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Chapter 708 - 554 Ba Xian Guo Hai (Happy Xiao Nian!)_2

Chapter 708: 554 Ba Xian Guo Hai (Happy Xiao Nian!)_2

"No need."

Dwayne responded quite crisply.

Jiang Chen glanced at him and couldn’t help but ask, "Why?"

One had to admit.

You get what you pay for.

These mercenaries truly lived up to their reputation and did not disappoint him.

Compared to ordinary criminal forces and basic law enforcement agencies, these tough characters, tempered by real battlefield experience, were undoubtedly delivering a crushing blow.

"Because this is Korea."

Jiang Chen grew even more puzzled.

This time so many people had died, and they were law enforcement officers; to some extent, it amounted to a severe challenge to the governing authorities.

Faced with such actions, probably no country could tolerate it.

"What does this have to do with whether it’s Korea or not?"

"Blackwater and the US forces stationed in Korea have a good working relationship."

Dwayne replied.

It seemed like a non-sequitur, but Jiang Chen instantly grasped the implied meaning behind his words.

"Heh."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh.

Yes, this is Korea.

A country with incomplete sovereignty.

In a bid for protection, it had spent a lot of money inviting the ’big brother’ to station quite a few personnel at home.

Once these people arrived in Korea, to call them bodyguards would be an understatement; they were more like overlords, with countless crimes to their names.

But as the host, Korea could only swallow its anger and keep silent, daring not to speak out.

After a light chuckle, Jiang Chen involuntarily felt a twinge of sadness and let out a sigh of contemplation.

With the backing of the US forces in Korea, even if Korea was furious, it probably wouldn’t dare to provoke the tiger’s behind.

After walking a distance, Jiang Chen’s mind stirred, and a sudden idea came to him.

"Since Blackwater is on good terms with the US forces stationed in Korea, do you have a way to help me build a bridge with the Korean government? I don’t want to continue causing trouble for the elderly here."

Without any hesitation, Dwayne replied, "As long as Mr. Jiang is willing to pay, it’s possible."

Jiang Chen smiled.

He liked Dwayne’s character.

Direct.

Honest.

————

Seoul Detention Center, First Division.

Looking through the glass window at Lan Peizhi walking out of the detention area, Jiang Chen’s expression was complex.

Lan Peizhi sat down.

She picked up the phone.

"Miss Lan, I’ve seen An Zairong and Cui Zaiye."

Unlike Zou Kezhao, though detained, Lan Peizhi wasn’t shackled with handcuffs or leg irons, and she looked quite well.

"As for the skirmish, Cui Zaiye is willing to take responsibility, and An Zairong confessed he was acting under someone’s orders, someone from Shenzhou."

No nonsense or courtesies—Jiang Chen knew she didn’t need them, and, as soon as she picked up the phone, he went straight to the point.

Hearing a series of explosive news, Lan Peizhi’s expression remained unchanged, not even a slight sign of surprise, silently listening.

"I talked with that person from Shenzhou, a friend of his knows me, and he even said he wants to play a game with me."

Jiang Chen continued, recounting the details.

"His voice sounded somewhat familiar to me; do you know who he is?"

Lan Peizhi didn’t answer, nor did she question why Jiang Chen dared to show up so brazenly.

"Return my knife to me."

Jiang Chen was momentarily taken aback, then nodded.

"Alright."

After a moment’s hesitation, he said softly, "I can find a way to get you out."

He had already discussed it with Dwayne.

Getting Lan Peizhi out was not a difficult task, as long as the money was sufficient.

And to him, money.

Was not an issue at all.

The key was.

Whether Lan Peizhi herself was willing to do so.

Nowadays,

Jiang Chen was increasingly feeling that this matter was far more complicated than he had imagined.

And he couldn’t even tell if it was just his conjecture, but he even felt that being arrested, for Lan Peizhi, seemed almost intentional.

Under those circumstances,

Given Lan Peizhi’s skills, if she had really wanted to escape, Cui Zaiye’s subordinates couldn’t have stopped her.

"No need. After you retrieve my knife, you can leave."

Jiang Chen fell silent.

Lan Peizhi’s answer had not exceeded his expectations.

If she truly only wanted to be safe, she had plenty of opportunities to leave the country before her arrest.

At most,

It would be merely "fleeing."

"I told you, this matter doesn’t involve you, don’t come again."

Lan Peizhi emphasized once again.

Jiang Chen, as if he hadn’t heard, calmly said, "But that guy specifically named me, wanting to play a game with me."

Lan Peizhi was silent for a moment, looked at him, and then abruptly hung up the receiver and stood up to leave.

Jiang Chen could only watch helplessly as she walked into the detention area, feeling somewhat helpless.

The women he knew.

Were all prouder than the next.

"Time’s up, please leave immediately."

The prison guard reminded him.

Jiang Chen could only put down the receiver and stand up.

Stepping out of the First Detention Center and standing before the imposing iron gates, he exhaled deeply before pulling out his phone and scrolling through his contacts; after hesitating for a moment, he still dialed a number he had saved but never called before.

"Beep... Beep... Beep..."

After seven or eight seconds.

The call was connected.

"Hello."

"Lieutenant Colonel Wang, it’s me, Jiang Chen."

That’s right.

On the other end of the line was Wang Heting, whom he met in Jincheng City through Lan Peizhi’s introduction.

A lieutenant colonel not yet thirty years old!

"I know, I’ve saved your number."

The other party’s voice was gentle and came from an impressive background, and his achievements were astonishing, yet he carried not a hint of arrogance.

"Mr. Jiang, what can I do for you?"

With someone like that, there was no need for empty pleasantries, so Jiang Chen got straight to the point.

"Miss Lan has run into trouble in Korea."

The other party was silent for a while.

"I’ve heard about it."

Jiang Chen was not surprised.

With an event so significant, how could there be no whisper of it?

Besides, the person on the other side was someone with extremely far-reaching influence.

"Lieutenant Colonel Wang, I hope you could persuade Miss Lan that it’s better to retreat and preserve one’s strength rather than to push ahead and burn out."

"Mr. Jiang, you think too highly of me; I can’t persuade Sister Lan with her stubborn temperament."

Jiang Chen was not disappointed by the response; in fact, he hadn’t really held any hope, and his purpose in calling was not for this.

"Lieutenant Colonel Wang, having been in Korea for so long, I’ve discovered that behind this incident, it seems like someone from Shenzhou is stirring the pot."

"Do you know who it is?"

Wang Heting seemed unsurprised and quickly responded with a question.

"I don’t know."

Even though he was unclear about the relationship between Lan Peizhi and the other party, at least Jiang Chen could be sure of one thing.

It was definitely a friend, not an enemy.

This was also the main reason for his call.

"So I wanted to ask you, Lieutenant Colonel Wang, if Miss Lan has any enemies back home."

"Tall trees catch much wind. For someone as outstanding as Sister Lan, it’s normal to have enemies. If you ask me who is pulling the strings behind the scenes, I really can’t say."

Jiang Chen slightly frowned.

From the other’s tone, it seemed that something was being concealed.

That person who wanted to play a game with him, was he so formidable that even someone who became a lieutenant colonel before thirty didn’t dare to offend him?

"However, there can’t be many back home who can make the embassy stand by and watch."

There was a brief silence on the phone, followed by Wang Heting’s voice again.

The embassy?

"After hearing the news, I immediately contacted the Korean embassy, attempting to get Sister Lan back, but was unsuccessful."

He spoke tersely and to the point.

Jiang Chen’s thoughts raced.

He had indeed been puzzled; given Lan Peizhi’s connections back home, she should not have been so easily restricted from leaving Korea.

Now his doubts had been answered.

Standing at such a height, Lan Peizhi was bound not only to represent herself; her existence involved too many powers.

After the incident, there must have been many forces acting independently, each playing their own games, it’s just that he had not seen it.

"Mr. Jiang, if you want to find out who that person is, maybe you can start from this angle."

Jiang Chen didn’t press the issue any further.

One had to know when to stop.

The other party had revealed so much; that was already more than kind.

"I understand, sorry to have troubled you, Lieutenant Colonel Wang."

"It’s nothing."

The tone of Wang Heting, whom he had only met once in Jincheng, became a bit more serious.

"Mr. Jiang, I really respect you, you are a stand-up guy."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Miss Lan has done me favors, and one must repay kindness."

Wang Heting laughed.

"That’s right, one must indeed repay kindness. Mr. Jiang, I wish you success."

"I appreciate your kind words, Lieutenant Colonel Wang."

The call ended.

Jiang Chen slowly put down his phone, turned his head to glance once more at the massive closed gates of the detention center, feeling no lingering attachment; he swiftly turned back and hailed a taxi with a wave of his hand.