Chapter 4: The Police Flower Captain

Hearing Yang Chen threaten to expose their illicit tactics, the still-conscious bearded officer broke out in a cold sweat.

"You... you dare! Do you know who you've offended? That's Boss Chen's son! Boss Chen's men can wipe out your entire lineage!" the bearded officer roared, but the intense pain kept him from getting up.

Yang Chen's face instantly darkened. "Boss Chen again... You people are truly pathetic, not realizing how much I despise being threatened." With that, he lunged forward and delivered another kick to the bearded officer, causing him to pass out from the pain.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the iron door of the interrogation room was flung open, and a figure dashed in!

"Stop!"

A clear and stern voice echoed through the room. Yang Chen turned around, puzzled, but was pleasantly surprised by what he saw.

A spirited female police officer with shoulder-length short hair stood before him. Her almond-shaped eyes were like clear autumn pools, her nose was high and straight, and her lips were full, painted with a light pink lipstick. Her face, at first glance, looked as perfect as some of the surgically enhanced Korean or Japanese celebrities, but a closer look revealed an inherent heroic spirit that made her far more beautiful than any so-called star—a true beauty in uniform.

Yang Chen then noticed the epaulettes on her shoulders, adorned with two four-pointed stars, indicating the rank of a second-level superintendent.

In an instant, Yang Chen understood that this young, movie-star-like policewoman was actually the captain of the West District Police Station, a genuine senior officer in China!

At this moment, Cai Yan was in a foul mood. She had just finished a meeting, stressed about the recent bank heist in the West District, when she heard reports of a suspect assaulting officers in her own interrogation room. This was a blatant challenge to her authority!

"You! Hands behind your head and stand against the wall!" Cai Yan ordered sharply, pointing at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen took a moment to appraise her, internally acknowledging that uniforms indeed had a certain appeal. No wonder so many people he used to know enjoyed having their female partners wear various uniforms... Hearing the female chief's command, he smiled dismissively. "Beautiful Chief, I think you should take a look at this first." He said, tossing the document in his hand towards her.

Cai Yan was not a reckless person. She wouldn't have risen to the position of West District Police Captain at such a young age, regardless of her strong background, if she were. So when she saw the calm and composed expression on Yang Chen's face, she felt something was off. With a hint of suspicion, she grabbed the document and skimmed through it.

Gradually, Cai Yan's heroic and enchanting face turned icy. She cast a cold glance at the bearded officer and the dark-skinned policeman lying on the ground before turning her frigid gaze back to Yang Chen. "What is your name, sir?"

"My surname is Yang, given name Chen," he replied.

"I am Cai Yan, the captain of the West District Police Station. I apologize for the misconduct of my subordinates. However, you assaulted law enforcement officers, and we must detain you. You have the right to remain silent and the right to an attorney. If no one posts bail for you, you will be held for at least forty-eight hours before you can be released." With that, Cai Yan swiftly directed a few officers to carry out the two unconscious men from the room. She then cast a complicated glance at Yang Chen and firmly shut the iron door behind her.

Yang Chen watched in mute astonishment as the officers came and went, leaving him still locked inside. He couldn't help but chuckle bitterly. Get a lawyer? Get bailed out? He didn't even have a phone. Who could he call? It seemed he would have to spend the full forty-eight hours in this small room.

Outside the room, Cai Yan glanced at the perspiring Captain Feng Biao, frowning. "Captain Feng, your actions will be truthfully reported in the end-of-month review. You'd better prepare yourself." With that, she left Feng Biao, who was now weak-kneed, and returned to her office.

Back in her office, Cai Yan didn't take a break. Despite having only been a police officer for a few years, her keen instincts had led her to solve many major cases. This time, she sensed something unusual about the young man named Yang Chen. There was an inexplicable sense of pressure emanating from him, even though he seemed so harmless and amiable. What exactly was she afraid of?

Cai Yan was a proud woman. She enjoyed the feeling of having everything under control. So, she immediately began to use her resources to search for information on Yang Chen.

Yang Chen's background was quickly retrieved by Cai Yan, and the sparse information surprised her. A cursory glance revealed that his resume was full of peculiarities.

"Age five, lost contact with parents, taken abroad by human traffickers... Adopted by a kind-hearted couple... Age twenty-three, graduated with a master's degree in market management from Harvard University, returned to the country the same year..."

At the end of this overly simplistic and crude resume, there was indeed a photo of Yang Chen with Harvard University's President, Drew Faust, taken on campus. The iconic red buildings and the prominent school emblem were unmistakable. In the photo, Yang Chen had an academic air, smiling brightly alongside Faust.

The police database's photos were definitely not photoshopped, yet Cai Yan felt as if she was being played. Harvard University graduate? If he really was a Harvard graduate, would he be selling lamb skewers at a market? Furthermore, the narrative of being adopted by a kind couple skipped over more than a decade of his life, jumping directly to his university graduation.

However, Cai Yan soon calmed down. The police database was not something anyone could tamper with. Each person's profile was input by the authorities themselves. Yang Chen's profile, despite its glaring inconsistencies and laughable nature, existed for a reason. But why would the police higher-ups insert such a flawed resume into the system?

Contemplating this, Cai Yan realized there was more to Yang Chen than met the eye. The profile might have been intentionally crafted to obfuscate his real history, suggesting he was under some form of protection or surveillance from higher authorities. This made her more determined to get to the bottom of who Yang Chen really was.

Cai Yan quickly considered two possibilities: First, Yang Chen's identity was highly unusual, belonging to classified personnel such as a special agent of the National Security Bureau; second, Yang Chen's identity was equally special, but he was a figure the state preferred to keep secret for other reasons.

Cai Yan soon ruled out the first possibility. If Yang Chen were a special agent of the National Security Bureau, his records should be meticulously detailed to avoid any suspicion. Thus, Yang Chen could only be someone so unique that the higher-ups did not want to disclose his identity, nor would they go out of their way to cover for him, leaving him as an empty figurehead.

It was undeniable that Cai Yan was not just a police officer and a beautiful woman, but also, crucially, a woman brimming with curiosity. Naturally, Cai Yan became intrigued by such a mysterious figure. Almost instantly, in her mind, Yang Chen transformed into various personas: a notorious thief, an international fugitive, a Golden Triangle drug lord, a mad scientist—one thing was certain, Director Cai was interested in Yang Chen!

Just as Cai Yan was contemplating how to investigate this suspicious individual's background, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A young police officer with a fair face and a sycophantic smile entered. To the officers, their director was not only a super beauty but also a formidable figure. He reported in a low voice, "Director, Attorney Zhang from the East City law firm is here to bail out the prisoner named Yang Chen."