Just then, her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, You Mingxu froze on the spot.
It was the Bureau Chief.
He immediately picked up the phone with dread. Chen Feng bowed his head and picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table to drink. Noting him, she walked into the bedroom to take the call.
"Chief," She answered.
The police department was a den of old foxes and wolves. The Chief was close to fifty and usually polite with few words. Yet, most young officers feared him. You Mingxu didn't fear him, but she deeply respected the old man. After all, the wall of medals and merit documents in his office did not lie. The criminals he had caught in his lifetime probably outnumbered the suspects You Mingxu and other young criminal police had seen.
First, the Chief lauded You Mingxu for her meritorious service in her Tibet expedition. She stood straight, her hand clasped behind her back, listening attentively.
