Fang Minghao watched helplessly as the fairy was about to leave. He was a little anxious and wanted to speak, but Shang Ziming kicked him.
"Wow, Brother Mu, what's wrong? Does it hurt?" Fang Minghao stood on tiptoe, looking at Shang Zimu with confusion.
"Get down to business." Shang Ziming coldly uttered these three words and left first.
"Brother Hao, hurry up and catch up." Cheng Jiulang smiled, patted his shoulder, and walked past him.
He followed Shang Ziming, watching his back, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
Fang Minghao angrily punched their retreating backs, but when he looked behind him, the fairy was nowhere to be seen. He could only sigh, realizing he had missed another chance to meet her, leaving only regret.
However, this was already their second encounter, it seemed they were truly destined for each other. He looked forward to their third meeting, and next time, he was determined to seize the opportunity…
"Brother Hao, hurry up."
"Here it comes, here it comes, really, stop rushing me..."
The three of them came to the police station with Shu Zhendong today, still to look for Hua Shancheng. They heard that the information had been found. After so many days of delay, they finally saw hope. It wasn't easy.
Shang Ziming looked at the contents of the document in his hand, lost in thought.
"Thank you, Director Wen." Shang Ziming resealed the documents and handed them back to Director Wen, asking him to lock them again.
"No need to be polite. It's because your paperwork is complete that I wouldn't have dared to show it to you without permission." Director Wen smiled somewhat obsequiously. This person came from Kyoto, with all the necessary documents; what document couldn't he see?
After carefully escorting the person out of the police station, Director Wen stood at the entrance and couldn't help but sigh, "Young and promising, with a bright future ahead; a blessing for the nation."
"Chief." Seeing that Director Wen had just visited their small police station, Zhang Bing couldn't help but step forward to inquire about the situation.
"Ah, Xiao Zhang, how are you doing? Are you getting used to it here?" Director Wen turned around and saw another promising young man. He patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction.
"That's fine." Zhang Bing nodded hurriedly in reply, then added, "I just took over a case, and there's something I'd like to consult with the director about, is that alright?"
"Sure, come on, let's go inside and talk it over." Director Wen thought he wanted to ask him for advice on handling cases, so he warmly invited him inside.
After Zhang Bing explained the situation, Director Wen fell silent for a moment, then said earnestly, "Little Zhang, well, the situation in our southern city is rather complicated. Some things, well, how should I put it..."
"Director, tell me the truth." Zhang Bing's expression was firm, and his eyes were clear as he looked at him.
Director Wen blushed, suddenly feeling a pang of shame, but still struggled to say, "Little Zhang, do you even know the meanings of idioms like 'a mantis trying to stop a chariot,' 'an egg striking a rock,' and 'a mayfly trying to shake a tree'?"
Zhang Bing suddenly stood up and shouted, "I know! But I'm not afraid. Since I chose to become a police officer, I must live up to this uniform. I'm not afraid to sacrifice myself; I'll forge ahead!"
His impassioned speech demonstrated his attitude: even though he had changed careers, he would always remember his mission.
Director Wen was deeply impressed by him, and a surge of pride welled up within him. "Good, good, the country needs talents like you."
He seemed to have been silent for too long. Thinking about what had happened in the past few days, he felt it was time. "Since you want to know, then I'll tell you all about it..."
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