I Cultivate in a Government Office

Chapter 79: Chapter 77: Initiating a Great Purge?

Listening to Vice Director Gao, Yang Wenqing felt a chill shoot up his spine. He had originally thought this was merely a complex case involving personal interests and Evil Magic, but he never imagined the terrorist organization behind it could threaten the safety of a county, a city, or even the entire nation.

He took a deep breath, forcibly quelling the storm raging in his heart. He rose to his feet and stood at attention, saying gravely, "Vice Director Gao, I understand. I was too naive about this matter."

Seeing him quickly regain his composure, a flicker of satisfaction crossed Vice Director Gao’s eyes. He nodded. "It’s good that you understand. This matter is classified as top secret, known only to you and me. Until we get approval from the Provincial Hall, we will officially continue investigating this as the Li Mo murder case. Keep the Wang family father and son, and the people behind them, steady."

"Yes, sir! I’ll make the arrangements immediately!" Yang Wenqing responded in a low, serious voice.

"Wait a moment."

Vice Director Gao stopped Yang Wenqing as he was about to leave. He flipped through the case file, pulled out a stack of documents, and tapped them with his finger. "This organization, the Yellow Springs Guide, excels at stirring up people’s negative emotions and then offering them up on an altar. In Li Mo’s case, he was a natural source of negativity. But in Chen Dayong’s case, the key to provoking his negative emotions was his son’s girlfriend."

Yang Wenqing froze, his mind racing. Just as he was about to respond, Vice Director Gao continued, "Have someone else investigate it. Wu Yan would be a good choice. You’re at a critical juncture right now. Your promotion will be officially announced tomorrow."

Then he added, "Have Wu Yan report directly to me."

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Wenqing nodded, giving Vice Director Gao a quick glance. ’This director could have ordered Wu Yan directly, but he’s adding a layer of separation. He’s clearly mitigating his own risk.’

After leaving Vice Director Gao’s office, Yang Wenqing immediately returned to Squad Three. He used the Communication Array to contact Wu Yan and Liu Rong, who had just left, and told them to return at once.

The two quickly returned, their faces full of confusion. Yang Wenqing smiled and said to them, "Vice Director Gao is taking your case very seriously. He wants to assign your next task personally. You should go see him."

"Alright."

Wu Yan gave Yang Wenqing a serious look.

Liu Rong, however, was full of gratitude. After all, at his current rank, the opportunity to meet a director was practically zero.

After the two left, Yang Wenqing contacted Qian You and told him to call Zhao Qin back. He planned to have Zhao Qin assist Wu Yan on the case, while he himself would take Qian You to handle the tedious disputes in the urban district.

"Xiaoxian, when Xiaozhao gets back, have him go with Old Wu."

After giving the instruction, Yang Wenqing left and got into the ’Fengxing-B4’ Flying Shuttle that the Wang family had donated, then went to meet up with Qian You.

These relatively simple cases, though trivial and involving civil disputes or minor financial interests, directly affected the public’s perception of and trust in the City Defense Bureau. They were the best way to build a reputation and network at the grassroots level.

Yang Wenqing handled these cases with extreme efficiency. He was decisive, his reasoning was clear, and his citation of regulations was always appropriate. This, combined with his reputation as a young, promising officer with a bright future, meant that most cases he mediated were resolved smoothly.

Thanks to the speed of his new ride, the two of them managed to efficiently clear six backlogged cases before the end of their shift. After handing things over to the evening shift, Li Yue and Sun Yi, Yang Wenqing went to the locker room and changed into a proper suit. He was preparing for a dinner meeting that evening with Vice Director Sun Ming.

As he walked out the main gate of the precinct, a notification came through his communication channel from the precinct’s dispatch center: "At 10:00 AM tomorrow, all available officers, regardless of rank, are to report to the North City Cemetery to attend the funeral of a fallen colleague."