An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 104 Waterloo

After the door was forced open, the train police quickly subdued a young man hiding in the toilet.

The man appeared to be around twenty years old, extremely thin, with his clothes hanging loosely, as if wrapped around a bony skeleton.

His cheeks were deeply sunken, his eye sockets were abruptly bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot. His gaze was empty and unfocused, as if his soul had been ripped away. His lips were bloodless, dry, and chapped.

His hands, handcuffed by the train police, trembled incessantly, and his entire being exuded an aura of decay and despair.

The train police officer escorted Meng Youyou through the carriage, passing by the spot where she was.

Late at night, most of the passengers in the carriage were still fast asleep, and Meng Youyou was no exception. She pretended to be asleep, leaning against the back of her seat with her eyes closed.

This was after Huo Qingshan gave her a look that indicated she should do this, after she brought the train police officer over.

She understood his intention; he didn't want her to get involved in this mess.

Inside the restroom, Huo Qingshan picked up the still-warm tin foil from the ground, sniffed it, and then used his fingers to brush away the residue on it.

It has a very bright white color and a high degree of crystal purity.

The man's brows were furrowed... In just over ten days, their crystallization and purification process had improved to a new level.

Tonight's encounter illustrates two serious issues: the large-scale drug manufacturing plant they raided last time was only part of this gang's reserve force; there must be other strongholds and distribution channels that they haven't yet uncovered.

In addition, this batch of new drugs has already entered the market.

After all that commotion, when Huo Qingshan returned to his seat, some sunlight peeked through the car window, casting a faint glow.

As soon as the man sat down, Meng Youyou slowly leaned closer. Her mind was a little hazy, but she was still sleeping restlessly. She whispered, "Why did it take you so long to get back?"

"It's alright, go back to sleep."

He pulled the blanket back up from the girl's shoulders, which had slipped a few inches off, and gently patted her shoulder. "Sleep a little longer, I'm here."

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, a clanging sound came from afar, accompanied by the voice of a middle-aged woman calling out, "Anyone need breakfast? We have hot millet porridge, fragrant tea eggs, steamed buns, and dumplings..."

"Come on, comrade, move your leg a bit, let me pass."

"A bowl of millet porridge and two steamed buns? Okay! Here you go, that'll be six cents in total."

"..."

The train attendant pushed the breakfast cart into the carriage where Meng Youyou and her companions were.

Meng Youyou kept complaining to Huo Qingshan about how painful her neck and back were.

While rubbing her neck, Huo Qingshan asked her, "What do you want to eat for breakfast?"

Meng Youyou listlessly snorted, "It's just a few choices: steamed buns and dumplings. Whatever."

"This train will stop in Meizhou City for fifteen minutes later. I'm planning to get off and make a phone call to buy you some other food to bring up."

Meng Youyou's eyes lit up. "I also want to go down and stretch my legs. Why don't you take me with you?"

After thinking for a moment, Huo Qingshan agreed: "After you get off the bus, you have to stay with me and not wander off. We only have fifteen minutes to stop, so we have to be quick."

Meng Youyou nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I promise to follow the leader's orders!"

"Then I'll buy some breakfast for Grandpa Yang first," Huo Qingshan said as he reached into his coat pocket for his wallet.

He reached into his pocket and found it empty. The man frowned immediately, and within seconds, he began to recall all the people he had encountered since boarding the train. His mind raced, with images flashing back and forth.

He couldn't recall a single suspicious person.

The once-heroic Battalion Commander Huo, the king of counter-reconnaissance, suffered a crushing defeat one day!

Seeing this, Meng Youyou suppressed a laugh and asked him, "What's wrong?"

His tone was innocent, and his expression was even more innocent.

Huo Qingshan looked up at the person beside him and met her eyes, which were trying to hide the cunning and smugness.

He then put on a pained expression and said, "What should I do? My wallet has been stolen!"

Meng Youyou crossed her arms in front of her chest, her expression shocked: "What should we do? Does this mean Battalion Commander Huo is going to live off me for the next few days?"

Huo Qingshan finally broke down and laughed, saying helplessly, "That's all we can do."

After making a "hmm" sound, Meng Youyou took out a black leather wallet from her pocket and held it up in front of Huo Qingshan with both hands: "Battalion Commander Huo, take a look, is this wallet yours?"

Huo Qingshan really focused his attention and observed for a while before commenting, "You know what, it really does look a bit like it."

Hearing this, Meng Youyou laughed and punched his chest, then took the wallet back. "I don't care, what I stole is mine."

Meng Youyou called out to the flight attendant in time, "Flight attendant, I need a bowl of millet porridge, a tea egg, a steamed bun, a meat bun, and a rice cake."

She didn't know what Grandpa Yang liked to eat, so she simply ordered one of everything on the food cart. If she couldn't finish it, she could leave it for someone else to eat, since he wasn't a picky eater anyway.

After buying the food, she pointed to the dishes in front of her with her chin, glanced at someone, and ordered, "Xiao Huo, go and take these breakfasts that Boss Meng bought to Grandpa."

Huo Qingshan couldn't help but shake his head and smile, but still cooperated and said, "Okay, boss, I'll go right now."

……

Outside Meizhou Railway Station.

Huo Qingshan stood in a public phone booth and dialed the number for the anti-drug squad of Fanzhou City.

While waiting for the call to be answered, he kept his eyes fixed on Meng Youyou, who was sitting at a breakfast stall not far away, drinking soup.

They repeatedly told her to buy some food that could be packed and carried, because aside from the time it took to travel to and from the station, they only had ten minutes to linger outside.

But he still leisurely ordered a bowl of beef soup and sat down to drink it.

Steaming white vapor enveloped her small face, and even through the hazy mist, Huo Qingshan could still make out the look of pure satisfaction that was blooming on her face.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

"Hello," a familiar male voice came from the receiver. Huo Qingshan had dialed Lu Feng's office directly; he remembered the number.

"it's me."

"Hey, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Lu Feng often acted rather unseriously when he wasn't working.

Huo Qingshan didn't waste any words with him and went straight to the point: "Around three o'clock this morning, I caught a drug user on the train. He was using a new type of methamphetamine, and the purity was higher than the batch we seized."

The person was taken off the train and is being held by the Meizhou Public Security Bureau. You should communicate with the local authorities to get him back. Follow this lead further; you should be able to find something.

Lu Feng regained his composure and said, "Okay, I understand."