Just then, her cell phone rang. When she saw the number, You Mingxu froze.
Director.
She immediately started playing with her cell phone. Chen Feng lowered his head, picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed it and drank. You Mingxu glanced at him, walked into the bedroom and picked up the phone.
"Director."
In the police station, there are old foxes competing with each other, and wolves competing with each other. The director is nearly fifty years old. He is usually amiable and doesn't talk much. But most of the young people in the bureau are afraid of him. You Mingxu was not afraid, but he respected the old man from the bottom of his heart. After all, the medals and merit books on the wall in his office were not for show. I'm afraid that the number of criminals he has caught in his life is more than the number of suspects that young detectives like You Mingxu have seen.
The director first expressed his condolences and praise for You Mingxu's contributions during his trip to Tibet. You Mingxu stood straight, with one hand behind his back, listening very attentively.
Then, the director changed the subject and said, "I heard that you also saved the great writer Yin Feng?"
You Mingxu replied: "Yes. I didn't know his identity when I rescued him."
The director said kindly, "I have met him. He is a very nice young man and a great talent. I am also a fan of his books. I have a complete set of his books at home, and they are all signed. You probably don't know that Director Duan from the province is his senior at Peking University and he also admires him very much. There is one thing we will only mention here: last year, the vicious murder case in Chen County that shocked the whole country was also conducted by him to draw a psychological portrait of the criminal, which provided an important reference value for the investigation of the case. Moreover, the books he wrote have always played a very good role in promoting and benchmarking the police system, and have conveyed a lot of positive energy. This person is helpful and has contributed to the work of our police. Of course, he is also a very good personal friend of Director Duan."
You Mingxu didn't expect this to happen and remained silent. She turned her head and glanced at the living room. Chen Feng, who had been waiting there, immediately turned his head away and pretended not to care. You Mingxu thought: No way...
Sure enough, the director said, "We are all very upset about what happened to Writer Yin. Director Duan went to visit him in person a few days ago. His assistant also explained the situation to us. I didn't expect that he is now very dependent on you, his lifesaver, which is reasonable. This is called post-traumatic stress disorder. To make a long story short, for both public and private reasons, I hope you can help Writer Yin as much as possible. Of course, this must not affect your work and life. Director Duan also asked me to thank you."
After hanging up the phone, You Ming and Xu Mo stood for a while and walked back to the living room.
The master and the servant stayed where they were, one being a very good boy, the other having ulterior motives. You Mingxu and Chen Feng were silent for a while. You Mingxu said sarcastically, "You have already found the director and the director, and you are loyal to your master. He is not in a clear mind, so you just do as he said?"
Chen Feng said: "Whether he is clear-headed or not is his business. It is my business to execute for him."
You Mingxu said: "You are not allowed to take up any of my work time, and no one else is allowed to live in my house. If he has any radical or uncontrollable behavior, I will kick him out immediately."
Chen Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."
You Mingxu stopped talking, looked at the balcony, and tapped his fingers lazily on the table. Chen Feng opened the door and walked out, whispering in Yin Feng's ear. Then You Mingxu saw Yin Feng get up from the ground and turn to look at her.
Those eyes seemed to hide the drifting clouds in the sky, bright and hazy.
There was no expression on You Mingxu's face; he just stared at him quietly.
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