Qin Siyang looked at Qian Wendao. "You're going to handle this yourself?"
"Of course." Qian Wendao's expression looked uglier than rusted iron. "I'll settle this myself. Sorry for making you come all this way. But thank you for pointing me in the right direction."
"I didn't really help. I just shared my thoughts."
"No. You're absolutely right. Someone has had their eye on me for a long time. If I give in this time, there'll be a next time. Rather than treat the symptoms, I need to root out the cause!"
Qin Siyang and Shen Shisong left the Administration Bureau.
On the way, Qin Siyang reminded Shen Shisong, "Remember, don't do anything. If Section Chief Qian needs you, he'll tell you. If something happens, don't rush into action. Contact me first. Understand?"
Shen Shisong was a little older than Qin Siyang, but he still instinctively deferred to him and nodded. "I'll remember."
Qin Siyang was deeply worried that the dim-witted Shen Shisong would hear the slightest hint of trouble, lose his composure, and panic, making things worse instead of helping.
Fortunately, although Shen Shisong was a little stupid, he listened to advice.
The real nightmare was an incompetent hothead who thought he knew everything and refused to listen.
"All right, that's it for now. Get in touch if anything comes up."
"Okay. Thank you!"
Shen Shisong had never imagined that one day he would thank the person who had kidnapped him and stolen his phone and Sequence Potion.
But there was no doubt that Qin Siyang was now an ally standing on the same side as his uncle.
After leaving the Administration Bureau, Qin Siyang headed to the Police Bureau.
He wanted to ask Olof about the situation first and probe how likely it was that Wen Shu had done