Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

Wen Luyang squinted and chuckled: "As far as I know, there are two local companies in Luoyuan District, both with very strong backgrounds."

"Huifa Group and Hongyuan Group, these two companies have connections that reach the highest levels."

"Of the two previous criminal investigation experts who were parachuted in, one is dead and the other... is still in prison."

When he said this, Wen Luyang's face always revealed a kind of bitter smile and helplessness.

Cao Jianjun can understand.

For criminal police officers without a system, even the most powerful figures are just ordinary people.

Don't be fooled by titles like "provincial department" or "national department." When they go to the local level to investigate cases, it's just like clearing mines.

One wrong move and you could blow yourself to bits.

They either die at the hands of local criminal gangs or at the hands of the law.

Very few people can truly emerge from the mud unsullied and ultimately escape unscathed.

"Come!"

The two men were having a rather profound conversation.

Cao Jianjun clinked his wine bottle together and said, "In our line of work, the only option is to complete the mission; there's no other choice."

"Hey! There is..."

Wen Luyang, holding the wine bottle, dodged it, avoiding a collision: "So, I came to find you."

"Find me?"

Cao Jianjun seemed not to understand.

"Come to Beijiang!"

Wen Luyang grinned slyly: "How about I submit an application to the ministry and have you transferred here?"

"Bullshit!"

Without thinking, Cao Jianjun slammed the bottle on the table: "Old Wen, I'm only drinking with you because of the director."

"If you dare to have any other ideas, then we can forget about drinking this..."

What a joke.

Made.

From Lvteng to Tazhai, and then to Jingang.

Cao Jianjun finally felt relieved, no longer having to investigate cases amidst danger and peril.

Being involved with women now is a headache, but at least there's no risk of death.

Isn't this good?

It's my own fault; I hope it will be posted on the big case.

"Look at you, look at you..."

No matter how kind Wen Luyang's smile was, just like his father Wang Shouyi, it always revealed a kind of cunning.

"To tell you the truth, this is also my dad's idea."

"Director?"

Cao Jianjun stared in surprise, then shook his head violently.

"That won't do either. I won't go no matter who says so."

"Good good..."

Wen Luyang pretended to compromise and nodded, saying, "If you don't want to go, then you don't want to go. Why are you in such a hurry? Hey, you can't get angry just from chatting."

"You're not being honest."

Cao Jianjun finished eating the sheep eggs in front of him, but didn't touch the ones on Wen Luyang's plate.

In a fit of anger, it grabbed it and started gnawing on it.

Wen Luyang frowned as he watched: "You've already been kicked out by your wife, why are you still eating so much? Are you going to do something wrong tonight?"

"???"

Cao Jianjun, with a sheep's testicle in his mouth, stared at Wen Luyang in astonishment: "How did you know I was kicked out?"

"Hey, Cao Jianjun, what do I do for a living?"

Wen Luyang smiled slyly and said, "Do you think I don't know your little schemes?"

"Okay, okay..."

Cao Jianjun stopped asking.

In fact, those who can become elites in the Beijiang Criminal Investigation Corps are all people who can do the work of eight people with one mind.

Even with their own family matters, anyone with a keen eye can sense them.

Cao Jianjun no longer wanted to continue the conversation with him.

One skewer in each hand, a bite to eat, and a couple of sips of beer.

Finally, after eating and drinking his fill, he wiped his mouth, stood up, and said, "I'm full. You can play here by yourself."

Changing the subject, she pointed at Wen Luyang and looked up at the barbecue stall, saying, "Boss, he's paying."

With that, he waved and turned to leave.

Wen Luyang didn't stop him, smiling as he watched Cao Jianjun's retreating figure, his eyes always carrying a ulterior motive.

Looking down again, the plate was empty.

On a small square table, only half a bottle of beer remained in his hand.

"Ah……"

the end.

He could only let out a middle-aged man's laugh, drinking his beverage without any hesitation, and then got up to pay the bill.

…………

Cao Jianjun didn't drink too much, but he was drunk.

A very pleasant intoxication.

He swayed back to his hotel room, danced a slutty dance, took off his clothes, and took a slutty shower in the bathroom.

I wasn't wearing any clothes when I came out, fully enjoying the pleasure of being alone.

Finally, I chose a foreign film and lay sprawled out on the big bed to watch it.

I haven't experienced this kind of joy for many years.

I can't remember how I fell asleep, but when I woke up the next day it was almost noon.

There were no missed calls or text messages on my phone.

The joy of being a homebody returned in no time.

I got dressed, packed my luggage, took my room key, and went downstairs to check out.

I ordered an international feast outside for lunch—braised chicken rice—and drank cola while eating until I was about 80% full.

then.

We drove leisurely to the Balihe Police Station.

According to the schedule, Sun Xing will be executed this evening.

According to the information Lin Hao provided, Sun Xing and Gao Mingyuan will most likely be executed together.

So, Cao Jianjun came to pick up Xu Yingzi.

The car stopped at the entrance, and Cao Jianjun got out. When he arrived at the station, he saw that almost all the familiar veteran police officers were out on duty.

Even Cheng Suo wasn't there; only Instructor Ye Wei was busy with the institute's internal affairs. She only greeted Cao Jianjun briefly before leaving.

Xu Yingzi is no longer allowed to go out on police missions; instead, she is responsible for helping out at the reception window.

When Cao Jianjun found her, she was helping an old man cancel the household registration of his deceased 280-year-old wife.

Cao Jianjun didn't disturb them, and found a seat. Before he could even sit down, Xu Yingzi saw him.

"Brother Cao!"

“Hey, Yingzi…”

Cao Jianjun glanced at his watch: "So? Do you have time?"

"Wait here, I'll go tell the instructor."

"Go."

Cao Jianjun nodded and did not stop him.

Perhaps Xu Yingzi had already spoken to Cheng and the instructor, or perhaps everyone sympathized with Xu Yingzi.

Therefore, no one stopped him from doing this, and the instructor immediately agreed.