Chapter 1233 — A Bad Start
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Whether Wei Zhao would ever come back down after going up this time, Feng Tianlong could not say.
Naturally, Feng Tianlong understood how deep Wei Zhao's feelings for Xiaoxiao ran. If his wife Xiao Chuchu had not given him a daughter in Xiaoxiao all those years ago, he too had once thought of walking hand in hand with Xiao Chuchu into the land of the dead.
Yet for all that Wei Zhao and Xiaoxiao had no child between them, the crux of the matter was that Xiaoxiao was not Wei Zhao's only girlfriend. There was still Tang Zhi to weigh upon his heart. How could he die with Xiaoxiao? Would that not be a betrayal of Tang Zhi?
Could it be ... that Wei Zhao truly held the certainty of victory? Feng Tianlong's gaze sharpened slightly. He knew what Wei Zhao was capable of; beyond all doubt, he could be called the pick of the entire Mysterious Investigation Bureau.
At that thought, hope kindled once more in Feng Tianlong's breast. Let Wei Zhao bring him a miracle.
He dialled Director Xia's number. Feng Tianlong had to report that Wei Zhao had gone up; whether or not he could have stopped it, the higher-ups had to be told what had happened.
"Tianlong?" Director Xia's voice sounded heavy ...
"It's me! Director Xia, what's wrong?" Hearing something amiss in the man's tone, Feng Tianlong's heart clenched and he asked quickly.
"Tianlong, I'm truly sorry. Everyone is against releasing Red Conch's second-in-command. The fallout from this is simply too great! We already notified Interpol that we had Red Conch's second-in-command in custody; if we let him go now, there is no way we can account for it ..." Director Xia said with a measure of helplessness. "I've said my piece, that I would rather resign in disgrace than keep the man locked up — but I am not the only voice in this Bureau. The other people in charge are all opposed."
"I understand your difficulty, sir. It's of no matter." Feng Tianlong had long since guessed the outcome. His private friendship with Director Xia was close, but that did not mean the others felt the same. The remaining principals of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau were all iron-faced and incorruptible; they would never sacrifice the collective interest for some private gain.
Had he learned this before Wei Zhao went up, Feng Tianlong might well have been cast into the depths of despair, for it would have amounted to a death sentence pronounced on Xiaoxiao. But now he had staked his hope on Wei Zhao, and whether Red Conch's second-in-command could be released or not had ceased to concern him.
"Tianlong, don't dwell on it. I'm dispatching a bomb-disposal expert to the scene as fast as he can to assist you ..." Director Xia spoke these words without much conviction. If the deathsworn had laid all his explosives inside his own room, then even the most gifted demolition man in the world would be useless — you could hardly walk into the fellow's flat and defuse them, could you? He would simply detonate them on the spot.
"It's all right, Director Xia. I have one more matter to report to you," Feng Tianlong said.
"Oh? What has happened on your end now?" Director Xia was taken aback.
"Wei Zhao has arrived — and Wei Zhao means to go up alone and face Red Conch's deathsworn," Feng Tianlong said.
"Wei Zhao? What?" Director Xia visibly froze at the name. "You know Wei Zhao?"
Within the Mysterious Investigation Bureau, only a handful of people knew Wei Zhao's true name. He was not on the Bureau's staff at all, but existed as an outside operative, a hired hand beyond the roster. His codename was "Eagle," and everyone else in the Bureau knew him only as "Eagle" — never his real name.
So the moment Feng Tianlong spoke the name Wei Zhao, Director Xia was stunned.