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

It was already noon when I came out of the police station.

Lu Jingxiu drove Lu Na back to school. The car was quiet, and Lu Na sat in the passenger seat with her head down.

Then her phone rang.

She took out her phone and glanced at it. It was an unfamiliar number. She answered, listened for a few seconds, said "uh-huh" twice, and then hung up.

She put her phone back in her bag, sat in the passenger seat, head down, her hands clasped together.

Her fingers were slender with distinct knuckles, and her nails were trimmed short and neat.

Lu Jingxiu glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The restaurant manager I work part-time at told me that they don't need anyone anymore and that I don't need to go anymore." Lu Na's voice was muffled, as if she were talking to herself.

Lu Jingxiu stared straight ahead, his tone calm: "Was this done by Mo Linyuan?"

"Yes," Lu Na said in a low voice, "the manager said the boss has changed."

Lu Jingxiu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Now that the restaurant has a new owner, there's no need for it to stay open.

"Are you blaming me?" Lu Jingxiu asked. "Are you blaming me for going against Mo Linyuan?"

Lu Na shook her head.

Lu Jingxiu made no mistakes throughout the entire process; on the contrary, he was helping him the whole time.

She never blamed Lu Jingxiu.

She gazed at the street scene flashing past the window, the roadside trees receding one after another, sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled patterns of light on her face.

Lu Na looked somewhat bewildered, like someone standing at a crossroads, unsure of which way to go.

"I just feel that the common people shouldn't fight against the officials. We ordinary people shouldn't fight against these powerful and wealthy people."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a few seconds, then took a deep breath, forcibly roused herself, turned to Lu Jingxiu and gave him a faint smile, "It's okay, I'll just find another job."

That smile was forced, but the weariness and helplessness in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Lu Jingxiu remained silent.

Then, we arrived at the school.

Lu Jingxiu parked the car at the school gate. Lu Na said "bye-bye" and jumped out of the car.

She took a few steps, then turned back to wave at Lu Jingxiu, before turning and walking into the school gate, her back view slender.

Lu Jingxiu sat in the car, watching Lu Na's figure disappear at the end of the tree-lined path on campus.

He leaned back in his seat, remained silent for a few seconds, then took out his phone, opened the group chat for the children of high-ranking officials, and sent them the name of the private restaurant.

Lu Jingxiu: It's getting hot; this shop should close down.

Less than ten seconds after the message was sent, someone in the group replied.

Tang Cheng: Brother Lu, Yuan Zongwei's dad is the head of the fire brigade. I'll say hello to him.

Zhou Yu: That's right. Find a fire hazard as an excuse to seal it off for 30 days, and then let them go through the unsealing process for another half month. Do this every two months, and no restaurant will be able to stay open.

Guo Zhixu: How did this little restaurant offend Young Master Lu?

Fu Chen: Mr. Lu, I'm in a bad mood. How about we get together tonight to study? Do you want to learn modeling, dance, or a foreign language?

Lu Jingxiu: I'm not studying today. I'm going home tonight.

Just as Lu Jingxiu was sitting in the car chatting and joking around.

Inside a police station in Bashi, a red warning box suddenly popped up on a police officer's computer screen:

"You are making an unauthorized query. Please correct this immediately to prevent the infringement of citizens' personal information. This operation has been recorded!"

The police officer stared at the red warning box on the screen, his mouse still hovering over the query page, completely frozen in place.

At the same time, an alarm pop-up immediately appeared on the administrator's backend monitoring platform of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Cyber ​​Security Department:

[High Risk Alert] Red List Personnel Being Searched

Inquirer: Cheng Nuo (Police Officer, Liuchuan Police Station)

Query time: 10:32:05 AM

Query content: License plate number XXX, vehicle owner information

Redlist Level: 4

Recommended action: Verify immediately, and freeze the digital certificate if necessary.

The police officer on duty, who was drinking tea, suddenly opened his eyes wide and almost choked on his tea.

Those on the red list are family members of high-ranking leaders in the market.

This news indicates that someone inside the organization is illegally accessing information.

He immediately put down his thermos, recorded the alarm information, and grabbed the landline on the table to call his superior.

"Li Ke, red list alert! Cheng Nuo, a police officer from Liuchuan Police Station, just checked the red list personnel, level 4, the time was 10:30 this morning."

On the other end of the phone, Section Chief Li's voice immediately turned serious: "Immediately freeze his digital certificate, provide the backend log program, promptly report the situation to the police supervision branch, then copy it to the discipline inspection and supervision group, and finally report to the director."

"clear."

Meanwhile, at Liuchuan Police Station.

In the director's office, Director Zhao was leaning back in his chair, resting with his eyes closed.

The landline on the table suddenly rang. He opened his eyes, picked up the receiver, and asked, "Feed?"

A serious voice came through the microphone; it was the branch director's voice: "Old Zhao, tell Cheng Nuo from your station to hand over his digital certificate. The inspector and I will be there shortly."

Zhao took a deep breath, cursing under his breath.

Cheng Nuo, this kid, usually seems pretty clever. What did he do to deserve this? It actually alarmed the branch bureau chief and the inspector?

"Yes." He didn't dare ask any more questions, hung up the phone, stood up, pushed open the office door, and walked out quickly.

Immediately afterward, Director Zhao's voice boomed down the corridor, filled with barely suppressed anger: "Where's Cheng Nuo?! Has anyone seen Cheng Nuo?!"

Municipal Public Security Bureau.

In the director's office, Hong Zhan put down the phone, his face grim.

He leaned back in his office chair, raised his hand to rub his temples, and felt like the sky was about to fall.

What's going on this week? Why has the security situation in the market suddenly deteriorated like this? Why are there so many violations and breaches of discipline within the police force, as if they were all planned together?

First, there was the case of Shang Yanchen, that outlaw. You wouldn't know until you dug in, and what you found was shocking.

That outlaw tyrant, Ba Zongqian, has committed more than one or two illegal acts, and has been involved in more than one murder case.

He's been working overtime until midnight every day these past few days, and the case materials from the task force have piled up on half a table, and they still haven't sorted them out.

And now, everything's fine.

Another police officer violated regulations by using the internal police system to access Lu Jingxiu's information, and the disciplinary committee has intervened.

What's the purpose of checking the information of the immediate family members of high-ranking officials? Who gave them the audacity? Who instructed them?

Hong Zhan stared blankly at his phone screen.

Logically, he should have reported this to Secretary Lu immediately.

After all, it involves Secretary Lu's son, and the incident occurred within the public security system, so he, as the director of the public security bureau, has an unshirkable responsibility.

However, he really didn't want to report it.

He was so ashamed that he could no longer stay in the police force.

One trap after another, corrupt cops keep popping up, and they always seem to appear in front of the city party secretary's son. Who the hell can stand that?

Is the son of the municipal party secretary here in the public security force to be a discipline inspector and rectify discipline?!

The last time I reported the progress of the case involving the banquet to the Party Secretary, he remained silent for a long time after listening. That silence was more painful for him than being scolded.

He wiped his face, sighed, and finally picked up his phone and dialed the number.

I answered the phone after it rang twice.

"Secretary Lu, this is Hong Zhan. I have something to report to you."