The reborn policewoman's dog solves numerous major cases, shocking the nation.

Chapter 116 The entire city's police system was shaken!

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, where operator Xiao Zhang was.

How come this is getting more and more absurd?
Could someone be making a false police report to deliberately mess with her?

Xiao Zhang couldn't help but have some doubts, but the desperate and somewhat frightened tone in Third Master Lin's voice really didn't seem like an act!

At this moment, Third Master Lin's almost tearful voice rang out again: "Now... our entire gang, more than fifty people, are under control! You'd better come and arrest us right now!"

"..."

Xiao Zhang was filled with doubt and apprehension.

Why is this person so eager for the police to come? Could it be that they've really encountered some danger? Are they deliberately exaggerating the seriousness to get the police to come quickly?
possible!
After a moment's hesitation, Xiao Zhang continued, "Who's controlling you?"

Master Lin took a deep breath and, with all his might, uttered the words that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

"The other side...the other side is a pack of dogs!"

"The one leading it is a husky..."

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone for ten seconds.

Xiao Zhang: "..."

She felt that her professional competence was being challenged like never before.

The atmosphere, which had been extremely tense just moments before, suddenly became incredibly eerie.

“Sir,” Xiao Zhang’s voice turned cold and formulaic, but his mind was racing, “Are you sure you’re talking about ‘dogs,’ and not some code name? Like ‘mad dogs,’ ‘wild dogs,’ or some kind of criminal gang?”

"It's not a code name! It's a dog! A real dog!"

Old Master Lin panicked and roared, "I'm telling the truth! It's true! Come quick! If you don't come, we'll be eaten by dogs! The address is the abandoned industrial park in the western suburbs, factory building C-3! Please! Come and save us!"

Listening to the heart-wrenching, genuine wailing on the phone, Xiao Zhang fell into deep thought.

This acting is so realistic!

Wait a minute! A husky?

A thought flashed through her mind like lightning! She remembered! The "divine dog that won't be demolished" story that was all over the internet!
"Impossible..." Xiao Zhang muttered to himself, "Isn't that dog in Handong? How could it have come to our Suiming?"

She shook her head, finding the idea absurd.

It's definitely a prank, or something a mentally ill person imagined after seeing the news.

But no matter what, rules are rules.

"Okay sir, we have noted your address and will send someone over immediately to verify the situation! Please keep your phone accessible!"

After hanging up the phone, the operator shook his head helplessly and called the duty room: "Brother Li, Brother Wang, there's a false police report. He says he owns a banknote printing factory, but it was raided by a husky, and he wants us to come and rescue him."

The two police officers on duty were at a loss for words upon hearing this.

"These days, storytellers are getting more and more talented."

"Is it another 'fan' of that internet-famous husky? Last time, someone even called the police saying their cat had been abducted by aliens and insisted that 'Bu Chai' solve the case."

"Alright, stop complaining. Rules are rules. Let's go on patrol!"

Ten minutes later, a police car with its lights flashing slowly drove towards the western suburbs.

Inside the car, the two young police officers were still discussing what to have for dinner.

"Another boring fake police operation. When are we going to run into a big case?"

"Come on, what big cases could our little police station possibly handle? Even if there were big cases, they wouldn't be ours. We should just live a peaceful life."

When they arrived at Factory Building C-3, cursing and swearing, they found it eerily quiet, without a soul in sight.

"I knew it! They were just playing us!"

One of the police officers impatiently pushed open the half-closed factory door, intending to go in, drag out the drunk man who had made a false police report, and give him a good talking-to.

However, the moment the door was pushed open...

The impatience and complaints on their faces froze instantly.

Their pupils contracted to their maximum size in a mere second.

Their mouths involuntarily opened wide, wide enough to fit a fist. They saw it.

In the center of the factory, I saw dozens of people squatting on the ground, their hands covering their heads, trembling with fear.

I saw the mountain of "red bills" next to me, exuding the fresh scent of ink.

Further into the distance, one could see ancient-looking bronzes and pottery that looked incredibly valuable.

Finally, they saw...

They saw him sitting atop that pile of red bills, like a king, looking down at them with an expression that seemed to say, "Why are you so late?"

A husky.

"I...I...Fuck..."

One of the police officers' legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground. His hands trembled as he reached for the walkie-talkie at his waist, his voice shaking as if he had late-stage Parkinson's disease.

"Get the station chief!! Something...something terrible has happened...that emergency call...it's fucking real!!!"

The message was reported up the chain of command.

The head of the Xinhua Road Police Station thought his subordinates had gone mad after receiving the call.

When he personally led his team to the scene and saw the magical scene that was worthy of being recorded in history, he was stunned and almost forgot his own name.

He picked up the phone with trembling hands and called the director of the Rongcheng West Suburbs Branch.

After hearing the report, the branch bureau chief slammed his fist on the table, shouting that the station chief must be sleepwalking.

When he arrived at the scene with the criminal investigation team from the branch office and witnessed everything, he fell silent. He quietly picked up his phone, which had been dented by his own phone, and dialed the Rongcheng City Procuratorate.

Within half an hour, an unprecedented "shocking storm" swept through the entire police system of Chengdu, starting from the most basic police station!
All the leaders who received the call reacted in a remarkably consistent manner.

Disbelief – Outrage – Visiting the scene – Petrification – Reporting to superiors.

Ultimately, this hot potato, hot enough to cause a huge uproar, was reported up the chain of command and finally landed on Director Zhang's desk at the Suiming Provincial Inspection Office.

……

Late at night, in the top-floor office of the Suiming Provincial Inspection Office building.

Director Zhang sat upright, facing the video conference screen in front of him, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

On the screen was a dignified and imposing figure, a top-tier player from the Chinese server.

The boss's voice, like the chill of winter ice, carried clearly throughout the entire office through the speakers.

"Director Zhang, that batch of counterfeit money has already begun circulating in other regions!"

"The head office used the highest level of detection methods to barely identify it! The forgery technology has reached a level that is indistinguishable from the real thing!"

"I am giving you a very serious order! If your Suiming cannot solve the case and produce a result within half a month, then...!"

The bigwig paused, his gaze sharp as lightning, fixed intently on Director Zhang.

"You can stop being a director! Just go retire in the government!"

Director Zhang's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew this wasn't a threat; it was an ultimatum.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, to complain, to tell his superiors how cunning and difficult to investigate this counterfeit money gang was.

But all the words that came to his lips turned into three powerless syllables.

"Yes, Governor!"

The video conference ended, and the screen went dark.

Director Zhang slumped back in his chair, feeling as if all his strength had been drained away.

Finished!

This is completely over!
Half a month? Let alone half a month, even if you gave him another six months, he still wouldn't find a single clue about that elusive counterfeit money gang!
His political career... comes to an end here.

He closed his eyes in pain, his mind already contemplating whether he should learn calligraphy or study health preservation after joining the CPPCC.

(End of this chapter)