A-Level Pursuit
A-Level Pursuit chapter 77

Mo Xin handcuffed Liang Qiuchi’s hands tightly, without showing any mercy.

Liang Qiuchi’s wrist bones were aching from being locked too tightly, and he couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, barely suppressing the smile that was about to break out on his lips.

He pretended to complain as he glared at Mo Xin, “Can’t you be a bit gentler, sir? My hands are going to be useless.”

Mo Xin ignored him, his face completely different from the one he had five minutes ago when they were kissing in the car.

Liang Qiuchi found it even more amusing when he looked at Mo Xin’s cold expression, so he quickly furrowed his brows and looked away, allowing the media present to capture his angry and speechless expression.

Mo Xin pressed on his left shoulder, intending to take him to the car, when a patrol captain walked over cautiously.

“General Mo… There’s a hospital nearby. You just had a car accident. Let us escort you to get a medical checkup…”

“No need.” Mo Xin refused coldly. When he tried to take Liang Qiuchi away, the patrol captain blocked his way and didn’t move.

He looked calmly at the other party.

Mo Xin’s indifferent gaze was extremely intimidating. Even though the patrol captain was nearly twenty years older than him, he still felt a chill down his spine when facing this young general.

“Um… General Mo,” the patrol captain’s voice trembled uncontrollably, “please hand Liang Qiuchi over to us. I assure you that we will escort him back to the Police Headquarters and take care of his detention, so you don’t need to worry about it, sir.”

Mo Xin knew things wouldn’t go smoothly like this.

He asked coldly, “Who are you planning to trouble?”

The patrol captain’s forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to make a sound.

Mo Xin’s gaze turned icy. “Go back and tell Will Reinis that Liang Qiuchi is a Federal A-class fugitive. The pursuit is directly under the responsibility of the military and the Security Bureau. Your Police Headquarters only need to follow orders and don’t need to interfere.”

“But…”

“If you still have doubts, let Will Reinis call me.”

“Go.”

Mo Xin’s words were filled with authority, and the patrol chief dared not be insolent anymore, hastily saluting and solemnly responding, “Yes, sir!”

Seeing this, others dared not obstruct anymore, making way one after another, watching as Mo Xin escorted the handcuffed Liang Qiuchi into the off-road vehicle and drove away.

“Wil Reinis won’t let this go easily,” Liang Qiuchi said calmly in the car, looking at the rearview mirror. Their car had a string of followers behind, including both media and police vehicles.

Mo Xin held the steering wheel calmly and said, “I can handle it.”

He glanced at Liang Qiuchi, feeling guilty, “Is your hand hurting a lot?”

Just now, he was full of momentum, but now his tone softened again. His tenderness was always reserved for Liang Qiuchi alone.

Liang Qiuchi always felt the exclusive favor from him at all times.

“Not really,” Liang Qiuchi sighed indulgently, “Stop looking at me like that, or I won’t be able to resist kissing you.”

Mo Xin looked away, feeling a hint of sourness inexplicably.

It was only a twenty-minute drive from here to Camp 17. After getting off the car, he would personally escort Liang Qiuchi into the military prison.

Even though he knew it was all just a show, even though he had some influence in this prison, the imminent parting was real, and the worry about unexpected accidents was also real.

“Relax,” Liang Qiuchi noticed his concern, “we have the initiative now.”

Mo Xin made a sound of agreement, but his brows remained furrowed.

Liang Qiuchi wanted to comfort him a bit more, but the car turned onto another road off the interstate highway, heading west along the city road. From afar, several police cars with flashing lights and blaring sirens were approaching.

“They’re acting fast,” Liang Qiuchi’s expression darkened slightly, but he teased, “It seems like they’re still traumatized from last time, afraid that I’ll be kidnapped again.”

Mo Xin gripped the steering wheel tightly, “They’ve always been wary of you.”

Liang Qiuchi looked at him with a light smile, “It’s because General Mo is so powerful.”

Mo Xin couldn’t smile because the police cars were already in front of them, blocking their way on the road.

The car door opened, and dozens of fully armed special forces soldiers got out, quickly surrounding the off-road vehicle.

Liang Qiuchi couldn’t help but chuckle self-deprecatingly, “They’re welcoming me with such a grand gesture, it’s a bit overwhelming.”

“Sit lower, protect your head, and don’t get out of the car.”

After instructing Liang Qiuchi, Mo Xin got out of the car to negotiate with the newcomers.

Fortunately, they weren’t sent by Reinis but were organized by Camp 17 after seeing Mo Xin publicly arresting Liang Qiuchi. They came to pick him up immediately.

As Liang Qiuchi had joked, they dared not take it lightly. In case he escaped again on the way, their heads would be on the line.

As a major general with considerable power and prestige, and with Camp 17 directly under military jurisdiction, Mo Xin, as the deputy leader of the pursuit team, was the highest authority until receiving instructions from higher-ups.

What he said naturally carried weight.

After a few words, the special forces soldiers surrounding the car received orders and stepped back, making some space.

Mo Xin turned around, opened the car door, and said to Liang Qiuchi, “Get out of the car.”

The media, which was stopped about a dozen meters away, all swarmed forward with their telephoto lenses in hand.

As soon as Liang Qiuchi got out of the car, Mo Xin unceremoniously covered his head with a black mask.

Immediately, two armed special forces soldiers approached, each holding one of Liang Qiuchi’s arms, and quickly escorted him onto another armored vehicle.

The other team members marched back to their respective vehicles in neat steps, quickly turned their vehicles around, cleared the way, and escorted the armored vehicle straight towards Camp 17.

Mo Xin still drove his own off-road vehicle, trailing behind the convoy, and entered Camp 17 together with them.

Various media outlets could only follow to the gate. Beyond that was a no-filming zone, and the last scene they could capture was the slowly closing rusty gate of Camp 17.

Dedicated journalists hesitated to disperse. Everyone gathered at the gate, releasing the breaking news of Liang Qiuchi’s arrest and imprisonment as soon as possible.

President Reinis heard the news, both shocked and angry. He directly threw his coffee cup against the wall, shattering it.

He called his eldest son, Will Reinis, and immediately started scolding him.

“How dare Mo Xin take the initiative! What the hell is your police bureau doing? There were so many media reporters at the scene, isn’t this humiliating me in public?!”

In recent speeches and interviews, Reinis had implied more than once to the public that there was a significant connection between Mo Xin and Liang Qiuchi, attempting to attribute a series of incidents, including Mo Zhenghong’s tragic death, his nephew Godwin’s disappearance, and Liang Qiuchi’s previous escape, to the maneuvers and collaboration between the two.

Today, Mo Xin’s public arrest of Liang Qiuchi, in front of everyone, turned all his statements into a despicable political conspiracy.

Already under public scrutiny for these series of events, protests and demonstrations had been ongoing since he took office. With this incident today, the condemnation and suspicion from the public would only become more severe.

Would he still have any credibility in the future?!

“Useless! You can’t handle a damn thing, and you let Mo Xin openly arrest Liang Qiuchi in San Lorenzo! I think you, as the head of the bureau, don’t want to do it anymore!”

On the other end of the phone, Will Reinis was sincerely anxious, “Please calm down father, this happened too suddenly, I only received the news five minutes ago…”

“Suddenly?! How do your people do things? No one was tracking him? No one was investigating? The federal government allocates a large budget every year to improve your intelligence network, update road surveillance, and it’s all wasted?!”

Even though they were separated by a phone line, Will Reinis was also frightened by his father’s anger, but he also felt wronged.

After Mo Zhenghong’s incident, the attitude of the Danga State government towards the federal government had become subtle, and recently it had become even more frequent, cutting off all the spies they had planted on the Danga side.

Danga became like an impenetrable fortress. As the newly appointed director of the Police Bureau, even if he had great connections, he couldn’t find out Mo Xin’s whereabouts.

Moreover, after he monitored Mo Xin’s deputy Vincent returning to San Lorenzo two days ago with two plane tickets, he assumed Mo Xin would also return that day.

Who would have thought Mo Xin would come back alone?

And coincidentally, near the checkpoint in San Lorenzo, he had a high-speed chase with Liang Qiuchi in public?

“Where is Liang Qiuchi now?” President Reinis paused his scolding, but his heavy voice still carried anger.

“…Camp 17.”

When Will heard the sound of the cup breaking again from the other end of the phone, he became even more nervous, and his head began to ache.

“No matter what method you use, get rid of him. Absolutely do not let him see the sun tomorrow!” Reinis said roughly, “Otherwise, don’t bother coming to the Reinis family’s door!”

The angry voice suddenly stopped, and Will Reinis rubbed his sore temples, sighing heavily.

This was a tricky situation.

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