When the discipline inspection secretary saw the words "Director Zhou" clearly displayed on his caller ID, the smile vanished from his face. By reflex, a familiar sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
C-could it be that line again?
No, surely not. There couldn't possibly be such a coincidence!
The phone kept ringing. Ye Feng steadied himself, pressed the answer button, and held it to his ear.
He swore he had never been this nervous even when answering a call from the provincial Party committee secretary!
"Secretary Ye, here's the situation..."
Hearing that familiar opening, Ye Feng felt his whole world turn sour.
You said it again!
Every time the public security director had called him lately, he had opened with "Here's the situation..." Then one person-or several-would invariably end up behind bars because of that "situation"!
It never failed!
He really wanted to ask Zhou Yi, One situation after another-just what are you trying to do?
"We've just solved a murder case. Both the killer and the victim were habitual thieves. A few days ago, they stole over a million yuan in cash and a large quantity of valuables from a local official's home."
Director Zhou wasted no time beating around the bush and explained the situation succinctly.
"According to the suspect's confession, this official had an untold amount of cash stashed at home. He and his accomplice only stole a small portion..."
By this point, even if Ye Feng had been an idiot, he would have understood what Director Zhou meant-
Secretary Ye, I've brought you another chance to earn credit! No need to be moved, and no need to thank me. It's all part of my job!
After several long seconds of silence, Ye Feng took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Xiao Zhou, these cases