Chapter 215 Mr. Zhang: It's not easy being an honest person.
Jiu Xuan opened the door, and outside stood a young man whose appearance was somewhat familiar. He was thin and handsome, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but Jiu Xuan couldn't remember his name.
Or rather, apart from Zhang Mo, she hardly remembered the names of other human beings; they went in one ear and out the other, and she didn't take them to heart at all.
After thinking for a second, Jiu Xuan blurted out: "The sucker who pays for Thai tourism?"
Upon hearing this, the man's expression instantly turned from one of amusement to exasperation. He adjusted his glasses and said helplessly, "...I think it might sound better if you call me a sponsor." As he spoke, he shook the black briefcase in his hand, revealing a wry smile. This man was none other than Qin Yuechuan.
Zhang Mo glanced at the time on her phone; it was already 11 p.m. Holding a lamb skewer in her hand, she said in surprise, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Let him in."
Jiu Xuan then stepped aside and let Qin Yuechuan in.
As soon as Qin Yuechuan entered, he took out a remote control about the size of a playing card from his pocket and pressed it. Zhang Mo knew that this was a device used by the National Security Bureau to detect hidden cameras.
Seeing the green light flash above, Qin Yuechuan sighed and said with a weary expression, "Mr. Zhang, I was about to ask you the same question."
You drove your car at the murder scene, followed the police car all the way to the vicinity of the police station, and then brazenly stayed there.
Did they really think our police officers didn't notice anything at all?
The lamb skewers froze in mid-air, and Zhang Mo was speechless: "..."
Qin Yuechuan: "At the time, we checked the car rental company's information based on the license plate number. Luckily, you didn't have a criminal record, otherwise we would have called you in for questioning by now."
Zhang Mo admitted that it was indeed a lack of consideration on his part: "Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't broken the law much, but my counter-surveillance awareness is still a bit lacking. I'll pay attention next time."
Qin Yuechuan: "Let's try our best to avoid a next time..."
Zhang Mo nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I'll try my best. By the way, why are you here?"
Qin Yuechuan shook his briefcase, looking utterly dejected, and said, "What else can I do? I'm here to work overtime..."
Zhang Mo then took a closer look at him. His tie was loosely hanging around his neck, his gold-rimmed glasses had slipped down to the tip of his nose, and fingerprints and coffee stains were mixed on the lenses. His lower eyelids were also bluish-purple. He really looked like he was about to die from overwork.
So Zhang Mo laughed with great sympathy: "Aren't you from the National Security Bureau? Demoted? Coming to the grassroots to experience life? How pitiful, come and have some late-night snacks."
"No, thank you. Also, I haven't been demoted." Qin Yuechuan sighed and casually pulled up a chair to sit down. As soon as he sat down, his body felt like it was falling apart, and he leaned back in the chair, clearly exhausted. "It's all because of that murder case in the elevator today. I just rushed over from B City."
He's been working overtime lately and eating so much takeout that he's almost sick of it. Now, he has absolutely no interest in the smell of barbecue.
Zhang Mo had already sensed something was wrong, but she asked calmly, "Does a simple murder case between a husband and wife really require the National Security Bureau to get involved?"
Qin Yuechuan's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Because of similar cases, there have been three this month."
The room fell silent for a moment after he said that.
Zhang Mo put down the barbecue in her hand, wiped her hands with a tissue, and asked casually, "What is the definition of 'similar'?"
“It’s like an ordinary person suddenly going berserk and killing people without warning, while muttering the same sentence, ‘I don’t regret it.’” Qin Yuechuan observed Zhang Mo’s expression calmly, his gaze behind his glasses suddenly sharpening as he asked, “President Zhang, now that you’re here, just tell me the truth, is this matter related to the demon race?”
Zhang Mo spread her hands, her face showing an innocent expression: "I don't know, I have no clue either. I just happened to run into it today, so I came over out of curiosity."
Qin Yuechuan looked at the very obvious mind map on the table, his gaze falling on the crossed-out "accident" and "third party," next to which were keywords such as "barbecue," "charcoal," and "toilet."
"...This isn't the first time we've dealt with each other. Is it really necessary to try and fool me like this?" Qin Yuechuan asked, utterly speechless.
Zhang Mo's inner thoughts: To be honest, it's quite interesting.
However, on the surface, Zhang Mo remained calm and confidently stated, "I'm not lying to you. I just happened to be waiting for my classmate to get off work at that office building today, and that's when I came across this case. As for any similar cases you mentioned, I've never even heard of them."
Qin Yuechuan sighed: "Fine, if you insist on saying it this way, there's nothing I can do."
Zhang Mo looked at Jiu Xuan and sighed, "These days, it's really hard to be an honest person. Nobody believes you when you tell the truth."
Jiu Xuan patted her head and said as if coaxing a child, "Poor thing, it's okay, I will always believe in you."
Zhang Youxuan chimed in, "+1."
Qin Yuechuan: "......"
Qin Yuechuan rubbed his temples and said painfully, "Sigh, forget it, just state your conditions. What do you want in return for my help?"
Zhang Mo clicked her tongue: "Look at you, you should have said so earlier."
He glanced down, quickly tapped a few times on his phone, and sent two files to Qin Yuechuan: "I've sent you the information. I want these two unscrupulous companies to go bankrupt."
One is Hu Ruisu's technology company, and the other is his mother's health product company.
Qin Yuechuan said in disbelief, "...You're saying you weren't prepared all along?"
Zhang Mo: "Oh dear, it's purely a coincidence."
Qin Yuechuan opened his phone, glanced at it, and quickly understood the intricacies of the situation. He was somewhat surprised: "How can there be such a company?"
Zhang Mo raised an eyebrow: "Right? That means your work is still inadequate."
Qin Yuechuan pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I agree to this. They're just a few companies that exploited policy loopholes. We can propose to our superiors to amend and improve these policies, and they will naturally go bankrupt."
Zhang Mo, the little seal, clapped: "Truly worthy of being a public servant, truly serving the country and its people."
It may feel cool to contradict yourself, but the iron fist of the nation is still more solid.
Moreover, only by perfecting the system can we prevent such companies from recurring and eradicate them completely.
Qin Yuechuan was almost amused by Zhang Mo's expression: "Can we talk about the case now?"
Zhang Mo sat up straight and said with a serious expression, "Of course."
Three documents were placed on the table.
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