Novel & Cerita Officer Chen

Where have they been all this while? Feng Lei jumps forward to help ChengLi and HenYu who are fighting them, taking my hand fan from the floor I throw it to one of their head to grab their attention and as expected he walks towards me furiously, walking ahead I move my leg up kicking right on the side of his neck making contact on the back as well which makes him to fall on the opposite direction. "The officers are here," HenYu announces when they come rushing in dragging the men laying on the floor with them.

Fearful that the Steward might strike down his prize student in his wrath, Perfected Immortal Qing Chen bellowed, "Yifeng! Stand down!" Xiao Chen glared at Murong Xian'er too, "Get out, Xian'er!" Two sentries appeared to escort them away. Slowly, they walked toward outside, with Murong Xian'er whimpering tearfully, "Please... Don't bully my Big Brother..." Xiao Chen watched them leave. Finally, when they were outside, he turned back to face the front, very much relieved. "I stand here before all of you today, as a man of honor," he declared coolly, "I am not bound by the rules of any school or sect here. But I am no less righteous and honest than anyone here!"

The leader shouted in a low voice. Samuel was a little helpless, but when he looked back, he saw the City Lord looking at him indifferently. Although his eyes were very light, emotionless, and even a little approachable, the ceremonial official next to him still ran down in a few steps and shouted at the leading officer, "What's the matter? What's the matter?" "Haha, Mr. Chen, it's not a big deal. It's just a small matter. I just met a nobody." The leader of the officers smiled honestly.

Once Jessica was convicted, he would compensate her for the loss of her brokerage company. Chen Chen stepped forward and said, "Officer Cao, you said that you couldn't lock her up before. Now the solid evidence has appeared. You haven't locked her up yet. Did you accept Mr. Ferguson's benefit?" Chen Chen glanced at Blake and showed no kindness to him. Lu Weiqi's injury was so serious, but Blake only defended the mute, completely ignoring Lu Weiqi's feelings, which made people feel bitterly disappointed. It was a pity that Lu Weiqi loved him so much.

I waited until the door closed behind her. "What's on the first page," I said. Elias turned the folder so I could see it. The top of the page was a name. Not Marcus's name, not anyone from the Syndicate I had encountered before. A name I recognized from a completely different context, one that reframed the entire architecture of what I thought I was fighting. The name belonged to Chen's direct superior in the police department.

However, the police officers called out two more names: "Sara Jay and Chen Feifei, please come with us." Sara Jay turned deathly pale, while Chen Feifei erupted in fury. "Officer, what exactly did we do?" "You are suspected of damaging another's reputation, spreading rumors, and insulting others online," the officer replied righteously. Chen Feifei pointed a trembling finger at Chloe. "Is it her?" "It is me," Chloe replied with a faint smile.

His hands were clean — he had washed them somewhere before coming back — but there was something in the set of his shoulders that the washing hadn’t addressed. Dave sat beside him. “Which three,” Dave said quietly. Ryan looked at him. “Park, Reyes, and a newer man named Chen,” he said. “Chen had been with us four months.” Dave sat with that. Park and Reyes were names he knew. He had seen them at the perimeter, heard them mentioned in corridor conversations, understood them as people with weight and presence in the machinery of this house. Chen was a name he didn’t know and that not-knowing felt like its own particular heaviness.

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"Leave the operational perimeter to Hammond for the next twelve hours." Dr. Chen remained standing on the opposite side of the bench. He looked at her hand resting on the folder. He looked at her face. "You have a different priority." "I have a thread I haven't pulled." Elara met his eyes. "I am pulling it now." Dr. Chen did not feign ignorance. He reached for the secondary stool, pulling it out with a quiet scrape against the tile. He sat down. He placed his tablet face-down on the metal surface between them, surrendering his usual shield of incoming data.

I kissed his forehead and let him sleep on the bed before walking to the doorway. Abby, Dante’s men, and police officers looked at me as if they had something to say. “What is it?” “Ma'am,” Abby began, causing me to feel nervous at her tone. “You need to see this.” She gestured to the mini table where a police officer was looking at something on the laptop. I strode to him and noticed he was watching a video. “We checked the CCTV to find Chen and we couldn't find him, as if he evaded the cameras.”