Balihe Police Station was still a hive of activity. The people at the station had gone half a month without a break, starting work around eight every morning and working until ten or eleven at night.
They had only just finished all those image-enhancement-related cases, and now they had to start working on the cases Wang Yan had cracked through fingerprint matching. Every day, they were still making arrests, summoning people in, responding to calls—busy beyond belief. The older officers at the station had visibly aged. They looked like empty shells with no energy left, their eyes full of exhaustion.
Wang Yan drove his little car into the rear courtyard and backed perfectly into a parking space. The moment he stopped, Yang Shu hurried out, raced into the building, found the earlier call report, and headed upstairs to the chief's office.
At almost the same time, Cao Jianjun walked in. Wang Shouyi had called Yang Shu, so there was no way he would not have called Cao Jianjun too.
Wang Yan and Li Dawei followed Cao Jianjun into the station. Cao Jianjun dragged his feet and refused to go upstairs. Only after he received a call from Wang Shouyi did he reluctantly head up to the chief's office.
Li Dawei pointed at the stairs leading upstairs, his little eyes wide as he stared at Wang Yan in disbelief. "Wait, is he really trying to dump the blame on Yang Shu?"
"Maybe he's thinking of a way to handle it. Until the last moment, who knows what he'll actually do?" Wang Yan played the good guy instead, getting up to wash his thermos and make some tea. "Come on. There's still time for an after-meal cigarette. Let's have one."
Li Dawei took a deep breath to calm himself, then followed Wang