I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 123 Multiple People Summoned
After leaving Zheng Hongyi's office, Han Ling went to Qu Guanfeng's office, where they talked a lot, mainly about the special police detachment, and he hoped that he could practice sniping as soon as possible when he had time.

Han Ling didn't object; on the contrary, he really enjoyed handling guns. Now that he had a legitimate opportunity, he couldn't wait to go often, since bullets were free and he could make as many as he wanted.

As Han Ling walked out of Qu Guanfeng's office, a police officer from the Municipal Public Security Bureau informed her that Director Lin was waiting, which made Han Ling somewhat puzzled.

Are you so popular?

His doubts didn't last long; he soon learned Director Lin's identity.

It turned out to be Lin Rong's father.

I see. No wonder Lin Rong was there when the Economic Investigation Detachment went to the jurisdiction of Wanglou Police Station to arrest suspects last time. Besides the high proportion of female police officers in the Economic Investigation Detachment, it was probably also to gain experience and prestige.

Intelligence indicated there were only three suspects, and with thorough preparation, it was highly unlikely there would be any unforeseen circumstances. Lin Rong could simply observe from the sidelines and still gain some modest credit.

Unexpectedly, the intelligence was wrong, and Lin Rong herself was incredibly incompetent. If he hadn't arrived in time, Lin Rong's face would have been in serious trouble.

"Thank you so much for saving Lin Rong. I will definitely repay this favor." Lin Gaopeng's attitude was rather cold, but his tone was sincere, and it seemed to come from the heart.

He seems to be a doting father to his daughter; I'm quite scared now.

Han Ling said directly, "Director Lin, frontline security guards are in a dangerous position. If you are really worried about her safety, I suggest you transfer her to an internal affairs post. She has a somewhat impulsive personality."

These words made Lin Gaopeng frown slightly. He felt somewhat uncomfortable with the younger generation's negative comments about his daughter.

This kid has a low EQ.

It's not that Han Ling lacks emotional intelligence; he was just telling the truth. Knowing that the suspect was carrying a dangerous weapon and still choosing to act alone, while commendable in its courage, it would also be fair to call it reckless.

Having the ability is fine, but not having the ability is just showing off.

After a moment of silence, Lin Gaopeng spoke up: "This is Lin Rong's own choice, and I respect her. Perhaps she was influenced by me. Becoming a frontline police officer and charging into battle has been her dream since childhood."

As a father and as the bureau chief, shouldn't I be proud?

Han Ling had been considering the issue from the other party's perspective, but now that it had escalated to a new level, he didn't say much more: "Director Lin is right. Being unafraid of danger and sacrifice is a quality that frontline police officers should possess."

I'm proud to have classmates like this.

This was a more palatable remark, leaving Lin Gaopeng momentarily unsure of the other person's emotional intelligence. He changed the subject: "I heard that you pursued Lin Rong when you were in police academy?"

Han Ling readily admitted, "Yes, I did pursue her. With Lin Rong's looks, what man wouldn't like her?"

As the conversation deepened, Lin Gaopeng suddenly felt a little dazed, realizing that the person sitting in front of him was not a young man in his twenties, but spoke in a very mature manner.

Moreover, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and showed no reverence for himself.

Normally, a regular police officer from a branch office would feel nervous facing a deputy director of the municipal bureau, given such a large difference in their positions.

No wonder he was able to kill two assailants who attacked the police with just two shots, without his hands even shaking; he has a very strong mental fortitude.

Perhaps it's related to the upbringing of orphans; they had to rely on themselves the whole way and needed a strong heart.

"It's a pity you two weren't meant to be," Lin Gaopeng said. "I wish you and your girlfriend all the best."

Ok?
Han Ling raised an eyebrow. So this was what they were waiting for.

All the preceding build-up was probably for this very sentence.

Is it to accuse myself of being fickle and easily bored, or to remind myself not to have designs on Lin Rong again?

"Director Xie Lin."

He never really had any interest in Lin Rong.

After leaving Lin Gaopeng's office, Han Ling thought the meeting with the leaders was over, but to her surprise, there was still a deputy director in line.

Shen Junchuan, Director Shen.

"Who is this?"

With these questions in mind, Han Ling knocked on Shen Junchuan's office door. The other party was already waiting, and tea had been prepared.

Seeing the steaming tea on the table, Han Ling was "moved".

Look at them! Those three bureau chiefs were nothing; they wouldn't even give them a sip of water.

"I don't usually smoke, you can keep it."

After Han Ling sat down, Shen Junchuan took out two packs of cigarettes from under the table and placed them in front of Han Ling.

Han Ling looked over and saw Panda cigarettes.

He knew this cigarette was a special supply, mainly used for state banquets and foreign affairs activities in the early years. In 97, a small amount was supplied to the market to celebrate the return of Hong Kong Island, but ordinary consumers rarely saw it, and scalpers hoarded it.

Even this year, the supply is still based on a quota system, and the market demand exceeds supply. You need to pull strings to get your hands on one.

Han Ling was even more "moved".

Look at them, those three bureau chiefs were nothing, they didn't even offer them a cigarette.

Director Shen, standing before me, immediately provided two special supplies.

The difference between people is just that great.

"Director Shen, what do you mean?" Han Ling asked. He was just joking, and he didn't seem to have any connection with Shen Junchuan, who was in charge of internal affairs.

Shen Junchuan silently sized up Han Ling and smiled, "Literally, I don't usually smoke, so keeping it would be a waste."

Han Ling: "If you're going to give me some useful information, why are you giving me cigarettes for no reason?"

Shen Junchuan: "Your master Yin Yunliang and I are old friends. Before he left, he asked me to take care of you."

Hearing this, Han Ling no longer suspected anything and decisively took the two packs of cigarettes from the table. Since it was through his master's connections, there was no need to be polite; why not take it?

Watching Han Ling's actions, Shen Junchuan found it amusing, while secretly sighing, "This kid is really used to being poor."

"Fine, you can go now," Shen Junchuan said, urging him to leave.

Han Ling was taken aback: "Nothing else?"

Shen Junchuan: "That's it. What did you think happened?"

"Uh." Han Ling felt that this trip to the Municipal Bureau was truly a strange journey. He picked up the tea that had been poured, took a sip, and stood up to say goodbye. "Director Shen, you're busy. Goodbye."

With two packs of Panda cigarettes in his pocket, Han Ling was contentedly preparing to meet up with the branch office leader, but in the end, he couldn't escape Lin Rong's obstruction.

"Hi!"

This time, Han Ling took the initiative to greet him.

The sudden enthusiasm caught Lin Rong off guard. After a long pause, she finally spoke: "Congratulations on receiving a first-class merit. However... the reconnaissance process in Weijiazhuang Village was still too dangerous. In the future, if you encounter a situation like this, it's best to call for backup in advance."

After saying that, she noticed the cigarette in Han Ling's hand and was immediately surprised: "Did Director Shen give it to you?"

Han Ling smiled and said, "Yes."

Lin Rong asked curiously, "He usually refuses to give you cigarettes when other deputy directors ask him for them. Why would he give you two cartons? Is it just because Professor Yin took you as a student?"

Han Ling: "I think so, anyway, that's what Director Shen said."

Lin Rong opened her mouth, then fell silent.

An orphan started his career at a police station, and within a year, he was at the forefront of all new police officers, far surpassing everyone else.

Indeed, background is not the most important factor, nor are exam scores; actual performance after joining the company is what truly demonstrates ability.

In this respect, neither she nor Zhang Yunhang can compare, let alone others.

"Tong Feng... is he alright?" Seeing that Han Ling was about to leave, Lin Rong made conversation.

Han Ling nodded: "That's good. He spends all his time hanging around the police dog squadron when he's not busy. I think he might be in love."

"Really? That's interesting." Lin Rong smiled. "How are Sun Yujie and Yang Rui? Are they doing alright?"

Han Ling: "That's good, they should be able to make it work."

Lin Rong: "How are things with you and your girlfriend?"

Han Ling noticed that the people in the Municipal Bureau really liked to build up to the last sentence. They would say a lot of things beforehand, just to get to the very last sentence.

"That's fine," he replied. "It's just that the emergency room is a bit busy. You seem quite concerned about her?"

Now that the conversation had progressed this far, Lin Rong, not one to mince words, asked directly, "You found a girlfriend so quickly after joining the company, it can't be because of me, right? I want to hear the truth."

Han Ling's judgment was correct; the woman was indeed about to have a relapse.

Shouldn't you be happy if someone you don't like gives up on pursuing you?

"Do you know what the suspension bridge effect is?" he asked rhetorically.

Lin Rong was unfamiliar with this term: "Huh?"

Han Ling: "Go back and search it online. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Lin Rong standing there in a daze.

The suspension bridge effect, simply put, means that in high-pressure or stimulating environments, people tend to misinterpret their anxiety as attraction to a particular person of the opposite sex.

A typical example is the hero rescuing the damsel in distress.

He needs to bring Lin Rong to her senses and make sure she doesn't make a mistake.

Watching Han Ling's figure disappear, Lin Rong immediately took out her phone, opened a search engine, and typed in the words "suspension bridge effect".

After reading the definition, she chuckled, somewhat speechless.

"Am I the kind of person who would confuse emotions? Besides, I never said I liked you. Two third-class merits and one first-class merit, this guy is starting to get narcissistic."

"Besides, you already have a girlfriend. Stealing someone's boyfriend will never happen to me, Lin Rong, you narcissist..."

Thinking of Han Ling's girlfriend, Lin Rong felt that awkwardness return, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty about her earlier thoughts.

She had never been in a relationship before, so she couldn't tell whether this awkwardness stemmed from jealousy because she liked him, the disappointment of losing a loyal suitor, the anger at him saying goodbye to being single, or the disparity between her previously mediocre suitor and his sudden dazzling success.

Lin Rong is currently going through a difficult time.

Meanwhile, Han Ling met up with her colleagues from the branch office and drove away from the municipal bureau one after another.

The fame of Han Ling's first-class merit will last for a long time within the police force, and his name will become widely known. At the same time, the Wanglou Police Station will also become famous.

As Han Ling's new workplace, Wanglou Police Station inevitably appeared on the bulletin board with her, which could be considered another form of exposure.

Unfortunately, no one's name appeared, which led Zhu Yue to complain bitterly.

"The Municipal Public Security Bureau's publicity department has gone too far." In front of the bulletin board at Wanglou Police Station, Zhu Yue pointed to a large text expressing his dissatisfaction. "Shouldn't they add a sentence: Under the guidance of Zhu Yue, the head of the criminal investigation team at Wanglou Police Station, Han Ling has grown rapidly in a short period of time and become a qualified and excellent police officer, right? Is there anything wrong with that?"

Everyone looked at Zhu Yue, who had a serious expression, with strange looks, and then left in silence.

You should just keep fantasizing.

(End of this chapter)