Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 59 Spring Festival!

Finally, the day of the Spring Festival arrived. After the gathering ended, the teleportation array became busier than ever before. One by one, familiar figures waved and disappeared into it, until the reluctant Ye Jiumu stood next to his brother and gave him an awkward smile. At this point, Pei Yan had bid farewell to all the friends he had met in the investigation bureau.

Returning to the empty dormitory, Pei Yan lay on the bed feeling lost, tossing and turning no matter how he changed positions, he still felt uncomfortable. He simply tossed the tablet he was holding to the side, sat up, put on his running shoes, grabbed his gear, and headed downstairs.

Just after he completed his warm-up jog, he saw an anxious Hu Wenjun run down from upstairs, quickly approaching him: "I’ve been looking for you for a while. It’s New Year’s, why aren’t you staying in the dorm, why are you training! Come with me, it won’t take long."

"Ah, where are we going! Instructor Hu, aren’t you going home for New Year?" Pei Yan asked perplexed, holding a towel in his hand.

Walking ahead, Hu Wenjun replied without turning his head: "No more questions, first go make a call to your family. The transfer is all set up; though you can’t go home for the festival, you can still call them."

"Really!"

Without caring about politeness, Pei Yan dashed past the other like the wind, scurrying up the stairs like a monkey and dove into Hu Wenjun’s office. Calming his excited emotions, he took a deep breath, picked up the microphone on the desk, and, with Hu Wenjun nodding at the door, dialed the number for his home.

Ringtone, ringtone, ringtone, pick up, pick up!

"Hello!"

When his sister’s voice sounded on the other end of the phone, Pei Yan’s nose instantly tingled with tears welling up in his eyes. He tried hard not to cry and called out, "Sis, it’s me!"

"It’s Xiaoyan, Mom! Xiaoyan’s calling!" Upon hearing her brother’s voice, Pei Jin was also quite excited. After shouting, she hurriedly asked: "Xiaoyan, how are you doing there, are you well and eating properly? Have you received everything we’ve mailed to you?"

"I received them. The guitar you sent, I even played it at the last gathering. I’m doing really well, honestly, the troops take great care of me, and the food is good — we’re having dumplings for dinner tonight." Pei Yan happily replied, sitting down on the chair.

"Let me answer the phone!" His mother’s anxious voice came through, and soon the receiver was handed over: "Xiaoyan, are you doing well there? Do you have dumplings for dinner? How’s your health, are you holding up alright, is anyone bullying you?"

"Mom, why are you asking all that!" his sister’s complaining voice was heard beside the phone.

"What do you know, I heard that some old soldiers bully the new ones." After tossing back a word to his sister, his mom continued into the receiver: "Xiaoyan, your stubborn nature at home, don’t lose your temper there, okay? Make good friends with your comrades, always listen to the leadership, you hear? Ah!" By the end, Pei Yan could feel his mom’s voice choked with emotion.

To soothe his mom’s emotions, Pei Yan hurriedly said cheerfully: "Ah, mom, what are you thinking? My comrades in the troops are really good to me, they all take great care of me! I’m in great shape now, so fit I even have abs. I’ll send you a photo of me with my comrades in a few days so you can see."

"Oh, that’s good! That’s good! Hang on!"

"Old Pei, your son from the troops is on the phone, aren’t you going to speak to him?!"

After a while, his mom’s voice came back on the phone: "Your dad’s just like that, always thinking about you when you’re not around, but now that you’re on the phone, he’s sitting there acting all high and mighty. Son, how long can you stay on this call?"

"Twenty minutes, it’s a special permit from the leader!" Pei Yan glanced at Hu Wenjun and pointed to the clock on the wall. After seeing the two fingers Hu Wenjun raised, he spoke into the receiver.

The receiver was once again handed to his sister, and the siblings chatted about their work and training during this period. It was unclear whether his sister was truly curious or if it was just Pei Yan’s imagination, but he found that she was particularly interested in his training content, occasionally probing about any unusual physical changes recently.

Pei Yan didn’t think much of it, simply assuming it was his sister’s concern for him, and he briefly talked about what he could from training, assuring her that his health was great and everything was normal, asking them not to worry.

Eventually, his dad finally took the call. After a simple greeting and his dad’s advice to stay safe and perform well, a brief silence ensued between father and son.

Just as Pei Yan was about to remind his father to take care of his health, his father’s calm voice echoed first on the other end: "Smoke less, and if you must, have something good, don’t skimp. I know about your allowance. If you’re short on money, just let us know, don’t be too hard on yourself in this aspect."

"Okay, I know!" Listening to this, Pei Yan found his nose tingling again, and the tears he had been holding back rolled down his cheeks.

After hanging up, Pei Yan wiped away his tears, crying like a child. Every year, seeing those who couldn’t go home for New Year on TV, red-eyed, speaking to their families through the interview camera, he always thought it was overly dramatic, believing that when he grew up and left home, he would never be like this. But when this day finally came, he deeply felt the loneliness of being away from home and the homesickness etched in his bones.

"Alright, go change your clothes and come with me." This time, Hu Wenjun did not go out; he sat quietly in front of Pei Yan, finishing three cigarettes. After extinguishing the cigarette butt, he stood up and patted Pei Yan’s shoulder gently.

Pei Yan sniffled, wiped away his tears, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Where else, you’re coming home with me to celebrate New Year’s at my place," Hu Wenjun, putting on the hat from the table, grinned at Pei Yan.

"Isn’t that inappropriate, I’d be too much of a nuisance...."

Before Pei Yan finished speaking, Hu Wenjun kicked him on the buttocks: "Why so much nonsense, it’s not like you’re freeloading. Bring your bank card and contribute to the New Year’s groceries."

"Okay! Got it!" Pei Yan sprang out of the office with excitement.

Half an hour later, in Gu Shenghui’s office.

"Director Gu, Pei Yan and Captain Hu have already entered the teleportation array. Is this really okay? According to my investigation, the Divine Desire Organization indeed harbors ill intentions toward Pei Yan. Letting him out at this time poses a danger to Pei Yan and Captain Hu’s family!" The large figure in front of the desk asked in a deep voice, and next to him stood Jiang Feiyang, whom Pei Yan met at the gathering. This time, he had shed his former meek appearance; his chubby face was now resolute, his eyes glaring fiercely, while sitting silently on the sofa behind them was Wenlin, playing with an apple in his hand.

Gu Shenghui watched as Hu Pei stepped into the teleportation array in the underground parking lot on the monitor, his fingers tapping gently on the desk with a guilt-laden expression: "Old Hu discussed this with me, and I hesitated but eventually agreed. It’s not just to comfort Pei Yan’s emotions; I also want to see if there are any detestable bugs within our bureau still. How likely do you think they’ll make a move now?"

"Hard to say, with recent developments in new equipment over the last two years, the nation’s accuracy in detecting internal sources is increasing. Basically, secret investigation points have been set up in major domestic cities, and trying to bypass detection by disguising seems riskier for those with abilities awakened over the third tier from the Divine Desire Organization, unless they don’t mind a suicidal gambit. So I think, if they act, they’ll likely use newly recruited peripheral personnel, and also...." The tall man paused here.

"Also what?"

"Through investigations over the past three months, I suspect they’ve developed a kind of portable teleportation array technology. I haven’t figured out how they do it yet."

Having listened to his subordinate’s story, Gu Shenghui leaned back on the sofa chair, looking up at the tall figure in front of him: "Those people treasure their lives greatly; they’re more afraid of exposing their identity than we are. So Shangxing, you’ll go as a deputy with Feiyang, follow Wenlin’s command, bring along a couple of Jiezhi Spaces, make sure to protect Pei Yan and Old Hu’s family, and keep in touch with the bureau at all times. It’s best if things remain calm, but if someone can’t hold back, leave a couple of them alive and bring them back."

"Understood. But if Captain Hu finds out afterwards...."

"He’ll understand."

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