Rebirth in 1990: Rewrite Your Life 74: Who is " Vegetable Gourd "
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Hu Ruoyun put on his clothes and went to open the door. Just as he pulled the bolt back, the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside. 0
 
Five people surged in, two of them wearing police uniforms and holding rubber batons, while the three behind them wore badges from Jiangbei Postal and Telecommunications School and had red armbands that read "Inspection." One of them was General Qi, that pretty boy! 0
 
In an instant, Hu Ruoyun understood everything. This bastard! No wonder he had been feeling uneasy; it turned out he had been targeted by him. 0
 
He then felt a wave of relief that Mao Na wasn’t staying here. In this day and age, even couples needed to present a marriage certificate to stay together. If Mao Na had been here and they were caught, the consequences would be severe—at best, a fine; at worst, notification to their workplace. If Mao Na hadn’t left tonight, her reputation would have suffered greatly. 0
 
The leader of the group was a hefty man who glared at Hu Ruoyun. "I’m from Garden Road Police Station. Show me your ID!" 0
 
Meanwhile, General Qi and the other two inspectors began searching the room—checking the bathroom, behind the curtains, and under the bed. While General Qi was negotiating with Hu Ruoyun, he rummaged through Hu Ruoyun’s bag. 0
 
Hu Ruoyun remarked, “Brother Qi, what are you looking for in my bag?” 0
 
General Qi shot back arrogantly, “Do I know you well? It’s a routine check!” 0
 
Hu Ruoyun cursed inwardly; let him dig his own grave. 0
 
He knew why they were here. Since there was nothing they wanted to find, he felt unafraid. Noticing that two officers had "FJ" printed before their badge numbers, he became even more certain. “Let me see your police identification!” 0
 
The hefty man hesitated for a moment and pointed to his left chest badge number. “Do you understand? This is my badge number; it’s equivalent to my ID number.” 0
 
Hu Ruoyun remained unfazed. “But you’re an auxiliary officer; can you respond independently? Who sent you here?” 0
 
The hefty man was left speechless. 0
 
Seeing sweat bead on the man's forehead, Hu Ruoyun casually added, “I’ll remember your badge number. Tomorrow I’ll call the Inspector! Oh, and I’ll request to check your station’s response records.” 0
 
The hefty man was dumbfounded! 0
 
How did this guy know so much? 0
 
Who said he was just a newcomer in town? He was the real newcomer! 0
 
The most crucial part was that those who came with him hadn’t found anything! 0
 
The person in charge of the guesthouse was from the logistics department of Jiangbei Postal and Telecommunications School and could be considered half an official. He stepped forward to mediate: “It’s all a misunderstanding… These two are from the school’s inspection team here to assist with work. You know how unruly students can be nowadays; if you don’t manage them, they’ll do anything…” 0
 
Hu Ruoyun didn’t hesitate to retort: “Misunderstanding? Am I a student of your school? I showed my ID when I registered; you wouldn’t have missed that, would you? On what grounds does your inspection team question and search ordinary guests? Who gave you that authority? Are you running Jiangbei Postal and Telecommunications School’s guesthouse or a black market?” 0
 
 
The manager of the guesthouse was at a loss for words. 0
 
These people had arrived with great momentum, but in the end, they left dejectedly, wiping the sweat from their brows. 0
 
Hu Ruoyun grew increasingly furious; that General Qi was truly infuriating. If Mao Na had been living here, everything would have been ruined. 0
 
This bastard needed to be dealt with! 0
 
Unable to contain her anger, she shouted at the retreating figures, "This matter is far from over!" 0
 
 
 
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