ATLAS TRANSLATES

Chen Ju’s mental alarms went off.

He knew better than Chi Yundai that some people truly were above the law.

“Who said that?” He turned around, his forehead creasing. He straightened his back, looking serious and stern. In that moment, his aura became sharp.

Usually, Chen Ju was gentle and casual when interacting with Ji Heng.

Now he switched to a cold-faced judge of hell without any effort.

Of course, Chen Ju was no ordinary person. He had successfully integrated into Jiang Fuli’s team in Xiangcheng and infiltrated the Ji family.

Even Ji Heng was startled by Chen Ju’s transformation.

Bailian didn’t speak. She stood by the window. Sunlight broke through the clouds and flooded the room, exploding into golden cold light behind her. Her whole face was shrouded in shadow, her plain white clothes reflecting light like a bright pearl.

Chen Ju couldn’t see her expression clearly, but he felt a chill run from his feet upwards.

Bailian turned her gaze to Assistant Xu.

Chen Ju got the hint and looked at Assistant Xu. “You speak.”

Today, Chen Ju had come with Ji Heng to see Xu En. He didn’t know the details of what happened to Xu En, only learning vaguely from Ji Heng that he was hospitalized for poisoning.

Assistant Xu had never met Chen Ju before. All the information flowed through Xu En’s hands, but he didn’t have the clearance to know it.

But he was also startled by Chen Ju’s imposing manner. He recounted the whole incident from start to finish.

“From abroad? CN neurotoxin?” Chen Ju realized the importance of the matter.

A large-scale biochemical weapon banned by international conventions – the fact it could be brought in meant someone had connections. Chen Ju sat on the sofa, tapping his fingers on his knee. The people behind this were certainly formidable.

He might not dare to investigate thoroughly on his own, but right now he wasn’t alone.

Chen Ju had a sudden realization – a first-class merit had delivered itself to his doorstep?

Assistant Xu watched as Chen Ju sat deep in thought on the sofa after hearing “from abroad”. He tried to ease the tension, “I know this case is difficult to investigate externally…”

Chen Ju stood up abruptly. He glanced at Assistant Xu, “You come with me.”

Assistant Xu was stunned. Come along? Where to?

He didn’t fully understand, and instinctively looked to Bailian for guidance. Bailian nodded at him.

“Uncle Ji, I’m going to work first.” Chen Ju said to Ji Heng, leading Assistant Xu out without explanation. He took out his keys while dialing on his phone, using the key to open the elevator.

Assistant Xu followed Chen Ju all the way downstairs and into the car.

Chen Ju gestured for Assistant Xu to sit in the passenger seat. He sat in the driver’s seat and connected his Bluetooth earpiece.

“Yes, it’s me,” Chen Ju drove onto the ring road towards Wutong Avenue. “Xu En’s case, yes, I’ll be there in 25 minutes, ok…”

Without Bailian and Ji Heng around, Chen Ju wasn’t such an approachable person. Assistant Xu in the passenger seat didn’t dare to speak.

He just listened as Chen Ju made several calls along the way.

25 minutes later.

Assistant Xu saw a familiar building – Xiangcheng Police Station.

The place he had just visited this morning.

The deputy director he had met earlier that morning was standing at the entrance.

There were several other leaders behind him.

Xu En was someone from Jianjing after all. When Assistant Xu came to report the case this morning, the police officer took him to see the deputy director, but afterwards only assigned two officers to follow up.

It was mid-afternoon, but the sun was still dazzling. Assistant Xu was startled as he got out of the car with Chen Ju.

The deputy director personally welcoming them?

The deputy director didn’t look at Assistant Xu, only respectfully handing a notebook to Chen Ju, saying, “Director Chen.”

“Mm,” Chen Ju took it, lowering his head to skim through it as he strode inside. “Is everyone here?”

“The whole first team is following up,” The deputy director kept up with Chen Ju’s quick pace. “It’s now an issue of foreign documents, some of our brothers don’t have enough clearance.”

“I’ll approve the border documents,” Chen Ju walked into the conference room, tossing the notebook onto the table. He pulled out a chair and glanced at the deputy director. “For what I can’t approve…”

He sat down, his tone casual: “Someone else can approve it.”

Chen Ju had climbed fast.

There were indeed some documents he couldn’t approve yet, but –

He could call in favors!

Outside, the officer who had questioned Assistant Xu earlier was still the one receiving him. However, he treated Assistant Xu much more respectfully than in the morning. “Assistant Xu, please have some tea first. The bosses are in an internal meeting that should last about half an hour. Now, let’s go over Mr. Xu’s itinerary for the week before the incident again, as well as any suspects you might have in mind…”

Assistant Xu didn’t get tea when he came in the morning.

After going through everything again,

Assistant Xu looked at the officer in a daze, a thought occurring to him that seemed unlikely: “Are you planning to investigate this case in depth now?”

“Assistant Xu,” The officer glanced towards the conference room, then lowered his voice, “You’ve brought Director Chen out of retirement. Do we even need to say anything about this case? Xiangcheng is about to have an earthquake.”

The guess in his heart became reality.

Director Chen…

Was actually that Director Chen.

**

As soon as Assistant Xu left, Bailian couldn’t be bothered to face Ji Mulan.

She had come today to check on Xu En’s condition.

She said a word to Ji Heng and left.

“Dad,” Ji Mulan only dared to speak after everyone had left. “Was that Mr. Chen just now…”

She remembered Director Chen. When she went to see Ji Heng before, Chen Ju always had a fishing basket strapped to him.

But the gap between the “Little Chen” in Ji Heng’s words and the one she had seen at Ji Heng’s house was too big.

“He’s a police officer,” Ji Heng looked at Ji Mulan, not continuing to discuss Chen Ju, only questioning: “How did Ah Lian live after you left the Bai family? Why did she suddenly leave the Bai family?”

Ji Mulan heard the tone in his voice: “She could go further in the Bai family, why leave the Bai family, she was fine but went to jump in the lake…”

Jump in the lake?

Ji Heng suddenly looked up, coldly staring at Ji Mulan: “From now on, don’t interfere with anything related to Ah Lian. In the future, when I die -“

Ji Heng’s gaze turned to the unconscious Xu En, “I’d rather trust him.”

“Dad!” Ji Mulan exclaimed in shock.

“That’s it.” Ji Heng didn’t say more. He picked up his pipe and stood up.

But his heart was heavy.

From the first time Bailian returned to Xiangcheng, he felt he had let her down.

Because he hadn’t taught Ji Mulan well.

Ji Shaozhong, Ji Shaorong, each of them was educated by Ji Heng from childhood. His wife taught the two sons to read and write.

But not Ji Mulan.

His wife also had panda blood. She had a massive hemorrhage during Ji Mulan’s difficult birth and passed away. After that, he became taciturn, only working to provide for the three children. He had almost no education for Ji Mulan, and Ji Mulan grew up under the protection of her two older brothers.

She never suffered any hardships.

This indirectly led to the various issues today.

Ji Mulan was over forty and had even been through a divorce, but Ji Heng felt she was too lucky, to the point that she still hadn’t grown up.

Sometimes Ji Heng was gratified that Bailian had truly grown up.

Sometimes he couldn’t help but feel heartache.

A person’s perspective is torn out from the moment they shoulder their fate. Bailian’s calm insight, and even her persistence that Ji Heng sometimes admired.

He couldn’t imagine what Bailian had been through to get to where she was now.

She was only nineteen this year.

Yet her experiences seemed even more than his own.

**

Library.

Bailian looked down at her phone.

It was a document sent by Jin Kai: [Take a look at the contract]

Bailian naturally couldn’t understand it. She forwarded it to Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli, sitting next to her, suddenly received a document. His slender fingertips were still on a printed original text. He slowly turned his head, the bangs falling in front of his forehead couldn’t hide the confusion in his eyes –

[Why send a WeChat when we’re so close?]

The pen in Bailian’s hand spun in a circle, writing down a line of numbers.

Only after noticing his gaze did she lazily turn her head, raising an eyebrow.

Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze. There was no expression on his cold, pale face as his cold white fingers opened the document. It was a contract about cooperation with the martial arts gym, Bailian investing…

Jiang Fuli paused briefly.

Then he carefully looked again.

No mistake, eight million.

For Xiangcheng, investing eight million in a martial arts gym was already a huge number. But for Young Master Jiang, who often dealt with “billions”, this eight million made him fall silent.

He read the contract from beginning to end.

Finding several unreasonable points, he opened a document on his phone to redraft it, then read it through again.

Only then did he send it back to Bailian.

Although very quiet, Young Master Jiang had no intention of investing in this. He knew this amount of funds was enough for the initial operation of the martial arts gym. This was a project entirely belonging to Bailian.

Of course, Jiang Xiyu would definitely make a fuss about this.

He just skimmed over Jiang Xiyu’s international cash flow of hundreds of millions, sometimes not even looking. But now he not only read this eight million contract five times from start to finish, but also manually revised it?

Jiang Fuli calmly sent it, didn’t continue reading the original literature, but told Bailian he was going downstairs with his phone.

As soon as he left, the two opposite immediately relaxed.

Tang Ming dared to look at the documents on the table and asked Ning Xiao: “What is this thing?”

He could understand the English, but couldn’t understand it all connected together.

Ning Xiao shook his head.

Bailian, doing her homework, casually glanced over and answered: “Double beta decay constructing xenon gas…”

The two: “…”

Police station.

Office.

Director Chen sat in his seat, with two solemn figures projected on two huge 3D screens opposite him.

“Chen Yongkun, you mobilized special forces to Xiangcheng,” the elderly man on the left said in a deep voice, “and even used elite military equipment…”

Wanting to make a big move, Xiangcheng’s police force alone naturally wasn’t enough.

Director Chen requisitioned manpower and equipment from Jianjing.

He had been conspicuously popular in Jianjing recently, many people disliked it, and directly made a fuss to the Chen family. Now the two were criticizing Director Chen.

“Creak -“

The office door was pushed open, and a slender figure slowly walked into the center of the screen.

Director Chen immediately stood up.

Jiang Fuli’s gaze swept lightly over the two projections. He casually sat down in the chair Director Chen pulled out, resting his elbow on the armrest. With his eyelashes slightly lowered, his aura was very strong even when not speaking.

The two people on the screen immediately fell silent, as if their throats had been pinched.

Director Chen poured tea for Jiang Fuli.

“I’ve already had Jiang Xiyu double the equipment used,” Jiang Fuli took the tea and drank a sip unhurriedly, then slightly raised his eyes, his tone indifferent: “The people can be considered borrowed by me. Any other questions?”

No one spoke.

What could they say? The whole Chen family were warriors with little money-making ability. The fact they could survive from ancient times until now, wasn’t it because the Jiang family never abandoned them?

Director Chen raised his eyebrows.

Hehe, as he said –

He. Could. Call. In. Favors!

**

Hospital, Assistant Xu hadn’t returned yet.

But there was a young man standing in Xu En’s room. He was holding a black cotton jacket, wearing a long white T-shirt. With a gentle expression, he was lowering his eyes, listening attentively to Dr. Li explaining Xu En’s condition.

“So the antidote won’t arrive until tomorrow?” Xu Wenyao nodded, thanking Dr. Li: “Thank you, Dr. Li.”

After Dr. Li left, Xu Wenyao thanked Ji Mulan, “Aunt Ji, thank you for taking care of my dad all this time.”

Xu Wenyao and Xu Zhiyue had always been like this.

Their attitude was always good towards everyone, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Ji Mulan stood to the side, shaking her head, also unusually gentle, “Why are you thanking me? Are you and Zhiyue doing well?”

“Pretty good,” Xu Wenyao looked around. “Where’s Assistant Xu?”

Ji Heng didn’t want to say much to Ji Mulan about Director Chen’s matter.

Ji Mulan couldn’t answer at this moment, “He went to the police station to be questioned.”

Mentioning the investigation, Xu Wenyao’s mood became heavy.

He lowered his head, checking his phone, just receiving messages from Xu Zhiyue –

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Xu Zhiyue: [I compiled these key points earlier based on your notes, print them out for her]

Xu Zhiyue: [I’ll steal Liang dog’s notebook tomorrow and send it to you]

Xu Zhiyue: [Where’s my sister? [shy.jpg]]

Xu Zhiyue: [Brother brother brother brother brother??]

Xu Wenyao: [She’s older than you]

Xu Zhiyue: [Ah, this is even more annoying than Liang dog being 10 points higher than me]

Xu Zhiyue was in her third year of high school now. Xu Wenyao hadn’t told her about Xu En’s situation, only telling her he came to Xiangcheng to meet the Ji family.

When Assistant Xu returned.

Xu Wenyao was on the phone with Xu Yajun.

Beside him, Ji Mulan knew that the person on Xu Wenyao’s phone was that Miss Xu, and was also very nervous.

“Wenyao, you know too,” Xu Yajun sighed, “Old Chen is busy running the country, he definitely won’t manage this kind of thing. I say you should quickly get Mr. Xu back, Xiangcheng is very chaotic.”

Xu Wenyao hung up the phone and shook his head at Ji Mulan.

Ji Mulan sat down in a daze, “Even that Miss Xu has no way?”

She had known Xu En for so long and knew that Miss Xu was someone the Xu family couldn’t catch up to yet, also from a circle she didn’t understand.

“I’ll tell Grandma,” Xu En’s matter hadn’t been told to Old Mrs. Xu yet, afraid she couldn’t bear it. Xu Wenyao spoke: “Let her ask the Yu family. For the Yu family, seeing that Mr. Chen is just a matter of one word.”

The Yu family again?

Ji Mulan couldn’t understand these things for now, but she also knew from this that the Yu family was definitely not simple.

“Young Master,” Assistant Xu waited for Xu Wenyao to finish his call, then said casually: “You don’t need to call Old Mrs. yet, I’ve already met Mr. Chen this afternoon.”