Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1033 - 1005: Leng Yue Is Rejected

"So, have I become the murderer?" Xiao Lin spoke for the second time since seeing Murong Lengyue. "Director Mo Luo, I told you that arresting someone requires evidence. Can you prove I was at the scene? Those murders you mentioned?"

"Yes, Director Mo Luo, if you have evidence now, I really have nothing else to say." Murong Lengyue’s eyes kept darting around the table.

"I know you’ve always suspected me of being connected to the recent terror incidents, but I don’t know whether Mo Luo has a grudge against my Xiao Family or against me, Xiao Lin. Don’t pin things on me that never happened."

"You..." Mo Luo was infuriated when Edmund walked in from outside.

"Mayor, Director, I’m back."

"Edmund, what are you doing here? Aren’t you on leave?" Mo Luo frowned upon seeing Edmund, thinking the old man must have some trick up his sleeve to appear at this moment.

"Oh, Director Mo Luo, I was the one who contacted Edmund. I’ve been unable to reach you by phone, so I sent Edmund to find you." The mayor explained Edmund’s presence at the police station. "Edmund, did you go to the Yin-Yang Line? Did you find anything?"

"Yes, Mayor, after receiving your secretary’s call, I went straight to Sin City, in fact..." Edmund paused deliberately, glancing at Mo Luo.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t look at your superior." The mayor impatiently reprimanded. The celebratory dinner had been ruined, the chance to strengthen ties with the Murong Family lost, along with potential investment projects and funds. Now, he sat in an office filled with the smell of wood shavings.

"Actually, when I arrived in Sin City, there was nothing there, no bodies, no blood."

"How could that be? What about the blasted cars? The pools of blood were clearly there, and the crows overhead!" Mo Luo yelled hysterically. "Pete, Pete’s body was placed atop the pile of corpses at the gap, how could there be nothing? Edmund, if you’re testing me with lies, you’ll regret it!" Mo Luo grabbed Edmund’s collar, his glaring eyes seeming ready to devour the man.

"Enough, Mo Luo!" The mayor stood abruptly, extinguishing the cigarette in the ashtray. "You disappoint me greatly!"

"No, Mayor! There was indeed carnage in Sin City, Pete and the officers are dead!"

"I apologize, Miss Murong and Mr. Xiao, if our police work has frightened you, but if you would grace me with your company, would you accept my invitation for a meal together?" The mayor dismissed Mo Luo with a wave, then smiled invitingly at Murong Lengyue.

"Of course, Mr. Mayor, I should attend. I’m worried I’m imposing on the First Lady, and that would be my fault."

"Not at all, not at all, alright then, tonight at seven." Murong Lengyue eagerly accepted, greatly improving the mayor’s mood. "Mo Luo, this matter ends here, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mayor." Mo Luo swallowed his anger, responding in a low tone, before saying nothing more, as one hand opened the handcuffs on Xiao Lin, whispering for only them to hear. "I’ll catch you yet."

Xiao Lin flexed his wrist with a chuckle. "Since this has nothing to do with me, I’ll take my leave. My friends must be getting impatient."

"I’ll leave with you!" Murong Lengyue stood as well. "Mr. Mayor, we’ll arrive promptly at 7 PM, thank you for your invitation."

Xiao Lin hurried downstairs, as if trying to shake off a tail, paying no regard to his surroundings, just seeing people moving away as if avoiding the plague. He paused in front of a mirrored wall in the hallway, the person inside looking ghostly and frightening. Xiao Lin stared at himself and suddenly broke into laughter, feeling sorry for Mo Luo, he was the best evidence, even if Sin City or others could clean a crime scene thoroughly, the blood stains on his body weren’t easily wiped away, Mo Luo had seen them, Edmund had seen them, the mayor had seen them too, they were all willfully blind.

"Xiao Lin, stop right there!" Someone hurriedly ran down, calling out at Xiao Lin by the mirror wall, yelling from the stairs on the first floor. A nosy woman ruining his plans.

"Miss Murong, although I’m grateful for your help this time, I don’t think we’re close enough for personal interaction. I’ll repay this favor doubly, I assure you, Xiao Lin."

"Do... do you really not remember me?" Murong Lengyue choked, appearing pitiful for a moment. "We were really engaged."

"Miss Murong, that joke can only be made once. I know you said that to save me at the time, but such an excuse is unnecessary now, so there’s really nothing between us, I hope you understand."

"You truly forgot!"

"What?" Xiao Lin didn’t clearly hear Murong Lengyue’s mumblings.

"Never mind, I’ll make you remember, we’re legally married, that’s undeniable, you’re my fiancé." Murong Lengyue suddenly smiled through her tears, her eyes glistening with emotion, making it hard not to pity her.

"Enough!" But Xiao Lin wasn’t Hua Qingyi, he didn’t know to cherish beauty. "Murong Lengyue, enough with the jokes."

"Xiao Lin, this isn’t a joke, you are my fiancé, my future husband. I, Murong Lengyue, would never joke about my reputation." Murong Lengyue clarified seriously, disregarding the looks from those around her, only wanting to confess the truth to this man.

"Fine! Murong Lengyue, listen carefully, I, Xiao Lin, have only one fiancée, her name is Xia Xue, not you, Murong Lengyue. The only woman I will marry is Xia Xue."

Hiss! The sound of people gasping around! The head of the Murong Clan was being rejected outright by a man, seeming like a madman, without the slightest mercy.

Murong Lengyue bit her lip, silently staring at Xiao Lin, tears of grievance welling in her eyes. Somehow, seeing this Murong Lengyue, Xiao Lin felt a bit reluctant, he sighed and walked out of the police station.

Not out of sympathy, nor pity, Xiao Lin’s sigh actually held little meaning, maybe a bit of helplessness. Murong Lengyue kept saying something that tugged at his heart, maybe that’s why he sighed. Did he really forget this girl? (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)