The guards didn’t care about any of that—they charged straight at Qin Feng, until their commander, in a voice filled with sheer panic, shouted, “Stop! Stop!” The leading guards were almost touching Qin Feng’s shoulders. If he hadn’t stopped in time, he’d have taken a powerful overhead slam that would have left him bedridden for two months. The guards stared at their commander in utter amazement, while he clutched a document in both hands, trembling as he unfolded it. The document read: He Muqing, Major, assigned to the Ministry of National Defense’s Direct-Subordinate Special Forces Unit, serving as a tactical medical instructor. In the lower right corner, a small inscription read: “With my vigorous body, I will eliminate all enemies.” Directly under the Ministry of National Defense, the Special Forces Unit is one of the elite units within the internal security forces, specifically tasked with protecting the country's top political leaders. It also carries out counter-terrorism and clearance operations and reports directly to both the State Council and the Central Military Commission. Internal security officers are individuals with dual identities—they are both military personnel and police officers. In addition to their military officer's ID, they hold police officer's credentials. Their logistical support falls under the jurisdiction of the Armed Police Headquarters, yet the Armed Police Headquarters has no authority over their operational leadership. "Major He Muqing..." Chen Jinzhong greeted the woman with a trembling voice. Only now did he remember to make the greeting—slightly late. Shu Yajing, observing the black ID card from a distance, was also startled. That's why the woman always carried herself so formally—when city officials with real power saw her, they too treated her with great respect. She was, in fact, an internal security officer! Major He lifted her nose slightly, exclaiming, "Commissioner Chen, you're still clinging to your own official demeanor." A major rank, a full division-level officer—quite a position of authority. Since Chen Jinzhong could serve as Political Commissar, it showed he was someone who understood the timing and circumstances. After a brief moment of surprise, he regained his composure. What could the Internal Security Force possibly have done, especially a mere lieutenant colonel, to interfere in the affairs of local military units? His expression grew stern as he said, "He Xia, what would you like to do about this matter?" He Ma Qingyu anticipated his thoughts and replied, "I will handle the officers who have violated regulations seriously, particularly the key individuals—unless the penalties are severe, the military discipline will not be upheld. As for Qin Feng, I will give him a reprimand and conduct a conversation with him." While imposing strict penalties, she also offered criticism and guidance—such a stance could hardly be seen as fully aligned with Qin Feng's interests, even Qin Feng himself would find it hard to believe. "Hahahaha!" Chen Jinzhong laughed, saying, "He Xia truly is fair. But what if I disagree with your proposal?" Chen Jinzhong had finally helped his son secure the position of deputy director, and had tirelessly paved the way for his future advancement. How could he possibly impose a severe penalty on Chen Sicheng for such a minor matter—effectively cutting off his son’s path to further promotion? Heaved a shoulder, He Muqing’s phone just rang. Without saying much, she handed the phone to Chen Jinzhong, “It’s from the Ministry of National Defense.” Only then did Chen Jinzhong notice the miniature camera on He Muqing’s shoulder—a device he was familiar with, known as a miniature synchronized transmitter. Thus, everything that had just unfolded had been clearly transmitted in real time to the Ministry of National Defense’s headquarters. Indeed, a group of senior leaders had watched a vivid live broadcast, thanks to modern technological tools. Chen Jinzhong quietly cursed his own oversight—his internal security forces were always renowned for their well-equipped, advanced facilities, yet he had never thought to include this detail. He hesitated slightly as he took the phone, and as soon as he placed it to his ear, a deep, resonant voice came through: “Comrade Chen Jinzhong, I am Ma Yunshan, Minister of National Defense. I am formally notifying you that you have been temporarily placed on leave and will undergo an investigation. Should no issues be found during the review, you will be restored to your original position.” Chen Jinzhong stood stunned. He simply couldn’t comprehend how such a minor matter had prompted the highest-ranking official at the Ministry of National Defense. Who exactly was this young lieutenant, He Muqing, and what kind of influence did she wield? He knew well that most individuals subjected to investigation rarely fared well—these days, who could truly claim innocence? Once the scrutiny truly began, the consequences were often devastating. The young woman swiftly snatched the phone back from his hands and said coldly, “Stop standing there. Before the official review order arrives, don’t you feel it’s time to do something—anything—to salvage your reputation?” Chen Jinzhong hurriedly nodded and issued the order: "Seize Chen Sicheng and these bold special forces troops—everyone! And also capture Wu Tianyu, that incessant troublemaker, and send them all to the military tribunal!" Chen Sicheng had clearly observed the struggle between his father and He Muqing, and he now realized that this time he had truly stumbled. Wu Tianyu, however, couldn't understand it—though his uncle had clearly been in the stronger position, why had the other side ultimately prevailed? The guards didn't care about all the details; they simply carried out the orders given by their superiors. The beautiful officer patted Qin Feng, who was still holding up his finger and pointing at the Li-major's head, and spoke in a rather impatient tone: "Come on, enough already! You've been addicted to holding hostage situations, haven't you? I'm helping you again—what do you plan to do to thank me?" Qin, the young officer, narrowed his eyes and responded with irritation: "What do you mean 'again'? You're wearing your uniform—this is precisely your job!" "Whose teeth are really itching with anger, Huo Mei is pressing down her voice, threatening, 'You, this forgetful, indifferent soul—how did the group led by Ma Gao die? Who stepped in to save you? Who killed Cheng Mei and her paramour Sun Kui's faction? And who covered up the deaths of those seven living-gate archers just a few days ago? Add to that the latest incident, and I've already helped you four times!' Qin Feng chuckles, 'As for the first two incidents, I deny them entirely. What can you do to me? You don't have any proof.' Huo Muqing waves her little fist, exclaiming, 'I really must have been blind to help you all this time!' Qin Feng grins even more cunningly, saying, 'I have a strong feeling you'll have a fifth opportunity to cover up the truth—soon, it will arrive.' Huo Mei feels deeply satisfied, declaring, 'Anyone who helps you again—will be my grandson!' "Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders: 'Don't make it sound so final. Last time, who told me about this guy named Bodragon? Oh, right—he's one of the Four Pillars of Shengmen, isn't he?' Hei Muqing punched him right in the leg, angrily saying, 'Qin Feng, you're so detached! You're planning to defeat me completely, aren't you? Relax—this time, even if Bodragon tears you to pieces, I won't lift a finger to help you!' 'Hehe, I didn't expect you to help at all. For me, defeating one Bodragon isn't much of a challenge. All I need is for you to cover up the fact that he died at my hands—that's all.'"