While Yibo was tiredly sorting through the many emails that Zhan had received over the past two years, he came to the spam folder, which was full. Many emails were indeed just spam. But there were also emails from potential clients who wanted to hire Zhan as a graphic designer. But the email that immediately caught Yibo's eye and made him growl softly was from someone who wrote in the subject line: "It's me, Isko."
Without asking Zhan if he could open the email, he opened it and read it. Yibo cursed out loud at the very first words. "You damn..." When Zhan looked at him, Yibo apologized and continued reading.
"Hello beautiful man, unfortunately I haven't found another way to contact you. There is news. My boss went with those men who crashed the party on Saturday night. She looked cheerful and hasn't returned yet. I'm not allowed to leave the house. Two of her bodyguards are watching me the whole time. Last night I managed to distract them for a short time when they were eating. I wanted to go down to the basement and see for myself what was there after you seemed to have taken such an interest in what might be there. Even though you tried to hide it. I knew what you were really up to. I have to tell you, from the moment I entered the house for the first time, I was forbidden to even touch the door. So I was very interested in seeing for myself what was there. Unfortunately, the door is locked and none of the house staff have a key to the lock. I also have to tell you that she seems to have lost her trust in me and I'm sure she'll make me disappear too. Please be careful and take good care of yourself. Isko"
Yibo read through the text two or three times, then showed it to Zhan and then they sent a copy to Agent Nax. Shortly after sending the email, Yibo received a call: "Xiao Zhan should write to him that he needs to give us more information about Isla Isari so that he is worth getting out of there." That was all she said before ending the call without Yibo being able to say anything back.
Zhan, who had also overheard the very short call, looked at Yibo, shaking his head, and said, "I'm not going along with this! Who decides what information is important enough for them to free him? He's a person who was innocently involved in whatever and that alone should be enough, shouldn't it?"
Yibo looked at his cell phone, nodded thoughtfully and replied: "You're absolutely right. But she's the team leader and we have to follow her orders."
"But that's not how it works!" Zhan insisted angrily.
"I know Zhan. Please calm down. I'm already thinking about what we can do to get around her order."
"It's simple! We'll talk to your director or someone else above her in rank! We tell him she's acting strangely and giving orders that could potentially cost an innocent person his life!"
"It's not that simple Zhan. I can't just walk into the agency, knock on the director's door and demand to speak to him. And neither can I talk to any other higher-ranking agent."
"Why not?"
"Because I have to complain in writing about my team leader before they'll even consider an investigation."
"What kind of nonsense is that?"
"I didn't make the rules Zhan. I can also understand that it makes you angry. I don't like it either. But there's nothing I can do about it. This is a government agency, I have to follow the rules."
"Then write a complaint."
"Wait a minute. I'll try something else first." Yibo said and dialed the number of Agent Lee, who is the deputy team leader. After Agent Lee answered the call after the second ring, Yibo explained to him what was in the email and how Agent Nax responded, or rather, what she ordered.
"Mhhh, she's not herself at this time." Agent Lee said after listening to everything.
"So what should we do now? Do what she said? Or do you have any other ideas?" Yibo asked, scribbling on a white sheet of paper with a ballpoint pen.
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Dark Purple Rose [YiZhan FF]
FanfictionXiao Zhan is a 26-year-old self-employed graphic designer who unexpectedly gets into trouble when a mysterious rich businesswoman enters his life and develops an interest in him that he neither could nor wanted to return. But that doesn't stop her f...