On the other side of the night, Wei Yanwu was speaking with Ch'en in a peculiar posture.
"Oh, is this all the information you know at the moment? Fine then, I have already understood the specific situation. For what to do specifically later, you can make your own decision first."
Wei Yanwu was just about to hang up the phone, but Ch'en on the other end spoke again.
"Wait a moment, there is one more thing I cannot confirm the authenticity of."
When he heard that even Ch'en said she couldn't confirm it, Wei Yanwu's hand, which was intending to hang up the phone, paused very obviously, and he just very calmly uttered two words.
"Speak."
He also very much wanted to know what kind of matter this person he raised could possibly tell him about under the circumstance that she was not sure.
"I suspect that Jeanne's status in Laterano might be very high."
Ch'en at this moment recalled that Exusiai who was almost fanatical towards Jeanne; she had also dealt with the other party quite a few times in these past few years. And that kind of expression when looking at Jeanne had only appeared on Exusiai's face in the only time she mentioned something regarding Laterano religion, and it was very similar. Plus, according to what Jeanne said, she was clearly a country girl who had been living in Ursus all along; why would she get involved with Laterano?
There were many places where questions could be raised, but in the end, it was because of one reason—that was her intuition as a police officer. No matter what, she had worked in the Lungmen Guard Department (LGD) for a few years, and the cases she had solved were no longer a small number, so the intuition developed from this was naturally very sharp. Sometimes, this kind of intuition could be even more accurate than evidence; it was also her thought process for solving cases when investigating some mystery cases. And now, the thing her intuition was telling her could no longer be called a small matter. Matters at this level were better left to professionals to handle.
"Is that so? Then I will pay attention to this matter. Do not investigate this yourself for the time being. Before I give you notification, do not get involved in this matter."
At this moment, Wei Yanwu did not express doubt about what Ch'en said; instead, he used a tone close to an order to demand that Ch'en not interfere in this matter. He was very clear about one point: this matter no longer belonged to Ch'en's scope of management. At her current level, she did not have the authority to access this kind of matter.
After hanging up the phone, Wei Yanwu looked at the durian shells underneath his knees. At this moment, his face was filled with a helpless expression. Actually, according to his original thought, he should have let Ch'en come home to report this matter. But looking at how miserable he was right now, being punished, it truly lacked the dignity of a city leader.
Fumizuki on the side was watching TV while knitting a sweater, and by the way, monitoring to see if he was slacking off. She also knew that this kind of punishment could not damage Wei Yanwu's knees at all; his body, having gone through various wars and special training, was naturally not that fragile. He could even rely on clever force to make himself hover above the durian shells, to the point where she couldn't discover it.
"Madam, your anger should be almost gone, right? Can I get up now? There is a matter here that needs me to concentrate my energy to work."
At this moment, Wei Yanwu was full of smiles, looking towards Fumizuki aside. He knew that as long as a matter appeared that needed him to come forward, it meant this punishment would temporarily turn the page. Just as he thought, after Fumizuki rolled her eyes at him, she nodded and agreed to Wei Yanwu's words, tacitly accepting that he could get up.
And just as Wei Yanwu was showing a joyful expression and hurriedly rising, Wei Yanwu put on a bitter face because of the next sentence Fumizuki said.
"Although the punishment is temporarily over, the punishment hasn't ended yet! This pile of durians I bought, you finish them all before they go bad! Not one is allowed to be wasted!"
Looking at these two large bags of large durians beside him, Wei Yanwu, who originally had no interest in this thing, now showed a bitter expression. If he ate them all, it meant that for the next two weeks, the only fruit he could choose was this one. Thinking of such days, Wei Yanwu felt that maybe it was better for him to continue kneeling. At the very least, his mouth and belly wouldn't have to suffer anymore.
"What, you don't like eating them? Or else you can choose pineapples. Old Sun's fruit shop still has a batch of slow-selling pineapples that can't be sold; or else I'll go over and swap them now. I roughly calculated, 18 kilograms of pineapple a day is enough."
"It's no trouble, Madam. I feel that durian is a good fruit; being able to eat it is my fortune in three lifetimes. It's no trouble, Madam."
18 kilograms of pineapple! That could make him, Wei Yanwu, eat his way to diabetes! Whose brilliant idea was it to eat 18 kilograms of pineapple a day? I will make the Black Raincoat hang him on a lamppost in Lungmen!
However, after rising, Wei Yanwu did not say anything else. He sat beside Fumizuki with a solemn expression, seriously thinking about something, with no intention of paying attention to Fumizuki aside at all. And Fumizuki, who was knitting a sweater, seeing her husband showing a contemplative expression, naturally knew that this kind of little joke between husband and wife should stop here. She just silently turned off the TV that might disturb the other party, and she also lightened her movements, afraid to disturb Wei Yanwu and cause his train of thought to break at this moment.
This Madam Fumizuki, who could be called Wei Yanwu's virtuous helpmate, naturally knew what she should do at what time and would not hinder her husband's thinking because of some small matters.
And at this time, Wei Yanwu sometimes sat on the sofa thinking deeply, sometimes stood up pacing back and forth, and finally used the computer to check for news, as if he had discovered something incredible.
"If all of this is the same as what I am guessing right now, then I really underestimated her."
After a long silence, Wei Yanwu sitting in the chair let out a sigh. The expression on his face was mixed with sudden realization and shock.
Seeing Wei Yanwu's expression of high importance, Fumizuki also felt something was not quite right. Could it be that this matter did not have a precise conclusion yet, and there is still some problem with this Jeanne?
"If you have any thoughts, just say them out; perhaps I can still help you come up with ideas? Discussing it together is always more useful than you sitting here alone racking your brain, right?"
Seeing Wei Yanwu falling into contemplation because of this matter, Fumizuki also intended for him to tell her the specific situation. Because the habits of the two of them in handling matters were different, some matters he felt were thorny were not much to her.
And Wei Yanwu expressed agreement, letting Madam sit closer; it was better for her to personally take a look at some intelligence. The intelligence in front of Wei Yanwu was exactly some important affairs that had occurred within Ursus and Laterano in recent times, among which the intelligence regarding the border confrontation was marked with a note by him.
"Madam, you should know about the border confrontation between the two, right?"
"Of course, wasn't the meeting and negotiation between the two before because of this matter?"
For such a matter that even the owner of a roadside snack shop knew about, how could Fumizuki not know? But what was the reason for suddenly bringing this up?
"I only discovered it now; this route is the closest route to march into the snowfields! And Talulah and Jeanne were there at that time!"
The Wei Yanwu from before would not associate this confrontation with the snowfields. After all, what value was there in that place where not even birds go that would make Laterano dispatch so many soldiers to start a war? Could it be that the Pope went crazy and didn't mind breaking out in war just because he wanted to watch the snow scenery? Wasn't that a bit too absurd?
However, when he linked all of this together now, then everything made much more sense. Plus, the time period when Talulah and her appeared in Chernobog wasn't that also the time of negotiations?
"It is indeed like that... looking at it this way, the relationship between her and Laterano is not that simple. Fortunately, not many people know about this matter."
That Jeanne had a high status in Laterano was not a problem; after all, there was no conflict between Lungmen and Laterano. But what truly made him worried was her safety issue. If the other party truly had an accident in Lungmen, that was very likely to cause cracks in the relationship between the two countries... At that time, no matter what, Wei Yanwu would be branded with the reputation of improper management; that group of people who had been watching him would not let go of this good opportunity to attack him...
"Why not send someone to secretly protect her safety? But you still need to pay attention to the degree of guard and monitoring."
Hearing Wen Yue's words, Wei Yanwu nodded in agreement. But who specifically to send was another problem.