"Chief, I'm here to ask for leave on Xia Jie's behalf."
When he arrived at the station, Wang Yan went to find Wang Shouyi, and the two headed to the back courtyard for a smoke.
Wang Shouyi frowned. "What's wrong with her? Is she feeling unwell?"
Wang Yan nodded with a grin. "A little, but it's nothing serious. She'll be fine after resting for a couple of days."
"That's fine, then. Tell her to stay home for a couple days and get some proper... huh?" Mid-sentence, Wang Shouyi caught on. He widened his eyes. "You two, are you...?"
"That's why they say you're an old cop, Chief—you're sharp. But don't worry, I'll never let Xia Jie down. When we get married, I'll ask you to officiate."
"You little brat, you moved fast. Listen, Xia Jie hasn't had it easy. She lost her father early and grew up with her mother. You know what her mother is like. You'd better treat Xia Jie well. We're all her family here, and if you dare bully her, I'll be the first one to take issue with it."
What else could Wang Yan say? He could only nod in agreement. After lecturing him a little more, Wang Shouyi reminded him that young people needed to exercise restraint, then stopped nagging.
As usual, Wang Yan made tea, put on his body camera, fastened his eight-piece gear set around his waist, and took Yang Shu out on patrol. He did not like desk duty anyway, and this worked out well, since there were always people unwilling to go out on patrol.
Whenever he was on duty, Wang Yan would be dispatched to calls, and he would handle all follow-up matters until the case was closed. Whether it ended in mediation or punishment, he was responsible for