Chapter 344: Can We Just Sit Back and Wait?

‘I knew you’d show up at this moment,’ Xiao Yu cursed internally.

‘Sign in!*’

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in to the case.】

【System Reward: Ability—Command Expert.】

【System Task Issued: Solve the Extreme Agent Case.】

【Time Limit: 30 Days.】

【If the host completes the task within the time limit, an additional system skill will be rewarded: Possum’s Feint.】

【If the host fails to complete the task within the time limit, the granted system ability will be revoked.】

【Countdown to task deadline begins…】

Xiao Yu ignored the system abilities and skills completely and focus on something else.

‘Thirty days… that’s the time limit!’

Xiao Yu took a sharp breath.

‘And that task name extreme agent?What a cliché name. Has the system started producing action films now? Whoever named this task is either a die-hard action fan or a complete lunatic.’

“What are you thinking about?”

Zhou Lie patted Xiao Yu on the shoulder.

“Nothing.” Xiao Yu snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head.

Only then did he begin to process the ability the system had just granted him.

Command Expert?

Commanding others to align their will and actions efficiently, maximizing the potential of teams, resources, and combat power to achieve tasks successfully.

It was a useful ability—just not for Xiao Yu.

He had always been a free spirit.

He knew himself well. Leadership wasn’t his thing, nor did he enjoy sitting in a command center orchestrating everything from behind the scenes. Instead, he preferred immersing himself in cases, tracking criminals, and unraveling mysteries firsthand.

Otherwise, why become a policeman at all? 

Wouldn’t inheriting his sister’s company be much more comfortable?

Mu Qingwu had once teased: “Do you like power, little brother? I can hand over the company to you.”

She had said it playfully, but if Xiao Yu ever decided to quit being a cop, Mu Qingwu wouldn’t hesitate to transfer everything to him.

They had wealth that could last lifetimes.

Even if he somehow ran the company into the ground, Mu Qingwu wouldn’t bat an eye.

With her intelligence, financial backing, and vast connections, rebuilding an empire would be as easy as snapping her fingers.

Managing a corporation of ten thousand employees—now that’s real power.

Could being a minor leader in an organization even compare?

Don’t even start on the differences between power in the system and power in business.

With Mu Qingwu’s current influence, provincial-level officials wouldn’t even have the right to speak in her presence.

What a joke…

Whoever said a man cannot go a day without power had clearly never been in Xiao Yu’s shoes.

Being the big boss’s daddy was way more satisfying.

Shaking off his stray thoughts, Xiao Yu refocused on the military tablet in his hands, scanning the suspect’s profile.

After retiring, Wu Hanran became a responsible husband and father—a full-time homemaker.

His wife, Lu Jiao, 47 years old, was a teacher.

His daughter, Wu Yaxin, 24 years old, had become a translator after graduating from university. She had also been in a relationship for three years.

The issue with this case revolved around Wu Yaxin’s boyfriend.

According to an investigation by national security agents, Wu Yaxin’s boyfriend, Qi Huan, 26 years old, was suspected of being a foreign spy.

His reason for getting close to Wu Yaxin? Most likely because her father was a national security agent.

It was highly probable that Qi Huan had threatened Wu Hanran a year ago, forcing him to exploit his position and secretly photograph classified blueprints of the underground shelters.

The investigation further revealed that Wu Hanran’s daughter had disappeared one month after his retirement.

Yet, neither Wu Hanran nor his wife reported it to the police.

That alone was a huge red flag.

It strongly suggested that Wu Yaxin’s disappearance was orchestrated by Qi Huan, the suspected foreign spy. Which explained why Wu Hanran had been seen at the hidden shelter site recently.

“Who discovered it?” Xiao Yu looked up at the two team leaders. “With his skills as a veteran special agent, it shouldn’t be possible for ordinary people to track him down, right?”

“It was quite a coincidence,” Shen Mei said, pointing upwards. “The pig farm owner realized his workers hadn’t contacted him for several days, and their phones were unreachable. So, he brought people over to check. That’s when they found two workers missing and the breeding area dug up. He called the police immediately.

“The local police escalated it, and when the National Security Bureau arrived at the scene, they found two worker corpses inside the shelter. But nothing had been taken, only signs of a thorough search. The autopsy confirmed Wu Hanran killed them.”

“Wu Hanran?” Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes. “How was that determined?”

“Military killing techniques, Military Combat Fist.” Zhou Lie’s voice was deep. “It’s a close-combat technique exclusive to National Security special agents.”

Military Combat Fist?

It was a fusion of military martial arts and assassination techniques. An evolution of various combat disciplines—grappling, free fighting, and even hard qigong. Refined through physics-based calculations and biomechanics.

A set of hand-to-hand combat techniques designed specifically for close-quarters killing. You could even call it a lethal art.

Why do combat techniques exist?

To kill.

Xiao Yu, a combat expert himself, understood the devastating effectiveness of Military Combat Fist.

Using this technique to kill would leave distinct marks on the victim’s body.

“What about surveillance footage from the pig farm?” Xiao Yu’s pupils contracted slightly.

“It was tampered with, and the storage card was removed,” Shen Mei answered.

Xiao Yu exhaled slowly.

This meant Group Five and Group Nine had exhausted all leads before turning to him.

It was easy to infer that while he was in Beijing receiving his commendation, both teams had already been searching for Wu Hanran.

That was why Wang Dong had briefly mentioned helping Group Five.

If the special agents couldn’t capture him, what could Xiao Yu do?

Well, that wasn’t entirely the case.

National security agents had greater power, authority, and resources, but when it came to tracking, investigating, and pursuing criminals, that was the police’s specialty.

And in this field, special agents often played second fiddle to seasoned detectives.

Everyone knew what Xiao Yu was capable of.

If they weren’t coming to him for help, then who else?

Blinking, Xiao Yu glanced back inside the shelter. His gaze swept across the scattered items.

“The valuables were untouched, so it wasn’t about money. The documents weren’t taken either, so it wasn’t about destroying evidence?” he muttered, “Then what was he looking for? Whatever it was, it must be inside these shelters, right?”

His eyes suddenly gleamed as he turned to Shen Mei. 

“Sister Shen, retrieve the other two blueprints.”

If that’s the case—

Let’s find the remaining two shelters. Can we just sit back and wait?