Reborn in 2006, it's incredibly awesome!

The tough battle against nine opponents didn't last long, as he had important business to attend to in the afternoon and couldn't indulge in pleasure forever.

Around 1 p.m., Lin Feng, looking refreshed, led nine mixed-race girls downstairs and headed straight for the hotel's second-floor buffet restaurant.

Director Zhao and the four bosses had already been sent away by Zhang Wei's arrangements, and the girls had all returned to Heaven on Earth one after another.

At this moment, a table of nine mixed-race people surrounded Lin Feng, occasionally serving him food and water, drawing frequent glances from other guests in the restaurant.

They were amazed by Lin Feng's strength. Nine mixed-race individuals—did this man save the galaxy in his past life?

Lin Feng didn't care about other people's opinions, enjoying his meal with women on both sides.

After the meal, we parted ways.

Nine mixed-race girls lingered around Lin Feng, their eyes filled with admiration. However, they were also aware of their own status. They were not from the same world as Lin Feng, a wealthy and powerful man. It was just a one-night stand, and they dared not have any further thoughts.

Lin Feng waved his hand, turned around and got into the Ghost that was parked at the door.

The car slowly drove away, and in the rearview mirror, the nine girls were still standing there watching until the car was completely out of sight.

Back at the Blue Ark, the villa was quiet and peaceful.

Those who were going to school or work had all left, leaving only Gu Hanxue and Zhang Min, who were pregnant, at home to rest. Ye Qing was engrossed in her studies, and Zheng Ruoyun was engrossed in doing her homework.

Hearing the door open, Ye Qing jumped up immediately, her face filled with anxiety: "Honey, you're finally back! When are we going to the police station? I...can I see my parents?"

Lin Feng paused in changing his shoes, looked up at her, and said with a half-smile, "Your parents don't even treat you like a human being anymore, why are you still thinking about them?"

Ye Qing lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, and said in a soft voice, "No matter what... they are the people who gave me life and raised me. I just... I just want to ask about the situation..."

"Alright," Lin Feng waved his hand to interrupt her, his tone indifferent. "Stop with your ridiculous, saintly sentimentality. I'm not going to rescue them; I'm just there to watch the spectacle. You'd better be aware of that, or you'll end up crying and whining again."

Ye Qing nodded helplessly, her eyes a little red: "I didn't ask you to save them. I just wanted to make things clear and tell them not to come looking for me again."

Gu Hanxue walked over with a glass of milk, frowning in confusion: "That's not right, shouldn't family members not be able to see someone who's already under administrative detention?"

Lin Feng laughed upon hearing this, leaned back on the sofa, and said with a hint of arrogance, "Others may not be able to see it, but do you even know who your husband is? Every police station in the entire capital is no different from my own backyard."

Zhang Min laughed and teased, "Oh, look how capable you are. Just keep showing off. Wait until your little wives come home from school, you'll be in for a rough time. They've already prepared a denunciation meeting for you."

Lin Feng didn't reply. He knew he couldn't avoid what happened last night, but he was used to it.

He got up, went back inside to change into clean casual clothes, and led Ye Qing out to get into the Ghost. The car headed straight for Chang'an Avenue.

At exactly 3 p.m., the Ghost came to a steady stop at the entrance of the Fuyou Street Police Station.

This place is next to the core area. The police station looks small, but the rules are very strict.

Lin Feng led Ye Qing inside, and the police officer on duty glanced at them, asking in a flat tone, "What's the matter?"

Having learned from his experience at the Nanmofang Police Station, Lin Feng didn't bother with any more words. He simply pulled out his ID and handed it to the counter: "No need to do anything, just take me to see your station chief."

The police officer picked up the ID and flipped through it, even holding it up to the light to check the stamp. After confirming it was correct, his expression immediately changed. He handed the ID back with both hands and said respectfully, "Okay, Detective Lin, please come with me."

The two followed the police officer up to the second floor, where the station chief's office was at the end of the corridor.

The police officer raised his hand and knocked on the door. A deep male voice came from inside: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties sitting behind the desk. His temples were gray, and he had his hair combed to the side. He had a commanding presence. He was Wang Changhai, the director of the Fuyou Street Police Station.

He glanced up, his brows immediately furrowing, and said impatiently, "Why are you bringing just anyone here? What are these two kids doing?"

The police officer looked embarrassed and leaned closer to whisper, "Chief Wang, this is Lin Feng, a special agent from the Chaoyang branch."

Wang Changhai was taken aback, but his impatience vanished instantly, and he immediately stood up, plastering a broad smile on his face: "Oh! Detective Lin! I didn't expect you to be so young! Please, have a seat!"

As he spoke, he waved to the police officer and said, "You can go out now, but close the door behind you."

The police officer rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking to himself that the change of expression was too fast.

He's just a special agent, basically an unofficial outsider. Why be so polite? It's obvious he's some second-generation official or a privileged kid sent here for a career change. He didn't dare say anything more, acknowledged the message, and left, closing the door behind him.

While brewing tea for the two men, Wang Changhai smiled and said, "Detective Lin, you really have many connections. Yesterday, our city bureau's youngest director, Wang, called me and said you're her friend. She specifically asked about Ye Baozhu's case. This morning, Deputy Director Zhao personally sent me a text message saying you're his nephew. It's really not that serious. You've given me quite a bit of trouble."

Lin Feng took the teacup, took a sip, and smiled, "I mentioned it casually yesterday when I was having dinner with Director Liu and Deputy Director Zhao, and I didn't expect Uncle Zhao to remember it. Director Wang, please don't take it to heart."

Wang Changhai's heart skipped a beat.

And Director Liu?!

Everyone in the industry knows that Director Liu of the Chaoyang branch is about to be transferred to the headquarters as a leader, and Deputy Director Zhao taking over as the top leader is a certainty. For this young man to be able to dine with these two, his background must be incredibly powerful.

He quickly handed the tea to Lin Feng with both hands, his smile becoming even more obsequious: "Look at what you're saying, what do you mean by not minding? It's an honor for me to come to my little place."

Lin Feng put down his teacup and got straight to the point: "Alright, Director Wang, let's get down to business. Weren't we summoned here to cooperate with the investigation? Let's begin, we'll all cooperate."

Wang Changhai quickly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need! The facts have been investigated and cleared up. It was Ye Baozhu and his wife who were causing trouble. It has nothing to do with you two. It wasn't really your business. It was just a formality. I don't have your contact information, and I'm so sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing. How about we add each other on WeChat? You can just call me if you need anything in the future."

Lin Feng nodded, took out his phone, and added him as a friend.

After exchanging contact information, Lin Feng changed the subject: "Director Wang, we would like to see Ye Baozhu and Wang Cuihua again."

Wang Changhai looked somewhat troubled: "This... Detective Lin, according to regulations, during detention..."

Lin Feng tapped his fingers on the table and chuckled, "What's wrong? Having trouble? As a special agent of the branch office, I should have the right to interrogate people in administrative detention, shouldn't I? It's not like it's some major criminal case."

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course!" Wang Changhai quickly changed his tune, explaining with a forced smile, "It's not that I don't want you to see him, it's just that he's not in the detention center. He'll be transferred to the Dongcheng District Detention Center after 24 hours of administrative detention, which is quite a distance from here."

Lin Feng turned to Ye Qing: "To see her or not to see her? If you don't mind the trouble, we'll make the trip."

Ye Qing hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, her tone very soft: "I'll see them. I want to make things clear to them in person, that they shouldn't come looking for me anymore, and that they should go back to their hometown and live a good life."

Seeing this, Lin Feng stood up and said, "Alright, let's go then."

Wang Changhai dared not utter a single word of refusal and quickly grabbed his coat: "I'll go with you two! I also have some business to take care of there, so it's on my way."

After the three left the police station, Wang Changhai looked at the Rolls-Royce Ghost parked at the entrance and muttered to himself, becoming even more convinced that this young man had an unusual background.

He opened the passenger door and got in. Lin Feng drove, and Ye Qing sat in the back. The car turned around and headed towards the East District.