Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 844

Chapter 844: Chapter 277: Subduing Yu Yong, Mission Accomplished!

Want to find a problem with Inspector Cheng?

The so-called anomaly is nothing more than him stealing a bit of electricity. If this were concerning an Intern Inspector, perhaps it could be talked about, but now he’s a First-stage Formal Inspector, holding Core Inspector authority. Even if found out, so what?

The Security and Integrity Bureau wants to use him as a breakthrough to hold the Low-level Inspectors of the inspection station. The path might be right, but the person is wrong.

They might as well target those High-level Inspectors with real issues. Only then could they truly give everyone a wake-up call.

After a comfortable hot shower, and changing into a clean inspection station uniform, Cheng Ye stepped out of the bathroom again. Qin Zhaoye and Shen Chongshan had already left, no longer lingering.

“Annoying.” Cheng Ye muttered softly.

Now that the Security and Integrity Bureau hasn’t been officially established yet, he can still use issues with their structure to avoid these people’s harassment.

Once their structure is fully in place, if these people want to invite him for a “talk,” it will be justified.

If returning to the Buffer Zone always means being delayed by these people for half a day, it would indeed be troublesome.

“Judging from these two people’s attitudes, there might be plenty of issues that can be uncovered with the other inspectors at the inspection station.”

As he walked out of the inspection station and waited at the bus stop, Cheng Ye couldn’t help but ponder, “These years, power has expanded unchecked, with many people skirting the rules, which has provided the Integrity Bureau with an opportunity.”

At this moment, he could already imagine Ding Yishan’s helplessness.

Between two competing bureaus, the first thing is to ensure one’s own cleanliness.

Like the actions of Garcia at the Central Station in directly intercepting fees, the inspection station turned a blind eye back then, but being pulled out by the Integrity Bureau now is enough to deal with him, and the inspection station can’t even protect him.

Over the years, other inspectors have likely also been tinkering with similar things, receiving extra resources in addition to their fixed commissions.

The higher-ups’ purpose in establishing the Integrity Bureau is probably to reshuffle before major development, removing the bad apples and leaving only those who can truly contribute to Happiness City.

But again, in executing this process, can the Security and Integrity Bureau ensure it doesn’t violate any rules itself?

With the corps taking the opportunity to enter the Buffer Zone and seize discourse power, a massive amount of interest is undoubtedly involved, so it won’t be entirely clean.

“Luckily, after picking someone up this time, it will be several months before I return.” Cheng Ye murmured to himself, temporarily setting aside his worries about the Integrity Bureau.

Back in the central district, he walked into the Inner City, heading straight for the research institute.

With the identity certification personally issued by Yu Erlan, the guards at the entrance did not make things difficult at all, acting as if they hadn’t noticed him, allowing him to walk smoothly into the Big Dome.

Waiting briefly in the café within the research institute, it wasn’t long before a lean figure followed Shi Xu out from behind the door.

None other than Yu Yong!

Compared to his form in the containment room, Yu Yong now was a completely different person.

He was so emaciated that there was an abnormal hollowness about him, as if all vitality had been drained, leaving only a loose shell wrapped around a skeletal frame.

His cheeks were deeply sunken, cheekbones jutting high, his face nearly devoid of fat, with dry, wax-yellow skin tightly clinging to the bones, eyes deeply set and muddy, no longer holding any of the sharpness they once did.

His hair hung in disarray, his steps unsteady, each one seeming merely supported at the last moment, with empty sleeves swaying back and forth, the whole person exuding a frailness of one who had recently escaped from despair, like an addict struggling after a long period of withdrawal.

“What do you feel like drinking?” Cheng Ye stood up, raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Espresso… please.” Yu Yong mumbled, eyes glued to the ground, his voice faint as a mosquito.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Ye grew a bit more curious. When the coffee arrived, he motioned for Yu Yong to sit down:

“So, do you finally regret it now?”

“Everyone takes the wrong path, and I have paid the price.” Yu Yong took a sip of coffee, the bitter taste prompting him to frown, “I have forgotten how I was parasitized, but I feel I wasn’t that kind of person, at least I wouldn’t have been crazy enough to destroy a Satellite City.”

“Could someone have framed you?” Cheng Ye subconsciously shook his head, halting midway, and then rephrased:

“Did you not remember before, or have you completely forgotten now?”

“I didn’t have that memory before either.” Yu Yong gently shook his head, “I thought it was the infection source’s self-protection mechanism, causing me to subconsciously ignore that memory. But now, even with the source sealed, I still can’t recall it. That day… feels like it never happened.”

“So, is it possible you were framed?” Cheng Ye sipped the juice in front of him.

“It doesn’t make any difference now.” Yu Yong’s voice remained low, “Flies don’t land on clean eggs. Whether someone set me up or I went mad, an entire Satellite City’s residents died because of me.”

He paused, looking up with a hint of plea in his eyes, “The reason I want to follow you is to hope to exchange the remaining time I have, along with all the information I possess, for a request from you.”

Cheng Ye nodded slightly, continuing, “Do you want me to help you find out what really happened that day?”