Captain Eagle: "!!!!"

Is that all?

He thought he needed to ask a couple more times?

The person in the communication just now was right.

If the reward is right, His Highness will definitely go to the police station.

"Oh, right." Jiang Si pointed to the drunkard Wei Chi, who was enveloped by his mental energy, "Could you please take care of that drunkard and notify his guardian, the one from General Chi Xi's family?"

The police officers: "!!!!"

Is that heartbroken drunkard from General Chi Xi's family?

Damn it.

As expected, the young prince's friends are all wealthy and powerful.

That's something people like them can only dream of.

Captain Eagle respectfully replied, "Yes!"

Jiang Si lifted her foot and left the Qiyuan Bar.

Captain Eagle gave the order that everyone on this bar street—guests, bar owners, and staff—should go to the police station.

And so!

As dusk settles, the bar street, starting from the Qiyuan Bar, is bustling with customers lining up. Led by officers from the Public Security Bureau, they walk along the main street toward the Bureau.

The sheer number of people, the vast and imposing procession, the winding curves—it was an extremely spectacular sight.

Such a spectacular sight was captured by pedestrians and people piloting aircraft, and posted on the StarNet. Although it didn't become a trending topic, it made it into the top 15 trending topics.

The vast number of Star Friends of the Troia Empire: "The 280th Mech Competition is being held on the capital planet, and these people are also gambling and performing striptease. They've ruined the reputation of the Empire. Who else should be arrested if not them?"

"The Public Security Bureau is awesome! Do it this way! Let these people be idle and go out drinking and playing all day. Serves them right! They must be fined, fined heavily, fined to death, and then they'll know to work."

"The opening ceremony of the 280th Mech Competition, how handsome the Marshal is, how beautiful is Gong Ming's beloved apprentice, the national super internet celebrity, the little prince of the empire, and Jiang Jiang, the only student of the Fifth Military Academy's Culinary Department? These idiots, instead of watching the opening ceremony properly, instead of watching the replay properly, why are they drinking and gambling? They deserve it."

"Yes, yes, yes, is it because the marshal isn't handsome enough, or because Jiang Jiang Baby isn't popular enough? These people are actually drinking and don't care about current national affairs. This is too much, too much!"

The online discussion was heated, with accusations and insults pouring in.

Ginger shreds aren't online, so you can't see them.

She rode her golden-yellow motorcycle to the brightly lit police station.

After getting off the bus, he pressed down on the brim of his hat as if burying his head in the sand, trying to cover himself up.

It's fine if it's not covered or pressed down.

With this covering and pressing, the injury on his left cheek became more and more obvious. The wound stopped bleeding and turned into a red mark, which was immediately noticeable to anyone who looked at it.

The police station was brightly lit, and everyone was busy.

Jiang Si was led into a room.

Captain Eagle told her to wait a moment while they went to complete some formalities.

Once the formalities are completed, you can sign, collect your money, and leave.

Jiang Si had no objection to this and sat on the cold metal stool.

She hadn't eaten or drunk anything all afternoon, and her stomach was growling with hunger. The invisible ginger egg, which had been hiding in her bag, popped out, rolled out of the bag, and rubbed against her stomach.

Jiang Si patted the egg: "My darling egg, I'm so hungry."

Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"

Egg is hungry too.

Egg just doesn't have a mouth to talk.

"Eating an apple shouldn't be a problem, right?" Jiang Si looked at the empty room and said to Jiang Dandan, "They're handling the paperwork over there, so no one will come so soon."

She convinced herself with a muttered prayer, and using the spatial distortion as cover, she took out a big, red apple from the space. She reflexively wiped it on her sleeve, brought it to her mouth, and was about to take a bite when the silent personal terminal lit up.

Jiang Si looked closely and almost dropped the apple in her hand. It was a voice call from her cheap husband. Oh no, she hadn't answered yet. Should she answer now? And what should she say?

Jiang Si was so worried that she took a bite of the apple, chewed and swallowed quickly. Her stomach, which had been rumbling, stopped growling. Her eyes were fixed on the computer, but she couldn't think of a good excuse.

After finishing an apple, the personal terminal beeped for the fifth time. Jiang Si knew that running away was not the solution and she would have to face it sooner or later. She took a deep breath, threw the apple core into her spatial storage, swiped to answer the call, and opened her mouth to tell a soft and sweet lie that came out of nowhere: "Honey~~ You've cooked dinner. My personal terminal is on silent, so I didn't hear you calling."

"I didn't mean to ignore your calls. I'm stuck in traffic right now. I'll be home in an hour at most... no, half an hour at most. Why don't you eat first and leave me some leftovers? I'm not picky about food!"

Wearing military boots, military trousers, and a military green shirt, Agares looked through the one-way glass at his wife in the room, whose cheek was injured but who could lie without blushing or panting. He asked in a low voice, "Aircraft are subject to air traffic control. Today on the capital planet, there are no traffic jams on any air routes. Which route were you stuck on?"

Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

Yeah, right!

In the interstellar era, spacecraft will travel through the sky without causing congestion.

but…

She has a car.

She can get stuck in traffic.

Jiang Si looked at the voice communication and told her lie smoothly and logically: "Honey, I drove home today, I didn't use the flying machine."

"It's quite a coincidence. I drove around a bit, took a longer route, and went through Qiyuan Road. You probably don't know that the Qiyuan Bar Street on Qiyuan Road was raided by the Public Security Bureau."

"Everyone on the street in the bar area had to register with the police station to find a guardian, so I ended up stuck on Qiyuan Road. But don't worry, I'll be home in half an hour, definitely half an hour!"

Agares's dark eyes were as deep as the sea as he gazed through the glass at his little wife, who was practically leaping off the cliff with her tail wagging. "So we were stuck on the Road of Destiny. I remember that after leaving the First Military Academy, the way back to Abel Manor and the way to the Road of Destiny are in opposite directions, about a hundred kilometers apart."

100 kilometers?

Jiang Si's lips twitched.

A motorcycle with a speed of 1500 km/h, if you floor the throttle, can go over 1000 km or even 1000 km in two hours at most.

Jiang Si's eyes darted around, she coughed lightly, and immediately pulled out the scapegoat: "I saw Wei Chi off. Wei Chi, you know him, right? Do you remember?"

"You remember the one who shot you during military academy training a little over a year ago? I gave him a ride and then took a detour to Qiyuan Road."

Agares, with a cold expression, replied with an "Oh," and said, "So you're dropping off a classmate, so... do you need me to pick you up?"

Jiang Si's pupils constricted, and she hurriedly refused, "No, no, no, I'm not a child who needs you to pick me up all the time. You've been busy all day. Eat first, then take a shower and go to bed to wait for me."

"I'll be back in half an hour at most, really, I'll be home in half an hour at most."

Agares questioned, "Will it really only take half an hour to get home?"

Jiang Si spoke into the personal terminal with absolute certainty, almost patting her chest: "Yes, I'll be home in half an hour at most!"

Agares: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come home for dinner!"

Jiang Si's voice was clear and high-pitched: "Okay, honey!"

After saying that, he casually hung up the personal terminal, exhaled a breath of stale air, and patted his chest.

That was close, that was close.

They almost gave themselves away.

Indeed, one should not do bad things, for doing bad things makes one feel guilty.

Agares, looking deeply through the one-way glass like a smug little wife of a cunning fox, turned around, put on her military boots, walked outside the room, and said to Captain Eagle, "Have the young princess find her guardian to take her back!"

Captain Eagle tensed up, straightened his back, and saluted Agares with a snap: "Marshal, His Highness has rendered meritorious service in capturing Viper. He does not need a guardian; he can sign for his reward and leave immediately!"

Agares raised an eyelid and his deep voice turned cold: "She's injured. She must be allowed to make a call to find her guardian!"

Is His Highness injured?

Just a small cut on the cheek?

A quick spray of the treatment spray will heal the small wound, and it won't even leave a scar.

Why did the marshal insist that she find a guardian?

The marshal exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down people's spines.

Captain Eagle dared not disobey the marshal's order and replied in a strong voice, "Yes, sir!"

Just as he was thinking about how to explain his broken promise to the young prince and how to get the prince to bring his guardian, General Bo Jichen, the traffic management bureau arrived.

When the traffic management personnel saw the marshal, they quickly saluted.

Agares nodded and stepped aside, not wanting to disturb others' work.

After bowing to Agares, the traffic management officer took out his tablet, opened the image, and said to Captain Eagle, "Captain Eagle, Bo Jiangjiang is suspected of speeding and fighting at the Qiyuan Bar. She has been brought to the Public Security Bureau. We have a hefty ticket that she needs to sign. Please bring her out first!"