I've been working undercover in this stupid police department for a month now and I haven't made any progress. It's so frustrating, I could scream.

I'm still being ignored by my other colleagues. My partner Al and the, who I think is mentally retarded, Don Miles, pay attention to me and talk to me.

Commissioner, no now it is called, Chief Commissioner Miles still ignores me. Every now and then he gives me an order, yelling of course, but otherwise I don't exist for him. Not even at the team dinner, he looked at me. Apparently the teams go out to eat together once a month, I went last week for the first time.

All three teams were at a restaurant, each team at its own table. Miles sat at the head of the table as our team leader, and I sat at the very end. He barely spoke to any of his colleagues, and he didn't even speak to me. However, I could overhear a phone conversation when he was outside and I was in the restroom.

He must have been standing directly under the window of the restroom, the window was tilted. I heard him say, "I know, I'm looking at him. - No, he doesn't know anything. - It's perfectly clear to me that he's spying on us. - Nobody trusts him. - No, don't worry, his partner is also ignorant. - I can't watch him 24 hours a day. I have to sleep sometime. And if I want to put someone on him, I'll have to justify it to my supervisor. How am I supposed to do that? - Of course, I'm aware of all that, sir. But like I said, there's nothing I can do right now. My hands are tied."

I feared that I was busted and he was talking about me. But then he said, "He's on Team 2, he's been there for over 10 years. - Sir, I can't put anyone on my team on it. We have a new guy on the team, but he's totally inexperienced. I don't know why I got him into the team. We have to teach him everything first. Right now he has Al as a partner, but I'm afraid he won't learn anything from him either. - Listen, you're the attorney general, if you want me to do this for you, make sure I get capable people on my team and not ones who are still green behind the ears."

So it looks like Miles is also working undercover for the Attorney General and is targeting someone on Team 2. The only question is, which one of them? From what Al told me, four of them have been there for ten years. So I have to figure out which team member is not trusted and why.

But how am I going to find out? Al's knowledge is limited and we are just on the road. Al said it hasn't been as bad as it is right now in a long time. Apparently it seems to be some kind of high season where there are constant burglaries, thefts, murders, accidents and other crimes that we have to deal with. Like we're the only police department here.

Shiyan told me that they hardly have anything to do in their police department and often just sit around all day. Why are we getting everything from headquarters right now?

Oh yes, a new contact person has not been found yet either. So I have to continue to save and collect my reports. I don't know how long this will last. Although Shiyan knows about me, Jong does not. And Jong is becoming more and more suspicious. Although I followed Shiyan's advice, Jong seems to sense that I am not a beginner.

Just a few days ago, Jong asked me if I was in the army because many of my movements look like I served in the army for a long time. However, he laughed right after he asked me that and claimed it was a joke, but his look told me he was completely serious.

Sometimes it also seems to me that Jong is always testing and questioning me. I can't explain exactly to what extent, but there's something strange about him. Shiyan also noticed some changes in Jong over the past few weeks. He also noted that Jong is asking way too many questions right now, even to him.

Yesterday, I even specially invited Al to our dorm and let him tell me about police work, forensics, crime scene investigation and the like, just to make Jong think I'm really clueless.

And later I noticed something very strange about Jong. He earns as much money as a policeman as I do, but he bought a brand new Honda! How can he afford it? Is he also on the Wen's payroll? Shiyan is also very suspicious about this and probably wants to have a look at his bank statements.

To speed things up, I wrote a message to Seungyoun. The people in the agency can get to the data faster and can quickly see Jong's account transactions. Let's see what they find out about Jong and maybe they can see where he got the money for a new car.

At the moment, I'm already fearing the worst. But more for Shiyan's undercover work than for me. Because Jong is his partner in the police department. Shiyan said it's difficult for him to play the partner and good friend while investigating for the DEA. Because Jong often slows him down.

A personal note for me: I had been to the bar three times now in the meantime, but did not encounter Xiao Zhan. The bartender told me that he was there frequently, but irregularly and not necessarily on weekends.

Tomorrow is my day off and I decided to go to the bar tonight. I don't know why, but somehow I keep being drawn back there, hoping I'll run into Xiao Zhan again. I can't stop thinking about the night with him and would like to repeat it.

Because somehow the night with Zhan did me a lot of good. I could forget everything for a few hours and just be myself. Well, apart from the fact that I couldn't tell him who I really am. He knows my name. But when he enters it into a search engine, only the wrong profiles appear that have been created for me.

No matter how hard he would search, he will not be able to find out that I am a special agent.

I wonder if he also has to think about me from time to time and might want to see me again. It's not like I've suddenly developed feelings for him now or anything. I just want to spend some nice, carefree hours with him.

This afternoon, my mom called me. She somehow found out that my brother is supposed to be here in Yiling. And unlike my dad, she asked me to look for my brother. I told her that I couldn't just do that and at the same time told her that he was not on Wen Rouhan's payroll and that Meng Yao was just a small fish. But that didn't make her any happier.

Instead, she pressed the tear-jerker and asked me in an emotional appeal, because of my love for my mother and brother, to look for him after all. She must realize that I am endangering my mission by doing this, right? She as a chief prosecutor should know that!

But as always when it comes to my brother, her logical thinking stops and she is then just the mother of my big brother. I don't know why she is so crazy about him and can forgive him everything. I just wish she would give me so much love and attention.

Yes sure, my mother loves me and I can't complain, but as soon as it comes to my brother, I seem to no longer exist for her. I am then, like now, just her tool to find her beloved missing son. This pisses me off so much! And there I am not supposed to get frustrated?

Well, anyway, after my mother's call, I wrote a message to my father. I informed him that she knew and wanted me to look for Hai Kuan. My father then called me and immediately started grumbling that I should not do that under any circumstances.

I was so annoyed that I almost yelled into my cell phone, "Why are you yelling at me? I'm already sick of my team leader yelling at me every single day. I don't need you yelling at me now, too. Besides, I told you I wasn't going to look for him. Damn it, I just wanted to let you know that Mom knows about Hai Kuan being around here somewhere." Then I immediately ended the conversation. Now, of course, I'm embarrassed that I spoke to my father like that.

Well, so what. It's evening now and I'm going to get ready and then head to the bar. Hopefully I'll see Zhan tonight. I could really use a distraction right now. And hopefully Shiyan and Jong won't come with me. They're both off tomorrow too and had mentioned something earlier about how they could need a drink again too.

AUTHORS POV

Yibo went to shower in the bathroom and then got dressed. When he came out of his room and was about to leave, his two roommates joined him, much to his displeasure. He couldn't find an excuse why they couldn't come with him, so he had to give in and went with them to the bar.

Arriving at the bar, they ordered a couple of beers and whiskey, then sat down in one of the small areas. Yibo was anything but happy that he couldn't come here alone. More accurately, he was just frustrated.

Jong talked incessantly about a case he had a year ago and explained how he could solve the case. He exaggerated excessively in his descriptions and mentioned several times that he had almost died. Yibo really had to restrain himself. Because he knew the case and had read the file. It was far from the way Jong described it. And some details didn't add up either.

Around 10 pm, Yibo had almost given up hope of seeing Zhan, the door to the bar opened and Zhan walked in. Yibo was very happy to see him, until Jong said something that deeply shocked Yibo. "Oh my god. That's Xiao Zhan! Damn, it's really him! Wen Rouhan's adopted son goes to this bar?"

"The what?" Yibo asked in shock.

"Well him, Xiao Zhan. He's the adopted son of Wen Rouhan. He's the pride of the family. Many people don't know his name. But I've dealt with him and his father before, when there was a fight in a nightclub. Wen Rouhan came to the nightclub with Xiao Zhan because the nightclub belongs to Wen Rouhan. Xiao Zhan just took care of everything. And his father sat proudly in his office chair and explained that his adopted son was the pride of the whole family. To me, Xiao Zhan just seemed ice cold. The look on his face and the way he talked sent a cold shiver down my spine." Explained Jong.

Stunned, Yibo stared over at Zhan, who was standing at the bar ordering a drink. Yibo was so angry at the thought of having slept with Wen Rouhan's adopted son that he went to confront him. Zhan smiled when he saw him and greeted him kindly, "Oh, now we meet again."

"Looks like it." Yibo replied bitterly.

"What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?" Asked Zhan and when the latter saw Jong, his friendly look changed. Yibo froze for a moment when he saw that ice-cold look. "Oh I see. You know now who my father is don't you?" Zhan wanted to know.

"Yes, I know now that you are the pride of the Wen family. The family that is known for its many crimes like no other."

"So, does that make me a criminal too? What do you think? Am I like my father? Or like my brothers? Or my sister? What do you think?"

"I don't know. But I don't feel like finding out either."

"Are you sure about that?" Zhan leaned over further to Yibo and whispered in his ear. "Wouldn't that be great if you could find evidence of my family's criminal activities as a special agent for a free agency?"

"What?"

"Oh yeah, I know who you are too. I know everything about you. But did I greet you so coldly because of that and immediately insinuate that you only slept with me because you want to get information about my family? Or no wait, you might as well find out how your brother is doing right?"

"What about my brother?"

"That my friend, I'll tell you sometime when you get over your shock and are ready to listen. For today, we'll let it go. Have fun yet with the DEA detective and that idiot from Homicide. Oh oops, did I give away his secret to you now? See you soon." Said Zhan and pressed a business card with his cell phone number into Yibo's hand. Then Zhan paid and left.

Yibo stood there for another two or three minutes, completely shocked and bewildered, before he went back to the other two and said, "We should talk urgently! Enough with the secrets! I've really fucking have enough!"