Municipal Party Secretary Qiu Ling had also seen the police incident bulletin and the notice soliciting leads.
She had likewise recognized Zhou Yi's intention to use the case to establish his authority and further expand his influence.
If she had previously found the young Public Security Director merely somewhat interesting, that "somewhat interesting" had now become very interesting indeed.
He was skilled at planning and adept at leveraging circumstances.
He was clearly only in his twenties, yet possessed the resolve and calculating depth of a man in his forties or fifties!
In Qiu Ling's view, the slap Zhou Yi had given Xie Bingyi had by no means been a drunken impulse. It had been part of a plan to deliberately provoke Xie Bingyi, and even Xie Bingyi's retaliation had fallen within Zhou Yi's expectations.
Two squadrons of police had happened to arrive, happened to be equipped with firearms, and had opened fire with extraordinary decisiveness.
Without advance authorization from Zhou Yi, the Public Security Director, such a situation could never have occurred.
The female Municipal Party Secretary wore a peculiar expression, somewhere between anger and excitement.
She had seen plenty of docile sheep, and no shortage of stubborn young colts, but this was her first encounter with such an untamed, cunning, vicious wolf with a fox's wiles.
"Notify Zhou Yi to come to the municipal Party committee offices at nine tomorrow morning. Tell him that Ba Yan, Qingyuan City's Political and Legal Affairs Commission secretary and Public Security Director, is coming to inspect and guide the work of our city's Public Security, Procuratorate, and Courts System. Have him prepare!"
Qiu Ling called Deputy Municipal Party Secretary Gong Li and asked him to relay those instructions to Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi soon received the news, but did not take it particularly