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

Chapter 403 Wen Ling is truly ruthless!

Yang Jinwen has been in Qincheng for over a month, and with Wen Ling's transfer here, he finally has time to tidy up the house that his father and stepmother bought.

Because it was New Year's Day and the case was successfully solved, Wen Mo also granted Yang Jinwen two days off.

This apartment is 130 square meters, with three bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms, and a large outdoor terrace. It is located in one of the best areas of Tayan District.

Starting on the morning of the 1st, Yang Jinwen was tidying up the house, mopping the floor, wiping the table, and peeling off the window film.

Wenling went out and bought everything she needed, mainly household and kitchen supplies, with vases being the most frequently purchased item.

She was very interested in flower arranging, so she bought several pairs of scissors. Sharp scissors were placed everywhere in the house, and she could stab someone with them if she held them in her hand.

Wen Ling sat in front of the coffee table, on which were freshly bought flowers, such as various kinds of orchids, silver willows, and some cold-resistant flowering plants.

There was a "click".

Wen Ling cut a triangular piece off the base of a bunch of red silver willows and put it in a white vase. As she did so, she said to Yang Jinwen, who was picking at the windowpane, "Dad said that Wu Daqing and Li Yang will be transferred to your Third Brigade the day after tomorrow."

Yang Jinwen had his back to her and hummed in response.

"Wu Daqing is a good person. He even helped me when he saw that I couldn't lift the body. Li Yang is a bit cunning, but I don't like him."

"Ah."

"Wu Daqing is a few years older than you, right?"

He's 30.

"get married?"

"I heard it hasn't happened yet."

"I knew it."

"how do you know?"

"The way he looked at Cat Girl was strange."

"Cat Girl?" Yang Jinwen turned his head, his eyes filled with doubt.

Wen Ling put down the scissors and glared at him sideways: "You're really interested in Jiang Yuxin now? Yang Jinwen, let me tell you, you'd better put your mind to it!"

"I don't even know who you're talking about." Yang Jinwen quickly turned his face away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

"Cat Girl is a nickname given to her by those bastards in the Qincheng Detachment. Ma Hui from the First Battalion and Sun Yue from the Second Battalion both call her that. She's Cat Brother's sister, so she's called Cat Girl."

"Oh," Yang Jinwen replied casually, but the image of Jiang Yuxin's youthful and lovely face, with two fluffy ears standing up on her head and a soft, short tail behind her, floated into his mind...

You mustn't think that way, you absolutely mustn't think that way...

I'm so sorry, Cat Bro!
Yang Jinwen cleared his mind of all distractions and then heard Wen Ling say, "Go downstairs and buy some groceries; they're coming at noon."

"Who? Who's coming?"

Why are you so excited?

"I'm not excited."

"You get all worked up." Wen Ling rolled her eyes at him. "In the Angang family dormitory, your bedroom is full of comics, including ones where humans transform into small animals, girls turn into cats, and foxes. You just love things with tails!"

"Hey, that's a comic book."

"He confessed without being asked."

Yang Jinwen retorted, "That's really not true."

Wen Ling chuckled: "How about I make one for you?"

"How to do it?"

"Fine, you're trying to hide something!" Wen Ling's expression immediately changed. She grabbed a pair of scissors and pointed them at Yang Jinwen: "Do you believe I'll stab you in the butt?"

Yang Jinwen said helplessly, "Let's get down to business. Who wants to come?"

Wen Ling continued cutting the silver willow in her hands, wielding the scissors very skillfully, like cutting a cat's tail, "snip, snip."

"It's not your Third Brigade that's in charge."

"I finally got two days off."

"We're moving into a new house, so of course we should invite them. Besides, you're the leader, so it's good to care about your subordinates and strengthen your relationship."

We were all transferred from Annan to the provincial capital, and we don't have many friends here, so let's get together."

After saying that, Wen Ling looked up and glanced at him: "My mother used to do it this way. When Director Wen was young, he had a bad temper and liked to curse people when he was unhappy at work."

After yelling, they didn't even try to calm the other person down. My mom would invite those guys from the detachment over for dinner and drinks every few days to try and resolve the conflict.

Yang Jinwen nodded: "Auntie's thinking is very thoughtful."

Who knew, Wenling added, "My mother remembers everything: who came, who didn't have time, who brought too little, who didn't say nice things, and who drank to appease her."

After everyone left, she whispered in Director Wen's ear, asking him to transfer all those who hadn't come or whose behavior had changed, to prevent them from stabbing him in the back later.

Yang Jinwen's hand trembled, and he leaned close to Wen Ling: "Is your mother that amazing?"

Wen Ling laughed and said, "Do you think you can guarantee a smooth career just by solving cases?"
Yang Jinwen, let me tell you, you're lucky to have gotten into the Chengbei Branch Bureau. Director Lu, your mentor Zheng Kang, and Captain He are the exceptions.

If you had gone to the Chengnan or Jiaxing branches back then, you would be a deputy captain at most by now.

Didn't you see the First and Second Battalions of the Qincheng Branch? They're all like hungry wolves, and they even dared to steal your credit.

"You take the blame while someone else gets the credit—isn't that common?"

"Don't think so badly of people."

"If you don't strive for excellence, how will Lao Yao, Sister Cai, and Brother Mao improve? If you don't strive for excellence, how will Wu Daqing and Li Yang be transferred to your Third Brigade?"

"You were lucky this time, you solved the case smoothly. Not to mention those guys from Annan, Wu Daqing and Li Yang will stab you in the back, believe it or not."

Yang Jinwen remained silent.

Wen Ling opened the drawer under the coffee table, took out two books, and tossed them to Yang Jinwen. "I found a few books in Director Wen's study. You can read them since you have some free time these days."

Yang Jinwen took the two books in his hands and saw that they were "How to Win Friends and Influence People" and "1587, A Year of No Significance".

He sighed, "It's better to stay in a small place. If we were in Annam, we could go back to Guangwu County during our holidays and visit our grandparents to relax."

Wen Ling wholeheartedly agreed: "That's true. Alright, go buy the groceries, I'll cook something delicious for you in a bit."

Yang Jinwen was skeptical: "You can cook?"

Wen Ling declared confidently, "I'm the lady of the house. If I don't cook, who will?"

"Row."

"go Go."

After Yang Jinwen left, Wen Ling stood up and went into the bedroom.

I was transferred here from Annam in a very rushed manner. For the past half month, I've been focused on the case. I've only opened one of the two pieces of luggage I brought with me, just to change my clothes.

She hasn't had time to unpack the other suitcase yet.

After unzipping the box, on the top layer inside, there was a square object wrapped in black cloth.

Inside the box was a portrait of Yang Jinwen's mother.

Yang Jinwen's mother, Su Lan, passed away from illness at the young age of thirty, when Yang Jinwen was only five years old.

Looking at the portrait, Wen Ling sighed softly, found a clean towel, and carefully wiped the dust off the frame.

When she came from Annam, Wen Ling made a special trip to Yang Jinwen's home and brought his portrait with her.

After wiping away the dust, Wenling took the portrait to the living room.

A mahogany cabinet with drawers underneath was placed on the west side of the living room.

She raised her hands and respectfully placed the portrait on top, then returned to the bedroom and placed the incense burner from her suitcase in front of the portrait.

She placed two vases filled with silver willow branches in front of the portrait, took out incense sticks, lit them, and put them into the incense burner.

Wen Ling clasped her hands together respectfully and said, "How should I address you? You won't be angry if I call you Mom, will you?"

I took the liberty of bringing you here, so please don't be angry with me. This is my new home with your son, and it's also your home.

The elders often say that it's better to respect ancestors than ghosts and gods. Please bless Yang Jinwen to be safe and sound. When arresting criminals, shoot them in the head every time, and kill them without leaving any future troubles.

Although dissecting corpses was a little troublesome, it wasn't a big deal, and I was quite comfortable with my job.

By the way, if you have time, could you appear in Yang Jinwen's dream and tell him to behave himself? If he dares to cheat on me with other women, then... hehe..."

Wen Ling chuckled mischievously twice, bowed three times, and then returned to the coffee table in a cheerful mood to continue cutting flowers.

But she always felt that the eyes in the portrait were staring intently at her.

She frowned, stood up, walked to the portrait, and moved the frame slightly.

"Alright, alright, I'm scared of you. Your son is my fiancé, what can I do to him? We're both women, so stop watching me all the time."

Judging from the attitude of him and his son towards you, he won't be able to cause any trouble.

"If you want a grandson, don't let him cause trouble. I wouldn't dare bully your son, but I'll be able to bully my own son someday, so don't feel bad then."

Wen Ling let out a breath and rolled her eyes.

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Behind the residential area, there is an alley leading to the farmers' market.

Since driving wasn't very convenient, Yang Jinwen bought a second-hand bicycle from a bicycle repair stall downstairs, rode it through the alley, and arrived at the farmers' market.

Because today is New Year's Day, the first day of 1999, most people are on holiday, so the farmers' market is crowded.

The stalls sell all sorts of things, such as meteorites from outer space, ginseng that can escape, tree roots of unknown origin, tiger penis, deer antler, and so on.

Yang Jinwen saw that on the west side of the market, there were also dog sellers, and the cages contained not only dogs, but also monkeys and earthworms.

The market administrator, wearing a red armband, acted as if he hadn't seen anything, which undoubtedly meant he had received a bribe.

This was Yang Jinwen's first time visiting this farmers' market.

So he pushed his bicycle and strolled around among the crowds, looking here and there.

After looking around, he discovered that the market had all sorts of deadly weapons, and that someone was even openly selling aluminum cyanide pills, a deadly poison.

If we really investigate, we could at least catch a large group of people.

Yang Jinwen sighed, "The task of building the rule of law is arduous and has a long way to go."

After browsing for half an hour, he bought some seafood, beef, and vegetables, put them in the basket of his bicycle, and was about to ride back when...

"Oh!"

A loud bang startled him so much that he immediately jumped out of the car.

Yang Jinwen subconsciously pulled back the hem of his clothes, hunched his shoulders, and looked toward the source of the sound.

There was a large crowd, with adults keeping their distance and children in the market covering their ears and grinning.

A wisp of smoke drifted into the sky, and beneath it, an old man wearing an apron held a metal can for popping popcorn.

The black metal can sprayed out a large amount of yellow popcorn from the plastic tarpaulin it was laid on.

It was a false alarm. Oh well, I'll buy some for Wenling; she should like it.

Yang Jinwen was pushing his bicycle and was about to go over when someone slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"Yang Jinwen!"

(End of this chapter)