TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"When I got out of work today, I saw a girl standing there in the cold. My first reaction was to go help her, and so I gave her my coat and wrapped my arms around her. I couldn't change her life, but at least I was able to give her some warmth…" The man stared at his hands and said earnestly, with eyes as pure as a spring in the mountains.

　　"After that, I was worried about her going home alone, so I offered to see her home. When I arrived, I saw how poorly decorated the place was. Officer, there wasn't even a usable chair in the room! So I put three hundred yuan on her table…" The man sighed and raised his head, pausing his story briefly.

　　Across the metal table sat a woman in a navy and black uniform. She seemed to be repressing her laughter as she stopped writing on her notebook and looked back at the man.

　　"Very moving. I'd almost believe you if it wasn't for the fact that you had your pants off when we came in. Alright, so what is it going to be, are you going to call your supervisor at work, or your family?" The police officer adjusted her hat and continued to write on her notebook.

　　"Officer, you have to believe me. I was about to leave when you arrived…"

　　"Alright. Let me tell you something. Your stories don't even match." Another officer who happened to pa.s.s by remarked.

　　"What… what did she say?" The man asked.

　　"She said that she was a saleswoman for condoms and was just about to perform a product demonstration." The officer glanced at another compartment in the office.

　　The man looked down in frustration. As he was about to devise another explanation, a pair of well-polished leather shoes appeared. He raised his head and saw a man with a stern expression.

　　"Are you An Xing?" The newcomer said frigidly.

　　"Yes…" The man answered in a low voice. Although the man did not wear a police uniform, he possessed such an authoritative air that he did not dare affront him.

　　"I'm sorry, you are…" The female officer stood up from her seat.

　　The man did not answer back. Instead, he scrutinized An Xing with interest as he handed over a small booklet and a pile of paper to the officer.

　　"National Security? Yun Yiyuan?" The police officer was baffled by the golden badge that was shown on the first page of the little booklet that she opened.

　　"The files should speak for themselves. I thought about inviting you to a.s.sist me in his arrest, but you've been faster than expected." Yu Yiyuan with a severe countenance.

　　"You're here for him?" The police officer went through the files, each of which were stamped and signed by every superior she could think of.

　　"You have five minutes to verify this. You should know how to do it." Yun Yiyuan looked at his watch impatiently.

　　"Please wait a moment…" The female officer signaled her colleague and dashed toward the interior of the office building.

　　Catching on the signal, her colleague came forth to attend to Yun Yiyuan, and naturally placed himself between An Xing and Yu Yiyuan to prevent any kind of incident.