Inside the office,
files sat on the desk. Li Qingshan had already recounted the whole matter from start to finish.
Wan Keshan finished flipping through the files, his gaze finally fixing on that unplated delivery truck.
"Your thought process wasn't wrong. Even though these pieces of evidence didn't implicate Zhu Ping, the fact that this truck could enter Luoping City is already the biggest problem of all!"
"Teacher, Zhu Ping is a deputy director after all. I'm afraid it won't be easy to investigate him, right?" Li Qingshan spoke softly.
"Deputy director?" Wan Keshan let out a scoff, saying with absolute certainty:
"It's precisely because of his status that we must thoroughly investigate him. The upper echelons of the Patrol Bureau must never be tainted by Evil Gods, and mecha pilots are even less tolerant of corruption!"
"Rest assured, I'll contact Yu Man immediately. This time, we're definitely going to investigate Luoping City inside and out!"
Whoosh!
Li Qingshan let out a breath, his expression relaxing.
As an investigator, he also had mecha pilots' contact information in his communicator.
The reason he came to find Wan Keshan in the first place was precisely because of his relationship as Yu Man's uncle.
After all, the information in the files was too sparse; it was even impossible to determine whether Evil Gods were involved at all.
Zhu Ping had severed his own legs and holed himself up for thirty years. His reputation was already maxed out.
For a seconded investigator like him to raise suspicions based on that little bit of evidence definitely wouldn't have led to a good outcome.
"Something's off." Wan Keshan suddenly paused, his gaze suspicious.
"You brat didn't just sit around waiting for those words, did you? You treated me like a megaphone?"
"What are you saying?" Li