Chapter 11: This Is Only the Beginning

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Seeing a group of people enter, Qi Fei also moved closer. Before she could get near, her attention was caught by one of the people who had followed from afar. Unexpectedly, coming to watch the commotion brought an unforeseen surprise—or rather, a shock rather than a delight. Qi Fei’s mood grew heavier; she hadn’t overestimated the world after all—what she feared truly came to pass.

She immediately put on her sunglasses and pulled up her mask, feeling it wasn’t secure enough, so she lowered the brim of her hat further. When she left home, she had chosen the most concealing boater hat from her wardrobe. Now, with sunglasses, mask, and hat, she was certain the others wouldn’t recognize her, and only then did she feel at ease. She didn’t want to get involved just out of goodwill and end up implicated herself.

Zhao Shan had rushed back to ask Qi Fei how she knew the undercover agent had been exposed. The meeting place had changed, yet he hadn’t received any information; the person fled without even the tail on them noticing. So how did Qi Fei know? Overhearing this, even a three-year-old wouldn’t believe it.

A female star could hardly come into contact with such matters unless... she had more than just a celebrity identity. But Zhao Shan had been pondering all the way back and found no answers.

When Qi Fei planned to report to the police, she didn’t think her abilities could be concealed. Yet now Zhao Shan still doubted her; with that attitude, if she didn’t come clean today, she wouldn’t leave the station anytime soon.

She smiled bitterly in her heart. Not revealing herself until death in her past life, but here, within a few days, she had exposed her hand—how tragic. Now, with the person rescued, she felt a twinge of regret, silently cursing herself for being so foolishly kind-hearted.

Her reasons were full of flaws; now was the time for reckoning.

In a post-apocalyptic world, misplaced kindness not only jeopardizes oneself but also harms teammates.

Sure enough, now she was under suspicion—truly exasperating.

Of course, Qi Fei had made the decision after weighing pros and cons. She only helped because she was sure it wouldn’t endanger her life. Had she known this trip meant certain death, she wouldn’t have risked her safety.

After all, she was not that kind-hearted.

Moreover, although her ability was extraordinary, it had no lethal power and posed no threat to the country. She probably wouldn’t be dissected... After all, she had done a good deed this time.

As long as she wasn’t a threat to the nation, things shouldn’t be too problematic. Now, all she could do was brainwash herself.

The person they captured caused quite a stir at the police station, with everyone so busy that no one paid attention to Qi Fei, which suited her perfectly.

Seeing people constantly seeking Zhao Shan, Qi Fei said, “You go ahead, don’t worry about me. I promise I’ll stay within your line of sight.”

As soon as she spoke, all eyes turned to the woman so tightly wrapped up. Curiosity about her identity was palpable.

Noticing the gaze directed at her, Qi Fei instinctively pressed the brim of her hat down further.

Zhao Shan was indeed busy now. With Qi Fei’s identity known, even if the person escaped, he could recapture them quickly—and if they intended to flee, they would have done so already.

He even suspected Qi Fei might be a subordinate of some undercover agent, for otherwise, she couldn’t know so much.

After reaching this conclusion, Zhao Shan hesitated briefly, then nodded at Qi Fei and busied himself.

Qi Fei followed close behind him, neither too near nor too far.

Underling or not, she had no such connections; she just wanted to use this as an excuse, but she couldn’t find an actual superior to present to Zhao Shan.

And so, she trailed behind the man, keeping a cautious distance.

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She had truly underestimated the world; beasts lurked everywhere.

At that moment, a few more people entered the police station.

Leading them was an elderly man dressed in casual clothes. Seeing Zhao Shan and the chief put down their work to greet him, and hearing the murmurs around, Qi Fei realized this old man was a big shot.

But when she saw the chief and the old man in the office, her brows involuntarily furrowed.

“I will only communicate with Zhao Shan,” the old man said.

This statement stunned both men, even Zhao Shan was momentarily confused by Qi Fei’s remark.

When the door closed, Qi Fei immediately asked, “Did you tell others about my identity?”

Zhao Shan glanced at her and shook his head.

[He only said someone had provided a lead but hadn’t yet revealed Qi Fei’s identity.]

Hearing this, Qi Fei finally relaxed. She wanted to help but didn’t want her secret exposed publicly.

Besides, she wasn’t sure if the other two were trustworthy.

Seeing Zhao Shan about to speak, Qi Fei cut him off: “If I don’t give a proper explanation, does that mean I can’t leave this building?”

[At least you have some self-awareness.]

Qi Fei: “...”

“787 was shot once in the shoulder and once in the abdomen. Timely medical attention saved his life.”

Zhao Shan was taken aback by this and immediately thought someone must have told Qi Fei.

“It must have been you who told me.”

[Impossible. Since returning, he hasn’t mentioned a word about 787. Could it be he heard it from someone else?]

[No, that doesn’t fit.]

[When the person was taken to the hospital, although many were present, only two knew his true identity, and they hadn’t returned yet.]

“No need to guess. I have no hidden identity.”

[What?]

[Wait, how does Qi Fei know what I’m thinking?]

If no strange feeling arose now, Zhao Shan’s intelligence would be questionable.

“Want to know how I know what you’re thinking?”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?” they spoke simultaneously.

Qi Fei made him feel increasingly unfathomable. [Could this man be a skilled psychologist? Or able to read microexpressions and decipher others’ thoughts?]

Zhao Shan began to speculate.

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