Chapter 690  : Mingyue Enters the Lord’s Heart (23): Find He Chen, Heavy-Duty Prison

Old Zhang and the others got out of the car urgently and listened in a daze.

Wait, sharpshooter? Did they hear correctly?

“Hey, which comrade saved you?” Old Zhang grabbed the young man by the collar and asked anxiously.

“It was Team Leader Pan.” The young man had already returned to his senses. They originally thought the Inspection Institute irresponsibly sent a few interns over, but from passing the note to them in the car to saving them with two guns, he suddenly understood why they had sent her over. He even vividly explained with excitement, as if he had completely turned into a little fan, “Old Zhang, you guys weren’t there, so you don’t know how powerful Team Leader Pan is. She can use a gun in both hands, and she came down from above to save us. She could even hit a hundred shots while jumping a wall from a hundred meters away. I’m certain that even the sharpshooters in the special training camp can’t compare to her...”

“Ambidextrous?” The group of people was dumbfounded, and their eyes were wide. They quickly came up one by one and asked further, “You’re talking about the Team Leader Pan?”

Old Zhang, who was most familiar with her, also knew her identity and resume, but he really didn’t know...

She was so amazing?!

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In the hospital, Lu Zhaoying’s injury was dealt with urgently. Fortunately, he had arrived in time for treatment, and his physical fitness was already good. He wasn’t in critical condition, but he was feverish, so he fell asleep.

The others suffered minor injuries, which were quickly dealt with.

Pan Mingyue was fine and stayed to look after Lu Zhaoying in the ward.

It had been more than five years since Pan Mingyue and Lu Zhaoying met each other in the third year of high school. This was the first time she saw an unconscious Lu Zhaoying so up close.

At first, he seemed a little more frivolous when he wore the strands of dyed hair. Now that he had cut his hair short because of his profession, he looked very clean and tidy. His style was favored by the girls on the Internet—a handsome bad boy.

Since the heater wasn’t turned on in the ward, Pan Mingyue reached out to help him pull up the quilt that had slipped. She looked down at his face, looking at his tall nose and frowning eyebrows as if he was feeling uneasy even in his coma.

She looked down at his hand that was tightly grabbing her wrist and was a little dazed. Why?

With Lu Zhaoying’s condition, family background, and appearance, what kind of woman couldn’t he find?

A little lost in thought, Pan Mingyue only stood up and gently removed Lu Zhaoying’s hand when she heard a sound at the door.

He had gripped her wrist tightly, so it took her a lot of effort to shake him off.

“Who are you?” A capable and cool-looking woman came in. Her worries turned into vigilance when she saw Pan Mingyue.

Pan Mingyue paused for a moment and then politely said, “I’m the inspector of this incident.”

“Oh. Well, you can go now, you’re no longer needed here.” The woman retracted her sharp gaze and turned to the hospital bed.

Just when Pan Mingyue went out, she happened to bump into Old Zhang and the others.

“Team Leader Pan, they said that you were the one who saved them?” Old Zhang had even received Lu Zhaoying’s order to follow and protect her for a period of time, so he understood her temper well. She had a very good temper and personality, so he wasn’t apprehensive around her.

Pan Mingyue turned her head and smiled quietly.

“So you can shoot with both hands. Your shooting skills are amazing. Have you really never been in the special training camp?!” Old Zhang asked excitedly. The others also looked at her with scorching, curious eyes.

Boys, especially those in this occupation, admired those with good shooting skills.

Pan Mingyue thought for a while and said, “I haven’t been to the special training camp, but someone has taught me. She shoots even better than me.”

“Impossible!” The person who had witnessed the scene was in disbelief. “Who else could shoot better than you? Those in the first district aren’t even as good as you.”

“Old Zhang, right?” Someone cued him.

However, Old Zhang didn’t respond.

Pan Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled. “I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first. You guys have a good rest.”

She was going to find He Chen as promised.

The others originally wanted to send her off, telling her that it wasn’t safe outside. But thinking of how she was a better shooter than them, they remained silent.

They were mainly too embarrassed.

After she left, these people continued to look at Old Zhang. “Why didn’t you talk just now?”

“No, I just... Maybe there really is a better shooter than her.” Old Zhang paused and thought of the person who had been noticed by the first district’s headquarters in the military training. They had even wanted to snatch her from Beijing University...

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When Pan Mingyue went downstairs, He Chen’s car was already waiting. “Miss Pan, please get in.”

As the car drove further, it passed a long winding road. After about two hours of the incident, it was already 8 am before they reached the destination. “I can’t go in, please wait for five minutes. Sister Chen is probably coming out now.”

The driver told her respectfully and then drove off.

Pan Mingyue nodded slightly and glanced at the door. It was black and made of an unknown material, with the international terminology “Heavy-Duty” words on it. The building itself wasn’t high, and she could see the top floor.

She waited for less than a minute before another car stopped.

This time, two men whom she didn’t recognize got out of the car. When they noticed her and saw that she was also Chinese, they immediately stepped forward and asked, “Is this the heavy-duty prison?”

Looking up, Pan Mingyue subconsciously reached out to push her glasses, but remembering how she had thrown her glasses away yesterday, she put down her hand again. “Sorry, I just came here, so I don’t know.”

The man was about to ask something else.

At this moment, the door opened and He Chen came out. While talking on the phone, she glanced outside and waved to Pan Mingyue. “Mingyue, come in.”

“Sister Chen.” Pan Mingyue walked over obediently.

The two men beside her also glanced at the source of the voice and saw He Chen’s face at a glance.

“He Chen, why are you here?” The tall man’s voice was shocked and almost broken.

At the sound of her name, He Chen looked over while talking to Qin Ran. The man was a friend of her ex-husband, Qu Zixiao, who had come to find Ouyang Wei.