Office of the Municipal Bureau Director
"Gao Bureau, why did you transfer Xiao Chen away so smoothly?"
"The Baisha Branch also needs manpower, and they asked for it by name."
"Then the head of Baisha Branch is still following your lead? How can you take someone away if you don't let him go?"
"Old Wu, what do you mean? Are you questioning me?"
Gao Ran looked at Deputy Director Wu Zhongzheng, who was older than him.
"No, how dare I question you? What I mean is that Xiao Chen is a very good policeman. It is obvious to all. There are many single guys in our city bureau who have crushes on other girls. After all, they are also a flower in our city bureau. You are like this The people were taken away quietly, and everyone was a little uncomfortable. "
"Old Wu, we are a police station, a place that serves the people, not a dating agency. I hope you understand this."
Gao Ran was still very scary when he was serious.
"Yes, yes, Gao Bureau, you know me, I didn't mean that, I meant..."
"Okay, I have to go out to do errands. This matter has been decided, so don't make any ink... Those little policemen who don't have a partner are not excited. You, an old detective, why are you excited?"
After Gao Ran finished speaking, he picked up his police uniform and walked out through the hall.
After Gao Ran left, some female colleagues started whispering.
"Hey, do you know why the Higher Bureau transferred Xiao Chen away?"
"Is there something going on between the two of them? There are so many people in the city bureau that they are afraid of being discovered, so... in order to deceive others..."
"That can't be true. The High Bureau is not that kind of person. He is upright. In the past, even if there were college students who were prettier than Xiao Chen in our Municipal Bureau, the High Bureau would still treat them equally and not take special care of them."
"Yeah, they say Gao Jie loves his wife very much. I wonder if his wife saved the galaxy in her previous life?"
Gao Ran transferred a small policeman, which was originally a trivial matter, but he didn't want to make a fuss about it.
That night, the public security website was hacked, and an article titled "The director of the municipal bureau has a bad style. In order to cover up others' deception, he transferred a beautiful female subordinate away, and is suspected of secretly plotting with Chen Cang."
This article caused a big stir within the public security agency, and not only the leaders of the provincial departments and departments above asked about it.
Even Zhu Lingling, a member of Gao Ran's family, was taken away for questioning.
Therefore, the atmosphere at Gao Ran's house was very tense that night.
"Isn't this matter over? Why is there still such a big fuss?" Zhu Lingling said coldly.
"How do I know?"
"Gao Ran, tell the truth. Did you transfer that vixen Chen Yuning to avoid suspicion, or was it to make it more convenient for future trysts?"
"What are you talking about?"
Gao Ran was also a little annoyed. He had been talked about by his colleagues all day, and was invited to drink tea by the boss before leaving get off work for questioning.
The city bureau still had a lot of things waiting to be resolved, and Gao Ran was really not in the mood to get entangled in such personal matters.
Maybe it was because he was in a mood after a long day, so when Zhu Lingling made trouble unreasonably, Gao Ran couldn't hold it back and made his voice louder.
"Gao Ran, you dare to shout at me?" Zhu Lingling stared at her husband in surprise.
"Lingling, please stop making trouble unreasonably, okay? I have a lot of things in the office right now."
"What's the matter? Is it about you and Chen Yuning?"
"Are you done yet? I've already transferred people, what else do you want? Do you want me to shoot her myself and kill her? Are you happy?"
There was another unknown anger. Gao Ran had rarely been so anxious. Secretary Zeng repeatedly put pressure on him in order to find his daughter.
So Gao Ran's emotions have been tense in recent days. No, now that he has a little outlet, he can't help but explode.