The red Mini drove slowly along the street, but Ren Ziling was thinking about her phone call with Ma Houde a few minutes earlier.
Actually, Ren Ziling had reined herself in quite a lot lately and had not made things too difficult for Ma Houde. Even for this dismemberment case that had shocked the entire city, she had waited two days before contacting Ma Houde—and had done so by phone instead of storming personally into the first division office of the criminal police brigade, as if it were her own private territory.
"Nothing to say. Really, nothing to say... Ma'am, I'm swamped over here. I really don't have time to entertain you. One dismemberment case would be bad enough, but now there's another one... Nothing! Anyway, if you're really bored, go secretly photograph some high-ranking officials interacting with their mistresses... I really have nothing else to say!"
Over the years, there had been only a handful of times when Ma Houde had refused her so firmly. Something serious had probably really happened.
Granny Ren naturally had no idea that the entire station was practically on the verge of exploding. An ordinary suspect had actually died inside the detention center.
The viciousness and severity of the incident had plunged the city's criminal police brigade into an unprecedented crisis...
As she thought about it, Ren Ziling no longer felt like driving. She simply pulled over at a temporary parking spot by the roadside, picked up her phone, and said, "Hello, Lizi? I won't be coming home for lunch..."
As she explained things to Lizi, Ren Ziling wondered whether she should find a few people she knew in the underworld and ask around to see whether anything else unusual had happened over the past two days.
But before the call was over, Granny