The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

Exhausted, he tossed the pen aside, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Try to clear your mind, put these cases aside for a while, and let your brain relax.

Sudden.

A sudden thought flashed through his mind, as if he had just remembered something...

Eyes opened suddenly.

Refocus your attention on the computer screen.

He realized that he had been trapped in a cognitive bias.

Why is it necessary to find irrefutable evidence from these case files?

Or rather, why must he do this kind of thing all by himself?

This is simply unrealistic.

A person's energy is ultimately limited!

Right now, all he needs to do is find some suspicious points in the case files...

What happened next...

Why not wait until the department head gets involved before continuing?

The more Zhu Yang thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

Having completely figured things out, even his previous fatigue seemed to vanish.

I sat up straight again and gripped the mouse.

this time...

He started moving the mouse faster.

Every now and then he would bend down and scribble on paper documents, recording important information.

Quality is not the priority; quantity is the only concern!

......

Chapter 348 Solo Art Exhibition

A few days later.

In the prosecutor's office.

Zhu Yang was in high spirits and wrote furiously in his notebook.

The nib of the fountain pen glides rapidly across the paper, making a "whoosh whoosh" sound, like a melodious piece of music.

This perfectly reflects Zhu Yang's current state of mind.

finally...

Zhu Yang wrote the final stroke.

Looking at the notebook filled with dense writing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Since that flash of inspiration a few days ago, he has been organizing the case files much faster.

I don't even feel tired anymore.

Hard work pays off!

After the pace accelerated, he noted down so many questions in just a few days.

"It's time to start!"

After silently making a decision in his mind, Zhu Yang stood up, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

He smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit.

He held the notebook he had just finished writing in and a leather file folder that he had prepared beforehand.

He walked out of the office with firm steps.

The next crucial step is to seek permission and support from your superior, Prosecutor Lee Sung-min!

...

"Boom boom boom——"

Zhu Yang stood at the door of his boss Li Shengmin's office and knocked lightly three times.

After a while.

A gentle response came from inside the office: "Please come in!"

Zhu Yang pushed open the door and entered the room.

Li Shengmin was the only person inside the room.

At this moment, he is sitting in the chair behind his desk, focusing intently on the documents in front of him.

He looked up when he heard the door open.

Upon seeing that the visitor was Zhu Yang.

A faint smile appeared on Li Shengmin's face as he teased, "Aigoo, isn't this our Prosecutor Zhu Yang? What brings you to my office today?"

"Minister, you're mocking me again..."

Zhu Yang forced a smile, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

His subordinates and advisors always said that he spoke sarcastically and liked to make sarcastic remarks.

Actually...

This can be considered a continuation of the same lineage.

He was often the target of ridicule even in front of his own ministers.

Although he knew the minister meant no harm, the feeling was still strangely unsettling...

"Ha ha..."

Li Shengmin laughed heartily, looking very happy.

He put down the documents in his hand, stood up, walked over to Zhu Yang, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I was just about to look for you, but I didn't expect you to show up on your own..."

While talking.

She then pulled Zhu Yang's arm and made him sit down on the sofa.

Then she walked to the tea cabinet by the window, stood up an empty cup, picked up the kettle, and prepared to make tea for Zhu Yang...

"Minister, let me do it, let me do it..."

Seeing this, Zhu Yang dared not be presumptuous.

Before he could even sit properly, he jumped up as if he'd been burned.

He took two steps at a time, trying to snatch the water bottle from Li Shengmin's hand.

"Alright, sit down if I tell you to!"

Li Shengmin glared at him with a smile, then gently pressed Zhu Yang back onto the sofa.

Helpless, Zhu Yang had no choice but to sit up again.

However, it seemed as if there was a spring under his buttocks, making him appear somewhat restless.

Li Shengmin chuckled and shook his head.

Then she quickly poured two cups of tea and came to Zhu Yang.

After handing one of the glasses to Zhu Yang, he sat down on the sofa opposite him and said with a smile, "I really have to thank you for my niece's art exhibition. Please also thank your friend for me..."

"Minister, you're too kind,"

Zhu Yang bowed slightly, carefully accepting the tea, and said, flattered, "Compared to all the care you've given me, this is really nothing..."

As the saying goes...

If you want to take, you must first give!

Now that they've decided to bring Li Shengmin on board, those "appetizers" alone are clearly not enough.

Zhu Yang knew very well...

Just to be on the safe side, we must take the relationship to the next level before speaking!

While there are many ways to build closer relationships...

But the most direct and effective...

It's perfect for giving as a gift!

However, there are some rules to follow when giving gifts.

Especially for people with such sensitive identities, a misstep could easily backfire.

Then...