Song Xiaojia sighed deeply, she put on her clothes, but found that the buttons on her clothes were all torn off, with only two barely able to fasten. She glared at Lin Chuan and said, "Bastard, look at what you've done."

"No worries, I have a needle and thread here," Lin Chuan chuckled.

"Then hurry up and give it to me," Song Xiaojia scolded.

Lin Chuan obediently handed the needle and thread to Song Xiaojia. Song Xiaojia hurriedly sewed all the buttons back onto her clothes. Once the buttons were fastened, she immediately regained her serious and authoritative police demeanor. However, Song Xiaojia felt a certain part of her body aching. Lin Chuan had been too rough just now, leaving that area with a burning sensation.

"I'm leaving," Song Xiaojia said.

"Alright," Lin Chuan nodded, "Once you get back, handle it however you want. I don't want to make things difficult for you."

"Hmph," Song Xiaojia gave Lin Chuan a hard look, and before leaving, she questioned, "Be honest, do you have any thoughts about Yang Zi?"

"No," Lin Chuan shook his head hastily.

"Then why are you helping her so much?" Song Xiaojia retorted.

"We're classmates," Lin Chuan smiled, "Besides, she used to be a child of Changlin Factory too. If I don't help her, who will?"

"Barely counts as a reason," Song Xiaojia thought for a moment, then turned and left.

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Huai Mountain South Road Police Station.

Song Xiaojia returned to the station. Seeing her return, Zhang Wenhui went to her office. Zhang Wenhui knew Song Xiaojia went to see Lin Chuan, and seeing her all radiant, had she already gotten the answer? So Zhang Wenhui came to ask Song Xiaojia about the situation.

"How did it go?" Zhang Wenhui asked with a smile.

"Captain Zhang, you're here?" Song Xiaojia smiled, "I was just about to ask you about something."

"Oh?" Zhang Wenhui was taken aback, "What do you want to ask me?"

"You say... if a good person killed someone, what should be done?" Song Xiaojia asked, "For example, this good person saved a thousand lives, but then accidentally made a mistake and killed one person. What would you say..."

"That doesn't change the fact that they committed a crime," Zhang Wenhui smiled, "For instance, doctors save lives every day. However, saving a lot of people doesn't affect the fact that they committed murder. The law is fair and just."

"But what if this person is a great hero?" Song Xiaojia asked again, "He almost sacrificed himself but saved an entire city."

"You..." Zhang Wenhui suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Yes!" Song Xiaojia nodded, "Lin Chuan admitted that he killed Brother Liu Kai."

"What about the motive?" As an experienced police officer, Zhang Wenhui immediately thought of the motive for murder. Lin Chuan is already a local overlord, his influence has even extended beyond the borders. Brother Liu Kai was just a mere tattoo artist, there was no connection or conflict of interest between the two. How could Lin Chuan possibly want to kill him?

"To cover up Yang Zi's murder of Zhou Bin," Song Xiaojia said bitterly.

"Uh..." Zhang Wenhui suddenly felt a tingle in his scalp.

This case is very tricky. Lin Chuan's status, position, and background are not to be underestimated. Any action must be handled with caution. Zhang Wenhui looked at Song Xiaojia and asked, "So... how do you plan to handle it?"

"I don't know either!" Song Xiaojia shook her head, "This case is really tricky, so I don't know what to do either?"

"Indeed," Zhang Wenhui said with a smile.

Sizzle...

Zhang Wenhui took a puff of his cigarette. Next to him, Song Xiaojia said, "I'm thinking of finding a way to conclude this case."

"How to conclude?" Zhang Wenhui laughed, "Right now, the Zhou family is putting pressure on the public security organs. They're also influencing public opinion and guiding the narrative. So every word and action of ours must be extremely cautious, if the other side catches us slipping, we're in trouble."

"I have a way," Song Xiaojia said hastily.

"What way?" Zhang Wenhui asked.

"Transfer this case to the General Bureau and let them take over," Song Xiaojia giggled, "As long as the General Bureau takes it on, we can wash our hands of it. I don't want to hold onto this hot potato."

"That's not a bad idea," Zhang Wenhui smiled, "But how do you plan to talk to the General Bureau?"

"Looks like I'm going to be sick for a while," Song Xiaojia said with a wicked grin.

"Haha..." Hearing this, Zhang Wenhui burst into laughter, "Alright, that's a good plan."

The next day.

Song Xiaojia called in sick, and even checked into the hospital.

This really put Director Chen in a bit of a predicament. Director Chen of the Public Security Bureau, together with the committee members and the bureau staff, went to the hospital to visit Song Xiaojia. After all, Song Xiaojia is the provincial secretary's daughter, working tirelessly on her patch, and now she's fallen ill. This is no small matter.

In the hospital, Song Xiaojia lay on the hospital bed, wearing patient clothes and looking haggard.

"Xiao Jia, rest well in the hospital. I know you've been very busy lately, to the point of exhaustion." Director Chen entered the room with a group of people; flowers were arranged, fruit baskets were set up. Behind him, reporters from Jiangbei City Television followed closely, filming all the way.

Every day there has to be a special column praising grassroots police officers. But no one expected that Song Xiaojia, the provincial secretary's daughter, would hide at the Huai Mountain South Road Police Station in Jiangbei City as a grassroots police officer. So, they quickly decided to dig deeper into this story and emphasize reporting on how Song Xiaojia worked so hard she fell ill.

"Thank you, Director Chen." Song Xiaojia looked grateful.

"You're welcome," Director Chen chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll have the people at the headquarters take over your work. You just relax here and don't worry about work anymore. Let the police station hand over the specific work to our central office staff."

"Okay, I'll have Captain Zhang do the handover," Song Xiaojia nodded. As she spoke, she gave Zhang Wenhui a wink.

Zhang Wenhui stood solemnly by, speechless. He wore his police uniform unbuttoned, not at all like a police officer, but if you talk about his ability to solve cases, Zhang Wenhui is absolutely top-notch; his skills are among the best in the entire province. However, his case-solving ability doesn't quite match his position.

"Director Chen, rest assured, I'll handle the handover procedures with the headquarters," Zhang Wenhui quickly nodded.

"That's good, that's good." Director Chen nodded.

The group stayed at the hospital for a while and then left. The TV station's reporters conducted some interviews with Song Xiaojia on-site and then hurriedly left. These reporters left satisfied, their special report was basically settled. They just need to embellish it extensively after going back.

Once everyone left, the room that was bustling just moments ago suddenly felt desolate.

"Finally, they've gone," Song Xiaojia exhaled and said, "If this goes on, I'm afraid I'd get exposed."

"Haha..." Zhang Wenhui laughed heartily and said, "You performed very well just now."

"Captain Zhang, why do I feel like you're mocking me?" Song Xiaojia frowned.

"Who would dare!" Zhang Wenhui laughed, "It was really good. But, how long do you plan to stay in the hospital?"

"At least three days?" Song Xiaojia smiled, "Even a common cold takes at least three days to heal."

Just as they were chatting, Lin Chuan rushed in from outside.

"Xiaojia, what's wrong with you?" Lin Chuan looked worried.

Once inside, Lin Chuan touched Song Xiaojia's forehead and seemed to find nothing wrong. He couldn't help but check her pulse, seemingly finding no issues either. He felt a bit puzzled and perplexed.

"I'm fine," Song Xiaojia shook her head.

"If you're fine, why are you in the hospital?" Lin Chuan replied.

"Lin Chuan, you're so smart, haven't you figured it out?" Zhang Wenhui chuckled and retorted.

As Lin Chuan listened, he paused for a moment and immediately reacted: "You two..."

"Exactly!" Zhang Wenhui nodded.

"Why not just seal the case, what's the point of making it so troublesome and complex?" Lin Chuan laughed.

"That's certainly not possible," Song Xiaojia quickly interjected, "Now the Zhou family and public opinion are putting a lot of pressure on us. Sealing the case directly would be going against public opinion. That's why I handed the case over to the central office. Anyway, they won't be able to find anything significant. The case will eventually just fade away."

"Brilliant," Lin Chuan laughed, "Who came up with this idea for you two?"

"I came up with it myself," Song Xiaojia giggled, "How about it? Isn't my plan good!"

"Do you have such high intelligence?" Lin Chuan countered.

"You... you bastard, I want to kill you." Song Xiaojia was furious. She grabbed the pillow beside her and chased after Lin Chuan fiercely.

At this moment, the hospital's deputy director hurried over.

"Xiaojia, stop fooling around, you're a patient now," the deputy director said helplessly, "You, a patient, can't be jumping around like this. If someone catches on, wouldn't that expose you?"

"Hehe..." Song Xiaojia chuckled, "I know!"

"Alright, lie down properly," the deputy director hurriedly instructed.

With no other choice, Song Xiaojia had to lie down.

At this time, Zhang Wenhui got up to leave. With Song Xiaojia and Lin Chuan behaving like a couple, staying there alone made him feel like a huge third wheel. Just the thought made him uncomfortable, so Zhang Wenhui hurried out.

Once Zhang Wenhui left, Lin Chuan was about to leave as well.

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