Chapter 799: Uh, Guess It's Metaphysics After All!

"Sister Liu, you mean you saw that Officer Cheng just now?"

Xiao He looked thoughtful.

"That's right, so I'm also hoping the situation with Weifeng getting loose can be resolved quickly, so as not to arouse anyone else's suspicion and affect that police officer's work."

Liu Rulan nodded.

"Well, that's interesting. What's he doing here?"

Then, Xiao He suddenly remembered something else—

It seemed that when Bao Xingsheng left last time, he had noticed a particular gaze from someone outside.

Back then, he'd just assumed it was someone curious about him as an actor, but now that he thought about it, it must have been Officer Cheng Bei!

After all, no matter how you looked at it, their experience charging into a burning building together to save people was unforgettable...

Putting it all together like this, Officer Cheng Bei was likely currently undercover among Bao's bodyguards!

In that instant, Xiao He suddenly understood: "So, Weifeng was looking for Officer Cheng back then."

Weifeng was a narcotics detection dog from the Hong Kong police bureau, and that case involving Xu Youyou had ultimately been a Hong Kong matter. After all, the production team Tong Junhui had joined was also funded by the Chen family of Hong Kong, and the director, producers, and everyone else involved were from Hong Kong. The roots of those cases were all in Hong Kong. It stood to reason that the Hong Kong police must have put in major effort to investigate.

Extrapolating from this, Cheng Bei might have originally been a Hong Kong police officer who went undercover in the mainland alongside the production team.

And Weifeng—maybe it had actually known Cheng Bei before!

Bao's team of bodyguards had been patrolling the set the entire time. If Cheng Bei had been among them and coincidentally ran into Weifeng... but could it really be that coincidental?!

What kind of metaphysics was this?

Had he been filming Dragon too much lately and started believing in fate?

Xiao He pressed a hand to his forehead.

No wonder Weifeng had stopped in the parking lot instead of chasing further. At that moment, Cheng Bei must have jumped into one of the bodyguard vehicles to avoid being found out.

Adding in Xiao He's timely appearance and the alertness of the other bodyguards, the fact that Weifeng recognized an old acquaintance had been seamlessly covered up.

So, what was going on with the Bao family?

Why was Officer Cheng embedded in Bao's bodyguard team?

Xiao He immediately connected this to next month's cruise party.

"There might be one other person who knows something about this situation."

Seeing Xiao He lost in thought, Liu Rulan shared another piece of information she had.

"What?"

Xiao He asked back, still thinking.

"Tong Junhui. He just messaged me saying he's arrived in Hong Kong and asked if we're free to visit the set."

Liu Rulan shook her phone. "Oh right, that reminds me—he said he was already here. I need to go pick him up."

"Brother Tong is visiting the set?"

Xiao He felt strangely unsurprised.

"Yeah. Ah, how did he just walk right in? Let me send him the lounge room number."

Liu Rulan started contacting Tong Junhui on her phone.

At this moment, Bao Xingsheng had also heard the commotion and walked out of his lounge.

For whatever reason, he actively approached Xiao He and shook his hand. "I'm very grateful for Mr. Xiao's timely intervention this time. Otherwise, we might have accidentally hurt one of your young actors."

"No problem, President Bao. It was just a small misunderstanding. A little scuffle like this is also a kind of fate between us."

Xiao He shook his hand back with deliberate restraint, carefully choosing his words.

Sure enough, when Bao Xingsheng heard Xiao He say "fate," he broke into an unusually warm smile.

"No, no. In the end, it was my bodyguards here that disrupted your production team's filming—"

Bao Xingsheng gestured to his secretary and pulled out a somewhat familiar invitation from his bag.

"Our Bao family will be hosting a cruise party at Victoria Harbour next month. We'll board from Victoria Harbour and set sail for international waters, holding a special two-day, one-night carnival. If Mr. Xiao has free time afterward, we would be most delighted to have you attend!"

Xiao He looked at the invitation before him and fell silent for a moment.

He had seen this very invitation not long ago from Liu Rulan. But back then, they had only received an electronic version. No matter how luxurious and opulent the gold-threaded design appeared, it was still just a high-end design for an electronic invitation.

But now—

The electronic version was already flashy and extravagant enough, yet the physical version was even more over-the-top. The gold-threaded rose pattern along the edges was almost certainly real gold thread, the kind you could pry off and sell directly as gold. The details were far more intricate than the electronic version, making it clear at a glance that this invitation was absolutely not some simple "mass-sent" type.

It was the Law of the Jungle high-luxury invitation made real.

He was getting the protagonist's exclusive edition.

It seemed the invitation their company had received earlier was only the most basic tier.

But this one, personally handed over by the head of the Bao family, Hong Kong's Shipping King, Bao Xingsheng—this was definitely the most extraordinary invitation of them all!

In the entire Hong Kong, there probably weren't many people who could produce an invitation like this at the event.

Still, Xiao He was a bit puzzled.

Wasn't Bao Xingsheng's attitude just a little too friendly?

Even though Xiao He's company was doing booming business now, and Heguang Technology was slowly getting on track, Xiao He felt confident that Bao Xingsheng wouldn't think much of his meager assets.

Then...

Someone behind him subtly poked him. Xiao He snapped his attention back to the present.

Without thinking, he knew it was Liu Rulan's reminder.

Sister Liu never wanted him to get involved in these matters.

But...

Xiao He looked at the invitation before him, a slow smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"I'm truly grateful for President Bao's invitation. I've never attended such a grand gala before. If I can participate in the party this time and enjoy the sea breeze and ocean views with everyone, it would be my honor."

The young man's smile was meaningful, brimming with confidence and spirit. He reached out proactively and took that obviously special invitation from Bao Xingsheng's hand.

Behind him, the woman let out an almost imperceptible sigh.

She knew it would come to this!

"Then I look forward to our meeting on the cruise ship."

Bao Xingsheng nodded cheerfully, seemingly pleased that Xiao He was so agreeable. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he turned and left with his secretary.

Once the group had walked far away, a man in an ordinary short-sleeved shirt, wearing a hat and mask, slowly emerged from another corner.

Watching the direction Bao Xingsheng and his people had disappeared, Tong Junhui's eyes flickered with doubt. Adjusting the mask on his face to cover the scar at the corner of his eye, he turned and walked into the lounge.

Inside the lounge at this moment, the atmosphere was thick with Liu Rulan's low pressure.

"Earlier you said you weren't going, and now you're jumping at it."

Liu Rulan took a sip of the cold drink Xiao Chen had brought, feeling her anger wasn't going to subside anytime soon. She'd thought the kid had finally settled down lately, but it turned out he was just brewing something bigger.

Xiao He flashed an appeasing smile. "I'm just curious!"

When Tong Junhui walked in, Liu Rulan's anger hadn't abated much. She only gave him a casual greeting.

But Xiao He, as if grabbing at a lifeline, immediately shifted the topic. "Teacher Tong actually came to Hong Kong! Long time no see!"

Tong Junhui smiled helplessly and greeted them warmly. "Teacher Xiao, long time no see. It's really good to see you and Sister Liu doing well."

However, after a glance at the still-annoyed Liu Rulan and then at the "well-behaved" Xiao He, Tong Junhui couldn't help blurting out the first thought that had crossed his mind since arriving.

"Why would someone like Bao Xingsheng come to your production set?"

Bao Xingsheng. Who was he? The Shipping King of Hong Kong. A big shot whose name was famous throughout all of Southeast Asia.

A big shot like that—in the past, it was hard even to find a way to get in contact. But now, the moment he arrived at the set, he just happened to run into him.

What was going on here?

"Uh—"

Xiao He and Liu Rulan exchanged glances, both looking a bit awkward.

"Maybe it's because of metaphysics." Xiao He explained helplessly. "President Bao is really into that kind of stuff. Actually, this is already his second visit here—"

It was metaphysics that brought them together; it was metaphysics that gathered them all here.