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"The Green Mist Legion from District 10?"

Light rain drizzled down, and the troops outside patrolled and searched in the rain, the soles of their distinctive military boots making heavy sounds on the cobblestone floor.

In the civilian area that had already been searched, several people didn't turn on any lights, only holding a candle to illuminate the map on the table.

"Could it be to meet up with them?"

The person in charge of the stronghold frowned and said, "According to the spy we have in the military district, the backyard defense of Five-star Hotel will be relaxed tonight at ten, seemingly because someone is going inside, but the soldiers don't know much more than that."

The adjutant raised an eyebrow, "Is he in the Five-star Hotel now?"

"Not inside." The person in charge shook his head, "He's just responsible for the hotel's exterior defense and happens to be in the patrol unit at the back. However, if we want to rescue 'Yao', he should be of some use."

"Let's hold off for now," the adjutant mused.

The person in charge had no objections.

Although he indeed intended to rescue that senior agent, compared to the whole organization's grand scheme, this issue seemed trivial.

After the adjutant had thought the matter through, he narrowed his eyes and said, "The Green Mist Legion probably isn't here to attack District 13. After all, the special envoy from District 10 had secretly communicated with the Capital Commandant, and they likely have other plans."

"Could it be a move to overthrow the Parliament?" someone suggested.

After all, the Parliament of District 13 had always been at odds with the military district. While the military district controlled the armed forces, the Parliament was in charge of finances and policy enforcement. Tactics like the social season and foreign trade monopolies were all initiated by the Parliament.

It wasn't without reason that District 10, long suffering from such predatory policies, would cooperate with the military district, which had been critical of the Parliament's mode of operation.

"There is that possibility, but it's not the whole story."

The adjutant's expression grew stern, "Because if that were the case, the person she should be looking for would be the Great General."

Not the Capital Commandant.

Above the Commandant Mansion stood the General's Mansion.

The people in the room exchanged knowing glances and quickly grasped the crux of the matter — what benefit would overthrowing the Parliament bring to the military district of District 13? Take control of the economic lifeline?

This hardly seemed like enough of a bargaining chip!

After all, to ensure security, District 13, situated on the border, would absolutely not cut the necessary expenses of the military district. The Parliament would not make the foolish move of suppressing them, at most just hindering one another.

Moreover, according to their intelligence, the General's Mansion had not had such tense relations with the Parliament anymore, with no disputes for a long time.

So, this was another internal war, and they, as a third party, had just stumbled upon this perfect opportunity!

The person in charge of the stronghold grew more excited the more he thought about it, but when he looked at his adjutant, he saw his brows were still deeply furrowed.

"Is there something we've overlooked?" the person in charge asked.

"I just feel uneasy about the corps moving out at this time," the adjutant said in a low voice looking at the map, "The Green Mist Legion has been able to station two hundred li away from the city primarily because of their strong stealth and concealment abilities."

"Our movements would indeed attract a lot of attention..." the corner of the person in charge's mouth twitched.

"Send someone to get a message out, and have preparations in the city ready. If the corps plans to move out, they must stay at least five hundred li away from both the Green Mist Legion and the city."

"That far? If an emergency occurs at that point, they might not make it in time."

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The adjutant affirmed, "Because the Capital Commandant knows, I saw him interacting alone with the special envoy from District 10!"

He certainly did not want his main forces to be ambushed by both parties before even entering the city.

If they had to die, it would be within the city walls.

...

...

Half an hour remained before ten o'clock at night.

In the interrogation room, the young man who had previously failed to grab a weapon and instead was beaten, endured another round of assault.

Facing the strong and sturdy young man, Doctor Kong's compassion clearly did not overflow as much as it did with the elderly, at most giving an occasional pained look.

After a long while, he shook his head and said, "Capital Commandant, I think he has no connection to this incident. He's just a typical hot-headed youth who takes advantage of his status to act recklessly. There's no need to treat him this way."

"Of course I know," Capital Commandant replied indifferently, "But he should learn this lesson. Throw him out."

After speaking, Capital Commandant waved his hand at a soldier standing by.

This 'throw him out' meant not just from the lobby being used as the interrogation room, but directly out of the Five-star Hotel; and the lesson was probably not just for this youngster who dared to attack a military soldier.

Moreover, it served as a warning to others. When people in the hall saw the blood-covered nephew of a Parliament member being carried out with his left leg abnormally bent and unconscious, they all inhaled sharply, feeling a chill all over.

The other group of guests, who had sustained minor injuries and were separated, were even more frightened and anxious, not knowing if they would be treated the same way.

Just to search for a spy, had the Capital Commandant lost his mind?!

In the interrogation room, the remaining three people had different expressions, all filled with tension and wariness.

Aside from the famous figure in the calligraphy and painting world who had caused a trampling injury, Manager Zhang, who had been shot, was being tenderly supported by his unscathed female companion, and Capital Commandant hadn't stopped the latter from entering with him.

The girl known as Miss Merlin seemed to be frightened; at this moment, with her brows furrowed in concern, she snuggled into her man's embrace, watching the bloodied man being carried out, her own complexion growing considerably paler.

During the interrogation just now, Capital Commandant did not avoid involving them, the implication was clear.

Now, after closing the door, the impassive Capital Commandant turned his gaze on them.

"Come and sit over here," Capital Commandant pointed to the blood-stained chair.

"..." Manager Zhang.

This guy's mind must be abnormal, right?! Even suspects would naturally reject and be repulsed by such action!

But if he didn't cooperate, he probably expected to be met with a beating as well.

Thus, due to excessive blood loss, Manager Zhang, looking haggard, disregarded his female companion's restraining and worried movements, gave her a comforting look, and after a half-second of tender affection, gritted his teeth and sat down.

Soon, he was restrained by two soldiers behind him, who pressed down on his shoulders and shackled his hands behind his back with leg cuffs.

"I heard that after the power outage, you were accidentally shot in the shoulder by a weapon that discharged?" Capital Commandant asked indifferently.

"Yes, it was too chaotic at the time. I was trying to move to a corner to avoid any conflict, but suddenly there was a gunshot near the door. By the time I came to my senses, my arm was in pain," Manager Zhang said calmly.

"Where were you?" Capital Commandant looked at the lady standing by the side and asked succinctly.

The lady paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "At that time, the scene was too chaotic. I was pushed around and separated from my dear. I stayed in the relatively less crowded left side of the hall, heard the gunshot near the entrance and did not dare to move until the hotel's power was restored."

Capital Commandant stared at her intently, "So after the blackout, the two of you were separated?"

Seemingly frightened, the lady nodded, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and looked at the Capital Commandant with a beautiful, tearful, and pitiful face.

However, even as Capital Commandant stared at her, his face remained impassive.

"Manager Zhang, may I take a look at your wound?" At this moment, Xu Shuo suddenly stepped forward and said.

Manager Zhang glanced at the man with the gentle and scholarly appearance. They knew he was a physician from the way he had treated an elderly person's wounds earlier on.

A professional physician checking the wound was not a problem.

Therefore, Manager Zhang nodded slightly, "Of course, Mr. Kong, please have a look."

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