Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

What happened next was none of his business.

To be honest, it only took him three or four days to compile this document, and most of the credit goes to the junior police officer Lin Yutang who paved the way.

The clues were so detailed, and the analysis so accurate, that he had never seen anything like it in all his years of handling cases.

He clicked his tongue inwardly.

This is outrageous! For a low-level police officer to produce materials of this caliber is like God is feeding him a fortune.

However, now that it's in his hands...

In the future, if the Municipal Bureau encounters any major cases, it can completely hand them over to her.

Xu Jie, oh Xu Jie, such a talented person, I, Lao Hong, will not stand on ceremony.

Hong Zhan has always been decisive and efficient; once he's made up his mind, he's quick on his feet.

That afternoon, he instructed the Political Department of the Municipal Bureau to arrange a simple commendation ceremony in the conference room on the second floor of the Municipal Bureau.

In the conference room, besides Hong Zhan himself, there was also the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation, the main leaders of various branches, as well as Lin Yutang and several key members of the special task force.

Hong Zhan glanced around and said in a steady voice, "Today's meeting mainly covers three things."

"First, we fully affirm the role played by Comrade Lin Yutang of the East Suburbs Branch in the early investigation and key analysis of the Kunye case."

"Secondly, I would like to express my gratitude to all the comrades who participated in the case."

"Third, announce a personnel arrangement."

He paused, glanced at Xu Jie almost imperceptibly, and then continued:

"Comrade Lin Yutang's ability to sort out clues and analyze intelligence has been fully demonstrated in this case."

"After deliberation by the Municipal Bureau, it has been decided that Comrade Lin Yutang will be formally transferred to the Intelligence Brigade of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau as the squad leader, effective immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, applause erupted in the conference room. Those who were supposed to clap clapped, and those who were supposed to nod nodded. Everyone knew that the matter was now a done deal.

Hong Zhan then looked at Xu Jie, a slight smile on his face:

"Director Xu, the team you led at the East Suburbs Branch has produced some promising talents, and that's all thanks to you. I hope that the Municipal Bureau and the Branch can continue to have a positive interaction in talent development. If you need any support from the Municipal Bureau, just let me know."

Xu Jie's expression stiffened for a moment.

But the freeze only lasted for a moment, and soon he put on that nonchalant smile again as if nothing had happened.

But in my heart, I was already cursing.

motherfucker.

The city bureau took the man, and all the credit went to them.

In this major case that even the provincial party committee was watching closely, the East Suburbs Branch only managed to get a small share of the spoils.

Hong Zhan, that cunning old fox, took only a week from discovering Lin Yutang to officially issuing the transfer order.

The speed at which they snatched people was even faster than the traffic police outside issuing tickets; they didn't even try to hide their greed.

If Lin Yutang were still at the East Suburbs Branch, all the clues she uncovered would belong to the East Suburbs Branch, and Xu Jie would be able to make a name for himself in the province.

If you're lucky, you might even get transferred to the provincial department, or even move up a level.

Now look what's happened, they've all become part of the Municipal Bureau!

But what could he do?

He was well aware that Hong Zhan meant "decided after research and decision by the Municipal Bureau".

This wasn't a discussion; it was a formal notification.

Moreover, the other party made a move and directly appointed him as a squad leader. As long as Lin Yutang herself was willing, no one could say a word against it.

Moreover, Xu Jie had finally figured it out: Hong Zhan's ceremony today, ostensibly to honor Lin Yutang, was actually a message for Xu Jie.

Lin Yutang was suspended, targeted, and suppressed at the East Suburbs Branch, but Hong Zhan could disregard it.

But if Xu Jie makes any underhanded moves, such as using the question of "why Lin Yutang didn't report the intelligence to the branch office immediately when she discovered it" as a pretext.

Then Hong Zhan could at any time turn around and hold him accountable for illegally suspending an outstanding police officer and letting the mastermind behind the Huang Family Manor kidnapping case go free.

The slap hadn't landed on his face yet, but it was already pressed against the back of his neck.

Xu Jie smiled calmly, but in his mind he cursed Hong Zhan from beginning to end.

He waved his hand and said gently, "People always strive for better opportunities. Xiao Lin has worked in the eastern suburbs for so long, and now he's being transferred to the municipal bureau. That's a good thing, but..."

He turned to Lin Yutang and said in a kind tone, "Little Lin, if you ever need any cooperation from your old unit in the future, just come to me. Don't be shy."

After saying that, he stood up and extended his hand to Lin Yutang: "Congratulations."

Lin Yutang also stood up and shook hands with him politely:

"Thank you, Director Xu. I have learned a lot during my time at the East Suburbs Branch. Without the platform provided by the branch, I would not have been able to access these clues."

Then, she gave Xu Jie a slight bow, and turned to Hong Zhan's direction:

"Thank you for your trust, Director Hong. I still have a lot of room for improvement in intelligence analysis. Once I'm in my new position, I will quickly get used to the work rhythm of the Municipal Bureau and not hold the team back."

After that, the meeting came to an end.

After the meeting, Lin Yutang began processing the transfer procedures.

After walking all the way, I finally arrived at my new squadron.

Pushing open the door, they found a group of police officers who had been waiting for them. They all applauded to welcome the new captain.

Looking at everything before her, Lin Yutang smiled, but a deep sense of gratitude welled up inside her.

She knew that everything she had now came from being suddenly transferred to the Municipal Bureau, to being personally cultivated and promoted by the bureau chief, and now to being appointed as a squad leader...

But only she knows the truth.

All of this is because of one person.

Thinking of this, Lin Yutang walked to her workstation, took out her phone, opened that familiar chat window, and gently typed a few lines of text.

Lin Yutang: Lu Jingxiu, I've been promoted to squad leader. Thank you.

Then she deleted the message.

You can't keep saying thank you; he'll get annoyed if you say it too often. Just keep it in your heart.

……

Two days later, a reporter asked:

"According to reports, police recently cracked a kidnapping case orchestrated by foreign armed forces in Hacienda Heights, with the mastermind being a Southeast Asian warlord known as 'Kun Ye.' This organization has already dispatched personnel into the country in batches, targeting high-ranking provincial officials. Furthermore, the organization is suspected of detaining the granddaughter of a retired major general. What is your response to this?"

The spokesperson replied, "We have noted the relevant reports. We firmly oppose any deliberate threats and infringements against our citizens, especially high-ranking officials and their families. The personal safety of our citizens is inviolable, and the dignity of our laws is not to be challenged." (This is not negotiable; it's a bottom line issue.)

"Regarding the detention of the granddaughter of a retired major general, we have lodged a strong protest with the relevant countries, demanding that they take measures to ensure the personal safety of our citizens and cooperate with our investigation." (We are going to hold the relevant governments accountable; this is our demand. If you don't comply, we will find another way.)

"Hereby, we solemnly warn the relevant parties: any act that uses foreign forces to infringe upon our sovereignty and the safety of our citizens will bear corresponding consequences. We will continue to take all necessary measures to resolutely safeguard the interests and dignity of our citizens and our nation." (This is addressed to Kun Ye and all armed forces in Southeast Asia; what we do next is up to you.)

The stronghold of Master Kun in Southeast Asia.

Uncle Kun leaned back on the sofa, a cigar between his fingers, the other hand resting on the armrest, his posture languid.

An Xiaozhao huddled in another single sofa, like a well-behaved kitten, quiet and still, not daring to make a sound.

As Kunye looked at the spokesperson in a suit on the TV screen, a slight fan-shaped smile appeared on his lips.

The other party didn't name him, but it was practically a euphemism for pointing a finger at him and saying, "Master Kun, I'm talking about you."

He suddenly laughed and slowly sat up straight.

"Heh." A low, hoarse laugh echoed in the room, like the lowest string of a cello being suddenly plucked.

"Did you hear that?" Master Kun turned his head and gestured with his chin to the mute man next to him, but his eyes never left the screen. "Someone is on TV warning me."

The mute man didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

Master Kun turned back to the screen and chuckled, "For so many years, no one has dared to speak to me on television, pointing their finger at my nose."

He turned his head to look at An Xiaozhao, his tone gentle: "Little Sparrow, your country is very protective of its own."

An Xiaozhao: "...Huh?"

What should we do then? Then you go and get rid of her.

Kun ignored her bewilderment and seemed oblivious to her inner mockery, continuing to say to himself, "They told me to stop."

"They said that if we don't stop, we will face serious consequences."

"They even held a press conference to tell the whole world."

He took a puff of his cigar and slowly exhaled, the smoke gradually dissipating and partially obscuring half of his face.

Then, her tone gradually turned cold: "Do they think I'm someone who can be intimidated?"

"Do they think that by saying a few official words, my people will be afraid and will back down?"

He turned around, looked at the mute man and his confidants, and his eyes turned dangerous: "Where is this place? This is my place, Master Kun's place."

"The emperor is far away and the sky is high."

"Let alone a spokesperson, even if they send a boat, once they get to my waters, they'll have to ask my boss Kun's gun first, and whether he agrees to let them come ashore."

His smile deepened, and he tilted his head towards the mute man, gesturing to him.

The mute man clapped his hands.

Immediately afterward, to An Xiaozhao's bewildered expression, several mercenaries wearing camouflage pants skillfully dragged a pile of things over from the side.

Immediately afterwards, the ceiling light in the room was turned off, and then a mercenary held a spotlight at a 45-degree angle to Kunye's side, slightly above his head.

Immediately afterwards, a bespectacled mercenary took a four-panel sunshade and carefully pushed it up to just block the light shining on half of Kun's face.

There was another mercenary over there, his sunshade tightly blocking the light path, ensuring that the brighter side of his face received ample light and his features were clearly defined.

There was also a mercenary standing some distance away, holding a piece of white paper and adjusting the angle so that the light reflected a tiny glint in Kun Ye's eyes.

Ignoring the surrounding mercenaries, the following is the effect:

Once the lights were on, he was completely enveloped in the interplay of light and shadow, which was both dazzling and subdued.

Bright half of his face had sharply defined brow bones and a sculpted nose. His thin lips formed a fan-shaped arc, and even his eyelashes were gilded with gold dust. Every inch of his face exuded the sharp edge of a superior.

The darker half was shrouded in shadow, with only the ridge of its jawline vaguely visible, as if hiding a deep abyss of hidden currents, which no one dared to look into, like a tyrant in the shadows.

He leaned back on the sofa in the dim light, his breath carrying an air of dominance. His fingertips tapped the armrest casually, and the line between light and shadow cut right down between his brows, dividing his face into a divine and a demonic one.

It sounds complicated, but in reality, everything happens extremely quickly, from turning off the lights to setting them up, in less than 30 seconds.

Only then did Master Kun speak.

A slight smile played on his lips as he finished speaking, enunciating each word clearly:

"In my territory, I am the law."

An Xiaozhao: "..."