At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Yang Yongchao clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. He took a step forward, almost nose-to-nose with Lu Jiahao, and his voice was forced out through clenched teeth:

"Lu Jiahao, you'd better have nothing to do with Captain Zhang's death. Otherwise, even if I, Yang Yongchao, lose this police uniform, I will definitely find you!"

"Oh, what a big mouth you have." Lu Jiahao sneered, reaching out to pat Yang Yongchao's cheek in a gesture that was utterly insulting.

"You dare arrest me? You? A suspended police officer who can barely protect himself?"

"When Guowei was around, I could still give you some face, but now that he's gone, who do you think you are? You dare to question me? Get out of my way, you're an eyesore!"

Several men in black suits immediately stepped forward and subtly surrounded Yang Yongchao.

The police officers inside the mourning hall all changed their expressions. Several hot-blooded young officers were about to step forward, but were firmly held back by their mature and composed colleagues with their eyes.

To engage in conflict at this moment is a grave disrespect to the deceased.

Yang Yongchao's chest heaved violently, and veins bulged on his forehead, but he clenched his teeth and did not make a move.

He knew that if he took action, he would be playing right into the other party's hands, making his situation worse and bringing shame upon Captain Zhang.

"Let's go." Lu Jiahao gave Yang Yongchao one last disdainful look before swaggering away with his men.

Yang Yongchao stood frozen in place, like a sculpture about to explode, enduring the scrutiny of gazes from all directions, both overt and covert.

Chen Geng sighed. Now things were really bad. He had been humiliated by Lu Jiahao in front of everyone, and his suspension had been made public, making it even harder for him to clear his name.

At the same time, he also felt more admiration for Yang Yongchao. Under such circumstances, his ability to refrain from taking action was not cowardice, but true restraint and responsibility.

After the interlude, the funeral music continued, and the mourning process resumed.

Just then, a deliveryman wearing a Tuantuan delivery uniform, helmet, and mask hurriedly walked in, carrying a large bouquet of brightly colored bird of paradise flowers that seemed out of place in the atmosphere of the funeral hall.

He didn't sign the autographs or talk to anyone. He simply placed the bouquet on a small, inconspicuous pile of flowers in the corner in front of the coffin, then turned and left, his steps hurried and somewhat flustered.

"Hey comrade, who sent these flowers?"

One of the police officers in charge of reception asked hurriedly.

The delivery driver didn't even turn around, just waved his hand and mumbled, "Ordered by a customer, anonymously!"

After saying that, he almost ran away from the mourning hall.

This unusual behavior caught Chen Geng's attention.

Anonymous flower delivery is not unusual, but the choice of such eye-catching flowers and the deliveryman's furtive and hurried manner... He glanced at the bouquet of bird of paradise, which stood out conspicuously in the pure white sea of ​​flowers, like a discordant footnote.

There were delivery drivers present when the teahouse incident occurred, so Chen Geng is now somewhat sensitive to the sight of yellow uniforms.

Lu Jiahao had a large and powerful force, and was too conspicuous. Chen Geng knew that tracking him would be difficult and dangerous.

But this delivery guy... might be a breakthrough.

Seeing that the deliveryman was about to disappear through the door, Chen Geng no longer hesitated and quietly followed him out.

He didn't notice that behind him, Yang Yongchao, who had just barely recovered from the humiliation, also keenly noticed the deliveryman's unusual behavior and Chen Geng's figure following behind.

Chen Geng? What's he doing, sneaking around with a food delivery guy? Could he be connected to the flower delivery person?

Suspicion welled up in Yang Yongchao's eyes. After a slight hesitation, he also stepped forward and followed.

Outside the funeral home, the afternoon sun was a bit too bright.

The delivery driver mounted an electric scooter and quickly drove onto the side road.

Chen Geng ran a few steps and rushed to the Lincoln Z on the side of the road. Just as he opened the car door, he was almost hit by someone who rushed out from the side.

It was Yang Yongchao! He also blocked the car, staring at Chen Geng with a livid face.

"Chen Geng! Where are you going?"

Chen Geng inwardly groaned, and said urgently, "Captain Yang! You've misunderstood! I'm chasing someone suspicious! It might be the one who delivered the flowers!"

Chen Geng grew even more anxious as he watched the deliveryman's electric scooter disappear into the intersection.

"Suspicious? I think you're the suspiciousst one! Come back to the station with me and explain yourself!"

"How about this, you get in the car, and we'll chase after them together. I'll explain everything to you on the way, okay?"

Yang Yongchao gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! You have to give me an explanation today!"

He wanted to see what Chen Geng was really up to!

Thus began a comical yet tense chase through the old streets and alleys.

Chen Geng almost lost track of the electric vehicle several times, all thanks to his predictions based on the possible routes it might take.

Finally, in a narrow alleyway of a dilapidated residential area slated for demolition, Chen Geng spotted the parked electric scooter. The delivery driver was squatting beside it, seemingly inspecting the vehicle.

Chen Geng stepped on the brakes and slowly approached.

But Yang Yongchao was impatient. He jumped off the car and pounced on the deliveryman without saying a word!

"Police! Don't move!"

The delivery driver was startled. Looking up, he saw Yang Yongchao's fierce expression and agile movements, and instinctively raised his hand: "I...I didn't break the law! I'm just a food delivery rider!"

Chen Geng rushed over and stopped Yang Yongchao: "Captain Yang! Calm down! Ask him first!"

Yang Yongchao, panting heavily, pointed at the deliveryman: "Tell me! Who told you to deliver flowers to the funeral home? What's the story with those flowers?"

The delivery driver turned pale with fright and stammered as he pulled out his phone: "I really, really don't know! The platform assigned the order; just leave it there in the funeral home's farewell hall."

"The payment was made online, anonymously. The customer ordered the flowers from the florist, and we just went to pick them up. I was just running errands, buddy! You can check my phone if you don't believe me..."

"Where is the flower shop?" Chen Geng asked immediately.

The deliveryman gave the name and address of the flower shop, which was near the funeral home.

Just then, Yang Yongchao's phone started vibrating wildly.

He glanced at it, his expression changed drastically; it was a call from a colleague in the team.

After the call connected, he only heard a few words before he was struck dumb. He looked at the delivery guy with a terrifying expression.

"The funeral home...the farewell hall...an explosion! It was that bouquet of bird of paradise! There was a bomb hidden inside!"

Yang Yongchao's voice trembled, filled with lingering fear and rage, "Was it you! Was it you who delivered the bomb?!"

The delivery driver's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, wailing, "I didn't know! I really didn't know! I'm just a rider! If I had known it was a bomb, I would have refused to take it even if you killed me!"

Chen Geng also gasped.

Flowers concealed with bullets? In a police officer's funeral parlor? What a blatant and vicious provocation! But seeing the delivery guy's distraught state, he was more inclined to believe that the man was unaware of the situation.

"Captain Yang!" Chen Geng restrained Yang Yongchao, who was about to suddenly attack someone.

"Calm down! He might genuinely be unaware! The bomb was likely planted by the person who ordered the flowers; the delivery rider was just used as a means of delivery! You're suspended now; unauthorized interrogation is against regulations!"

"What are we going to do?! Just watch the trail go cold?!" Yang Yongchao roared, his eyes bloodshot.