Siheyuan: Reborn Silly Pillar, Taking Control of the Entire Courtyard

After bidding farewell to Mr. Huo's private residence, the black sedan smoothly drove into the bustling streets of Hong Kong.

The car windows shut out the outside noise, and the interior of the car was quiet and peaceful.

He Yuzhu leaned back in the seat, his fingertips lightly tapping his knees, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

A place he had neglected for a long time involuntarily flashed through his mind.

That was the Hong Kong newspaper office where Yu Zecheng lived and worked.

Since then, this veteran intelligence agent, who had been lurking in the deep sea, has been placed here to lie dormant.

More than a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Throughout the year, he was busy acquiring land to build factories, setting up water plants, and cultivating business districts.

He almost never took the time to inquire about any developments at the newspaper.

What is Yu Zecheng's current situation, his mindset, and whether he is peacefully lying low?

He neither inquired about it nor arranged for anyone to secretly watch over him.

At this thought, a few ideas arose in He Yuzhu's heart.

Having nothing to do today, I'll take this opportunity to go and check on Old Yu's situation.

This time, he didn't stand quietly at the door waiting as he always did.

That would be too passive and would easily attract the attention and prying eyes of newspaper staff and passersby.

The car was parked smoothly on the side of the street near the newspaper office and the engine was turned off.

He Yuzhu raised his hand and dialed the newspaper's internal office landline number.

The telephone rang crisply, cutting through the noisy chatter inside the newspaper office.

The receiver was casually picked up by a staff member, who responded with a bland inquiry.

He Yuzhu spoke in a low, steady voice, without a trace of extra emotion.

He only gave a pre-arranged, secret alias.

"Please transfer me to Chen Zecheng."

This name was the new alias that Yu Zecheng used while lying low in Hong Kong.

It is a completely new shell, shedding its past identity and disappearing from the world.

The operators dared not delay and quickly transferred the line according to the internal procedures.

After a few seconds of static, the call was successfully connected.

A slightly tired, wary middle-aged voice came from the other end of the receiver.

Yu Zecheng had just finished organizing the news articles in his hand, and his mind was still tense.

Before he could even ask who the caller was, two very simple words came through the receiver.

His voice was deep and calm, carrying the weight of time, striking the deepest part of his heart.

"deep sea."

Just two words, no extra introduction, no small talk or pleasantries.

But it was like a thunderclap in Yu Zecheng's ears, making him shudder.

These two words were his top-secret code name, buried deep in his heart for twenty years.

It was the most secretive mark of his undercover career, long buried in the dust of time.

Apart from a very few core members who went live, no one else in the world knew about it.

Yu Zecheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart stopped abruptly for a moment.

His hair stood on end instantly, and he went into a state of high alert.

He suddenly and tightly covered the receiver with his right hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He leaned forward instinctively, lowered his voice, and spoke with extreme surprise and vigilance.

"Who are you?!"

For twenty years, no one has called him by that code name.

He had long thought that he was completely out of the system, forgotten and uncared for.

Upon suddenly hearing the top-secret code name, fear, suspicion, and unease instantly overwhelmed me.

He Yuzhu listened to the extremely tense voice on the other end, but his expression remained calm.

He spoke calmly and deliberately, delivering a precise and targeted statement.

"I'm right in front of your newspaper office."

"Come out here, let's talk in person."

With just one sentence, he took complete control and dominated the entire room.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the line, and Yu Zecheng forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

Containing all fear, respond in as calm a tone as possible.

"Okay, I'll be right out."

The phone call ended abruptly after he finished speaking.

The receiver emitted a busy tone, and Yu Zecheng stood still for a long time.

My back was already completely soaked with a fine layer of cold sweat without me even realizing it.

He quickly composed himself, forcing himself to think calmly and assess the situation.

The deep-sea code name reappears; the identity, purpose, and intentions of the visitor are unknown.

Has the organization finally found us? Or is it a deadly trap set by enemy agents?

For twenty years, he remained in seclusion in Hong Kong, proceeding with extreme caution and treading on thin ice.

They had long been accustomed to hiding their talents, concealing their past, and living a low-key life.

He absolutely refused to allow his twenty years of forbearance and patience to be wasted in a single moment.

After a moment's thought, Yu Zecheng quickly made a decision, got up and tidied his name tag and clothes.

He forced a calm, ordinary expression onto his face, like that of a typical office worker.

I stepped out of my workstation and went straight to the editor-in-chief's office to ask for leave.

His words were ordinary, his attitude was proper, and his expression was natural, without the slightest abnormality.

After successfully obtaining a short leave of absence, he already had a well-thought-out plan in mind.

He dared not enter or exit through the main gate, fearing he might fall into the surveillance trap of unknown individuals.

Having made up his mind, he turned around and strode quickly toward the fire escape door at the back of the newspaper office.

They planned to take a detour to evacuate, observe secretly, and make further plans only after confirming safety.

Meanwhile, He Yuzhu had already hung up the phone and slowly stepped into the newspaper office lobby.

The newspaper office was bustling with people, reporters moving about, and the sound of typewriters echoing everywhere.

A noisy and bustling office environment is just the perfect place to hide.

His gaze swept across the room, precisely locking onto the figure hurrying down the stairs.

It was Yu Zecheng, who was tense but pretending to be calm.

After Yu Zecheng went downstairs, his gaze seemingly casually swept over the main entrance of the newspaper office.

Carefully check all figures, vehicles, and suspicious movements at the entrance.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the main entrance, he pretended to be nonchalant and turned around.

With a composed and leisurely demeanor, he slowly moved towards the small door at the back.

Every move he made reflected the cautious habits ingrained in his bones from years of undercover work.

He Yuzhu stood in the crowd, taking in all of this.

Seeing Lao Yu's extremely suspicious and wary demeanor, I was struck by his expression.

He couldn't help but smile slightly, a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Despite spending twenty years away from the system and lying low on his own, he still retains the qualities of a top-notch agent.

That old rascal, even to this day, still lives in the past years of being a spy.

He Yuzhu didn't make a sound to disturb them, and quietly followed.

Not too far, not too close, a few meters apart, quietly following behind Yu Zecheng.

The two walked out of the newspaper office through the back door, one after the other, and entered a quiet alley.

The alleyways are deep and quiet, with few pedestrians, making them an excellent place for private conversations.

Walk a few dozen meters away, away from the hustle and bustle of the newspaper office.

Yu Zecheng, who had been on high alert and secretly on guard, suddenly turned around.

His movements were swift and decisive, without warning, and carried the sharp aura honed over many years.

He quickly raised his right hand, and a jet-black fountain pen steadily emerged from his hand.

The pen tip was sharp and cold, pressed firmly against the sensitive area of ​​my jaw.

This is a desperate act of self-preservation, a fight to the death, both resolute and tragic.

His eyes were bloodshot and his gaze was sharp as he stared intently at He Yuzhu in front of him.

He lowered his voice, and with years of suppressed stubbornness, resentment, and wariness, he growled sharply.

"I will absolutely not go back with you!"

After twenty years of wandering in foreign lands, he had long been weary of strife, of hiding, and of separation.

He only wanted to live a peaceful life and never wanted to be involved in any conflicts or missions again.

Seeing his expression of facing a formidable enemy and his resolute standoff, He Yuzhu felt utterly helpless.

He spread his hands slightly, his posture relaxed, without a trace of aggression.

Her tone was calm and gentle, and she spoke slowly, which dispelled all his guard.

"Go back where?"

"I never intended to take you with me."

Yu Zecheng's eyes remained sharp, and he did not loosen his grip on the pen in the slightest.

She stared intently at the unusually young stranger in front of her and pressed him for an answer in a deep voice.

"Aren't you the person they specifically sent to find me?"

"Which way?" He Yuzhu asked softly, feigning ignorance.

"You don't need to play dumb with me!" Yu Zecheng's tone suddenly became more forceful.

His eyes were full of vigilance and disbelief, and his whole body remained tense and in a state of confrontation.

Seeing Lao Yu's stubborn and tense appearance, He Yuzhu sighed softly.

His tone softened, his words were clear, and his calming words soothed his restless mind.

"Alright, put down your pen. There's no need to be so tense."

"I am not from that side of the world as you think; I come from the north."

This statement instantly divides the camps, completely stripping away any suspicion of hostility.

However, twenty years of solitary seclusion had long since made Yu Zecheng afraid to trust anyone.

His eyes flickered, still full of doubt, and he shook his head.

"I don't believe it. Words alone aren't enough; I won't easily trust anyone."

Seeing his still wary expression, He Yuzhu had already expected it.

He remained calm and slowly opened his mouth, uttering three names that bore the marks of their respective eras.

Each name is a top-secret code name known only to core undercover personnel.

"Chen Taohua".

"farmer."

"Old Zhao."

As the three names entered his ears one after another, Yu Zecheng's whole body suddenly trembled violently.

He paused, his pupils contracted sharply, and the pen in his hand trembled slightly.

These three names connect his life of infiltration and his life of entanglement.

He was his closest comrade-in-arms, his most trusted superior, and his most cherished deceased friend.

It is a secret past that has long been buried by time and is almost unknown to anyone.

He stared intently at He Yuzhu, his voice hoarse and trembling, filled with utter shock.

"Who...who are you?!"

At this moment, he was completely thrown into disarray, and all his convictions crumbled instantly.

He Yuzhu remained calm and composed, his tone even and even.

"You don't need to know my specific identity."

"I've come to find you today only to assign you a brand new undercover mission."

Yu Zecheng forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"What mission? What exactly are the organization's arrangements?"

"Join the Hong Kong Police Force."

He Yuzhu's gaze was sharp as he spoke slowly and deliberately, revealing the new strategy.

Yu Zecheng's brows furrowed suddenly, his face full of doubt, and he kept asking questions.

"Join the police force? Is the organization planning to have me publicly appear and infiltrate the system?"

"You're overthinking it," He Yuzhu said calmly, interrupting his speculation.

"The core mission consists of only two things: secretly gathering intelligence from all sides in Hong Kong."

"Seize the opportunity to discover, cultivate, and develop reliable undercover agents, and establish a deep and lasting presence."

Yu Zecheng was shaken and immediately pressed for the most crucial question.

"Is this the latest instruction from Comrade Farmer?"

When the word "farmer" was mentioned, a heavy sense of regret flashed across He Yuzhu's eyes.

His voice was low and solemn as he slowly revealed a cruel, long-forgotten truth.

"Comrade Farmer has already sacrificed his life."

boom!

One sentence struck Yu Zecheng's heart like a heavy hammer.

His breath hitched, his eyes instantly reddened, and his voice trembled.

"When did this happen?! And why?!"

That was his most respected superior, the mentor who led him onto the path of infiltration.

It was the spiritual pillar that supported him through years of forbearance and perseverance in upholding his beliefs.

"In 1963, he fell ill from overwork and unfortunately passed away."

In just a few words, he expressed the silent tragedy and the regrets of time.

Yu Zecheng stood there, his body ice-cold, his heart filled with a bitter and desolate feeling.

Years of obsession, years of concern, years of anticipation, all shattered in an instant.

After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses, his eyes filled with weariness and vicissitudes.

His tone was tinged with helplessness and self-mockery as he spoke in a low voice.

"I am now an old man over fifty years old."

"How can someone of that age possibly get a job in the highly disciplined Hong Kong police force?"

"At this age, most people would have no one to take them in, let alone offer them a government job."

This is the most real obstacle, and also his deepest concern.

He Yuzhu had already made all the necessary arrangements, and his tone was confident and composed.

"You don't need to worry about connections; someone will naturally contact you."

"Whatever happens at that time, don't be surprised, just accept it calmly."

Yu Zecheng remained suspicious, staring at the mysterious young man before him.

"What other evidence do you have to definitively prove your true identity?"

Having a code name or a title alone is still not enough to completely convince him.

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

All the tokens and documents he carried were registered with his real name.

The time is not right yet; their identities should not be fully revealed or they should not be publicly acknowledged.

After much thought, there was only one thing that was unsigned, contained no information, and was sufficiently authoritative.

He reached into his robes and pulled out an exquisite, antique wooden box containing medals.

With a flick of his finger, he steadily tossed the wooden box toward Yu Zecheng in front of him.

"See for yourself."

Yu Zecheng immediately raised his hand and steadily caught the wooden box, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He quickly opened the box, revealing a gleaming First-Class Combat Hero Medal.

Lying quietly on the velvet cushions, it exudes solemnity and weight.

This is proof of top-level merit, an absolute honor that cannot be forged.

The moment Yu Zecheng saw the medal, seven or eight parts of his doubts completely disappeared.

He quickly closed the box, not daring to look at it for even a moment, for fear of revealing his whereabouts.

Looking up at He Yuzhu again, a memory from the past suddenly flashed through her mind.

His gaze sharpened, and he spoke up to ask the question that had been weighing on his mind for so long.

"That bearded man who secretly came to see me more than a year ago, was he sent by you?"

That year, a mysterious person secretly visited him, making him uneasy and suspicious for a long time.

"He is not an insider of the organization," He Yuzhu explained frankly.

"I only privately asked him to find out your whereabouts."

Yu Zecheng's gaze grew increasingly complex as he continued to press for the core answer.

"The person who secretly left me a letter years ago, informing me that my family was safe?"

"It's you too?"

Twenty years later, he finally got the chance to ask this question.

He Yuzhu nodded slightly, his tone resolute.

"it's me."

A single word, yet it resonated deeply, resolving a 20-year-old mystery.

The worries, doubts, anxieties, and expectations accumulated over twenty years were instantly put to rest.

Yu Zecheng's voice choked instantly, his eyes turned completely red, and he asked again with trembling hands.

"Cuiping... my Cuiping, is she... is she alright now?"

For twenty years they were separated by vast distances, with no news of each other and their fates unknown.

This was his deepest concern and greatest obsession throughout his life of seclusion.

He Yuzhu looked at the old man's reddened eyes and responded gently.

"Comrade Wang Cuiping is doing well, safe and sound, and free from any disasters or difficulties."

Yu Zecheng, breathing rapidly and filled with extreme trepidation, continued to press for answers.

"What about Siyu... my daughter Yu Siyu? How is she now?"

"She is safe and healthy, growing up peacefully, and everything is fine."

Two simple sentences instantly shattered Yu Zecheng's twenty-year-old defenses.

Twenty years of forbearance, twenty years of loneliness, twenty years of longing, twenty years of torment.

At that moment, all of it turned into scalding hot tears, instantly soaking my eyes.

Tears streamed down his weathered face.

His back, which had been taut for twenty years, finally relaxed slightly at this moment.

He murmured repeatedly, filled with relief and warmth at surviving the ordeal.

"That's good...that's good..."

After calming down for a long time, Yu Zecheng regained his composure and restrained all his outbursts.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and solemnly closed the wooden box containing the medal.

Holding the wooden box with both hands, he solemnly handed it back to He Yuzhu, his posture respectful and solemn.

"Here's your keepsake."

He Yuzhu reached out and took it, casually putting it away, his expression remaining calm.

Yu Zecheng raised his eyes and stared intently at the young man in front of him.

The more I looked, the stronger my doubts became, and I couldn't figure it out no matter what I thought about.

Based on the timeline, the person who left the letter could not possibly be that young back then.

Twenty years have passed, and the other person has not only not aged, but has become even younger.

He looked to be no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old, full of vigor and in his prime.

His demeanor, presence, vision, experience, and composure far surpass what most people accumulate in half a lifetime.

Yu Zecheng felt a surge of shock and disbelief.

But he was well aware of the rules of infiltration: he would never ask what he shouldn't ask, and he would never delve into what he shouldn't guess.

In that special era, there were many reclusive talents and people with extraordinary skills.

The person in front of me looks young, but no one knows his true age or his true background.

He suppressed all his doubts, said no more, and completely let down his guard.

With a solemn expression and respectful tone, he took the initiative to confirm his identity.

"Are you the organization's new direct supervisor assigned to me?"

With the emotional buildup complete, the situation was clear, and He Yuzhu responded accordingly.

"Yes."

With just one simple word, the hidden relationship between superiors and subordinates is formally established.

A brilliant light suddenly shone in Yu Zecheng's eyes, which had been dull for twenty years.

That was the light of returning to the organization, regaining faith, and no longer being alone and helpless.

He spoke excitedly, with a long-lost sense of belonging, and quickly pressed for more information.

"May I ask how to address your superior? How should I contact you in the future?"

"My surname is Fang," He Yuzhu casually decided on a secret alias.

"I will contact you proactively if there are any follow-up tasks; you don't need to inquire."

"Okay! Okay! I'll follow the instructions from above!"

Yu Zecheng nodded repeatedly, the loneliness that had been building up in his heart for twenty years completely dissipating.

Finally, I am no longer a rootless duckweed, drifting alone, with no one to care for me or guide me.

Seeing his moved expression, He Yuzhu had a thought and asked a question.

"Have you had any difficulties living alone for the past twenty years?"

"If you encounter any difficulties, I can help you solve them all at once."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zecheng hesitated for a moment, his eyes filled with cautious anticipation.

Summoning all my courage, I asked the question that had been buried in my heart for twenty years.

"Could I...could I see Cuiping and my daughter Siyu?"

This was his greatest wish in life, and the only motivation that kept him alive.

He Yuzhu felt a slight softening in his heart when he saw the old man's expectant look in his eyes.

Use a gentle tone and give a prudent answer.

"The time is not yet ripe. Once the situation stabilizes, I will arrange a reunion for you."

A promise is worth more than a thousand comforts.

Yu Zecheng was instantly overwhelmed with excitement, his hands trembling as he tightly gripped He Yuzhu's hand.

He exerted so much force that his knuckles turned white, his arms trembled, and his lips quivered incessantly.

Hot tears welled up in her eyes again, and she choked up, unable to speak.

"Thank you... thank you! Thank you!"

After twenty years, he finally confirmed that his wife and daughter were safe and sound, and there was finally hope for a reunion.

He was well aware of the current chaotic situation in Hong Kong, his sensitive identity, and the precarious state of affairs.

Having even a sliver of hope for a reunion is already an immense blessing.

Seeing the old man's agitated and out-of-control appearance, He Yuzhu felt a pang of emotion.

In the original work, the person who connects with Yu Zecheng is someone who constantly makes empty promises and grandiose claims.

Repeated deceptions and excuses have left the elderly man with half a lifetime of bitterness and regret.

This led him to mistakenly believe that his wife and daughter had passed away, that they were gone forever, and that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Now that I'm playing this game again, I will never let such a regret happen again.

This couple, who had gone through thick and thin together, were already burdened with too much separation.

I should make up for this regret and fulfill their lifelong obsession.

"This is what we should do."

He Yuzhu spoke sincerely, his voice coming from the bottom of his heart.

Yu Zecheng was still very excited and repeatedly thanked him in a low voice.

After calming down for a long time, He Yuzhu solemnly instructed on the key matters to follow.

"Stay calm and behave normally in the near future, go to work and live a normal life, and do not make any unusual moves."

"Stay at your post in the newspaper office and do not travel far or leave your post without permission."

"Someone will contact you soon and help you with your police onboarding process."

"Remember to stay calm and don't give yourself away."

"I understand. I will follow all instructions from above!" Yu Zecheng replied solemnly.

"I'll be going now. Just wait for further instructions."

He Yuzhu said no more and turned to leave.

"Goodbye, Comrade Fang!" Yu Zecheng stood up straight and solemnly said goodbye.

"goodbye."

He Yuzhu nodded slightly, walked with composure, and turned to disappear at the end of the alley.

Watching his departing figure, Yu Zecheng stood there, motionless for a long time.

The gloom that had been building up in my eyes for twenty years has finally mostly dissipated, and I can see the light again.

After leaving the alley, He Yuzhu got back into the car and completely relaxed.

Over the past year, his mindset has undergone a profound and subtle transformation.

He used to be very disciplined, cautious, hesitant, and timid.

They always thought about following the rules, keeping a low profile, going with the flow, and not daring to cross the line.

But along the way, he has seen through the situation, the people's hearts, and the times.

He rose to prominence alone in a foreign land, establishing his business and establishing a foothold on his own.

The hard work, wealth accumulation, land acquisition, and factory construction are not solely for personal gain.

More importantly, it's about paving the way for one's wife, children, and elderly parents, and safeguarding the foundation for future generations.

He was not a saint without desires; he also had selfish desires, concerns, and obsessions.

The constraints of the past are no longer suitable for him now.

The ability of others to predict a layout is a testament to their skill.

He doesn't need to deliberately pander to the changing times and upheavals of the coming decades.

At worst, one can retire gracefully, find a peaceful place, live in seclusion, and enjoy the rest of one's life.

Of course, when it comes to matters of national importance and the crisis facing the nation, he will always be there without hesitation.

I will never again feel so constrained and suppress my true self as before.

He has changed and can never go back to his former cautious self.

The car drove smoothly back to the He family villa.

Back home, having shed the dust of his journey, He Yuzhu went straight to Wang Cuiping.

A gentle breeze blew through the courtyard, and the sun shone warmly as Wang Cuiping leisurely tended to the flowers and plants.

His posture was nimble and composed, and his eyes still carried the dashing and heroic spirit of yesteryear.

He Yuzhu stepped forward, smiled, and asked an unexpected question.

"Aunt Ping, I have a question for you. Are you interested in becoming a police officer?"

Wang Cuiping paused in her work, turned to look at him, and looked on in surprise.

His eyes held a mixture of amusement and bewilderment.

"Police? I'm too old for that."

"Does this mean I have to go patrolling the streets with these young men, exposed to the wind and sun?"

In her mind, being a police officer is a profession for young and middle-aged people.

Now that I'm over fifty, I'm no longer suited for this kind of hectic and demanding job.

Seeing her puzzled expression, He Yuzhu quickly smiled and explained.

"Not an ordinary police officer on patrol."

"You remember what Orian mentioned to me before?"

"He's always been curious about who personally trained my family's security team."

"I told him before that it was you."

"He has heard of your abilities and has always wanted to invite you to work as an instructor at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy."

Wang Cuiping was stunned for a moment, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Police academy instructor? I'm supposed to train those young lads?"

"That's right." He Yuzhu nodded with a smile.

"Not only male trainees, but also a lot of female police trainees, a whole bunch of young girls with blond hair."

"Your mouth is never serious," Wang Cuiping said with a smile.

After a moment of contemplation, she seriously considered the feasibility of this matter.

After a moment, she spoke slowly, her tone revealing a hint of excitement.

"It's not that we can't give it a try."

"It's really boring to stay at home all day with nothing to do."

"The captains of the family's security team are all veterans of war."

"Now I no longer need to personally train and instruct them; they are capable of handling things on their own."

"I possess the skills of guerrilla reconnaissance, battlefield infiltration, and hand-to-hand combat."

"It's a real shame that it's been sitting idle for so many years."

She looked up at He Yuzhu and continued to press for details.

"By the way, are the systems and models of police academies in Hong Kong the same as those in mainland China?"

"I don't know the specific details either," He Yuzhu said frankly with a smile.

"But Hong Kong is a small place with limited scope, far less developed than the system of Beijing."

"With your skills, experience, and practical experience, you are more than capable of teaching them."

Wang Cuiping nodded, and then raised the bottom line issue that she cared about most.

"A position is acceptable, but it cannot be too low-ranking."

"I'm old and have plenty of skills, there's no need for me to compromise myself."

"If my official rank is too low and I have to salute and bow to a bunch of brats, then I will absolutely not go."

"Don't worry," He Yuzhu immediately assured him.

"I'll call Orion myself later to ask him about this. I absolutely won't let you suffer any injustice."

"Hmm," Wang Cuiping replied casually.

His eyes sharpened instantly, and he gave a stern, smiling instruction.

"You better stay out of trouble from now on."

"Don't let your case end up in the hands of my apprentices."

"If you are arrested and brought to justice by my own disciples and followers, you will be disgraced."

"Aunt Ping, you overestimate them." He Yuzhu laughed heartily.

"Besides, I am a law-abiding citizen."

"Stop trying to talk your way out of this," Wang Cuiping said with a helpless laugh, shaking her head.

"Since you're going to take up a public office, you must be law-abiding and law-abiding from now on."

He Yuzhu put away his joking expression, his tone carrying a hint of deeper meaning.

"When will Hong Kong's police force truly be able to serve the people and act fairly?"

"I will naturally abide by the law in a down-to-earth manner."

"On this day, it will all depend on your future disciples and grand-disciples."

"Get lost! Stop arguing with me!"

Wang Cuiping was amused by him and waved him away.

He Yuzhu smiled and took his leave, then turned and walked straight into his study.

After closing the door, he picked up the landline phone and dialed Orion's number directly.

The phone rang twice and was quickly answered.

Orian’s familiar voice came through the receiver.

"Feed? Who?"

"Orion, it's me," He Yuzhu said casually.

"What?" Orion's tone instantly became enthusiastic.

"Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Is something wrong and you need my help?"

In his memory, He Yuzhu rarely called unless he needed something.

"Can't you wish me well for once?" He Yuzhu said with a helpless smile.

A hearty laugh came from the other end of the receiver.

After the laughter subsided, He Yuzhu got straight to the point.

"The thing you told me about the instructors at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy last time."

"I've already asked, and the person has agreed to take the position."

Orian's spirits lifted instantly, his tone filled with surprise.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"Is that seemingly unassuming Ms. Wang really willing to join the police academy as an instructor?"

"That's right."

He Yuzhu responded and then dropped a bombshell surprise.

"In addition, I have recommended another senior talent to you."

"He's a bit older and extremely capable; it's up to your police force whether they want him or not."

Orion immediately became interested and quickly pressed for more information.

"What are your strengths? What are your exceptional skills?"

"Counter-torture interrogation, disguise and infiltration, undercover investigation, intelligence gathering, and psychological warfare."

"He is proficient in interrogation, negotiation, infiltration, and subversion; he has extensive experience in all these areas."

He Yuzhu simply listed a few core abilities, each of which is a rare asset in the police force.

Orian was utterly shocked, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Where did you find such top-tier professionals?"

"You don't need to ask any more questions, just tell me if you need it or not."

He Yuzhu's tone was calm and left no room for argument.

"Yes! Absolutely necessary! I couldn't ask for more!"

Without hesitation, Orion responded decisively.

"Wait a moment! I'll apply for two specially recruited instructor positions immediately!"

"Let's make this clear in advance," He Yuzhu said, giving a heads-up beforehand.

"A position that's too low-ranking won't do; it would make me lose face."

Orion hesitated slightly upon hearing this, but after careful consideration, he told him the truth.

"Well, I dare not give you the absolute guarantee."

"Regular recruitment guarantees at least an inspector level position."

"To get a higher position, you need to pass the school's interview and ability assessment."

"It's barely acceptable," He Yuzhu said with a hint of criticism.

"With the abilities of these two, the Chief Inspector is a better match."

Orion was both amused and exasperated, and quickly offered an explanation.

"My friend, I worked my way up to the position of chief inspector after more than a decade in the police force."

"This rank has extremely high authority and cannot be directly appointed through special recruitment."

"Alright, you go apply for a spot first." He Yuzhu didn't insist anymore.

"I'll wait for your final news."

"By the way, I will have someone send you the basic information of the two appointees later."

"Okay! Leave everything to me!"

Orion readily agreed and hung up the phone, full of anticipation.

With connections, resources, and top talent, He Yuzhu always manages to surprise him.

In just a few days, all onboarding procedures and special recruitment quotas were approved and finalized.

With the personal approval of the top police officer, the process proceeded smoothly.

Unobstructed, unhindered, and highly efficient throughout.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, Orion personally drove off.

He made a special trip to the newspaper office and personally drove Yu Zecheng to the police academy for his interview.

After the car came to a stop, Yu Zecheng walked out of the newspaper office and saw the blond, blue-eyed foreign police officer.

Countless doubts and shocks instantly arose in my heart.

He was secretly shocked; his new online friend possessed terrifying power.

They were even able to get high-ranking Hong Kong police officers, some foreigners, to personally pick them up and drop them off.

Their vision, connections, and power far exceeded all my expectations.

With a thousand thoughts racing through his mind, Yu Zecheng quickly composed himself and stepped forward calmly.

Orian immediately got out of the car, with a friendly smile, and reached out his hand to greet him.

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

"I'm Orian Trench, a friend of Ho's. It's a pleasure to meet you."

To Orian's surprise, Yu Zecheng nodded slightly and spoke in fluent English.

"Hello, Mr. Trench."

His English pronunciation is standard and fluent, steady and authentic, without any awkwardness.

Orion's face immediately lit up with surprise.

"You can speak English? That's wonderful, a huge plus!"

Yu Zecheng remained calm and responded indifferently.

"I have a basic understanding of common conversational phrases."

"You don't know," Orion explained with a smile.

"Most of the senior officers in the Hong Kong Police Force are British nationals."

"English is required for daily reports, high-level communications, and official documents."

"Being fluent in English will be of great help to your future career development."

Yu Zecheng remained calm and casually offered a plausible excuse to cover up his past.

"In my early years in the north, I came into contact with foreigners and studied on my own for a period of time."

Orion didn't delve into the past, and smiled as he gestured for people to get in the car.

"The journey is not far, we will go directly to Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy for the interview assessment."

"Thank you for coming all this way to pick me up," Yu Zecheng said politely.

The two got into the car, and the ride went smoothly all the way to the police academy.

Upon arrival at Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, the academy attached great importance to this special recruitment assessment.

Four senior examiners were specially selected to form a top-notch assessment team.

Yu Zecheng underwent a rigorous and comprehensive interview that lasted a full three hours.

Psychological stress resistance, on-the-spot adaptability, language traps, scenario simulation, and logical game theory.

Layer upon layer of tests, step by step digging pits, every sentence probing, every place a trap.

Who is Ke Yu Zecheng?

A top-tier undercover agent for twenty years, spending half his life maneuvering against enemy agents and playing mind games.

The police academy examiners' tactics, traps, and tests were child's play to him.

Exceptional psychological qualities, extremely keen insight, and top-notch psychological game skills.

This allowed him to easily see through all the linguistic traps and resolve them one by one with ease.

Not only did they perfectly avoid all risks, but they even managed to outsmart the examiners several times.

This left several experienced examiners secretly shocked, deeply impressed, and filled with admiration.

After the interview, the school immediately arranged a real-life simulation assessment.

Students were arranged to pose as armed robbers and innocent hostages.

Simulates real-life hostage situations, negotiations, and dangerous standoffs.

It is used to assess the interviewee's ability to handle situations, negotiate, appease, and control the situation.

Faced with a realistic and dangerous simulated scene, Yu Zecheng remained calm and composed.

With just a few glances, he accurately saw through everyone's disguises and flaws.

With a calm demeanor, precise rhetoric, and a step-by-step approach to winning hearts and minds, she dismantles the enemy layer by layer.

After a period of calm negotiation, psychological pressure, and precise guidance,

The trainees, disguised as robbers, completely immersed themselves in the role and broke down psychologically.

He broke down on the spot, confessed his guilt, wept bitterly, and voluntarily surrendered, abandoning the confrontation.

The entire process was smooth and textbook-perfect, nothing short of perfect.

The four examiners who had been watching the whole process were completely dumbfounded.

After the assessment, the examiners gathered together, unable to contain their amazement.

They all turned to look at Orian, who was watching from the side, and asked in shock.

"Chief Inspector Orion!"

"Where did you find such top talent?"

"This is a top-notch expert perfectly tailored for our police interrogation and negotiation departments!"

"Such top-level skills far surpass those of all our current instructors at the police academy!"

Upon hearing this, Orion's face lit up with smugness, and he burst into loud laughter.

"He's a top talent highly recommended by my best friend!"

At first glance, Yu Zecheng appeared unremarkable, a typical middle-aged man.

He was still somewhat uneasy, worried that the person recommended by He Yuzhu might not live up to his reputation.

After witnessing the entire assessment firsthand, he completely let go of all his concerns.

This is no ordinary middle-aged job seeker; he is clearly a top-tier expert who is keeping a low profile.

Police academy principal Zhou Guodong personally stepped forward, his face full of appreciation for talent.

His tone was sincere, full of admiration.

"He's more than just a qualified instructor!"

"With Mr. Chen's abilities, he'd be more than qualified to be a key member of a top-tier serious crime unit!"

"Such top talent, you actually decided to let him teach at our police academy?"

Orion smiled and spoke up, making arrangements in advance for future use.

"Mr. Chen prefers stability and doesn't want to be on the front lines, which is why he chose to become a teacher."

"However, the police force subsequently encountered major interrogations and difficult negotiation cases."

"We need to borrow personnel to provide support at any time, so you can't refuse!"

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" the principal readily agreed.

"As long as the case can be solved, we are willing to be seconded at any time; we will fully cooperate!"

After finalizing the arrangements, the group began discussing Yu Zecheng's police rank.

"Originally, we were specially recruited for a guaranteed inspector position."

"Today's assessment performance was absolutely amazing, completely surpassing all assessment standards."

"All examiners gave it excellent ratings, and the reports were all perfect."

"Based on this performance review score, he's more than qualified to be a senior inspector!"

"A senior inspector is just right!" Orion nodded in satisfaction.

"This rank is sufficient to independently lead a team and train trainee inspectors."

"Oh, right," Orion said, remembering something important.

"Another top instructor will be coming for an interview and assessment tomorrow."

"The assessment here is finished today. I'll go to the HR department to complete the onboarding procedures."

"Please prepare the assessment report as soon as possible; I'll come and pick it up later."

"Don't worry! We'll organize it immediately and record every highlight of the assessment in detail!"

The examiners quickly responded, their eyes filled with admiration.

However, with such amazing practical skills, many details simply cannot be written down.

The entire onboarding process was smooth and unimpeded.

With the backing of a special approval document from the top level, no one dared to make things difficult for the verification.

The process was completed extremely quickly, and identity, personnel file, and job title were all verified.

The next morning, Yu Zecheng arrived at the police academy early to report for duty.

He is cautious by nature and wants to familiarize himself with the new work environment as soon as possible.

Adapt to the role of instructor as quickly as possible, secretly plan, infiltrate and carry out missions.

All the examiners and staff who participated in the assessment yesterday gave us a warm welcome.

They were respectful, courteous, and exceptionally enthusiastic.

Of course, there were also many foreign instructors on campus who were jealous and secretly resentful.

Unfortunately, the other party had a higher rank, a very strong backing, and overwhelming strength, so he could only endure it in secret.

Principal Zhou Guodong did not immediately assign Yu Zecheng any teaching tasks.

Instead, he was specially arranged to sit in on today's interview assessment for the new instructors.

Let him familiarize himself with the school's assessment process, student level, and faculty structure first.

Yu Zecheng did not refuse, and quietly sat down in the side seat, waiting patiently.

A short while later, the door to the interview room was gently pushed open.

A familiar figure, etched into one's very bones, whom one hadn't seen for twenty years, slowly walked in.

The instant I saw the person's face clearly.

Yu Zecheng's mind went blank for a moment, and his blood suddenly froze.

His pupils contracted violently, his breathing stopped completely, and his whole body stiffened in the seat.

Only one recurring, shocking phrase remained in my mind.

How could it be her?!

Twenty years later, his wife, with whom he had shared a life, was separated by death and had no news of him.

It actually appeared in Hong Kong, right in front of me!

A wave of immense shock, ecstasy, bittersweetness, and disbelief washed over me.

He could barely control his emotions and almost blurted out the name on the spot.

Twenty years of separation, twenty years of longing, twenty years of yearning, twenty years of forbearance.

All of these emotions surged into my mind, and I almost lost control completely.

Fortunately, decades of training and discipline had ingrained him in his very being, allowing him to forcefully suppress his loss of composure.

He clenched his teeth, remained calm, and forcibly suppressed all his emotions.

Sitting in his seat, he appeared calm, but inside he was experiencing a turbulent storm.

At the same time, Wang Cuiping stepped into the interview room.

His gaze swept casually across the stands and landed on a familiar figure.

In an instant, she shuddered and stopped abruptly.

A surge of warmth welled up in my eyes, and a sudden stinging sensation shot through my nose.

My mind went completely blank, filled only with utter shock and bewilderment.

How could it be him?!

He actually came to Hong Kong!

He even got into the police academy!

How could such a coincidence happen in the world?!

Twenty years of separation, twenty years of waiting, twenty years of anticipation.

She never imagined that she would meet her old friend again in this way.

"Ms. Wang? Ms. Wang?"

It took several calls from the examiner to bring Wang Cuiping back to reality.

Wang Cuiping snapped back to reality and quickly wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes.

Forcibly suppressing her surging emotions, she responded softly.

"Ah...excuse me, what did you just say?"

"You were just spacing out," the examiner said gently.

"Can we officially begin the interview assessment now?"

Wang Cuiping took a deep breath, steadied herself, and replied in a deep voice.

"Can."

The only difference is the focus of the assessment.

Yu Zecheng is skilled in psychological warfare, interrogation and negotiation, and intelligence infiltration.

Wang Cuiping specializes in practical arrests, close combat, intelligence gathering, and firearms warfare.

She wasn't incapable of negotiation or interrogation; she was just slightly less skilled than the former.

It can be discussed in terms of actual battlefield combat, life-or-death struggle, and capturing and subduing the enemy.

Her skills are unmatched in the entire Hong Kong Police Academy.

Several senior instructors in charge of combat training at the school took the initiative to come forward and exchange techniques.

As a result, they were all cleanly and easily crushed and subdued by Wang Cuiping in an instant.

Within a few moves, they were all defeated, utterly powerless to fight back.

All the examiners and trainees were stunned and filled with awe.

In the subsequent firearms shooting assessment, she broke the police academy's shooting record in one fell swoop.

Every shot hits the bullseye; every shot is a perfect bullseye; his marksmanship is impeccable; he remains as steady as a mountain.

Such formidable combat skills were honed on the battlefield back then.

Hard power forged through real battles, fighting enemies and defending the country, and enduring life-and-death trials.

They are far superior to ordinary instructors at greenhouse police academies.

Yu Zecheng, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines, quietly gazed at the familiar yet long-lost figure.

Looking at her, she was as capable and spirited as ever.

In a daze, it felt as if I had returned to the war-torn years of twenty years ago.

Back to that time with a pipe, a sniper rifle, and a grenade.

They showed a vibrant spirit of daring to storm enemy camps, fight against powerful foes, and prove that women are just as capable as men.

The scene of parting at the airport, gazing at each other from afar, parting with tears in their eyes, and the reluctance to part for the rest of their lives.

Twenty years of vicissitudes have worn away the youthful sharpness, but they cannot erase the deep affection etched in our hearts.

Warm tears quietly welled up in his eyes.

He turned his head to the side, quietly raised his hand, and silently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

A thousand thoughts surged within me, yet I dared not reveal a single one.

At this moment, their identity is special, their situation is sensitive, and the circumstances are complex.

Whether they can recognize each other, when they can recognize each other, and whether they can recognize each other at all are all unknown.

He had to be patient, he had to restrain himself, and he had to wait for the final instructions from above.

After the assessment, the school was extremely satisfied with Wang Cuiping's abilities.

Proficient in all subjects, top-notch in actual combat, superb marksmanship, and powerful aura.

They are fully capable of serving as instructors for all subjects and can teach all types of students.

The female students on campus looked at her with adoration and completely idolized her.

She longed to become a policewoman as heroic and skilled as that.

The assessment has been completed and the process has been finished smoothly.

On the way out of the police academy, Wang Cuiping followed beside Orian.

Unable to resist speaking softly, he casually inquired.

"Orion, do you know all the instructors at your police academy?"

"I am familiar with most of them, and I have a record of all the teachers on campus."

Orion responded with a smile.

"The short male instructor with glasses who was in the spectator stands just now."

"When did he join the company? He looks somewhat familiar."

Orion, caught off guard, readily shared all the information.

"Oh, you mean Mr. Chen Zecheng?"

"He was also recommended by my friend He Yuzhu."

"I just passed the assessment yesterday and officially started working today."

"I'm also from the north, so we're from the same hometown."

Wang Cuiping was deeply shocked, but her face remained calm.

He feigned indifference and gave perfunctory answers.

"I see. No wonder you looked familiar. Perhaps it's because we're from the same hometown."

"I'll ask my son, Afei, if he recognizes it."

"Sure," Orion replied casually without giving it much thought.

"It's getting late. I'll take you to the HR department to complete your onboarding procedures."

"Thank you for your help," Wang Cuiping nodded in response.

I remained calm throughout and didn't ask another question.

After completing all the onboarding procedures and saying goodbye to Orion.

Wang Cuiping drove home immediately.

Upon entering the villa's courtyard, one immediately sees He Yuzhu sitting leisurely in the yard.

She could no longer suppress her emotions and strode forward, both angry and delighted.

She glared at the nonchalant-looking boy in front of her, gritting her teeth and scolding him.

"Pillar! You really kept this from me for a long time!"

He Yuzhu looked up at her, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

She asked softly, "You saw him?"

"What do you think!" Wang Cuiping said, both angry and agitated.

"Tell me quickly! How did you find him?!"

"It's very simple," He Yuzhu said with a faint smile.

"I had Xu Damao spread secret clues to locate people in specific areas."

"Given Lao Yu's personality, he would never easily believe ordinary news."

Wang Cuiping looked completely puzzled.

"I deliberately included the secret code name 'Chen Taohua' in the search clues."

He Yuzhu slowly explained the whole story.

Wang Cuiping's pupils contracted, her face filled with shock.

"Chen Taohua? That was a top-secret codename back then!"

"Old Zhao wouldn't tell you! It's been so long, no one else could possibly know!"

"How did you even know that name?!"

He Yuzhu simply shrugged, smiled but didn't answer, offering no explanation whatsoever.

This secret that transcends time and space is something he cannot explain, nor does he need to explain.

Unable to get any answers from Wang Cuiping's persistent questioning, she could only suppress her doubts and instead resort to questioning.

"Then why did you specifically arrange for him to become an instructor at the police academy?"

He Yuzhu smiled gently, revealing all his intentions in a single sentence.

"Isn't it good?"

"I've created this opportunity for the two of you to reunite and spend time together."

Wang Cuiping was speechless for a moment, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was excitement, joy, trepidation, and confusion.

He murmured softly, his voice carrying a lingering obsession and timidity that had persisted for twenty years.

"I... Siyu and I are not ready to reunite with him."

He Yuzhu looked at the tenderness and hesitation in her eyes and gently comforted her.

"Aunt Ping, you've waited for twenty years."

For twenty years, through spring, summer, autumn, and winter, I have been thinking of you day and night, waiting in solitude.

How many twenty-year periods does one have in a lifetime?

Wang Cuiping felt a lump in her throat, her heart churning with unsettling emotions.

"But Siyu...she has never met her father, and it's hard for her to accept being suddenly recognized."

"Don't worry," He Yuzhu said firmly and gently.

"Siyu has grown up, is mature, and understands things clearly."

"She will definitely understand your helplessness, forbearance, and separation back then."

"It's like getting to know an old friend all over again after twenty years."

"Wouldn't it be nice to have a peaceful and stable twilight romance to make up for the regrets of half a lifetime?"

"You little brat! You dare joke about me like that!"

Wang Cuiping blushed instantly, feeling both angry and ashamed, and raised her hand to pinch his ear.

He Yuzhu was agile and nimbly dodged to the side, laughing loudly.

"Aunt Ping, I'm telling the truth."

"After twenty years of separation, you have accumulated too many unresolved concerns and regrets."

Wang Cuiping stopped playing around, her eyes filled with a hint of melancholy and inner turmoil.

He whispered his instructions.

"This matter will be kept confidential for now."

"No one in the family is allowed to tell. We'll talk about it after I've thought it through and handled everything properly."

"We guarantee strict confidentiality; not a single word will be leaked!"

He Yuzhu responded solemnly, his posture upright.

"You!" Wang Cuiping looked at his unserious appearance and laughed helplessly.

"He's a father of three, quite wealthy, and has a very successful career."

"He still doesn't do things properly."

"That depends on the person," He Yuzhu replied with a smile.

"When I'm out in public, I'm calm, experienced, and cautious in everything I do."

"In your presence, I will always be a junior, a child."

Upon hearing this, Wang Cuiping felt a warm glow in her heart, yet her mind remained a jumble of emotions.

A soft sigh.

"I really can't accept your kind gesture right now."

After twenty years of hopeless waiting, a sudden turn of events led to a reunion with an old friend.

It was such a pleasant surprise, so sudden, that it felt like a dream.

He Yuzhu spoke gently and reassuringly, his words clear and insightful.

"Aunt Ping, things will work themselves out."

"There's no need to be anxious or overwhelmed by anything; there's always a solution to every problem."

"Let everything take its natural course, and simply wait for things to reach their perfect state."

Wang Cuiping looked at the meticulous and far-sighted younger generation in front of her.