage trade happening in three days.

Qing Chen sighed and said to Qing Zhun, “I’ll be stepping out for a bit; call me if anything comes up.”

Qing Zhun asked, “Shall I arrange a vehicle to take you back?”

“No need, I’ll walk back on my own,” Qing Chen said.

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Outside Intelligence Department One, Qing Yi was sleeping alone in the car. His arm dangled unintentionally at his side, still holding a cellphone that had been in a call for 3 hours and 42 minutes, with Li Ke on the other end.

It seemed he had fallen asleep while chatting with Li Ke, and oddly enough, Li Ke hadn’t hung up either.

Qing Yi was sleeping in a daze when he suddenly woke up.

He instinctively turned his head to look toward the gates of Intelligence Department One; the small iron door beneath the large gate was slowly opening, and the gentleman he had been waiting for was walking out at a slow pace.

Qing Yi hurriedly said into the phone, “I’ve waited for the gentleman; let’s not talk for now.”

On the other end of the phone, Li Ke, groggy, responded, “Mm, then just speak directly with him, don’t play tricks.”

“Yeah, I know,” Qing Yi said.

After speaking, Qing Yi wiped the sleep from his eyes and rushed after Qing Chen.

Before he had taken two steps, Qing Chen had already stopped and turned back, looking at Qing Yi helplessly: “Do you wait here every night?”

At this moment, Qing Yi’s dark circles were extremely severe, having slept in the car for days, all just to wait for Qing Chen.

Qing Yi stood in front of Qing Chen, looking at him with eager eyes.

Qing Chen reached out and patted his head. This time, the young man did not instinctively shrink back, but he forgot what he wanted to say.

“Is there something you need?” Qing Chen asked with a smile. “If there’s nothing, then I’ll head back first?”

Qing Yi hesitated before replying, “I’ll accompany the gentleman for a walk.”

Qing Chen thought for a moment, “All right then.”

Qing Chen led the way, and Qing Yi carefully followed next to the gentleman, looking at him from the side and suddenly noticing that there was a tinge of fatigue in his expression.

Up in the building of Intelligence Department One, Qing Hua and Qing Zhun stood beside a window.

“Wait, isn’t that the Shadow Candidate, Qing Yi?” Qing Hua asked with unexpected shock, glancing over at Qing Zhun: “Did you just see the boss pat Qing Yi’s head, or am I seeing things?”

Qing Zhun shook his head: “You’re not seeing things, he did pat his head twice, and Qing Yi didn’t dodge.”

“So, has the boss already chosen whom he supports in the Shadow conflict?” Qing Hua asked, still in shock. “But why choose Qing Yi?”

“Maybe it’s because they have a good relationship,” Qing Zhun pondered and then said. “If the Inspector chooses Qing Yi, then Team Seven will definitely stand with him on Qing Yi’s side.”

But in reality, Qing Hua didn’t care whom the boss supported, as the struggle for the position of Shadow wouldn’t come to an end anytime soon.

According to past practice, the third and fourth rounds take at least half a year, and as long as one or two years.

What Qing Hua was really curious about was why a Shadow Candidate like Qing Yi would willingly allow someone to pat his head without any resistance?

However, just as Qing Chen and Qing Yi were walking toward District Five,
Qing Zhun and Qing Hua, standing by the window, suddenly saw two people following stealthily behind their boss.