Chapter 733: Chapter 764: Qin Yue’s Favorite
Chen Huaying, upon laying eyes on the spread, didn’t even care that she had been arranged to sit next to Su Huai’an, her mouth watering with glee.
“What are you doing here?” Mr. Su immediately got upset seeing someone come to compete with him for the tasty food, waving them off with “Go, go, go, go…”
“Ahem…” Su Hai faked a cough to interrupt Mr. Su and whispered something into his ear. After hearing it, Mr. Su gave Su Huai’an an ambiguous look and nodded approvingly at Chen Huaying.
“Have a seat… come on, sit down! Old friend!” Mr. Su’s attitude was completely different from a moment ago, very cordial as he invited them to sit and eat.
“What on earth are you scheming with that sneaky mind of yours?” Old Master Chen said grumpily, “You wouldn’t be trying to take advantage of me, would you?”
Mr. Su’s face reddened, “Eat if you want, or just scram.”
“Who said anything about not eating? Yingzi, Ying Jie, hurry up and sit down, everyone make yourselves at home. Ningning, Qigang, you two sit as well!”
“Hey, hey, hey… this is my house, not yours. Don’t boss around the host.”
The meal concluded amidst the bickering of the two old men.
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At the same time, in the interrogation room number one of the Southern District, Qin Yue was working overtime. He had been busy non-stop since returning from S country on New Year’s Eve, and each time someone from home came to call him out, he dismissed them.
“Don’t think that you can just keep quiet and I won’t have any means,” Qin Yue crossed his arms, looked at the two men in the iron cell with an evil smile, and said, “You’ve probably heard about my interrogation methods. Waiting until you’re truly suffering is pointless.”
The two detainees were clearly seasoned comrades, their aura and demeanor were full of that particular essence.
One of them, faced with Qin Yue’s pressing questions, said righteously, “Little Hooligan, aren’t you afraid of facing a tribunal for detaining us without authorization?”
“Both of you participated in the Southern Border rescue, right?” Qin Yue stepped forward and lifted the other’s chin with the dagger in his hand. This weapon was a fine piece he had confiscated in S country. Besides, it was stylish and eye-catching. Lately, it had become Qin Yue’s favorite item, something he carried everywhere. Because of it, he had endured a fair share of criticism and scolding.
But no matter how much he was scolded, it was futile; he simply liked it. Thick-skinned as he was, no hot water could scald him; nobody could really do much about it.
The interrogators following him couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of their mouths seeing his frivolous action. Little Hooligan, that’s something you might do when flirting with a woman, but using it on another man during interrogation, aren’t you afraid of scaring the other to death?
“Of course!” The two men said proudly, puffing out their chests—as if to say that those who took part in the Southern Border rescue were real men.
“With that attitude, you still have the nerve to say ‘of course’?” Qin Yue scoffed derisively, “Just think back on the Southern Border rescue, the last long-distance operation. Now, remember.” He pointed at the shorter one, pressing the knife against his temple, “You’re the communications officer, right? How come you look so familiar?”
The man Qin Yue had pointed to went pale, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead incessantly. Eventually unable to withstand the intimidation, he simply closed his eyes. “Do whatever you want,” he said in a manner reminiscent of a pig resigned to being scalded.
“That’s right! Little Hooligan, we all know you’re well-protected; we can’t afford to offend you! Even President Su turns a blind eye to your wrongdoings, so if you’ve got the guts, just kill us directly.”