Chapter 80: No Issues with the Workflow

Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoxiao watched as if in a dream.

Lu Xin first explained this reasoning to Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoxiao and ensured they had no objections.

Only then did he step aside, taking out the Satellite Phone from his bag.

When he dialed the number, his voice had changed.

Hello, Team Leader Chen?

It’s like this, I accepted a private commission involving a girl affected by Contamination.

It’s been resolved.

Yes, not only was his daughter’s issue resolved, but his Bodyguard and Butler were handled too.

However, I discovered this likely relates to a current Source of Contamination hidden at Bengbu Port.

It should be a painting, covered with a black cloth and framed in a simple wooden mount.

They didn’t want me to investigate further and even threatened me with guns.

Yes, also, I have some doubts.

If I encounter such a situation in the future, could I just ignore it?

I understand.

…

Lu Xin hung up and walked back to Mr. Xu.

He said, She said I don’t need to handle your affairs, as she’ll manage them personally.

…

Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoxiao gazed upon all this as if in a dream.

Even now, they couldn’t grasp how so many Private Armed Forces had been subdued so swiftly.

They had no clue whether the twisted, brutal figure they witnessed could still be considered human.

Naturally, they were even more baffled by how he casually revealed secrets known only to them.

After finishing the call, Lu Xin ignored everything else and turned to sit on the steps near Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoxiao.

He pulled out a crumpled box of cigarettes from his pocket and extracted one.

Pressing the plastic Lighter twice, it didn’t respond, so he glanced into the distance.

Manager Liu (the fat one) was staring blankly in their direction.

Meeting Lu Xin’s gaze, he suddenly reacted, clenched his teeth, and scurried over.

He produced his elegant vintage Zippo Lighter.

But this time, he lacked the courage to light it for Lu Xin personally.

Instead, standing a bit farther away, he handed the Lighter directly to him.

Lu Xin took the Lighter, lit his cigarette himself, and casually slipped it into his pocket.

Manager Liu didn’t notice this action.

He swallowed hard and gathered his courage to speak.

Mr. Lone Soldier…

Seeing Lu Xin look at him, he felt uneasy but forced a smile.

This other matter has nothing to do with me; may I leave?

Of course.

Lu Xin paused briefly before speaking.

I didn’t violate the contract this time, so about the payment, that’s settled, right?

Manager Liu studied Lu Xin closely to confirm he wasn’t joking.

Then, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

What Mr. Lone Soldier just said is reasonable, and I’ve thought carefully—it does make sense.

So rest assured, I’ll complete the remaining tasks, and the payment will be delivered on time.

Even if Mr. Xu can’t cover the balance, I’ll pay you myself.

Lu Xin finally relaxed and nodded.

Thank you.

Manager Liu was surprised by his politeness and the smooth exchange.

He tentatively backed away a few steps.

Seeing no sign of Lu Xin intending to shoot him in the back, he hastily departed.

Before leaving, he signaled subtly to the medical staff to attend to Xu Xiaoxiao’s wound.

Even so, the approaching medical staff acted as if facing a deadly enemy, barely breathing.

Noting the wary expressions around him, Lu Xin felt helpless.

He couldn’t understand why everyone feared him so much; he wasn’t unreasonable.

If all people were like this Manager Liu—clear-headed and courteous—misunderstandings would vanish.

Look at him: he discussed the commission properly, handled the payment fairly, one thing at a time.

The most crucial part was his decency; noticing Lu Xin had no Lighter, he generously offered his own.

Exhaling a slow puff of smoke, Lu Xin looked up again.

Little Sister was now exhilarated, walking among the sprawled-out piles of people.

She peeked at one, examined another, sometimes listening to their heartbeats or nudging them with her foot.

She seemed abnormally thrilled.

Thank goodness for Little Sister; if she hadn’t been around with all those gunmen…

Imagining the outcome without her, Lu Xin shuddered.

That was close just now.

…

Within barely ten minutes, the roar of engines charging up the hill echoed.

Bright beams of light flooded the Villa area.

Then row after row of soldiers poured in.

Surveying the fallen figures, especially their distorted and bizarre forms, they stiffened slightly but remained silent.

They collected the scattered guns and weapons.

Then they guarded the perimeter.

Shortly after, medical staff entered, silent and efficient.

They carried out every person on the ground, dead or alive.

Even the earlier medics in White Lab Coats who witnessed the shootout but kept their distance were led away.

Throughout this process, no one approached or spoke with Lu Xin or the Xu family.

Unlike previous Field Duty assignments, this time no one handed Lu Xin a thick blanket.

…

Chen Jing arrived about thirty minutes later.

Given the timing, she must have come from another Satellite City or the Main City.

Lu Xin suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for his superior; her constant travel must be exhausting.

But he realized each call like this was triggered by his own notifications.

…

Where’s the painting?

Hearing Chen Jing’s sharp heels click on the hard stone, Mr. Xu jolted his head up.

His face twisted with rage, trembling finger pointing at Lu Xin.

His voice seethed with indescribable fury and grievance.

Colonel Chen, I… I know your department holds great authority, but this time…

This time, such brutality was committed by your subordinate; you must provide an explanation…

You owe me an answer!

Mr. Xu…

Chen Jing recognized him, replying calmly.

I’ve confirmed his work flow had no issues.

You…

Mr. Xu’s voice choked.

His daughter was minus one hand.

Dead bodies were just hauled away by the dozen, and you claim there are no issues?

If you feel he erred in handling any aspect, you may file a complaint.

Chen Jing stated briefly.

Our Headquarters will make its own judgment.

Mr. Xu was speechless.

He felt numerous flaws, yet didn’t know how to articulate them.

Since his actions and responses were proper, it’s time to address your conduct.

Chen Jing had no interest in prolonging that debate.

Seeing his silence, she continued.

I know you often hire private Scavenger Teams or armed forces for tasks.

You also secretly use channels to smuggle items into the Main City.

But certain acts cross boundaries.

You are a respected individual, so cut your losses now.

Come with me to retrieve the painting, and accept your due Judgment.

Everyone who breaks rules pays a price—this is Qinggang’s bottom line.

I assume you comprehend that?