Inside the Chaoyang Branch of the Beijing Public Security Bureau.
The Japanese team leader, his face bruised and swollen, shouted at Wang Zhengyang, the branch bureau chief.
"You must catch the murderer as soon as possible."
“We are foreign nationals, and we are here in your country to participate in an exchange meeting.”
"With this level of public security, it's hard for us to believe that your country can be any safer!"
Wang Zhengyang looked at the pig-faced man in front of him, whose mouth was opening and closing as he kept talking to him.
He wanted to laugh but couldn't, and the suppressed laughter made his face turn completely red.
The translator beside him also translated with righteous indignation.
"Don't worry, we guarantee to catch the perpetrators as quickly as possible, but you didn't see who they were."
"There are no surveillance cameras at the scene, we need time to investigate!"
To be honest, Wang Zhengyang really didn't want to pay any attention to this pig-headed guy in front of him.
He was aware of what happened yesterday; they had already accepted that China had lost.
But these little devils actually provoked us! If you don't get beaten up, who will?
The courage and spirit of the Chinese people are not just empty words.
Later, Yuan Yi appeared and sang two songs that scared the Japanese soldiers so much that they dared not go on stage.
This allowed him to vent his anger!
Around 10 p.m. last night, these Japanese devils were cornered in an alley near the hotel.
Then they were ganged up on and beaten, and everyone received special treatment.
The Japanese soldiers only knew that it was a group of people, and they were all covered with black plastic bags so they couldn't see their faces.
There were no security cameras nearby.
The Japanese called the police, but it was no use.
Helpless, they could only report to their own embassy, which would then put pressure on China.
To be honest, the higher-ups didn't take it seriously; they just told us to find out the truth.
While Wang Zhengyang may not be lazy in his administration, the perpetrators were extremely shrewd.
The nearby surveillance cameras didn't capture any useful evidence, so he could only tell the Japanese soldiers.
"We will find out the truth as soon as possible and let you know then."
Wang Zhengyang's meaning was, "I'll let you know if I find out, and don't blame me if I don't. I've done my best!"
Upon hearing Wang Zhengyang's words, the Japanese soldier arrogantly replied, "One day."
"You only have one day. If you cannot find the murderer, I will lodge a protest with your Ministry of Foreign Affairs!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the branch office.
The Japanese soldiers were walking with a limp.
Wang Zhengyang smiled and said, "Pah, what a load of rubbish!"
"Protest all you want! People like you deserve to get beaten up!"
"Don't tell me I don't know; even if I knew who hit you, I'd pretend I didn't!!!"
However, to be honest, Wang Zhengyang had a clue at this point.
Because surveillance footage from not far from where the incident occurred yesterday captured Yuan Yi and a group of university students.
He just didn't say it out loud!
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Yuan Yi packed his things and prepared to return to the small town in Jiangnan.
The villa is there and won't run away, and the car will be transported directly from the sea, so he doesn't need to worry about the paperwork.
Just as they stepped off the elevator, Director Wang and Liu Qing from the cultural department arrived at the hotel.
"Teacher Yuan."
Director Wang warmly greeted them directly.
Yuan Yi was taken aback, looking at everyone with confusion.
"Professor Yuan Yi, I might need to trouble you with something else!"
Director Wang didn't waste any time and spoke directly to Yuan Yi.
"???"
"Isn't the exchange meeting already over? Is there anything else?"
Seeing Yuan Yi's puzzled look, Director Wang smiled and said.
"That's right, this year is not the centenary of the founding of the Communist Party."
"There's a red-themed gala being held, and the higher-ups have instructed our Publicity Department and the Culture Department to organize this event appropriately."
"As you know, when the boss above gives the order, we who do the work have to run ourselves ragged!"
"Didn't you compose a piece called 'Breaking Through the Moon Palace' for the space agency last time? So I'd like to invite you to attend this gala as well!"
As soon as Director Wang finished speaking, the system's voice rang in Yuan Yi's mind.
"Ding, main quest updated, side quest updated."
"Please attend this red-themed gala. Upon completion of the mission, you will be rewarded with the skill 'God-level Director' from the TV series 'Bright Sword'."
Side Quest: Outshine everyone else in this gala performance. Reward upon completion: 30 million RMB, Special Passive Skill: "You Invest, I Benefit (The system covers the costs of filming movies and TV series, but the profits are yours)."
Yuan Yi was taken aback upon hearing the system's words in his mind.
You really went to great lengths to drag me into the entertainment industry!
"Professor Yuan Yi, your name was personally called upon by the higher-ups!"
"What do you think?"
Director Wang looked at Yuan Yi expectantly.
The look in his eyes made Yuan Yi's hair stand on end.
If he hadn't known that Wang had asked him to sing and write lyrics, he would have been worried that Director Wang had some unusual hobby!
After thinking for a moment, Yuan Yi said to Director Wang.
"Participation is no problem, but I don't know when it will be?"
Upon hearing that Yuan Yi had agreed, Director Wang immediately beamed with joy.
"The time has been set, it will be at the end of this month."
"It just so happens to be National Day!!"
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