On New Year's Eve, Hang City was blanketed by a heavy snowfall, and even as day broke, the duck feather-like snow continued to fall uninterrupted.
[The snowy scenery of West Lake is as beautiful as a painting!]
[Broken Bridge under the snow! A paradise on earth!]
[Local residents say it's been a long ti since Hang City has seen such heavy snow]
When Elizabeth and her companions arrived in Hang City, this was the poetic and picturesque scene full of Huaxia characteristics that greeted them.
Whether they appreciated it, Lu Zheng did not know, but tourists around West Lake were almost moved to tears by the beauty, taking endless photos.
As it was considerable cold winter, there weren't many tourists at West Lake, making it a rare opportunity not to be missed.
Soone got too excited and accidentally fell into the water while taking photos.
"Help! Help!"
Before Lu Zheng and Lin Wan could take any action, a few elderly n had already stripped off their clothes and jumped into the lake, effortlessly rescuing the child who had fallen in.
"Amazing!"
"These grandpas must be winter swimming enthusiasts!"
"Incredible!"
A lively crowd ford, with several people taking off their coats to wrap around the child, others calling 120, and so handing over thermos cups to the child and the elderly rescuers.
Watching from the outskirts of the scene, Catherine couldn't help but say, "Hua Country people are so kind-hearted!"
George and Elizabeth nodded, as monts earlier, Catherine had wanted to help but couldn't even get in.
Lin Wan looked at everyone with a gentle expression, her eyes full of pride, and then said lightheartedly, "Let's keep going, we'll visit Leifeng Pagoda and then have lunch."
"Leifeng Pagoda from the story of the White Snake and the Scholar?"
"Yes, that Leifeng Pagoda."
...
Nothing unexpected happened after that, as there weren't many tourists, their visit was quite pleasant, and they even had West Lake Vinegar Fish for lunch.
...
After spending three days in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Lin Wan had to return to work, and Lu Zheng, citing work as well, saw Elizabeth and her group off to their flight to Beidu.
On the way ho from the airport, Lu Zheng comnted while driving, "It's rare that your job didn't send you on a mission during this holiday."
Lin Wan took off her shoes, propped her long legs up front, and said leisurely, "Our main work involves information gathering and multi-party communication. The action group prefers not to mobilize unless necessary."
Lu Zheng nodded, "It's easier to avoid friction with local police."
Lin Wan shook her head, "No, it's more about not overshadowing the local police."
"That bold?"
Lin Wan stated matter-of-factly, "After all, Interpol in every country represents their nation's image. Without certain skills, going abroad would only embarrass the country."
"Makes sense." Lu Zheng agreed.
"Like that painter in Beidu last ti, a retired national security agent, and that backpacker from the Lighthouse Country who, despite their attitude, managed to solve several international cases."
"Impressive, impressive!" Lu Zheng nodded repeatedly and replied, "And you, who regard gunfire and bombings as nothing."
Lin Wan raised an eyebrow, "Of course!"
"So, I thought since you weren't busy, you'd take leave and head to Beidu to et up with Zhao Xiaodao and Zhang Weili for a al."
Zhao Xiaodao, Lu Zheng, and Zhang Weili had a small group where Zhang Weili frequently chatted, keeping things lively.
Lin Wan rolled her eyes, "No, I still have so work to finish."
"What else do you have..."
Lu Zheng paused mid-sentence, then recalled, "Oh, I rember last ti when we were eating pancakes, you ntioned working overti to investigate sothing?"
But before he could finish, Elizabeth called, and Lin Wan never elaborated further.
Lin Wan chuckled, "Didn't I say I'd tell you once I figure it out?"
Lu Zheng turned back to glance at Lin Wan, noticing her mischievous yet slightly eager and expectant expression.
"Do you need my help?"
Lin Wan scratched her thigh and said pitifully, "Would you really let a weak woman face gunfire alone?"
Lu Zheng grimaced, "You're not planning to charge straight into a regular field army, are you?"
Lin Wan rolled her eyes, "Of course not, I'm not crazy."
"If I really had to face a field army, I'd definitely choose a forest terrain, trading space for ti—not fearing heavy weaponry and gradually wearing them down," Lin Wan said earnestly. "Honestly, I'm confident I could take down a Delta Force in a forest terrain."
"Why Delta Force?"
"Because I've t an Interpol officer from Delta Force."
What could Lu Zheng say to that? He could only give a thumbs up and say, "Impressive."
...
Shaotong Mountain, White Cloud Temple.
Daoist Yuting had gone again, but Yuan Ye was still on the mountain.
Despite still being injured, it did not prevent him from sparring with Yuan Jing.
"Senior Brothers!"
Lu Zheng visited again, catching sight of Yuan Ye and Yuan Jing practicing the White Cloud Sword Technique.
"It seems Senior Brother Yuan Ye is recovering well."
Yuan Ye sheathed his sword, one among the hundreds of Cloud Pattern Swords Lu Zheng had delivered to White Cloud Temple, and smiled at Lu Zheng, "After taking a Small Peiyuan Pill, I've mostly recovered."
"That's good to hear." Lu Zheng nodded, "A caravan from Lingnan Dao passed through the city; I bought so fine Southern Border tea to bring to the temple."
Yuan Ning followed from behind and chuckled upon hearing this, "Junior Brother, in such cold weather, you might as well bring so Wuliangye. It's more welcod than Southern Border tea."
Lu Zheng replied with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't be able to resist, and if the Three Pure Ones Hall is filled with the aroma of alcohol, that wouldn't be good."
Yuan Ning instinctively argued, "Last ti, it was because Master had so drinks before eting guests. What's that got to do with us...?"
Before he could finish, he noticed Lu Zheng, Yuan Ye, and Yuan Jing silently looking at him, expressionless.
Yuan Ning, "..."
"Even if he has to resolve issues while drunk, it's sothing Master does for the incense of our White Cloud Temple, sothing unavoidable, and I'm ashad I can't help him more," Yuan Jing said sincerely.
The next mont, Daoist Mingzhang silently walked past him.
"Yuan Zheng has already delivered three pounds of Winter Green and ten jars of Wuliangye to the rear hall. Go and distribute it to all the disciples."
"Yes!"
Yuan Ning hurriedly bowed and then rushed off.
Seeing the three look at him inexplicably, Daoist Mingzhang bared his teeth, "Ming Jun and Yuan Jing had gone down the mountain, and other disciples couldn't hold the fort. What else could I do?"
Upon hearing this, the three laughed, but soon, Yuan Ning ca running back hurriedly.
"Master, townsfolk from Jinxi Town are here, claiming there's so strange activity—ghost disturbances at night."
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