You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 40 The Cat with a Miserable Fate

After having a late-night snack in the cafeteria, Yang Jinwen went straight back to his dormitory.

Dormitories at the Chengbei branch were in short supply, and as a newcomer, he couldn't get a bed at all. Even though he solved the 5*30 series of murders, Lu Shaohua and He Jinbo didn't give him any special treatment.

These leaders are all shrewd people; they're full of praise and concern, but don't expect them to actually deliver.

It's not that they're unwilling, it's because which of the veterans in the Major Crimes Unit isn't working hard? Which one isn't exhausted like an ox or a horse?

Asking them to vacate their beds would surely break the hearts of these elderly people.

It's hard to say about other teams in the Chengbei Branch, but the Major Crimes Team is relatively fair.

He Jinbo asked the logistics department to set aside a storage room next to the female police officers' dormitory. The room was only five square meters, just enough to fit a bunk bed against the wall. He Jinbo told Yang Jinwen and Maozi to make do with it for the time being.

"You call this making do?" Jiang Jianbing immediately objected upon hearing this: "This is an independent dormitory!"

Xu Guoliang said righteously, "What about fairness? Fairness! When has He Jinbo ever been fair? No way, I have a problem with this. I should be sleeping in the room next to the female police officers' dormitory!"

“That’s right!” Jiang Jianbing chimed in, “We must seriously criticize Comrade He Jinbo for seeking special treatment!”

Despite their banter, the two naturally dared not confront He Jinbo, this smiling tiger.

However, Yang Jinwen and Maozi were ordered to live next to the female police officers' dormitory, but they were not allowed to use the bathroom and toilet on the female police officers' dormitory side.

Moreover, one should not follow the example of Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang, strolling around the corridor in baggy shorts.

But if he needed to use the restroom, he had to go downstairs, around the flagpole, and to the dormitories of the older students across the street. It took at least seven or eight minutes to go back and forth, which annoyed Maozi greatly. He had kidney problems and was prone to urinating at night.

After washing up, Yang Jinwen returned to the dormitory with a towel draped over her shoulder and a plastic basin in her hand.

Just then, two policewomen walked in from the end of the corridor. They had just finished washing up, and their hair was still wet.

"Good evening," Yang Jinwen greeted.

"Oh my, Xiao Yang, I heard you've arrested quite a few people this week?" The speaker was Zhou Li, the head of the archives, who was in her thirties and married.

Although she's called a supervisor, she can only manage one person.

The person standing next to her was named Zou Jiahui. She was petite, and her cheeks were flushed from just taking a shower.

She stood behind Zhou Li's shoulder, smiling as she stared at Yang Jinwen: "What brand of shampoo do you use? It smells so good."

Yang Jinwen took out a small half-empty bag of shampoo from the plastic basin and handed it to her: "Vidal Sassoon, it smells really nice."

Zhou Jiahui smiled and said, "I'll use this next time too."

Yang Jinwen nodded, exchanged a few polite words, and then stepped into the dormitory.

He had just closed the door when he saw the cat scramble onto the upper bunk in a panic, the metal frame creaking loudly.

Outside the door, Zou Jiahui whispered to Zhou Li, "Sister Zhou, he's so handsome! He looks just like Leon Lai, so refined and gentle. And Yang Jinwen must be the tallest in our bureau, right? I heard he's 1.86 meters tall."

Zhou Li laughed and said, "What? You're interested in him?"

"Sister Zhou, don't talk nonsense. I just admire him."

"You'd better act quickly if you want to, or the forensic doctor Wen will snatch it away."

"Wen Ling?" Zhou Jiahui pondered, her tone somewhat uneasy. She quickly said, "Sister Zhou, if you have time tomorrow, will you come with me to the department store to buy some clothes?"

"Why buy clothes? We're not going out on fieldwork, so we can only wear uniforms. How about you get a perm? Big waves would suit you."

"Really?"

"On the condition that you don't get caught by Director Lu."

With the sound of the door opening next door, Yang Jinwen could no longer hear the two people talking. Yang Jinwen placed the plastic basin on the washstand, because he was so tall that when he lay down on the bed, both his feet were sticking out.

The cat poked its head out from the upper bunk: "Hey, Xiao Yang."

Yang Jinwen rested his head on his hands, nodded to him, and told him to speak.

Cat licked her lips, extremely excited: "Which one do you like? Forensic Doctor Wen, or Zou Jiahui from the next dorm?"

"Not interested." Yang Jinwen turned over, and the iron bed frame creaked.

The cat got impatient: "So which one aren't you interested in? You have to choose one, how am I supposed to choose if you don't?"

The weather in June was already unbearably hot. The dormitory space was cramped, and Yang Jinwen not only felt hot but also stuffy, making him feel uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

He looked up and saw that Maozi had changed her position and was looking down from the head of the bed: "Xiao Yang, there are only two young and beautiful girls in our department, which are just right for the two of us. I'll let you have them, so you should choose one quickly."

Yang Jinwen ignored him and closed her eyes to sleep.

The next morning, he did not leave the scene.

Yang Jinwen wanted to sleep a little longer, but there was a knock on the door.

He impatiently put on his slippers, opened the door, and Wen Ling was standing outside with a bright and sunny expression, holding a thermal box in her hands.

Yang Jinwen could tell from the thermos in her hand that it wasn't from the cafeteria.

Wen Ling entered the room and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a week, and you've lost weight."

Yang Jinwen rubbed his eyes, trying to look more alert: "What brings you here?"

"It's hot outside, so my mom made some white fungus soup. I'll bring you some."

"Don't be so polite, the cafeteria has mung bean soup."

Wen Ling teased, "Old Fan's pot of mung beans has fewer people than the entire staff of our branch office."

She moved a stool over, sat down, opened the insulated container, and handed it to Yang Jinwen: "I've been freezing this in the refrigerator for over an hour. I didn't bring a bowl, so please make do with this."

Yang Jinwen took the insulated box and was about to take a bite when he remembered that Maozi was still on the upper bunk.

"Brother Cat, do you want it?"

At this moment, the cat was pretending to be asleep. He mumbled sleepily, "Don't bother me, I want to sleep a little longer."

"Alright then." Yang Jinwen shrugged.

A moment later, Zou Jiahui burst in, shouting excitedly, "Yang Jinwen, are you awake? I got soy milk and fried dough sticks from the cafeteria..."

As soon as she entered, she saw Wen Ling's murderous gaze.

Zou Jiahui stood frozen at the doorway, her eyes slightly narrowed, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Cat lay on the metal bunk bed, gritting his teeth and pounding the wall with his fists, his heart bleeding.

Yang Jinwen coughed twice, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, when He Jinbo's loud voice rang out from downstairs.

"Serious Crimes Unit, wake up! Get up now! There's a big case! You have five minutes to get ready and head to the scene immediately!"

"Hey, Lao Xu, you better tone it down. The female police officers' dormitory is right across the street. Aren't you ashamed to be strolling around in the corridor in just your shorts?"

"Cat, Cat, get up quickly! Go get the technical team and come to the scene. There's a murder!"

The cat rolled over and sat up, feeling extremely grateful to its master. It was still its master who remembered it.

(End of this chapter)