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

Old Wang and Old Li took the elevator all the way to the top floor.

After exiting the elevator, Old Wang put his hands on his belt and walked unhurriedly toward the CEO's office at the end of the corridor.

Two uniformed security guards were standing at the entrance.

"We are from the Bashi Public Security Bureau, please cooperate and make way." Old Wang showed his identification with his left hand and pressed his right hand on the stun gun at his waist.

The two security guards exchanged a glance, then looked at the two police officers in formal uniforms in front of them, and listened to the occasional "click-click" sound from the walkie-talkies on the other's shoulders, before silently stepping aside.

Are you kidding me? They can call for backup.

They only make six or seven thousand a month as private company security guards. Why would they risk their lives against the police? They'd be better off stopping a food delivery guy or some lowly laborer.

Old Wang was stunned for a second.

To be honest, he hadn't seen security guards and bodyguards who were so well-behaved, neither resisting nor putting on airs, in a long time.

Pushing open the door, I saw a young and beautiful woman sitting inside, making a phone call.

When she saw two policemen push the door open and come in, her eyes snapped open, her hand holding the phone froze, and she stood there completely still.

Old Wang knew what was going on as soon as he saw that expression.

Having worked in criminal investigation for so many years, he can basically tell who someone is just by looking at them.

When a normal person sees the police walk into their office, their first reaction is either confusion or displeasure.

A puzzled person will ask, "What do you want?", while an annoyed person will frown and say, "Who are you?"

But regardless of the type, they wouldn't just stand there speechless, but this woman froze on the spot.

What does this tell us?

This means her mind is racing, calculating, recalling, thinking things like, "Did I forget to wipe it properly?" or "Oh no, I've been caught..."

This reaction is called conditioned reflex anxiety.

With a firm resolve, Old Wang stepped forward, took out his identification, and held it up neatly in front of Chu Nian:

"Hello, Chu Nian, right? We are from the Minghai branch of the Ba City Public Security Bureau. We need you to go back and assist in the investigation of a case. Please cooperate."

After he finished speaking, he and Lao Li just stood there, neither advancing nor retreating, both of their eyes looking at Chu Nian.

Chu Nian finally came to her senses, hurriedly hung up the phone, and put down her phone.

He glanced at the two policemen in front of him, then at the police badge of the man in his thirties or forties who was leading the group, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked, "What case?"

Old Wang put away his documents and said casually, "You'll see when we get there. It's nothing serious. Just cooperate with our work."

He paused, then thoughtfully added, "You can bring your own phone; you don't need to take anything else."

Chu Nian gripped her phone, bit her lower lip, and said, "I need to call my lawyer."

Old Wang didn't stop him and was very polite: "Sure, you can contact a lawyer when you get there, but for now, please cooperate with our work."

After saying that, he stepped aside and said, "Please."

Chu Nian's expression was still not very good, but she didn't make a scene. She felt that the two people were quite mild-mannered, and maybe they really wanted to find out something from her.

She guessed almost immediately that it must have been that little bitch Chu Jin who called the police.

Damn it, shouldn't disputes over inheritance be resolved through fair competition? What kind of skill is it to call the police?

She stood up, picked up her phone, and walked out in her high heels, her steps clicking.

Old Wang and Old Li followed behind her, one on each side, at a leisurely pace.

Old Wang knew perfectly well that, before having concrete evidence, the proper way to invite someone for tea was to be courteous first and then resort to force.

You need to make the other person think it's not a big deal and that they'll willingly go with you, so that everyone can save themselves trouble.

Of course, if the other party doesn't know what's good for them, Old Wang isn't incapable of changing his tune.

The people of the Chu Group just watched helplessly as Ms. Chu Nian, who had just announced herself as the new president that day, was escorted out of the gate by eight police officers. The scene was extremely jarring.

This was also something Lao Wang deliberately arranged.

Eight police officers, all in uniform, made no attempt to conceal themselves, determined to make a big show of it.

First, it's a slap in the face to Chu Nian, letting everyone in the company see with their own eyes that their newly appointed boss has been taken away from her office by the police. You can guess and spread rumors about what she did wrong.

Secondly, it's to make an example of her, to show those old foxes in the meeting room that Chu Nian is being watched. Any of you who have had any dealings with her behind her back should think twice before you go home.

Ultimately, it's for the benefit of those behind the scenes: the police have already taken action, and we'll do it openly and honestly, without hiding anything.

Stirring up trouble is a double-edged sword. There are cases where you can't do it, but there are cases where you have to.

Because you made a move, the other party will panic and either rush to destroy the traces or completely withdraw and observe.

But no matter which one, it will leave new flaws.

……

On the other side, Qi Jinbu from Beijiang really listened this time.

After leaving Gao Zhiwu's house that day, he didn't even eat. He went back to the provincial department to call Zhou Yi over, and then notified several other deputy directors. They held a short meeting in the middle of the night.

At the meeting, he made no mention of the crazy things Bo Liang said on the phone, but said with a stern face that the Xunhui City Bureau had exposed serious disciplinary problems in the high-speed chase incident.

The provincial department has decided to send the inspection team to provide guidance.

Meanwhile, considering the possibility of organized crime in the area, a team was drawn from the Special Police Unit to accompany the group and ensure their safety.

After these words were spoken, the high-ranking officials from the provincial departments in the conference room exchanged glances but remained silent.

In this way, Qi Jinbu successfully transformed this matter from a temporary decision made by himself into a formal decision that was unanimously agreed upon by the entire leadership team.

After completing this series of actions, the Inspectorate and the special police officers they had dispatched slowly drove towards Xunhui City.

During the day, several police cars with the word "Inspector" painted on them and two special police troop transport vehicles slowly pulled up in front of the Xunhui City Public Security Bureau.

The person personally leading the team this time was Ren Sheng, the head of the Provincial Department's Inspection Team.

As soon as he got out of the car, he smelled something very wrong.

Five black SUVs without license plates were parked in the city bureau's compound.

A dozen or so men in black jackets sat crookedly on the steps smoking, with walkie-talkies and batons lying haphazardly at their feet.

Several uniformed city police officers walked past them, but they actually lowered their heads and took a detour, not even daring to greet them.

Ren Sheng stood at the gate, looked at the black jackets, then at the crookedly parked cars in the yard, and remained silent for a long time.

He had been an inspector for nearly twenty years, and this was the first time he had ever seen gangsters so openly squatting in the police station courtyard as if it were their own living room.

He didn't actually lose his temper, but his expression turned noticeably colder. He led the provincial inspection team and a dozen or so special police officers into the city bureau's lobby.

From the moment they entered, the atmosphere inside the municipal bureau became very strange.

When the city police officers saw this group of white-belted officers and special police, their eyes darted around furtively, as if they were doing something they knew was wrong but dared not stop.

Ren Sheng's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

He knew that the situation at the Xunhui City Public Security Bureau was probably more serious than he had imagined.