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"Alright, let's not discuss this matter any further. I have already issued an order that all tourists in Nanhua City must present valid identification to check into hotels. Surveillance will also be tightened to prevent any illegal outsiders from causing trouble again."
Fu Meng smiled lightly and nodded, pulling out a cigarette and offering one to Mo Ming. After lighting his own cigarette with a lighter, he tossed the lighter to Mo Ming, who caught it and lit his cigarette with a casual flair.
Mo Ming took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke with a look of enjoyment. He pinched the cigarette butt between his fingers and revealed a hint of a bitter smile. "Heh, it's been a while since I've tasted a cigarette. Women really love to control things; even when I smoke, Qianqian says it affects my genes and wants me to quit. Now, I can only sneak a smoke."
"Cigarettes and women are both favorites of men; we can't do without either. Back in the day, Yun'er's mother was also quite controlling. Once I asserted my authority, she stopped bothering me," Fu Meng laughed heartily and said, "Men should be assertive; that's just how it is."
"Uncle, I've learned a lot tonight!" Mo Ming replied with a faint smile.
Fu Meng waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's get down to business. What do you need from me?"
"Actually, a few days ago, I was detained by the police due to a murder case. While I was locked up in a cell, I met someone extraordinary known as 'The Seer.' I think you might know his name, Uncle," Mo Ming said before taking another puff of his cigarette.
"The Seer?" Fu Meng thought for a moment and suddenly recalled, "Oh, I remember now. A few years back, there was a hacker who stole important secrets from various organizations to sell to others. That person was called The Seer. The higher-ups emphasized that we should be cautious of him, but after that, there were no updates about him."
"Yes, that's the guy! I initially thought he had been killed by enemies, but unexpectedly ran into him in prison," Mo Ming still felt incredibly lucky; he had been searching for The Seer for quite some time without success.
Who would have thought that after giving up on the search for so long, he would find him in such an unlikely place? Perhaps this is what they call serendipity—when you stop trying so hard for something, it unexpectedly comes to you.
"You mean The Seer is in the Nanhua City jail? When did this happen? How come I had no idea?" Fu Meng's eyes widened in shock; he hadn't realized that someone they were warned about was right under their noses.
Mo Ming shook his head with a wry smile. "It's been several years now. He’s very good at disguising himself or perhaps we misunderstood him. He looks unremarkable and works as a petty thief; everyone thinks he only steals like a pickpocket. In reality, besides that skill, he also uses hacking techniques to steal information."
"Oh, what a coincidence that you stumbled upon him like this! Mo Ming, I must say your luck is incredible," Fu Meng nodded in understanding before taking a deep drag of his cigarette and frowning slightly. "Do you want me to get him out?"
Mo Ming also took a puff of smoke and exhaled deeply to cover his awkward expression. "Yes, he has access to many important pieces of information. We have a deal; if I can get him out, he'll provide me with the information."
"That might be quite difficult; after all, rescuing an inmate is illegal. If the higher-ups find out, my position as mayor would definitely be at risk," Fu Meng said with an expression of concern on his face. "What crime did he commit?"
"Actually, it's not much of a crime; he just offended the wrong person... He flirted with Qianqian when he arrived at the airport and then got beaten up by Lord Qian before being sent to prison."
Mo Ming felt a surge of anger at the thought of Demon Eye teasing Jun Qianqian. If it weren't for Demon Eye being a talented individual and not having done anything truly harmful to Jun Qianqian, he would have beaten him up badly.
“Haha... You dare to offend Qianqian? The fact that he wasn't killed by you means he must have some important role. Now that you've mentioned it, this shouldn't be too difficult. I can find a way to get him out,” Fu Meng said slowly while taking a drag from his cigarette, contemplating for a moment before continuing, “Let's do it tomorrow. Which prison?”
“Don't you want to ask what my purpose is?”
Mo Ming was surprised that Fu Meng agreed without asking for details. Although Fu Meng had a bit of a rogue vibe, he was still a mayor with a sense of justice. It was unexpected for him to casually agree to help rescue a prisoner.
“No need to ask. Your father is a pillar of the nation, and you once fought for the country's honor as part of the Special Forces, earning quite a few military achievements that overshadow many veteran Special Forces members. Someone like you wouldn't do anything detrimental to the country. I have no reason to worry about your intentions in rescuing that person; I know it won't harm national interests, and that's enough for me,” Fu Meng said nonchalantly.
“Uncle, thank you for your trust. I can assure you that what I'm doing now is not only driven by personal hatred but also to help the country eliminate a malignant tumor!” Mo Ming said earnestly, feeling quite moved.
“Good, with your word, I know I made the right choice in trusting you,” Fu Meng replied as he extinguished his cigarette and stood up. “It's getting late; I'm feeling a bit tired. I'll head back to my room now. Tomorrow, I'll go with you.”
“Alright.” Mo Ming also stood up and watched Fu Meng head upstairs. After sitting on the sofa for a while and turning off the lights downstairs, he made his way upstairs and returned to Lin Yuan'er’s room. He quietly brushed his teeth in the bathroom before slowly lying down on the bed.
“Brother Mo,” Lin Yuan'er said as she turned onto her side, her beautiful eyes looking at Mo Ming while her finger gently traced his face and finally rested on his lips.
“Uh, did I wake you?” Mo Ming asked with a wry smile.
“Actually, I wasn't sleeping well. I woke up when you came in. Did you finish talking with Uncle?” Lin Yuan'er sweetly asked.
“Yeah, we finished,” Mo Ming replied as he also turned onto his side, gazing intently at Lin Yuan'er with a faint smile. “Yuan, I've just realized how beautiful you are now, especially those playful lips.”
“Mm.” Lin Yuan'er responded softly.
Mo Ming grinned mischievously and immediately pulled the blanket over both their heads. “Hehe, how about I get a little affectionate before going to sleep? Just a kiss!”
“Mm, no!”
“You don't get a say in this!”
"Um..."
...
The next day, after Mo Ming and Lin Yuan'er got up, they cuddled together for a while before Lian Lian reluctantly got out of bed. After washing up, Mo Ming and Lin Yuan'er went downstairs together.
At that moment, Fu Meng, Fu Qingyun, and Fuxi had not yet woken up. Seizing the rare morning opportunity, Lin Yuan'er volunteered to make breakfast, wanting to let Mo Ming taste her recent cooking skills.
Recalling the last time Lin Yuan'er cooked, Mo Ming felt a bit apprehensive. However, he didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm for cooking, so he agreed and helped her out.
The two of them worked together for an hour and finally finished making pasta, which they placed on the table. Looking at the nicely presented dish, Lin Yuan'er proudly asked, "Brother Mo, how is it? Has my cooking improved?"
"Don't rush; let me taste it first," Mo Ming replied as he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. After chewing for a moment, he realized it tasted quite good. His eyes lit up as he gave a thumbs-up and praised, "Delicious! Yuan'er, your cooking has indeed improved."
This praise was not unfounded; initially, Mo Ming planned to do more of the work, but in the end, most of the cooking was done by Lin Yuan'er, with Mo Ming's help being minimal.
"Hehe, that's right! While you were away, I learned from Fuxi for a long time. If it didn't taste good, I wouldn't dare to cook for you," Lin Yuan'er said happily upon hearing Mo Ming's compliment.
"Oh, Yuan'er is cooking again! I arrived just in time; I'm starving!" Fu Meng smiled as he came down from upstairs. Upon smelling the fragrant pasta, his stomach growled. He had eaten Lin Yuan'er's pasta before and knew how good it was.
"Uncle, I've prepared your portion too; I'll go get it," Lin Yuan'er said with a smile as she turned to the kitchen to fetch another plate of pasta.
Fu Meng nodded and joked, "Well, Mo Ming, you're quite lucky! Yuan'er used to be reluctant to cook; this time she learned for a long time just to win over your stomach."
As he enjoyed the pasta, Mo Ming chuckled and said, "Hehe, I feel lucky too. This pasta is delicious! From now on, if I want pasta, I won't need to go out; I'll just ask our Chef Lin!"
"Uncle, just eat your food and stop teasing Yuan'er!" Lin Yuan'er said shyly.
"Haha, alright! I'll eat," Fu Meng laughed a few times before lowering his head to enjoy the pasta.
After finishing their meal, Fu Meng turned to Mo Ming and said, "Alright, Mo Ming, let's head to the prison now. Once we sort out your matters there, I have other official business to attend to."
Mo Ming nodded and said to Lin Yuan'er, "Yuan, I have something to take care of today, so I won't be able to drive you to the office. You can drive yourself, and I'll pick you up in the afternoon."
"I understand, Brother Mo. Just be careful with everything," Lin Yuan'er replied obediently, knowing that Mo Ming had a mission he needed to complete.
At that moment, Tian Meng walked in from outside and greeted Mo Ming. He respectfully said to Fu Meng, "Mayor, the car is ready. Shall we head to the mayor's office first?"
"Mo Ming, you didn't tell me which prison last night," Fu Meng said as he looked at Mo Ming.
Mo Ming scratched his head awkwardly and replied, "The Criminal Police Headquarters prison."
"Mayor, should we go to the Criminal Police Headquarters first?" Tian Meng asked.
"Yes, let's go to the Criminal Police Headquarters first. I need to help Mo Ming with something. Once that's taken care of, we can proceed with yesterday's schedule," Fu Meng nodded.
"Alright, let's go now to avoid getting stuck in rush hour traffic later," Tian Meng said as he turned and walked out the door, with Mo Ming and Tian Meng following him.
The car slowly drove out of the courtyard and headed off.
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