The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

Instead, they chatted happily about the past, reminiscing about romance and fleeting moments...

of course.

Ding Xin and Ding Qing didn't care, but Li Zicheng, perhaps because he was really drunk, didn't feel embarrassed at all in front of Han Zhijing.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional during that time...

Lee Ja-sung surprisingly brought up his beautiful Go teacher.

However, it's also possible that he wanted to use this opportunity to indirectly explain things to Han Ji-jung...

After all, Lee Ja-sung has been going to the Go Academy quite often lately.

When it came to the story of that beautiful teacher who couldn't forget Ding Xin after meeting him once...

Ding Qing quit...

He turned and asked Li Zicheng if he had also mentioned him.

Lee Ja-sung's answer was very decisive...

"no!"

They even added, "Never mentioned it before!"

It was utterly infuriating, so much so that Ding Qing's face contorted with rage, and he downed three large cups of wine...

Shochu!

This appearance...

This amused Han Ji-jung, who was standing nearby, so much so that she covered her mouth tightly to avoid appearing impolite.

She really hadn't expected Li Zicheng's older brother to be so eccentric...

The atmosphere here is really great!

As she smiled, a hint of unease flickered in her eyes when she thought about what had happened that afternoon.

this time...

Ding Xin caught it.

When they met last time, Han Ji-jung seemed very poised and showed no signs of anything amiss.

And this time...

How many times has this happened in the time it takes to eat a meal?

so...

Ding Xin guessed that it must have been Section Chief Jiang who had contacted her, right?

Tsk tsk...

Lee Shin-woo, Seok-woo, Han Ji-jung...

I am constantly surrounded by this distrust.

Lee Ja-sung's descent into darkness was, in a sense, predetermined...

The group laughed and joked, and before they knew it, they had been drinking until the wee hours of the morning, with countless empty bottles on the floor.

Fortunately, it was shochu, so the alcohol content wasn't high...

However, Ding Qing was no good; he was completely paralyzed and only managed to stay upright by propping his head against the edge of the table.

Even so, he kept muttering nonsense...

Every now and then he'd yell like a zombie, clamoring to go to a nightclub, muttering one stage name after another...

I can't hear a single one!

Lee Ja-sung is in a similar situation...

However, she was in slightly better condition than Ding Qing, but not by much. Her pronunciation was fairly clear, but she kept repeating herself...

What made Ding Xin insist on going to the chess academy with him so he could teach Li Xinyu a lesson...?

What is all this...?

Ding Xin replied with things like, "Yes, yes, no problem, I'll definitely get it done."

Helplessly, she helped Han Ji-jung steady the still swaying Lee Ja-sung and helped him back to the bedroom...

After settling things off with Li Zicheng, I made another phone call.

Have the drivers of An Hemao and Ding Qing, who have been waiting downstairs, come up.

After saying goodbye to Han Zhijing, they helped Ding Qing downstairs together.

When we got downstairs...

Ding Xin was in a dilemma, not for any other reason than that Ding Qing was all alone at home, and in this state of drunkenness, what if he suffered alcohol poisoning...?

Think for a moment.

Ding Xin decided that they shouldn't go back at all.

He instructed Ding Qing's driver to accompany him to the venue in Jiangnan.

These two have been waiting patiently.

Ding Xin hasn't been to a club in a long time, so let's all enjoy ourselves.

That way, someone can keep an eye on Ding Qing.

Don't actually get fucking drunk and die. A mighty elevator warrior, dead drunk in bed—just thinking about it is incredibly frustrating...

......

In the car.

Ding Xin opened the window a crack to let the smell of alcohol dissipate.

I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Anhemao!"

"Yes, brother, what's wrong?"

"Starting tomorrow, pick two quick-witted, tight-lipped individuals to keep an eye on that woman from earlier, note who she's in contact with, and film it all..."

"Yes, brother, I'll take care of it!"

That's one good thing about Ankhmao.

He also knew that the woman Ding Xin was referring to was Li Zicheng's fiancée.

But so what?

He never asked why Ding Xin gave him any instructions, or even how long he needed to keep watch...

As long as our boss doesn't say stop, we'll just keep watching...

This is also what Ding Xin admires most about him!

Night had fallen, and neon lights were flashing.

Ding Xin gazed at the night view outside the window, his thoughts slowly drifting away...

Li Zicheng's matter is not urgent to deal with for the time being, or rather, Ding Xin is waiting for an opportunity...

As for what the opportunity was.

Ding Xin didn't know either, but there definitely would be...

Anyway, Ding Xin can afford to wait, and it's fine to leave it for now. Can an undercover agent who is known to him still be considered an undercover agent?

......

Chapter 306 Unable to Light a Fire

Sin Chew Prison.

The warden's office.

In the large office, the door was closed, and only two people sat facing each other.

One of them is the warden of this prison—Xu Shangxiu.

The other one is Hyun Sung-bong, the chairman of the South Korean newspaper, Shinmun Ilbo, who was only recently imprisoned here.

wrong.

He is now the former president.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry to have troubled you, President Xuan!"

With a fawning smile, Warden Xu Shangxiu picked up the teapot on the table and poured half a cup of fragrant tea for the man in prison uniform in front of him.

Faced with the warden's flattery.

Xuan Chengfeng's face didn't show much expression; he simply gave a faint "hmm."

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.