Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

"Has the matter of 'Seven Fragrances' been thoroughly investigated?" Luo Ruchuan asked in a low voice, his right hand supporting his head and his left hand rhythmically tapping the table with a crisp sound.

Lieutenant Li nodded. "It's been confirmed." He gathered his thoughts and continued, "It matches our previous guess: it's highly addictive. Once you're hooked, it's incredibly difficult to quit, and from the moment you take it, it continuously damages your nervous system."

Luo Ruchuan frowned slightly: "How does it compare to the samples I brought back from Wangcheng?"

"After comparative analysis, the two are indeed the same substance, but the purity of the 'Seven Fragrances' in Wangcheng is much higher, with a content almost ten times that of the sample we seized." Lieutenant Li said, pausing involuntarily.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate. If the young marshal hadn't noticed and taken action early on, allowing these things to flow into Los Angeles and then be transported to the rest of the country through the port of Los Angeles, the entire country would have fallen apart in less than five years.

Moreover, the shadow of Country R is faintly visible behind this series of events, and it could even be said that Western countries are fueling the flames. Their purpose is obvious. Thinking of this, Lieutenant Li's expression grew increasingly grave, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

No matter how many problems this country has, it is the land that nurtured them, the foundation of their being. They will never tolerate anyone harming it in any way.

Lieutenant Li steadied himself and said, "We have successfully seized and destroyed all the 'Seven Fragrances' secretly circulating in the market. At the same time, the military has conducted a comprehensive and thorough investigation. Fortunately, because the survival rate of the raw materials is extremely low, making these products very expensive, only the elite have had access to them. Ordinary people have not been affected yet. However—"

After a brief pause, Lieutenant Li continued, "Although we acted quickly, we don't know whether those powerful families will hide anything, and we dare not conduct a large-scale search rashly."

"Yes, handled very well." Luo Ruchuan nodded slightly. "Notify all major newspapers to report on the 'Seven Fragrances' incident in detail, so that everyone knows about their harm. At the same time, show no mercy to those who are still secretly hoarding them. It's okay to be tough."

"Then, we will send a telegram to the other factions about these matters and the situation in Wangcheng."

"Well... the Li family in the west and the Wang family in the north are manageable, but the Fu family in the south has never gotten along with us, so I'm afraid they won't believe us." Lieutenant Li hesitated when the Fu family was mentioned. The Luo family and the Fu family have not gotten along for years, and there have been occasional frictions. Now that they are acting like this, the other side might think they have some kind of conspiracy.

“Commander Fu and Young Marshal Fu are not fools; they will naturally verify these reports. Although there have been many frictions between our two sides over the years, the Fu family army is known for its strict discipline, which I admire.” Luo Ruchuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He had dealt with the Fu family before, especially the young marshal of the Fu family army, and had some understanding of him.

Commander Fu Jiu'an never married or had children. The current young marshal of the Fu family was adopted from a collateral branch and named Fu Ming. He was upright and incorruptible, skilled in military strategy, and also deeply loved the people. Therefore, he was highly respected by the people and enjoyed great prestige within the Fu family army. The two of them could be considered rivals who respected each other.

If we hadn't had different stances, we might have been able to become friends.

"Yes, I will give the order right away and handle it as soon as possible." Lieutenant Li nodded. He had heard about the reputation of the Fu family father and son. They were decisive in their actions, but also had the world in their hearts. They were worthy of being called heroes of their time.

"Hmm." Luo Ruchuan waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

Before leaving, Lieutenant Li presented Luo Ruchuan with a military report. As Luo Ruchuan read through it, his expression grew increasingly grave.

The situation in Northeast China is somewhat tense. It was originally the area where the Wang and Luo factions' power intersected. However, due to the marriage alliance between the two families, it has been unusually peaceful for more than a decade, and trade has increased significantly.

Now, the situation over there is tense, and it looks like war will break out again. We must prepare as soon as possible, no matter what.

Luo Ruchuan tapped the table lightly with his index finger, making a dull sound that made the empty room feel even more oppressive.

After a while, he picked up the phone on the table and issued instructions to various places one by one.

The light in the study of the Luo mansion remained on all night again.

After parting ways with Luo Ruchuan, Song Qingyin hurried home. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Aunt Mei sitting in the living room, her head bowed, her delicate hands fidgeting with the hem of her clothes. It was unclear what she was thinking, as she hadn't even noticed the loud noises Song Qingyin made as she opened and closed the door.

"Aunt Mei!" Song Qingyin called softly, then waved her hand in front of Aunt Mei's eyes a few times. Seeing no response, she raised her voice and called out several more times, "Aunt Mei... Aunt Mei..."

Finally, Aunt Mei slowly raised her head, and her previously empty and lifeless eyes began to focus. When she saw the person standing in front of her clearly, she came back to her senses. However, her face looked quite pale, as if she had suffered a huge blow, or as if she had learned some shocking news. She was in a daze and could not come back to her senses for a long time.

"Aunt Mei, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing Aunt Mei's appearance, Song Qingyin couldn't help but feel worried. Aunt Mei remained silent, and the anxiety on her face became even more pronounced.

“Xiao… Yin.” Song Qingyin’s repeated soft calls were like a clear spring flowing through Aunt Mei’s parched soul, giving her previously unfocused gaze a slight focus. As if grasping at the last straw, she suddenly stretched out her hands and tightly gripped Song Qingyin’s wrists, the force so great that the veins on her arms bulged and were clearly visible.

"Hiss~" A sharp pain shot through her, and Song Qingyin couldn't help but gasp. She instinctively tried to break free from Aunt Mei's grasp, but the hand held her firmly like an iron clamp, showing no sign of loosening. Song Qingyin gritted her teeth, trying to endure the waves of pain radiating from her arm.

Aunt Mei stared intently at Song Qingyin, her eyes slightly red-rimmed, revealing an indescribable tension. Her lips trembled, her voice low and hoarse: "Mr. Luo... is he the young marshal of Luo City?"

Faced with Aunt Mei's outburst, Song Qingyin was somewhat taken aback. She nodded blankly, wondering to herself: Luo Ruchuan's true identity had never been hidden from Aunt Mei, and given his status and reputation, quite a few people knew. She would find out sooner or later anyway, but why was Aunt Mei so agitated?

Looking at Aunt Mei's almost ferocious face, Song Qingyin felt a strange unease. She tried to read something in Aunt Mei's eyes, but found nothing but deep fear and despair.