The look on Chen Yuan's face was one of great... amusement.
With a slight smile, he said lightly, "Miss Wen Han, there is no mole in the Moscow operations team. Former Ops Leader Cheng Muyun and current Ops Leader Fu Yiming both, in front of everyone, gave their guarantees that there is no mole."
Wen Han's eyes met Chen Yuan's directly. "No, he was looking for the mole."
Due to her turbulent emotions, Wen Han was breathing heavily. With all her might, she fixed her eyes on Cheng Jiayi.
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A smile curled Chen Yuan's lips. "Was he? Are you certain you are not being fooled by your own imagination? You love him, so you hope that Cheng Muyun is a hero. And so, in your mind, you have created a heroic image of him?"
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"You fantasize that he came here to Nepal and India carrying a debt of blood, and for his brothers and comrades, he lay in waiting in order to find the traitor?"
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"He abducted you, yet you want to view him as some hero?" Chen Yuan pulled off his glasses and, as if finding this laughable, shook his head. "Miss Wen Han, have you heard of Stockholm Syndrome? You are practically the most successfully tamed case of it."
"I'm not fantasizing it! Cheng Muyun told me that from his own lips." Wen Han sprung agitatedly to her feet.
Every person in this place knew that Chen Yuan's superiors had disciplined him for reporting Cheng Muyun, saying Cheng Muyun had taken the law and punishment into his own hands to find the mole. In those ten years spent with Cheng Muyun, not only had Chen Yuan not earned any merit or gotten any achievements out of it, in the end, he was even disciplined. Anyone in his place would feel a grudge about that...
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Unable to continue listening to this, that official gave a cough. "Chen Yuan, let me head this questioning. You're too sensitive about this topic."
Chen Yuan sneered, then with a shrug of his shoulders, did not speak anymore.
That official cleared his throat. "Miss Wen Han, you may not know this, but not only did Cheng Muyun deny the claim that there is a mole, even Fu Yiming went down on record and also guaranteed to everyone that there is no mole in the Moscow operations team. From what I see, you really may be mistaken."
Wen Han was left without a response that she could give to that. "You... Please believe me. I wouldn't lie to all of you!"
The other interrogator was not so nice and amiable, and in an icy tone, he answered her, "Do you think we would renounce the statements given one after the other by two ops leaders, as well as the statement of this Agent Meng Liangchuan, and choose to believe you alone?"
Wen Han could therefore only shift her gaze to Meng Liangchuan. "You know, right? Meng Liangchuan, you must know, right?"
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Cheng Jiayi still had a look of innocence on her face, and she, too, flashed an apologetic smile at Wen Han.
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Life: A Black and White Film (一生一世，黑白影画)
General FictionWen Han has arrived in Nepal on vacation and, as a Buddhist believer, also a pilgrimage. But very shortly after entering the borders, she runs in again into someone she had had one encounter with six months ago, hundreds of miles away on the far-off...
