Emperor
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A direct order from the leadership?!
Sun Xiaoyun looked at Lin Qi in astonishment.
Lin Qi, for his part, put on an innocent expression, as if to say, “I know nothing about it.”
“I’ll go ask the leader myself!”
Sun Xiaoyun got up and strode out.
Soon, she entered the office of the head.
Wei Qianzhong—the top official of the Haitong Special Operations Bureau, a man in his forties.
“Director Wei, why did you let Lin Qi go?” Sun Xiaoyun pressed her hands onto Wei Qianzhong’s desk, her manner rather aggressive. Other officers would never dare to act so bold in front of him, but she didn’t care.
“Xiao Sun, I’ve heard about this case...” Wei Qianzhong said earnestly, “Lin Qi did a good thing—he stopped a sexual assault. We should support and encourage that, not lock him up.”
“Director Wei, that’s one thing, but what about the other? There’s no question about the Ma Xianglin case, but then Lin Qi assaulted Luo Yingying right in front of us. That’s intolerable! He must be disciplined as an example to others, or where is the authority of Special Operations?”
In truth, Sun Xiaoyun hoped more than anyone that Lin Qi would be acquitted, but she believed that justice must prevail—no one is above the law.
Meanwhile, in the interrogation room.
Lin Qi was on the phone with Tang Long.
“The Ma Xianglin case is straightforward. No matter how badly you beat him, we’re in the right. But Luo Yingying is tricky—Sun Xiaoyun won’t let it go, and now even Wei Qianzhong is at a loss. There are two options: first, settle with Luo Yingying, pay her some money; second, deal with Sun Xiaoyun. Her background isn’t ordinary, but she’s not untouchable—it’ll just take some effort...”
“I don’t want to pay Luo Yingying. Never mind, no need for trouble. I’ll go to jail.”
“What?” Tang Long was surprised.
“It’s only fifteen days.” Lin Qi exhaled and continued, “I’ve been feeling restless lately, with a lot going on. I could use a quiet place to clear my head.”
“Understood.” Tang Long replied respectfully.
After a while, Sun Xiaoyun swaggered back in.
She thought she had convinced Wei Qianzhong, but in truth, Lin Qi had chosen detention himself.
“Lin Qi, fifteen days of detention.” Sun Xiaoyun announced, and signed the detention notice on the spot.
Lin Qi said nothing, simply stood up and walked out.
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“Lin Qi...” Sun Xiaoyun looked at him and said, “I consider you a friend, which is why I don’t go easy on you. You need to change—stop beating people at the drop of a hat.”
“If I’d given up fighting, you would’ve been in trouble at the bar last time.” Lin Qi didn’t look back.
Sun Xiaoyun’s expression froze.
“And I don’t consider you a friend,” Lin Qi said as he walked out.
The formalities were completed quickly. An hour later, Lin Qi was transferred to the detention center.
Those brought to the detention center generally didn’t stay long—gamblers, solicitors, brawlers—most were in for three to five days, fifteen at most.
The conditions were poor, with dozens sharing a single room, sleeping on hard bunks.
Meals were served in the canteen—one by one in line—mostly steamed buns, cabbage, and thin porridge.
But Lin Qi didn’t care; he just wanted some peace and quiet.
Led by a guard, he entered a cell.
A crowd of people looked up at him in unison.
Lin Qi ignored everyone, set down his things, and stretched out on a bed.
A few young men, in for fighting, exchanged glances and walked over to Lin Qi.
“Hey kid, you’re pretty cocky—”
Before he finished, Lin Qi sat up and kicked each of them in turn.
Thud, thud, thud—
They flew back in all directions.
“Don’t disturb my sleep,” Lin Qi said, turning over and lying down again.
They’d seen arrogance, but never anything like this!
The others were incensed and began to approach him...
The next day.
Sun Xiaoyun arrived at the gates of the detention center.
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She still felt rather guilty toward Lin Qi.
Normally, someone in Lin Qi’s situation would get three days at most, but in order to demonstrate her impartiality and uprightness, she had insisted on the maximum sentence for Lin Qi!
So she decided to check on him, instruct the guards to treat him well, and ask the kitchen to prepare something special for him...
Guided by a guard, Sun Xiaoyun came to the cell door.
She immediately spotted Lin Qi.
Because everyone else was standing, only Lin Qi was lying down.
He reclined on the bed, with more than a dozen people attending to him—some massaging his head, some kneading his legs, others feeding him grapes and water.
In front of him, over a dozen more performed—some sang, some danced, some did comic dialogues and acrobatics.
“Brother Lin, how’s my technique?”
“Not bad—I can tell you’ve trained.”
“Of course, before I came in, I was a masseur at ‘Waterside Splendor’...”
“Brother Lin, how’s my comedy routine?”
“Overall, it’s pretty good, but your breath control is off. You should watch more videos from De Yun Society.”
“You’re right, Brother Lin—I’ll keep practicing...”
“Brother Lin... Brother Lin...”
Everyone crowded forward, vying for his attention.
Outside the door, Sun Xiaoyun was stupefied.
Lin Qi’s life here—was no different from that of an emperor!