Chapter 48: Shen Zhiyu: This Fiery Temper of Mine

“Comrade Shen Zhiyu, we’re only requesting a temporary transfer. Whether it will work or not, let's not discuss that now. What if it does?”

Chen Yilei approached his former superior with this suggestion, though it was somewhat a desperate measure taken in haste.

But what choice did he have?

A pile of cases was stacked before them. Each of them wished to solve these cases quickly to bring peace to the deceased and comfort to their families. Yet, the conditions were limited, and no clues could be found.

Solving these cases felt like searching for a needle in a vast ocean.

They feared that the QianKun system might have too high a configuration requirement, making it impossible to install on their phones.

Huang Yuyao spoke to Wang Kexin, who was still engrossed in her computer. Because her bed was near the balcony, she could hear more clearly.

In the back seat, Ada Wang, dressed entirely in red, was loading ammunition into her two heavy-caliber guns.

He had lost both legs early on due to a hunting accident—not like the new emperor of Dongqi, whose legs were intact but immobile—but rather, he had both legs amputated below the knees, requiring him to use a wheelchair for mobility.

Once this rumor spread, it immediately drew attention—not just from the common people but also from officials in the court, who were equally curious.

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When his eldest illegitimate son was born, his great-nephew’s son had already been running around. The Zhaolong Emperor paid little attention to this son. Yet, when he fell gravely ill, it was this very son who defied opposition and supported the prescription from the Imperial Medical Bureau, pulling him back from the brink of death.

The elders of the Nightless City, or those aware of the connection between the Nightless City and the Lu Group, furrowed their brows with unwavering seriousness but made no move to stop him from cursing.

Taohua slowly stepped into the room, cautiously scanning the surroundings. She found only a simple guest room and, upon entering, saw it was transparent enough, with no hiding places.

Su Yunju stood not far in front of Yun Luo. Yun Luo stepped forward, and Su Yunju took a step back accordingly.

For various reasons, Hei Zi himself never admitted anything, and although he seemed skeptical, with Hei Zi stubbornly refusing to confess, Su Yunju could only speculate wildly. Even if he had guessed something, he wouldn’t do anything to harm himself.

Going to the border city once guarded by her father and brother was her wish. Moreover, that place was the confluence of three kingdoms—whether heading to Wei or Songge, it was convenient.

“It’s alright, you just need to stay by my side,” Lu Fengfan said gently, holding her hand.

Her grandmother had held her then, telling her not to cry deeply, saying that once she had children, the pain would never return.

That night, Xiao Baizhu met with 738 again, arranged once more by Xue Long. A dispute arose between 738 and Xue Long over Xiao Baizhu’s identity.

Sheng Shi remained silent, quietly turning around, restarting the ship, slowly steering it toward the shore. His gaze fixed on the distant shimmering lights, his heart tangled in turmoil.

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That day, Ye Liuhen was dining with Sheng’er when a guard hurriedly arrived, as if something significant had occurred.

“Snap!” Xia Yanbing reached out and turned off the speaker, pressing both hands on the steering wheel, taking a deep breath to forcefully banish Li Rui’s face from his mind.

“Stop.” A gust of wind swept by, and Yunshan appeared like a celestial warrior, suddenly appearing and placing a hand on Murong Che’s arm.

Had she not endured sudden upheaval in recent years, been exiled to America, and come to understand the harsh realities of the world, she would never have spoken such self-reproachful words.

His eyes, sharp as an eagle’s, and the fierce aura that not even his unshaven face could conceal, immediately marked him as a formidable character not to be trifled with.

After the Liangshan army fully took over Linyi City, Shi Jin promptly dispatched people to post more than ten notices around the city.

Liao Wuyu followed Fei Nansha’s gaze and blushed involuntarily. Then, as if troubled by something, she kept wiping her lips repeatedly.

Stepping outside the hall, Liao Wuyu looked up. There was clearly no strong sunlight that day. Besides, the Wing Realm itself was the darkest among the three realms, yet she felt the light unusually dazzling, almost unable to open her eyes.