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Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 497 - 312: Seems Like She Got Involved with That Stuff
The next day, 10 in the morning, 28 Nanjing Road.
Qi Yun reported his trip to Treasure Island in Director Duan’s office.
Although he can’t be considered part of the establishment, his identity has changed now, and his position in Guo An is also different, so reporting his trip to Treasure Island to Z Organization is necessary.
Director Duan simply asked a few questions, and then agreed to his trip: "Try to avoid appearing in public places over there; the most important thing is to be cautious in your words and actions. After all, you’re in the limelight right now; don’t let anyone get any dirt on you."
Regarding Director Duan’s kind reminder, Qi Yun hurriedly nodded, responding with a serious tone: "Rest assured, I know what I’m doing. This trip to Treasure Island is mainly about dealing with some personal matters. I won’t be in contact with other outsiders, let alone appear in public."
"I promise not to cause any trouble for Z Organization." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Director Duan nodded; he understood Qi Yun well enough to know that the latter would keep his discretion.
"Also, pay attention to your personal safety and be on guard for the recurrence of last time’s attack."
"If you encounter any emergency situation beyond your control, you can contact me."
Hearing this, Qi Yun’s eyes lit up, deciphering a hint from the words, but it seemed reasonable upon reflection.
"Yes, thank you for your care, Leader!" He gave a standard salute, expressing gratitude to Director Duan.
Director Duan waved his hand: "Alright, off you go."
After leaving Guo An, Qi Yun called De Gaulle and informed him about his trip to Treasure Island, trying to persuade Wei Zhe from T-Bas Electric.
De Gaulle was obviously pleased with this, immediately stating that he had friends on Treasure Island who could provide Qi Yun with appropriate support.
He was eager to resolve this matter quickly and obtain the complete map.
The secret that the Gwen Clan had been pursuing for hundreds of years—if it could be unraveled in his hands—would undoubtedly gain him the support of the elders in his family, enabling him to assume the position of decision-maker.
...
Elsewhere, Old He arrived early with his team at the Guest House to wait. Today, he was accompanying Salaman and the Oil Country’s delegation to inspect several photovoltaic project bases.
In the car, Old He raised his watch to check the time and asked the secretary, "Do we have any news from Li Tongwei’s side?"
The secretary in the passenger seat turned back: "Leader, last night Li Tongwei’s secretary had people conduct an investigation through the night. So far, they haven’t found any prior contact between Qi Yun and that person... but..."
"But what?" Old He frowned, feeling dissatisfied with the new secretary, thinking that he couldn’t quite use him as smoothly as the previous Xiaojie.
But unfortunately, Xiaojie had been targeted and knew too much...
The secretary stole a glance at Old He, swallowed nervously, and cautiously replied: "Li Secretary said... friends from the Qingbao department revealed to him that it seems related to the last batch of artifacts, and he’s still investigating the specifics."
Upon hearing this, Old He wore a somber face and said no more.
After waiting for about four or five minutes, the Oil Country’s delegation slowly exited the building, and Old He tidied his cuff and got out to greet them.
However, when he scanned the crowd, he never saw the Crown Prince’s figure, making him puzzled. So he approached the Oil Country’s person in charge to inquire.
The latter told him that Prime Minister Salaman wasn’t feeling well and wouldn’t attend today’s project inspection.
After learning this, Old He’s smile visibly stiffened; you came all the way from Middle East seeking cooperation, but when it came time for project inspection, you didn’t attend. What are you here for?
Coupling with Salaman’s indifferent attitude last night and the words from energy department Big Guy Old Zhou, Old He felt doused with a cold bucket of water, an icy chill in his heart.
It seemed like the meat that was almost in his mouth would likely not be eaten... yet he was really unwilling...
Sure enough, during the subsequent inspections, although the delegation seemed interested, Old He still felt a lack of sincerity.
...
On Qi Yun’s side, after leaving Guo An, he returned home and gathered his subordinates together.
"I need to set off for Treasure Island at noon, and the duration is not yet determined. Brother Wei, Niu Da, and Old Eagle, you three will go with me."
"The rest will be divided into two groups, with Xiaomin and Pingyu each in charge of a group, ensuring the safety of Zhao Qing and Nuannuan. Weapons are allowed in necessity! Do not hesitate!"
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, everyone stood straight and shouted.
Qi Yun waved his hand: "Alright, dispersed, Pingyu stay."
After the crowd dispersed, Qi Yun took Duan Pingyu outside and pulled out his phone to instruct: "I’ll give you a number, remember it. In case of emergency, if you can’t contact me, call this number."
Duan Pingyu nodded and immediately pulled out his phone.
After giving instructions, Qi Yun raised his watch to check the time, prepared to call Wei Yong, only to see him already driving a small truck to the door.
"I just delivered the goods back to the store, have you been waiting long?" Wei Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran over.
Qi Yun patted his arm, leading him into the living room.
"What’s up? It must be face-to-face to talk?" He took a bottle of water from the fridge, handed it over with a smile, and asked.
Wei Yong took the water and drank most of the bottle in gulps, wiping his mouth before speaking: "Hey, can’t say clearly over the phone."
Qi Yun saw Wei Yong’s hesitant demeanor and was a bit surprised, sitting on the sofa opposite him. "Take your time."
Wei Yong’s Adam’s apple moved up and down twice before he replied awkwardly, "It’s... it’s about Sisi..."
"Hmm? What’s wrong with her?" Qi Yun asked in astonishment. The last time he saw her was when this house was being renovated.
Wei Yong’s fingers unconsciously gripped the mineral water bottle, causing the bottle to slightly deform.
He looked at Qi Yun with an unnatural expression and said hesitantly, "She... she seems to have gotten into that stuff."
Qi Yun’s smile instantly froze on his face, his eyes filled with disbelief, "What’s going on?"
Wei Yong’s Adam’s apple moved again, with a hint of helplessness, "We only discovered it recently. A while ago, Sisi kept saying she felt unusually tired. Your sister-in-law thought she hadn’t been sleeping well at night, so she let her rest at home for two days."
"Until the night before last, when your sister-in-law and I took the girl to her house to see her, we found her hiding in the bedroom with two other girls. Their faces were as white as paper, and they were holding those small boxes made of folded tin foil. That’s when I realized something was wrong."
"I immediately rushed in to snatch the stuff away and asked her what it was, but she wouldn’t say."
Qi Yun’s face turned extremely grim after hearing this, and he remained silent. Once someone gets involved with that stuff, there are rarely good outcomes.
Wei Yong scratched his head, his face full of anxiety. "I know that stuff shouldn’t be touched. I wanted to take her to turn herself in, but I was worried whether it would count as harboring others..."
"I looked online, and it says harboring others... means jail time, but Sisi is still so young. If she really had a criminal record, her life would be ruined."
"My sister-in-law and I discussed it all night, and we didn’t dare to report it to the authorities. We can only watch over her closely without leaving her side."
"But... what if those two girls were caught in the future and ratted her out?"
"Old Qi, please help me figure this out. We really don’t know what to do..."
Qi Yun raised his hand to press his temples, feeling a bit sorry for the girl.
After a long silence, he finally spoke in a deep voice, "Here’s what you do: when you go back, take her to the New District Branch to turn herself in and explain everything clearly."
Wei Yong hesitated for a moment after hearing this, "But she..."
Qi Yun waved his hand to interrupt, "The information online is half true and half false. Don’t scare yourself. Harboring others does require taking responsibility, but it depends on the specific situation."
"I’ll talk to them over there. After explaining, quickly take her to rehab."
"Okay! Okay! I got it!" Wei Yong quickly nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave.
He knew that since Qi Yun advised him to do this, there would be no problem.
"Don’t be soft-hearted." Qi Yun sighed and added another sentence.
Wei Yong’s steps paused for a moment. He turned back to look at Qi Yun with a complex gaze, hesitated for several seconds, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you... are you going to see her?"
Qi Yun paused, remained silent for a while before slowly shaking his head, his voice carrying an indescribable tone, "Not right now, I’m about to leave for the treasure island."
"If you encounter any difficulties, call me at any time."
Wei Yong seemed to have expected this outcome, nodded, and didn’t say more, quickly leaving the door.
After Wei Yong left, Qi Yun went to the window and lit a cigarette, looking deeply thoughtful.
After finishing a cigarette, he extinguished the butt and took out his phone to send a message to Zhang Dayong.
...
At six in the evening, Qi Yun, Chen Wei, Niu Da, and Old Eagle appeared at the exit passage of Taibei Airport.
The four left the airport, grabbed a cab, and headed straight for Hsinchu City.
The climate here was noticeably cooler compared to Bird City, with rows of camphor trees swaying in the breeze. Qi Yun leaned against the car window, observing this completely different scenery.
Two hours later, the taxi stopped under a Hilton Hotel in Hsinchu, less than twenty kilometers from the Dharma Drum Mountain Monastery.
Although Hsinchu City is a county-level city with only 400,000 people, its area isn’t even as large as one of Bird City’s townships, yet it’s the technology hub of the island. The Hsinchu Science Park under its jurisdiction is known as a mini Silicon Valley, with many famous multinational companies setting up branches here.
After checking into the hotel, Qi Yun and his companions went to eat. The streets were filled with a flow of motorcycles, almost more than the four-wheeled cars.
Moreover, the streets were lined with glowing signs of convenience stores and food stalls. Although it looked a bit chaotic, it was full of lively energy.
The four of them found a nearby snack bar. Wooden tables and chairs were set up along the street, and as soon as they sat down, a Taiwanese girl in a floral apron brought over some winter melon tea and greeted them, "What would you like to order?"
Qi Yun glanced at the menu on the table, full of dishes he had never heard of, and just randomly ordered a few.
The Taiwanese girl noted down the order on paper and looked at Qi Yun and the others curiously, "Oh, you’re compatriots?"
Qi Yun nodded with a smile, without giving much explanation.
Before long, the food was served, and they began to eat in silence.
Suddenly, the roaring sound of motorcycle engines came from a distance. Qi Yun looked up to see three motorcycles speeding towards them.







