"Team Leader Lin, please forgive me for not greeting you sooner."

The middle-aged man with a beer belly stretched out his hands, his eyes narrowed together, and his fat face was covered with wrinkles.

“Deputy Director Zheng, if you have nothing else to do, please make way.” Lin Qing said with his hands behind his back and a cold expression. “The police station doesn’t support idlers. If you really have nothing to do, Deputy Director Zheng, go and help Aunt Zhang’s family at No. 12 Old Street catch pigs.”

Zheng Zhao is a typical example of someone who receives a salary without working. He rose through the ranks by relying on his family connections and is now the deputy director of the police station on Planet Twenty-Eight.

"you……"

Lin Qing's beautiful eyes were devoid of any emotion, as cold as a knife. When her gaze swept over Zheng Zhao, he felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, as if he were being stared at by the Grim Reaper.

Zheng Zhao snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Looking at the pig-like body, Ning An couldn't help but laugh out loud. With a physique like that, even getting up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night would be difficult.

He refuses to admit he's just an idiot and a coward, always meddling in this and that, without even investigating the case properly, yet he keeps shouting that he wants to prove someone's innocence.

Are you kidding me? Who are they? An Alliance general on a secret mission, the president of the Alliance's second-largest taxpayer company. Who would dare to mess with them without concrete evidence?

"The autopsy report, crime scene photos, and witness statements are all here." Ning An pointed to the materials on the table, then glanced at the door. "Then... should I go first?"

"These are photos from the on-site investigation?" Lin Qing picked up the photos and flipped through them, growing angrier with each look. He slammed them all on the table. "Take a look yourself and see if these are even usable."

"Either it's overexposure or the photo is distorted. Captain Ning is really something, daring to add filters to even the on-site photos."

"And what are you filming? You're not filming the wounds, the overall condition of the body, or the surrounding environment. You're just filming people's private parts. Is your brain a garbage dump?"

"I really didn't know these little brats would mess up the photos like this..."

"You dared to arrest someone without even seeing the photos from the scene? Captain Ning, don't tell me you weren't even there!"

Lin Qing glared at Ning An, her cold face devoid of any emotion, yet her anger was palpable.

"I went to the scene."

Ning An is not an irresponsible person. After receiving the report, he immediately led a team to the scene to investigate.

"And the witness statements were so blurry they were like dog shit. They even managed to ask questions like 'Who do you think is the murderer?' I really underestimated a bunch of useless idiots."

In front of Ning An, Lin Qing threw the documents into the shredder. After handling the case for so long, only one autopsy report was usable, and that was only because the forensic doctor was a highly respected senior figure who completed it with the assistance of a new type of robot.

“I admit that there are indeed shortcomings in our work, but this is also the result of our hard work.”

"Work results?" Lin Qing casually tossed the documents into the shredder between his index and middle fingers. "If this counts as results, the police station can be shut down."

"Lin Qing! Don't go too far!"

"Ha, you can't even handle this?" Lin Qing pointed to the conference room. "Take your people and clean this place up."

"Team Leader Lin, we're not cleaners." The person eavesdropping outside the door protested, pushing the door open. "Besides, what right do you have to destroy other people's hard work?"

"When did it become your place, a police officer, to interrupt when your superiors are speaking?" Lin Qing's sharp eyes swept over them, and the eavesdroppers trembled with fear. "You've been eavesdropping on your superiors' conversations without permission and have leaked classified information. You wouldn't be able to afford to be executed even if you had ten lives."

"They didn't do it on purpose. If you have a problem, take it out on me..."

“Ning An’s administration is lax. He has to write a 100,000-word self-criticism. As for the others, I think Director Lu will handle them personally.”

Lin Qing raised her head, and everyone turned around, stunned in place.

Director, when did you appear?

"Go home and reflect on your actions. You'll be fined two months' salary and required to write a 150,000-word self-criticism." Lu Ke glanced at the group. "What are you standing there for? Think it's too lenient?"

No, no, no.

The group slunk away, and the 150,000-word self-criticism was simply making things difficult for them.

"Team Leader Lin, please let us know if you need any help. We will do our best to cooperate."

"Thanks."

Lin Qing answered the communicator and left the office while speaking.

"What are you standing there for? Follow them!" Lu Ke kicked Ning An in the butt. "Learn from them."

Lu Ke was parachuted in from the interstellar police station. The chiefs of the planetary police stations established at the same time were all parachuted in from headquarters.

He was once a passionate young man, always on the front lines, but this place was just too peaceful. Over time, he even forgot his original aspiration to become a police officer.

He had considered changing the situation, but all his efforts ended in failure. Those old men, relying on their age and seniority, simply didn't listen to what he, the bureau chief, had to say.

In addition, this place is a quagmire, and the Zheng family's influence is everywhere. To put it nicely, this is the twenty-eighth planet; to put it bluntly, it is the Zheng family's planet. Ordinary people cannot change this. All he can do is not allow himself to be assimilated.

Watching Lin Qingchao's energetic figure, Lu Ke breathed a sigh of relief. The twenty-eighth planet was about to undergo a complete transformation and purge.

"Tch, he's just a relative from headquarters, what's with the attitude?"

"I bet this girl will be crying and going back home in less than seven days."

"I think three days is more like it."

"I bet seven days."

"Three days."

"Whoever loses has to wash socks for a month."

"OK."

"What are you betting on? Get to the offices and meeting rooms and clean them all!" Lu Ke kicked the nearest person. "Clean up the offices on the second floor to use as the task force's meeting room, and also clean a few dorm rooms for them!"

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