Chapter 210 I'm Not Small



Chapter 210 I'm Not Small

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Lin Baozhu stared intently at Director Zhang's eyes and expression. His tense and bewildered look certainly didn't seem like a lie. But she also remembered the heartbroken look on Station Chief Guo's face when he recounted that the keys had never left his side; that too seemed genuine.

Since the trail is currently at a standstill, let's leave it to the 'bait' we've laid. Once the venomous snake, eager to silence us, walks into the trap, everything will naturally come to light!

Qin Haifeng left the courtyard at noon to coordinate the operation at the bureau. Lin Baozhu stayed behind alone. On one hand, she had to guard against any astute enemies who might follow the clues to find the place; on the other hand, she also had to keep an eye on Director Zhang—he couldn't step out of the courtyard until the case was completely clear.

*County Public Security Bureau*

The bureau chief personally chaired an emergency meeting. At the meeting, he reported that Director Zhang had feigned unconsciousness to protect himself and had been secretly moved to a safe location. He then ordered Wang Shunzheng:

"Immediately arrange reliable personnel to work in shifts around the clock to 'guard' that 'Director Zhang' in the hospital ward! Adopt a strict and vigilant stance until the fish actually takes the bait!"

Less than twelve hours after the order was issued, in the early hours of that night, an uninvited guest, like a moth drawn to a flame, plunged headlong into the trap carefully set by the police!

Qin Haifeng personally led the team and captured the infiltrators on the spot.

When the news reached Lin Baozhu's ears, she stared in shock!

The assassin's identity was completely unexpected—it was actually the head of the grain depot's security department, that burly man in his thirties who always had an upright demeanor!

An intensive interrogation immediately commenced. Under the overwhelming evidence and intense interrogation pressure, the head of the security department's psychological defenses quickly crumbled:

The shockingly moldy grain in the granary was not caused by a natural disaster, but by him secretly spraying a specially made chemical agent while abusing his position! The purpose was to cover up the fact that the granary had been emptied on a large scale!

The stolen thousands of tons of grain all ended up in the hands of the same person—someone Lin Baozhu never expected—Fu Huayun!

Police interrogated Fu Huayun, who was still in the detention center, overnight. If his attempted robbery of the Lin family only sentenced him to a few years in prison, then stealing such a large amount of national strategic grain reserves was enough to send him to the execution ground to be eaten like peanuts!

At first, Fu Huayun stubbornly resisted and denied everything. But when the head of the security department was brought in for questioning in court and presented with a stack of irrefutable evidence recording the time, place, and quantity of the transactions, Fu Huayun turned ashen-faced and finally collapsed to the ground, admitting to his heinous crime of colluding with the head of the security department to steal and sell state grain.

He secretly hid the huge sum of money he had obtained in the cellar of his home in the city.

That very night, the bureau chief personally coordinated with the municipal bureau to launch a joint operation, raiding Fu Huayun's hideout in the city. The search left everyone utterly astonished!

Besides some of the stolen money that hadn't been transferred in time, a large number of valuable antiques and paintings of unknown origin were also seized! There was even a batch of military-grade firearms and ammunition hidden in a wall compartment!

As the saying goes, pulling out a radish brings out the mud! A grain station theft case not only exposed the head of the grain station's security department and other corrupt officials hiding within the station, but also unexpectedly cracked a major cross-regional case involving the smuggling of cultural relics and illegal possession of firearms! Unfortunately, the biggest buyer behind the scenes absconded to Hong Kong with the money the moment Fu Huayun was arrested.

The final verdict was quickly handed down: Fu Huayun, the head of the security department, and several other principal offenders were convicted of multiple crimes, including stealing state-reserved grain, smuggling cultural relics, and illegally possessing firearms and ammunition, and were all sentenced to death and to be executed immediately!

At the celebration meeting, the bureau chief was commended by city leaders. Overjoyed, he waved his hand and awarded Lin Baozhu and Qin Haifeng each 1,000 yuan in cash, along with gold-embossed certificates of honor and a large enamel mug with a bright red "Award" printed on it!

Today, the gleaming enamel mug and the bright red certificate are solemnly placed on the most prominent eight-immortal table in the main room by Lin's mother. Whenever a guest steps into the Lin family home, the first thing they see is this weighty honor!

Reporters from various newspapers flocked to the scene, filling the front pages of major newspapers with interviews and articles praising Lin Baozhu and Qin Haifeng. Newspapers featuring the deeds of Lin Baozhu and Qin Haifeng circulated in almost every household of Da Geba Village…

From receiving the report to the complete resolution of the case, it took less than five days! The efficiency and the magnitude of the results shocked the entire county, and Da Ge Ba Village became well-known as a result of this case. The hair accessory business in the village surged like snowflakes in winter...

Okay, I've gotten a bit off-topic! Let's get back to the main point...

On this day, the morning breeze was cool and the sunlight was just right.

Lin Baozhu wore a bright yellow dress and a wide headband of the same color in her hair. Her fair and translucent skin, under the clear autumn sunlight, resembled fine mutton fat jade, shimmering with a delicate and warm luster.

Her eyes curved into crescent moons as she sat sideways on the back of Qin Haifeng's bicycle. One arm naturally encircled his lean waist, and the well-defined, slightly bulging abdominal muscles beneath her palm, even through the thin cotton shirt, conveyed a burning heat and a sense of power.

She couldn't help but swallow hard, her fingertips seemingly drawn to him by a magnet, lingering and caressing his firm waist and abdomen unconsciously... until she clearly felt the man's entire back suddenly tense up and his breathing suddenly become heavy, she snapped out of her daze and tried to pull her hand back.

The next second—a large, hot hand covered with calluses suddenly covered her, pressing her mischievous little hand firmly against his hot, firm abdominal muscles!

Ever since he "accidentally" held her hand while riding his bike last time, and she acquiesced, the veil of mystery between them had been quietly lifted. Now, whenever he gives her a ride, he always "spontaneously" pulls her arm around his waist. And she, in turn, always takes advantage of the bumps and potholes as the wheels roll over them, her little hands restlessly "measuring" his well-defined abs.

Unspoken confessions were already conveyed in intertwined fingertips, lingering breaths, and silent gazes. Two hearts drew ever closer through these unspoken "little gestures."

Lin Baozhu's fingertips playfully tickled his tightly clasped hands, and she leaned close to his strong back, her breath sweet as orchids:

"Qin Haifeng..."

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a sly smile, "Tell me honestly, have you been slacking off on your workout? Why does it feel... like it's lost its texture?"

"Squeak—crunch!"

Qin Haifeng's long legs, which were pedaling the bicycle, suddenly froze! The bicycle came to an abrupt stop beside the tree-lined road.

He suddenly turned around, a suppressed undercurrent surging in his deep eyes. He grabbed her "troublesome" hand and pressed it hard against his taut, iron-like lower abdomen!

"I am not small."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice low and hoarse, like rough sandpaper rubbing against each other.

If it gets any bigger... I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it...

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