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"Okay, then we'll be going now." Pioneer led Alina away, calling out to Yang before leaving.

"Get me a car."

"Okay, big sister."

Yang immediately ran out to prepare a car for the Pioneers, while Froststar felt a little uncomfortable.

The two drove the car that Yang Ge had prepared to Tian Duan City. Talulah stared at the departing car and suddenly remembered that she hadn't told An Xin about it yet.

Forget it, let's deal with the Reunion Movement and Talulah in this world first.

They will contact Anxin when they have time.

Talulah snapped out of her daze. "Yelena, can you take me to find my other self? Please."

On the way, the pioneer Yelena suddenly looked at Alina and spoke to her.

“We haven’t asked Talulah who told Anxin about this yet. Oh well, there’s no rush. Let him continue working. We’ll tell him when we have time.”

At that moment, An Xin was still working hard until Xing Xiong grabbed his arm.

"Stop it! Lungmen is swearing, they've gone mad! Informers have observed that Chernobog has begun to disintegrate, and there are also reports that Talulah of the Reunion Movement is going to attack Lungmen, claiming that Lungmen is the next Chernobog, and that they are taking back everything the Infected have."

"........"

After a brief moment of shock, An Xin was dumbfounded. Wasn't Talulah the leader of the Reunion Movement? How could the Talulahs from the two worlds be so different?

Why did he feel that only Kosiché could have done this?

Only that old schemer has such a strong obsession with Longmen.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Confession

The refugee crisis was like a zombie apocalypse, with the gloomy sky and the chaotic noise of the hordes of people creating a chilling atmosphere.

Originally, only a few people were maintaining order, but An Xin was dragged out by Sister Gui.

"Sister Ghost, what exactly happened?"

“I don’t know the specifics, but Lao Chen has heard that the leader of the Reunion Movement is named Talulah, and it’s very likely that she is his biological sister. But Wei Yanwu has already talked to Lao Chen and doesn’t want her to get involved in this matter.”

Sister Gui recounted all the information she knew in one breath, then led An Xin out of the crowd.

"Old Chen is not officially the director of the Imperial Guard Bureau. The Imperial Guard Bureau is a department directly under Wei Yanwu. Therefore, the only people Old Chen can mobilize right now are our group of special inspectors."

"So, we're going to Chernobog now?! To take Chen Huijie to see her sister?"

An Xin frowned.

He knew Chen Huijie was reckless, but he didn't think that with just the Special Inspectorate, it was impossible for them to break through the Integration Movement's defenses and let her see Talulah.

Moreover, it's uncertain which Talulah you'll meet once you go to Chernobog.

Sister Gui shook her head. "Of course not. With our small numbers, let alone whether we can even get through, even if we do go, will Lungmen just abandon us?"

“That makes sense. So, what are we doing here?” An Xin asked.

“Be prepared,” Hoshiguma continued. “Spies have infiltrated; we have to catch them.”

"Sure," An Xin said with a smile. "And then? What about my lunchbox?"

"No more lunch boxes. That's it. Everyone go about your own investigations. Dismissed." Hoshiguma shrugged, hopped on his motorcycle, and said, "I'm off now, Anxin."

"I........"

An Xin pursed her lips.

What a loss.

I lost a boxed lunch and still had to do the investigation myself.

However, the only place where one can easily sneak into Lungmen is the slums.

An Xin wore a police hat, but felt uncomfortable on her head, so she simply took it off, put on her police uniform, got on her motorcycle, and prepared to go back to the police station first.

When he returned to the Guard Bureau, he heard someone reporting a crime; the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

“Sir, I really didn’t lie to you. That Reunion Movement guy has connections with people inside the Guard Bureau. I picked up three people this morning, and they kept talking about the Reunion Movement. The guy in the passenger seat even had the Guard Bureau insignia on him. I can’t be wrong, Sir. I didn’t even dare to take any money.”

My gaze swept past the corner of the wall and saw the taxi driver I'd taken that morning with two veteran officers from the Guard Bureau. Neither officer took what he said seriously; they just kept laughing.

An Xin asked, "The Royal Guard police you're talking about, are they blond, have horns, are muscular, and have resolute eyes?"

The driver didn't turn around, but nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, it's him. How did you know, officer? Nobody believes me."

He turned around and met An Xin's gaze.

His eyes gradually filled with terror, his face froze, he dared not speak, his face turned pale, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.

The driver quickly waved his hand, "I was just talking nonsense, I was just talking nonsense. I was sleeping all morning, I was still half asleep. Oh well, I won't keep you officers any longer, I'm off."

He ran away in a hurry, leaving An Xin both amused and exasperated.

The two veteran officers laughed and asked him, "Was it really you who got into his car this morning?"

"It really was me, my wife and I. We just had a few words, and he probably misunderstood," An Xin replied.

"Your wife? But he said there are three very beautiful women, all of them your wives?" the old policeman joked with him.

"They're all my wives!"

An Xin, with a self-righteous air, took out her wallet and showed it off to the two police officers.

"Look, they're all my wives."

"Huh? An Xin, you're married? And it's really a wedding photo? Three of them? Longmen swear words, you're a lucky guy. But that Wendigo in the back, is he your father-in-law? Having a father-in-law like that must be a bit tough."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's it. Those young female office workers are going to be heartbroken. I heard they were still deciding who would strike up a conversation first, but you already have three wives."

"Get out of here. You're so handsome, you could have three wives too."

"Really, when I was young, around An Xin's age, I also had three girlfriends."

"Ha, do you dare tell your wife that when you get home?"

An Xin smiled at them, took back her wallet, and said that they meant no harm and were just chatting.

Just after An Xin took the documents and left the Guard Bureau, Chen Huijie came downstairs and overheard the two veteran police officers who had been receiving her talking. Her expression turned to surprise.

"You're saying An Xin was married? And had three daughters? And had a Wendigo father-in-law?"

"Really? Inspector Chan? What's wrong?" The veteran officer was also confused. He didn't think Chan Fai-kit was like those young female office workers who liked An Yan.

Chen Huijie shook her head. "No, it's nothing. Did he say anything else?"

"He showed us a photo. Oh, and there's someone in the photo who looks a bit like you, Officer Chen. It's a coincidence, isn't it? After all, all three of them are very good-looking." The veteran officer was very confident in his memory; after being a policeman for so long, everyone there was an expert.

He simply took a blank sheet of paper and, with a few strokes, recreated the figures in the photo. They were faceless and very rough, but very lifelike. Police officers all had this drawing skill; very few people could draw mermaids.

"Could you recount the whole story to me?" Chen Huijie asked the two of them.

The two veteran officers exchanged a glance, sensing something quite different between them.

From the moment the driver reported the incident to when An Xin came in.

Tell Chen Huijie everything.

A hint of confusion flickered in her eyes, because An Xin's file made no mention of any outcome.

Even if An Xin wants to get married, will the Lin family behind him agree to his marriage?

Or three?

Should I call him a scumbag at this point? Or should I call him a damn aristocratic family?

Moreover, a woman who resembles her somewhat.

After a moment, Chen Huijie said, "That's enough. I've taken up your time."

"By the way, did An Xin say where he was going before he left?" she asked again.

"It must be a slum, right?"

"Okay, I understand." Chen Huijie took out her communicator and called Xingxiong.

At that moment, An Xin rode her motorcycle to the slum and used her communicator to contact someone.

"Long time no see, Ansuo."

"Not long, right, Sir?"

From An Xin's perspective, he hadn't seen An Suo for four years, but from An Suo's perspective, he had seen An Xin just a few days ago.

The two met at a pork chop restaurant. He ordered a bowl for An Suo and a bowl for himself.

"What do you want?" It seemed that being able to eat his fill made An Suo quite satisfied.

"What new faces have appeared in the slums lately?"

"Oh? That's a problem. There are a lot of them. This morning alone, there have been many. They're all said to be Ursus people who came here illegally."

While eating his pork chop rice, An Suo asked, "An Sir, what do you want to ask? Is there anything special?"

“It’s okay to tell you.” An Xin ate three servings by herself. “Some people from the Reunion Movement have infiltrated. I think the most likely place is the slums.”