“Crack—”

A jeep with the words "䭹安" printed on it was parked steadily at the slightly old gate of the guesthouse.

The car door opened, and two Comrades from the Xian'an Army jumped out. They were wearing blue Xian'an uniforms and wide-brimmed hats. They looked serious and intimidating without even getting angry.

At the guesthouse, the female receptionist who was counting on an abacus behind the counter was so startled by the sudden scene that she even moved the beads into the wrong place.

She quickly leaned out to look, and her heart skipped a beat.

What... happened?

Before she could react, the two Comrade An had already walked straight to the counter with steady steps.

One of them, Comrade An, who was a bit older and looked like the team leader, pulled out his work ID from his pocket, flashed it in front of the receptionist, and said in a steady and powerful voice:

"Comrade, we are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We have received a report from the public that someone used a forged letter of introduction to stay at your guesthouse."

Forged letter of introduction?!

The receptionist's face suddenly turned pale.

These days, a letter of introduction is proof of identity for traveling and staying in a hotel. Forging a letter of introduction is a big deal!

If the guesthouse does not conduct strict inspections, it will also be held responsible!

"Comrade Qian'an," she swallowed nervously, her voice trembling, "We...we all registered strictly according to the regulations..."

"We're now going to check all the letters of introduction that were used to register for check-in today," said Comrade An, the team leader, in a serious tone. "Please cooperate and bring out all the letters of introduction that we received today."

"Hey, hey! Okay, okay!"

The receptionist didn't dare to be negligent and quickly bent down to search the drawer.

There were not many guests today, only seven or eight checking in. She quickly found the thin stack of letters of introduction and handed them over with both hands.

Comrade Xianan took the letter of introduction and quickly flipped through it one by one.

Suddenly, Comrade An's fingers paused and his eyes fixed on one of the letters of introduction.

It was a letter of introduction written in fountain pen, with neat handwriting and a fairly standard format:

I'd like to introduce Comrade Jiang Yuqi and Comrade Jiang Yuning, two employees of our factory. They are traveling to your place for business and need to stay overnight. We hope you can contact them and provide them with convenience.

The signature was stamped with the bright red seal of "Red Star Machinery Factory", and next to it was a signature written in a flamboyant style.

Lin Yuefeng!

Comrade Xian raised his head, glanced at the receptionist, and then turned to the middle-aged man who had been following them and had a equally solemn expression on his face - the director of the Red Star Machinery Factory, Lin Yuefeng.

"Director Lin," Comrade Qian'an held up the letter of introduction and asked in a serious tone, "Did you sign this letter of introduction?"

"I signed it?"

Lin Yuefeng was stunned when he heard this, then his brows furrowed tightly, with a look of confusion written all over his face.

He took a few steps forward and took the letter of introduction from Comrade Xian'an with an angry look of being questioned.

After just one glance, his pupils suddenly shrank!

This handwriting… this handwriting is surprisingly similar to his! Especially those habitual connective strokes and pauses, the imitation is so lifelike!

but--

How could he possibly give letters of introduction to Jiang Yuqi and Jiang Yuning?!

Or let them both live in a guesthouse together? !

"Impossible!" Lin Yuefeng was so angry that his face turned pale and his voice trembled. "This is definitely not written by me! How could I possibly give them such a letter of introduction? Am I crazy?"

How could he possibly do such a foolish thing! Letting them live alone together, what would that say?!

Shen Weimin, who had been standing nearby, looked at Lin Yuefeng's excited reaction, then looked at the letter of introduction whose handwriting was indeed similar, and an expression of wanting to say something but stopping appeared on his face.

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but whisper, "Old Lin, this... the signature on this letter of introduction really looks like your handwriting..."

Lin Yuefeng felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, his vision went dark, and his body shook.

He has lived an upright life and always kept his word in the factory. How could he have been slandered and wronged like this?