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Chapter 147 Time Management
After the two argued for a while, Liu Yuan looked at Tian Hao.

"Old Tian, ​​you've been busy lately, and you've just returned from a business trip and are already back to work. Are you sure you can handle it? How about I approve a leave for you so you can go back and relax?"

Hu Yingshao chimed in, "It's good to be dedicated to your job, but health is the foundation of everything. You need to balance work and rest and not ruin your health."

Tian Hao smiled sheepishly, "It's nothing. I wasn't really helpful on this business trip; it was practically like a vacation..."

"That won't do. No matter how easy the work is, it's still work. How can it compare to a completely relaxing vacation?"

Liu Yuan frowned and said, "You should go back directly. I'll go talk to Captain Shi later and ask him to give you a day off. Is it reasonable for such a large criminal investigation team to expect you to handle everything by yourself? Are the others just sitting around doing nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Hao's expression gradually became strange.

The first thing he wanted to do upon returning was to ask Shi Hongfang or Liu Yuan for leave, but before he even arrived, they had already offered him leave.

Tian Hao was filled with doubt: 'Is this still the same Deputy Captain Liu who practically hates me? Has he lost his mind? Or is this just a polite remark to curry favor with Mr. Hu?'

Tian Hao tentatively asked, "Shall I go back now?"

"It's alright, go ahead." Liu Yuan waved his hand and then led Hu Yingshao to the parking lot.

'It seems Captain Liu genuinely doesn't care?'

Tian Hao put down the documents and pondered before leaving.

Seeing Tian Hao walking towards the door with his head down, the detective at the front desk hurriedly called out to him, "Hey, Lao Tian, ​​aren't you going to take this calligraphy?"

"Just put it on my desk and leave it there. I'll get it later."

After saying that, Tian Hao made a move to go out.

The detective at the front desk couldn't sit still any longer and rushed out to stop him: "This is Hu Yingshao's own handwriting. Even this kind of simple handwriting is worth tens of thousands!"

"So valuable?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Hao's eyebrows immediately furrowed.

"Isn't that obvious? Didn't you hear Captain Liu say that he's the vice president of the Qianhua City Calligraphy Association? Even if you don't watch the news, you should at least pay attention to Captain Shi's interpersonal relationships from time to time."

The detective at the front desk rubbed his forehead, speechless at Tian Hao.

Everyone in the criminal investigation team knew that their captain came from a very wealthy family, and his calligraphy and music teachers were all highly accomplished individuals.

Only Tian Hao never cared about his interpersonal relationships and devoted himself entirely to solving cases.

It turns out that he is not only the vice president of the calligraphy association, but also Captain Shi's calligraphy teacher.

No wonder Liu Yuan personally received them.

Tian Hao looked at the Xuan paper in his hand and sighed.

He has an almost instinctive aversion to gift-giving. His teachers at the police academy had told him that it was best not to accept any gifts from non-governmental organizations, except for banners.

Tian Hao was a rough and uncultured man who couldn't appreciate calligraphy, so he not only felt nothing for this piece of calligraphy, but even found it a bit troublesome.

Although the meaning of this calligraphy was similar to that of a brocade banner, he felt very awkward holding it in his hand because he heard that the calligraphy was very valuable.

However, since the other party is our captain's calligraphy teacher, there shouldn't be any problem accepting it; consider it encouragement from our superiors.

With this in mind, Tian Hao put the Xuan paper in a file bag and took it with him to the car.

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"Hey, wake up, Ping An, wake up quickly."

Jin Ping'an frowned and opened his eyes with great difficulty.

He yawned, his eyes stinging and dry with tears: "You're back so soon? Is the case you were investigating finished?"

"Finished my ass. I told the local police I had an urgent mission and rushed back. I have to go back tomorrow."

Tian Hao sat down on the opposite sofa with an annoyed expression: "I had to lie to both the criminal investigation team and the police to keep this a secret!"

"Well, you're pretty bold too."

"Alright, enough nonsense. Didn't you say you caught the kidnapper? Where is he?"

Tian Hao didn't have time to waste with Jin Ping'an.

He was just playing the time difference; he could be exposed at any moment. Either side could easily uncover the lie with a simple phone call to confirm it.

To ensure this doesn't happen, he has to travel between the two places every day.

In the afternoon, I went to assist police officers in other areas with their cases. In the evening, I drove back to the Criminal Investigation Team to assist Jin Ping'an with his investigation. Then, at noon, I drove back to the area where the investigation was being conducted.

Forced to become a master of time management, Tian Hao has very limited time to spend in the anti-drug squad.

That's why he asked the Criminal Investigation Detachment for leave. Running back and forth between the two places is already troublesome enough. If the detachment assigns him another task, it won't be a problem that can be solved by time management.

Jin Pingan went to the water dispenser and filled two glasses with cold water, placing them on the coffee table: "The person is still unconscious and should wake up this afternoon."

"Unconscious? What happened?" Tian Hao asked.

"That's a long story. As for why the tattooed man fell into a coma... I can roughly guess who did it."

Tian Hao was somewhat agitated: "The mastermind behind this wants to silence us?"

Jin Ping'an looked slightly embarrassed: "No, he fainted. It's possible that the bounty hunter I hired did it."

"A bounty hunter? Is that believable?" Tian Hao pressed.

“Well, he’s reliable in terms of action, but in some ways his credibility is extremely low,” Jin Ping’an stammered.

Tian Hao impatiently urged, "When did you learn to speak in riddles? Hurry up and tell me what happened these past two days, don't waste my time."

"Where do I begin?"

"Let's start from when I left."

"Oh, after you left, I continued to investigate the clues as usual, until the night before last I met Ai Liang... the one who was kidnapped by the robbers with me before."

Jin Ping'an was worried that Tian Hao might not remember who Ai Liang was, so he gave him a hint.

“That night I was harassed by thugs again, so I went to Ai Liang to drink away my sorrows. I was drunk and in a moment of impulsiveness, I asked him to help me investigate the missing persons case.”

Tian Hao was puzzled: "That Ai Liang is a bounty hunter? How is that possible? It's not shown in the records at all."

"Of course not. He rejected my invitation outright, but the next morning he introduced me to a bounty hunter."

"The bounty hunter was the one who helped me find the tattooed man. He went directly to the tattoo shop owner and forced him to reveal the tattooed man's whereabouts. Then, he slowly followed the clues and found the tattooed man's residence."

"However, his questioning methods were a bit too extreme... The tattooed man's unconsciousness was most likely due to him being given a strong sleeping pill."

Tian Hao nodded in understanding.

In fact, using violence to extract confessions is a perfectly normal tactic.

Bounty hunters in the black market often resort to extreme measures to obtain intelligence.

As long as it doesn't involve suspects who are closely related to the case, the police will usually turn a blind eye.

After all, even if criminals who have clues are forced to confess by bounty hunters, they dare not expose their illegal interrogations to the media.

I'd like to recommend Xiao Fang's work again.

And...

Failed to return to the underworld _(`」∠)__
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(End of this chapter)