Chapter 103: Setting Out for Cloud City

The next day, Long Er drove Lü Chunqiu’s car, taking herself and Mo Fei to the train station. Lü Chunqiu accompanied them as well, seeing them off.

“When you’re out in the world, you must be careful, understand? Things are so chaotic out there—whether you’re a boy or a girl, you need to protect yourself,” Lü Chunqiu reminded them earnestly.

“Alright,” Mo Fei replied, sensing Lü Chunqiu’s separation anxiety. “You’ve been saying these things since yesterday. Aren’t you tired of repeating them?”

“It’s your first time going out to work. I can’t help but worry,” Lü Chunqiu touched her chest. “My heart’s been all over the place. Just send me a message every day when you arrive, okay?”

Mo Fei nodded repeatedly, “I got it, I got it. You really don’t need to worry so much about me.”

“Besides, your behavior has a name—raising a flag. Things are fine until you keep talking, and then maybe something will happen because you said it.”

Lü Chunqiu tapped him twice, “Nonsense, nonsense, don’t jinx it.”

Mo Fei followed her lead and patted his mouth, “Alright, nonsense, nonsense.”

“But speaking of which, we have to go through security at the train station, right?” Mo Fei eyed Long Er suspiciously as she drove. “Are you going to be alright?”

Long Er probably carried plenty of contraband. If she got caught at the station, it would be trouble.

“No need to worry,” Long Er shook her head slightly. “I’m not carrying what you think.”

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows in surprise, “You didn’t bring your tools?”

“It’s not that I didn’t bring them—they’ve already been shipped ahead.”

Mo Fei understood then.

Separate the person and the goods. Send the tools ahead, so when you arrive, you can arm yourself immediately.

Given the country’s level of law enforcement, it would be nearly impossible to bring a pile of crazy contraband onto a train.

Lü Chunqiu watched Long Er and Mo Fei pass through security with their luggage, waving reluctantly. Life would probably feel strange without this troublemaker around.

But after a few days’ rest, she had fallen behind in her work. It was time to get busy again!

Lü Chunqiu was full of motivation; Mo Fei slept as soon as he got on the train.

Long Er took the aisle seat, letting Mo Fei sit by the window next to her.

She looked at her phone and didn’t forget to report their progress to Director Wang.

According to Director Wang’s arrangement, after Mo Fei arrived, he needed to get a taste of and assimilate into the Burmese branch’s environment, where law is treated like filth and money, profit, and power reign supreme.

The younger brother adopted by the police in the script, Wu Miao, would undergo a period of closed training, aiming to portray a police officer playing a criminal convincingly.

Wu Miao needed to show police-like qualities in all the little details.

Mo Fei, on the other hand, was the opposite.

He needed to absorb the aura of a villain.

While Mo Fei was immersed in this, Long Er’s job was to find connections and build relationships.

Director Wang had said that Mo Fei was a bit unpredictable; if necessary, Long Er could drop all other tasks, provided she ensured the actor’s safety.

When the crew was ready, her mission would shift from protecting Mo Fei alone to safeguarding the entire crew.

If not for the intervention of a former big shot, Long Er would never have taken such a tricky assignment.

After messaging her sister, Long Er glanced at Mo Fei.

He was leaning back in his seat, head bowed in sleep, but the pose looked less like sleeping and more like posing for a poster, elegant and poised.

This was clearly at odds with the information Long Er had received.

According to her intel, Mo Fei was supposed to be lively, withdrawn, or something else entirely—but definitely not elegant.

Maybe it was time for her intelligence network to update.

Long Er, expressionless, sent a message to the intelligence network, criticizing their inaccurate reports.

This was a serious matter for people like her—information was half their life.

And she’d paid for it.

Refund, apology!

Soon after their train departed, Officer Tang also dropped off Officer Xiao Xu at the station.

Both officers wore plain clothes, blending in with the regular crowd.

“Due to the special nature of this mission, you’ll have to claim travel expenses afterward,” Officer Tang said, handing his luggage to Officer Xiao Xu and patting his shoulder. “Be extra careful over there. The people on that side know you’re a cop—they might not fear you, might even try to kill you.”

“That ruthless?” Officer Xiao Xu laughed. “It’s fine. There’s always danger on our missions, but the real danger is for the citizens who’ve been abducted.”

Officer Tang shook his head, “That attitude is good, but you also need to be careful yourself.”

“No need to worry about your mother. Your teacher’s wife and I will visit her often.”

Officer Xiao Xu’s expression suddenly turned complicated. “I’d like to thank you, Master, but your words aren’t much luckier than what I said yesterday.”

After what he’d said yesterday, he got punched several times—if he hadn’t still been recovering, it would’ve been more.

Officer Tang raised his fist as if to hit him.

Officer Xiao Xu hurriedly dragged his luggage and turned to leave, “Master, I’m off! Goodbye! See you!”

Watching Officer Xiao Xu dart away, Officer Tang laughed and called out, “Be careful! Watch where you’re going!”

Officer Xiao Xu didn’t look back, just waved his hand to show he’d heard.

Officer Tang breathed out a sigh.

His mood was different from Lü Chunqiu’s.

Mo Fei’s job was simply acting—he might not encounter truly vicious criminals.

But Officer Xiao Xu was a policeman; his task was to hunt down those dangerous offenders.

Officer Tang, already of advanced age, had only one daughter. He loved her dearly but sometimes wondered what it would be like to raise a son.

Officer Xiao Xu was his apprentice, but he felt that if he’d had a son, he’d probably be just like Xiao Xu.

Not to mention Xiao Xu was the child of an old comrade.

Young and promising.

Officer Tang stepped out of the station, lit a cigarette, and said to himself, “Let’s not send anyone back to prison this time.”

Mo Fei and Officer Xiao Xu’s trains were only one departure apart; barring accidents, they would arrive at their destination one after the other, without meeting.

But Mo Fei’s train ran into a slight problem.

There were quite a few middle-aged passengers addicted to smoking, but with smoking banned onboard, they could only rush onto the platform to grab a few quick puffs when the train stopped.

It was inconvenient, but it kept the train’s smoke detectors intact.

If the smoke detector went off, the whole train would slow or even stop.

For the sake of their journey, no one would dare smoke onboard.

Yet sometimes, even the lowest odds occur.

When the smoke detector sounded, Mo Fei was still groggy from his nap, blinking in confusion, “What’s happening?”

Long Er pressed his knee, “Stay seated. I’ll go ask.”