Chapter 2138 - 2141: My Ability to Control Pathogens Is One of a Kind

A short parting makes the reunion sweeter than a new marriage. The next morning, when Shen Qiang woke up, a lazy Wenren Meiqiao was lying in his arms with her eyes closed, snuggling against him like a well‑behaved little kitten. There was no trace of the sharpness of a Dragon Group Major General, the Double-Blade Witch; she looked completely harmless, with an inexplicable air of a spoiled beauty acting cute.

As if sensing that Shen Qiang had woken up, she lazily pouted without opening her eyes, then rubbed her head lightly against the underside of his chin.

Looking at the curtains already lit by the Chaoyang sun, Shen Qiang pressed his chin down on the top of her languid head and chuckled, "Lazybones, the sun's already shining on your ass. Don't you plan on going to work today?"

Hearing that, the languid Wenren Meiqiao complained coquettishly, "Isn't it all your fault? You kept messing around till so late last night, wore me out like I'd just done a three‑thousand‑li forced march, so of course I need to sleep a bit more."

Shen Qiang smiled, picked up the phone beside him, checked his messaging app, and said, "Looks like that flying rat hiding in the dark was pretty well‑behaved last night and didn't cause us trouble. Otherwise, there's no way it would have been this quiet all night."

At this, Wenren Meiqiao, still not opening her eyes, said in a spoiled tone, "You're awesome. You show up and they're scared stiff, don't even dare move, so I finally got a good night's sleep."

Shen Qiang laughed. "If that's you expressing affection, I'll gladly take it. But if you're being sarcastic, then I might just get upset."

Wenren Meiqiao opened her eyes at that, a bit dazed, and said, "Do you really think the one hiding behind the scenes, pulling all the strings, is that Zhai Zhijie?"

Shen Qiang smiled. "What you actually want to know is whether I had bad blood with him before, right?"

Wenren Meiqiao sighed. "Dealing with smart people, even normal small talk can turn into awkward chat. But fine, you keep thinking like that, I'll just go with the flow and ask directly. After all, a lot of times, grudges lead to bias."

"You mean, because Zhai Zhijie and I have a grudge, I've subjectively pegged him as the mastermind, and that judgment might be wrong?" Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow.

Tilting her head back, her beautiful eyes locked on his, Wenren Meiqiao smiled charmingly. "If I ask you that, will you be unhappy?"

Shen Qiang smiled. "I am a little bit unhappy, yeah, because you're questioning my judgment. But please believe me, as long as my line of reasoning is correct, Zhai Zhijie is the one most likely to have done this."

Wenren Meiqiao pursed her lips, her pink cherry mouth curving into a seductive pout. "Your reasoning is built on deduction; there's no evidence to back it up. Aren't you afraid a wrong judgment might cause serious trouble?"

Shen Qiang smiled. "I went from an intern who couldn't afford a pair of shoes costing a few hundred to now, where I control Heshenghe, all relying on those judgments of mine that had no evidence backing them. Besides, the cases the Dragon Group handles are not the same as ordinary criminal investigations. If I send a strand of True Yuan to pierce someone and his heart shatters and he dies, where are you going to find the murder weapon? Without a murder weapon as evidence, you can't close the case?"

Wenren Meiqiao sighed helplessly and scolded coquettishly, "Fine, fine, you're always right!"

As she spoke, the charming woman stretched out her snow‑white lotus‑root arm, took her phone from the headboard, glanced at it, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Zhai Zhijie, once at the Datong River Beijing branch, had a conflict with Best Actress Song Weiyin and Shen Qiang, was later expelled by Shen Qiang, and put on the Blacklist, never to be served again."

Eyes crinkling with laughter, Wenren Meiqiao said, "Oh, my great Casanova, now I need to catch this guy in the shortest time possible, and I'm counting on you. But if this Zhai Zhijie isn't the one, then all our time will have been wasted on him."

Shen Qiang smiled. "I told you last night already: Zhai Zhijie orchestrated all of this, but the one who actually made the moves is someone else. So as long as we check the foreign nationals in Zhai Zhijie's social circle, things will become clear at a glance."

Wenren Meiqiao's eyes curved in a smile as she said coquettishly, "Yes, yes, you're the smart one. I already started doing what you said last night. Zhai Zhijie is the president of the Golden Radiance Consortium, and there are indeed many foreign nationals in his social network. Among them, there are five people he's been especially close to recently, and we've already started investigating them. But at the earliest, we probably won't get any feedback until close to noon."

Looking at the charming Wenren Meiqiao, Shen Qiang smiled. "So that means we can stay in bed."

"Get lost." As if seeing something in Shen Qiang's gaze, Wenren Meiqiao said coquettishly, "I'm the regional security director, on call all year round. Even if it rains knives from the sky, I still have to get to the office on time. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, we'll be in big trouble."

Shen Qiang smiled. "Why don't you just resign, come to Heshenghe with me? I'll take care of you, feed you good food every day, you can sleep in every morning, shopping and playing cards will be your job, and the only thing you'll need to do is be beautiful."

Wenren Meiqiao burst into laughter, her snow‑white, neat teeth gleaming like Jade.

"Every time I get off work at night, I always think, how great would it be if tomorrow were a day off? But I know Huaxia needs me, regional security needs me. Rather than spend my life and time on playing cards and shopping, I'd rather do something truly meaningful."

Shen Qiang laughed. "You should paint yourself as even more noble. That way I'll love you more."

Wenren Meiqiao shot him a coquettish sidelong glance. "Hypocrite. I know you're a playboy radish, I never expected you to really agree with my ideals anyway. I'll just do my job as security director and keep a clear conscience."

As she spoke, Wenren Meiqiao glanced at the time, then got up. "I'm not good at making breakfast, and it's too late now anyway. When I go out later, I'll order takeaway for you. Remember to get up and pick it up."

Watching her put on a white shirt, her figure still tall and perky, Shen Qiang smiled. "Ye Guyun is still in your car, just have her bring it to me."

"Why are you so lazy?" Wenren Meiqiao rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, then washed up, changed her clothes, and left for work. As she left, she reminded Shen Qiang to get up, eat breakfast, and then go over to her place.

Shen Qiang nodded, smiling as he watched her go out the door.

Once the door closed, the smile on Shen Qiang's face vanished instantly. His eyes turned icy, and he directly picked up the phone and dialed.

"Have you figured out what I asked you to look into? Those three Cultivators who died so quickly, what was their actual cause of death? How exactly are they different from those infected patients in the hospital? Tell me the truth. Although I don't believe there's anyone else in this world who can control bacteria the way I can, this matter has indeed left me unable to eat or sleep in peace."