Could it be that she has become so famous without anyone noticing? Is she about to become a star?

Like the gatekeeper, Grandpa Wang, he suddenly became incredibly famous.

There's no reason why Grandpa Wang became famous. It's because he flew to work in a helicopter and, incidentally, sent the previous bureau chief to prison.

As for her, let alone a helicopter, she doesn't even own a toy airplane. As for a high-ranking leader like the bureau chief, there's even less to say. She rarely sees him, so how could she possibly find something to use against him and send him to prison?

Faced with Xu Moran's question, Xiao Chen could only shrug to indicate that he didn't know either.

Xu Moran shifted her gaze from Xiao Chen's face to the person opposite her, squinted, tilted her head, and scrutinized him for a long time, but she still couldn't figure out who he was.

This time, it's not that she has bad eyesight; rather, this person must have offended someone they shouldn't have, or done something that crossed someone's bottom line. Their eyes were distorted, their nose was deformed, and even their mouth was crooked to one side.

Since all pig heads in the world look basically the same, pig-faced people who look like pig heads are also very similar.

"Do I know you?" Xu Moran asked the person with the pig-like face.

The pig-faced man sighed deeply, looking very hurt. "Xu Moran, don't you really recognize me?"

Xu Moran looked at the way he spoke; it was like he was laughing, his mouth twisting and turning, which was really funny.

She was a well-mannered and ethical police officer, so she quickly hid her smile by making a fist and putting it to her mouth to block her cough.

After Xu Moran was sure he really wouldn't burst into laughter, he turned to look at Xiao Chen beside him and asked, "Xiao Chen, if my face turned into his, would you still recognize me?"

She used real-life examples to tell the person opposite her not to assume that just because he was beaten up, others would still recognize him at a glance.

Many people in the world are like this, always thinking they are different from others, and then they act recklessly, and then they die in various ways, which can be summed up as "courting death".

Xiao Chen shook his head vigorously and replied truthfully, "Of course I can't recognize you, and you..." Xiao Chen looked at the person across the table, "Do you want me to go find you a mirror right now? Looking at you like this, not only would our Officer Xu not recognize you, but even your mother wouldn't recognize you!"

At first, Xu Moran agreed with Xiao Chen's statement that "even your mother wouldn't recognize you," but she quickly overturned Xiao Chen's conclusion.

The reason is simple: she finally recognized who was on the other side of the table, the person who could call her name at a glance.

"Zheng Heping!" Jiang Moli's voice suddenly rose considerably because she was surprised that the person whose face had been slapped into a pig's head was Zheng Heping, Jiang Moli's husband.

When Zheng Heping heard Xu Moran finally call out his name, he was so excited that his whole body trembled and he almost burst into tears.

Xiao Chen glanced at Xu Moran, then at Zheng Heping. How could he be so bold as to recall the scene of the Red Army successfully completing the Long March and meeting up with the Communists?

He also felt like a primary school student who had been bullied and finally found a teacher to complain to.

"Sister Xu," Xiao Chen whispered in Xu Moran's ear, "Do you really know this idiot?"

Calling the arrogant Zheng Heping an idiot is probably something Xiao Chen is the first to do, but it's a very apt description, and she likes it.

“Yeah,” Xu Moran replied softly, “I know this idiot.”

In Xu Moran's own memory, this should be the first time she had sworn and called Zheng Heping an idiot, which shows how much she hated him.

Over the years, Jiang Moli has been deceiving herself into thinking that she is very happy and that Zheng Heping loves her very much. In fact, she has seen through everything clearly long ago.

For men like Zheng Heping who have risen from humble beginnings, many things are ingrained in their bones and they can never change them in their entire lives.

Xu Moran didn't give Zheng Heping any leeway just because she knew him. On the contrary, because he was Jiang Moli's husband, she was even stricter with him. She picked up the pen again and started taking his statement again: "What's your name? How old are you? What's your gender? Are you married? What's your occupation? Where do you live? Are you a local resident or a migrant worker? How many people are in your family? What do your parents do? What's your spouse's occupation?"

Zheng Heping's face was very pale, if you could even tell he was pale from his face, which was swollen like a pig's head. He endured the excruciating pain as he tried to speak, looked into Xu Moran's eyes, and emphasized each word clearly, "Xu Moran, I am Zheng Heping!"

"Age?" Xu Moran asked after writing Zheng Heping's name on the paper.

Zheng Heping was furious. He didn't want to answer Xu Moran at all, but he had no choice but to. It was like being under someone's roof and having to bow your head. He gritted his teeth and said, "Thirty-two!"