Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Chapter 650 The most perfect destination

"Yunzi." Zhou Zhengqing leaned forward slightly, his voice lowered, a subtle hint of amusement that was more disturbing than a direct question. "Your understanding of this Aoki Takeshige classmate is truly... deep-rooted."

He paused deliberately, his sharp eyes capturing every subtle change in her expression. "This understanding even makes me a little curious... It seems that your feelings towards him are more than just a classmate?"

Zhou Zhengqing raised his lips into a cold smile and asked word by word, "Do you like him?"

"Master!" Nanzō Yunko shuddered violently as if struck by an invisible whip, her face instantly draining of color. "Don't misunderstand! He and I...were nothing more than classmates! Please understand!"

Zhou Zhengqing narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed softly: "This... is the best.

Yunzi, your identity is very special, and also very... embarrassing.

Whether it's based on aristocratic tradition or you know too much.

Your destination can only be chosen from the circle I have drawn for you, from among the few people under my command."

At this point, Zhou Zhengqing's voice turned cold. "If you dare to provoke someone outside the circle I've designated, no matter who they are, no matter what you're thinking..." Zhou Zhengqing dragged out the last syllable, his gaze fixed on her like a substance. "There's only one outcome waiting for you... death!"

Zhou Zhengqing bit the word "death" very hard, and it echoed in the silent room with a rusty and bloody smell.

Nanzō Yunko's lips were bitten tightly by her pearly teeth.

He took a deep breath, raised his head to meet Zhou Zhengqing's gaze, and said in a low but clear voice, "I understand... what the young master meant."

In those beautiful eyes that had captivated countless people, there was now only a serious look: "But... I still want to... stay by the young master's side."

"Whatever you say." Zhou Zhengqing curled his lips without comment, uttered two words lightly, walked around the desk, and sat down with his usual lazy posture.

"However, I sincerely suggest that you... consider Itai Yudai." Zhou Zhengqing's lips curled up again with that controlling smile, as if he was choosing a suitable accessory for her.

"Be with him." Zhou Zhengqing's voice was filled with a hint of persuasion: "You can save yourself a lot of unnecessary trouble. More importantly..."

Zhou Zhengqing's eyes wandered over Nanzō Yunko's face, capturing every subtle reaction she had: "That fellow Itai is definitely not as smart as you."

With a soft chuckle, with a cruel and all-knowing look, she said, "And you, Nanzō Yunko, would probably be happy to control a "husband" who obeys your every word and poses no threat to you, right?

Isn’t this... the perfect destination?”

. . . . . . .

He watched Nanzō Yunko's frail figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and that last glance he gave her was filled with a hint of resentment.

Zhou Zhengqing only felt that the gaze was like spider silk brushing across his heart, subtle, but making him inexplicably irritated.

He immediately shook off these useless thoughts, and without any hesitation, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed the internal line to Yamaguchi Masaki.

"Valley? It's me. Find Itai Yudai immediately and tell him to put down everything he is doing and come to my office right now!" His voice was low and rapid, carrying an unquestionable command.

The microphone was pressed against his ear, and he could even hear the rubbing of clothes as the person on the other end of the line subconsciously straightened his body.

However, a moment later, Shan Gu's reply came through the cold telephone line, which made Zhou Zhengqing frown. It was said that Itai Yudai was not in his office area and went to the underground cell.

Underground cell?

A trace of doubt flashed through Zhou Zhengqing's mind.

"Got it." He uttered these three words briefly and decisively cut off the call.

No, I have to go there myself and see what Yudai Itai is doing in the cell!

As I stepped out of the heavy wooden door of the office, I looked up and saw Zhang Xiaolan walking towards me in a hurry with Huihui in her arms.

Zhou Zhengqing's attention was instantly attracted by the small figure in Zhang Xiaolan's arms.

Huihui, who usually chirps like a cheerful little sparrow, is now like a frightened deer. She curls up in Zhang Xiaolan's arms with her little face buried deep in her head, leaving only the furry top of her head exposed.

Her small shoulders couldn't help but shrug and she sobbed silently. Her thick eyelashes were completely wet with tears, sticking together in clusters. The crystal tears rolled down her rosy cheeks like broken pearls, leaving dark water marks on Zhang Xiaolan's collar.

"General, look at Huizi..." Zhang Xiaolan's face was full of anxiety and helplessness.

The mode was switched almost instantly. The oppressive and sharp aura on Zhou Zhengqing's body disappeared instantly, and his movements became extremely gentle. He steadily took the soft little body from Zhang Xiaolan's arms.

"Oh, what happened to our Huizi?"

Zhou Zhengqing comforted her in a gentle tone, and his palms gently patted Huihui's thin back with a steady rhythm, trying to dispel the violent sobs.

"Stop crying, stop crying. Tell your brother, who bullied our beautiful Huihui? Tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you. A good lesson!"

Zhou Zhengqing lowered his head and patiently wiped away the cold tears with his fingertips.

"Hmm...Hmm...Hmm." The little head in my arms moved, uttering an extremely subtle single syllable that seemed to carry great grievance.

Zhou Zhengqing was slightly stunned, 嘤嘤嘤?

"Hui Zi?" He tilted his head slightly, trying to see her little face clearly.

Then, with a hint of teasing that he knew was inappropriate but couldn't help but say, "Little guy, why did you suddenly become a whimpering monster? Huh?"

This sudden call was like pressing the pause button.

Huihui's sobbing suddenly stopped.

She slowly raised her wet little face, which was as red as a ripe cherry, with big tears hanging on her eyelashes.

A pair of big eyes with clear black and white, as if washed by water, blinked in confusion and with a hint of accusation, looking straight at Zhou Zhengqing's face with a comforting and helpless smile.

This silent gaze lasted only a few seconds.

Then, the little girl seemed to feel even more aggrieved. Her pink little mouth pouted and she turned into a stubborn little ostrich again.

With a determined spirit, the little head thrust deeper into Zhou Zhengqing's broad and warm arms.

It was as if the fabric on his chest was his only safe shelter, clinging tightly to it and refusing to be lifted up.

All the grievances and sobs were hidden in the folds of the clothes.

Holding Huihui who was sobbing, Zhou Zhengqing quickly whispered to comfort her.

Zhang Xiaolan, who was standing by, stepped forward and explained clearly, "Sir, Huizi just woke up. When she opened her eyes and didn't see Miss Yingzi, she started crying. The more we tried to comfort her, the more she cried."

Zhang Xiaolan said helplessly, "Miss Yingzi...it's really strange today. I don't know where she went. There's no sign of her at all."

After the explanation, Zhang Xiaolan's clever eyes sparkled with pure curiosity again, and she couldn't help but ask, "General, what did you just say about that...whimpering monster?"

Are you talking about Huizi again?

She wasn't shouting "嘤嘤嘤" just now. She was calling out "Sakurako" and was looking for her sister Sakurako.

He was just sobbing and couldn't speak clearly."

"Uh...well..." A trace of barely perceptible embarrassment flashed across Zhou Zhengqing's face.

He coughed lightly and rubbed the side of his nose unconsciously with his rough fingertips, trying to cover up the unnaturalness brought about by the "modern" ridicule he blurted out in response to Huihui's crying.

"I... just interrupted casually to tease the little guy. I didn't mean anything else."