Chapter 7: The Police Beauty Chief

When Yang Chen said he was going to make the evidence of the forced confession public, the bearded cop, who was still somewhat clearheaded, immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Y-you dare! Do you know who you’ve offended? That’s Boss Chen’s son! The people under Boss Chen could wipe out your whole damn family!" the bearded man roared, but the agony in his body meant he couldn’t even get to his feet!

Yang Chen’s expression instantly turned cold. "Boss Chen again... You people really are pathetic. None of you even know that what I hate most is being threatened..." As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward and kicked the bearded man again. That one blow sent the man straight into unconsciousness!

Bang!

Suddenly, the iron door to the interrogation room was shoved open, and a figure darted in quickly!

"Stop right there!"

A clear, stern voice reached his ears. Yang Chen turned around in confusion, and when he saw who had come in, his eyes lit up.

It was a dashing female cop with short hair that fell to her shoulders, almond eyes like autumn pools, a high nose bridge, and full lips touched with a faint pink lipstick. At first glance, her face looked like one of those perfectly polished East Asian or Japanese and Korean stars after cosmetic work, but on closer look, one could feel the sharp, spirited air radiating from her bones. She was several cuts more beautiful than those so-called celebrities, a true police beauty.

Then Yang Chen noticed that the epaulets on her shoulders were set with two four-pointed stars, the mark of a second-rank police inspector.

In an instant, Yang Chen understood that this young, gorgeous, movie-star-like female cop was actually the chief of the West District Police Bureau, a bona fide county-level cadre in the People’s Republic of China!

At that moment, Cai Yan was in a terrible mood. She had just finished a meeting and was still worrying about the bank robbery that had recently happened in the West District when she received a report that a suspect was beating a police officer in her bureau’s interrogation room. That was absolutely a blatant insult to her authority!

"You! Hands behind your head, face the wall! Go stand over there!" Cai Yan pointed at Yang Chen and shouted sharply.

Yang Chen sized her up for a while, privately thinking that uniforms really were a wonderful thing, no wonder so many people he had known in the past liked having their female partners dress in all kinds of uniforms before getting down to business... Hearing the female chief’s order now, he merely smiled and said, "Beautiful Chief, I think you should take a look at this first." With that, he tossed the file in his hand over to the female cop.

Cai Yan was not a reckless person, or she would not have sat in the position of West District police chief at such a young age, no matter how strong her backing was.

So when she saw Yang Chen’s calm, unruffled expression, she felt that something was off. Frowning, she picked up the file and skimmed through it.

Gradually, a layer of frost spread over Cai Yan’s striking, captivating face. After she shot a hard look at the bearded man and the dark-faced cop lying on the floor, she turned back to Yang Chen and said in a cool voice, "What’s your surname, sir?"

"My surname is Yang. My name is Chen."

"I’m Cai Yan, chief of the West District Police Bureau. I apologize to you for my subordinates’ misconduct. But you assaulted law enforcement officers, so you must be detained first. You have the right to remain silent, and you have the right to have a lawyer defend you. If no one posts bail for you, you won’t be released for at least forty-eight hours." After Cai Yan finished speaking, she did not wait for Yang Chen to say anything else. She immediately ordered several officers to carry the two unconscious men out of the room, then looked at Yang Chen with a complicated expression before slamming the iron door shut again!

Yang Chen watched blankly as a crowd came and went, only for him to still be locked inside. He couldn’t help but smile bitterly. A lawyer? Bail? He didn’t even have a cell phone. Who was he supposed to call?

Looks like he’d have to stay in this little room for a full forty-eight hours.

Outside the room, Cai Yan looked at Feng Biao, who had come along and was already drenched in sweat, and said with tightly furrowed brows, "Captain Feng, I’ll report your matter truthfully during the month-end evaluation. You’d better pray for yourself." With that, she left Feng Biao, whose legs were practically giving out, and walked back to her office.

Back in her office, Cai Yan did not stop to rest. She had not been a police officer for many years, but her sharp instincts had helped her crack many major cases. This time, too, she had caught a few traces of something unusual. From this young man named Yang Chen, she had actually sensed an inexplicable pressure, yet that guy was smiling so harmlessly. What exactly was she afraid of?

Cai Yan was proud. She liked the feeling of having everything under control, so she immediately mobilized the resources at hand and started searching for Yang Chen’s file.

Very soon, Yang Chen’s record was pulled up. There was unexpectedly very little information about him. After only a quick glance, Cai Yan realized that there were far too many suspicious things about this file...

"At age five, separated from his parents, taken abroad by human traffickers... adopted by a kind couple... at twenty-three, graduated from Harvard University in the United States with a master’s degree in marketing management, and returned to the country the same year..."

At the very end of this simple, almost crude résumé, there was actually a photo of Yang Chen together with Drew Faust, the female president of Harvard University, taken on campus. Harvard’s iconic red buildings and the eye-catching school emblem stood out in the background. In the photo, Yang Chen wore a scholarly air, smiling brightly alongside Faust.

The photos in the police database certainly weren’t Photoshop, but Cai Yan still felt like she was being played for a fool. Harvard master’s graduate, my ass!

If he really graduated from Harvard, would he be selling lamb skewers in the market?

And what about being adopted by a kind couple? What happened after the adoption?

There were more than ten years missing in the middle, so how did the record jump straight to university graduation?

But very quickly, Cai Yan calmed down. The police bureau’s database naturally wouldn’t be changed arbitrarily. Every person’s record had been entered there by the authorities themselves. Since Yang Chen’s file was obviously full of holes and absurd enough to be laughable, there had to be a reason for its existence.

But why would the higher-ups in the police bureau put such a résumé in there?

Cai Yan quickly thought of two possibilities. First, Yang Chen’s identity was highly special, belonging to a state-secret person, such as an intelligence agent from the Security Bureau. Second, Yang Chen’s identity was also highly special, only he belonged to a special class of people the government did not want others to know about...

Cai Yan quickly ruled out the first possibility. If he were a Security Bureau agent, then the file would have to be detailed to the point of perfection, because that would make it harder for anyone to suspect anything.

So Yang Chen could only be some very special kind of person, so special that the higher-ups did not want to say it outright, and would not go out of their way to shield him either. They had simply left up a hollow shell there as a formality.

There was no denying it: Cai Yan was not only a police officer and a beautiful woman, she was, even more dangerously, a woman full of curiosity!

For a person with that kind of identity, Cai Yan naturally became interested. In almost an instant, in her mind, Yang Chen turned into an all-purpose identity soup of a master thief, an international fugitive, a Golden Triangle drug lord, a mad scientist, and more. One thing was certain, though: Chief Cai had become interested in Yang Chen!

Just as Cai Yan was thinking about how to investigate this suspicious man’s background, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

A young officer with a fair face stepped in wearing a flattering smile. In the minds of the officers, their chief was not only a super-beautiful woman, but also a terror on the level of the Detestable Nun. He reported softly, "Chief, Attorney Zhang from the Eastern City Law Firm is here to bail out the prisoner named Yang Chen."