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Yuan Haoyun was very efficient; Chen Fan received the message that very evening.

The next day, at the Central Police Station.

When Chen Fan pushed open the door to the office of the Third Major Crimes Unit, Curry and Chili were already sitting inside.

Su Yulian was carefully stuffing a stack of newly organized documents into the filing cabinet.

"Brother Fan."

Several people stood up when they saw him.

Chen Fan waved his hand, walked to the whiteboard, and re-pasted the photos of Uncle Hai and Johnny Wang, holding them in place with magnets.

"I've received information that Lin Hai and Johnny Wang are likely to have a showdown soon, which presents a good opportunity for us."

"Inspector Chen, this is dangerous!"

Fang Jiexia immediately questioned, "We should collect evidence first, and then apply to our superiors for more manpower, instead of doing this..."

"how?"

Chen Fan interrupted her by raising an eyebrow before she could finish speaking.

"This is my style of handling cases. If you don't like it, you can leave at any time."

"you!"

Fang Jiexia's chest heaved violently with anger.

"You're gambling with our lives!"

She had been very curious about how Chen Fan handled cases, because those reports were beautifully written but contained very little actual information.

Seeing it with my own eyes now, I feel that the education I have received over the years is being challenged.

"Officer Fang, we believe in Brother Fan!"

Chili couldn't hold back any longer and stood up from the stool.

"He's always at the forefront of every operation. We almost never face the bandits directly. You can criticize me, but please don't slander Brother Fan!"

"I..."

Fang Jiexia was stunned and speechless after being rebuked. In the end, she could only stare wide-eyed at Chen Fan.

They neither moved nor spoke; they just stood there.

Chen Fan ignored her and continued, "How's it going with the new gun?"

"That's absolutely fantastic, Brother Fan!"

"Compared to modern guns, the .38 caliber rifle was practically as useless as a fire poker."

"Everything else is fine, except it's too light."

Ma Jun scratched his head.

He still prefers the feel of the Type 38.

The others rolled their eyes at this.

A violent maniac who likes to solve problems with his fists, his brain is practically filled with muscles.

"If you like it, that's good. Ma Jun and Zi Jie have both worked for me before. Curry and Chili, you two should watch and learn more tonight, and don't do anything unnecessary."

Chen Fan really enjoyed watching them banter, especially seeing all those familiar faces; it gave him a huge sense of accomplishment.

"Got it, Brother Fan!"

"Okay, go and rest first. I'll call you when we're moving out tonight."

After the group left, Su Yulian sensed that something was off and carefully left the office, making sure to close the door behind her.

"Is there anything else?"

Chen Fan looked at Fang Jiexia, who looked unconvinced.

"Inspector Chan, things are not what they used to be."

Fang Jiexia said sternly, "Your behavior is like walking a tightrope; one wrong step and you'll be shattered to pieces!"

"I won't make a mistake, so your worries are unfounded."

Chen Fan spoke calmly, but the overwhelming confidence and domineering aura he exuded made Fang Jiexia's heart start to race.

Without realizing it, her tone had softened.

"Okay, what are the specific plans for tonight's operation? Have we applied for an arrest warrant? What's the operation's code name? How will the reinforcements be deployed?"

Chen Fan looked at her but did not answer immediately.

Fang Jiexia's cheeks flushed from the stare, but she refused to back down and could only raise her chin and grit her teeth to meet the gaze.

"I don't like others telling me what to do. Either do it my way, or don't let me interfere."

"But do you know that without an arrest warrant, the person you arrest can be bailed out by a lawyer at any time?"

Without a reinforcement plan, even Superintendent Tung couldn't bear the responsibility should any casualties occur!

Uncle Biu's full name is Tung Biu, but people in Central prefer to call him Uncle rather than by his title.

"Arrest? Arrest for what?"

Chen Fan put on a strange look, "Did I say I was going to arrest anyone? As for the casualties you mentioned, I'll only die before my men."

Fang Jiexia was so angry that she looked completely speechless, her mouth agape.

Chen Fan didn't care whether she could accept his reasons, because it didn't matter at all.

"If there's nothing else, you can go out now."

"Inspector Chen, since you're so confident, let's wait and see."

Fang Jiexia took a long breath, her expression calming down.

"If you can demonstrate the ability I trust tonight, I won't bring up similar things again; in fact, I'll arrange everything for you. But if you can't, you'll have to accept my advice!"

After saying this, Fang Jiexia opened the office door and walked out.

The corridor outside was quiet, and she could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

thump! thump!

It jumped very fast and very violently.

I don't know why, but every time I talk to Chen Fan and get a retort, I always unconsciously have some inexplicable physiological reactions.

She knew very well that this was abnormal, and could even be considered a kind of mental illness.

Fang Jiexia had never realized before that she had this kind of personality flaw.

Avoidance is not the solution; the best way to overcome fear is to confront it.

Once it's proven that Chen Fan is just an ordinary guy who likes to boast, everything should be resolved, right?

The thought of the other person bowing their head to her made her breath catch in her throat.

After gathering her thoughts, Fang Jiexia walked down the corridor toward the restroom.

She walked quickly, her high heels clicking crisply on the ground.

Several officers from the Major Crimes Unit saw her in the corridor and stepped aside to make way for her, their gazes lingering on her face for a moment before quickly looking away.

Fang Jiexia ignored the stares and went to the women's restroom with a blank expression.

Just then, my phone rang.

She took it out and saw two words displayed on the screen: Father.

Fang Jiexia stared at those two words for a few seconds, her thumb hovering over the answer button for a moment before finally pressing it.

"Feed?"

"Jiexia!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and steady, carrying an undeniable authority: "Where are you now?"

"Police station."

"The one in Central?"

"Um."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, as if someone was suppressing some emotion.

"I heard you've been transferred to the Major Crimes Unit!"

Fang Jiexia did not speak.

"Do you even know what kind of place that is? They deal with desperate criminals every day, amidst gunfire and explosions; anything could happen at any moment. What would a girl like you do in a place like that?"

"I am a police officer."

Fang Jiexia's voice was calm, but her fingers gripped the phone tightly: "Police officers should be on the front lines."

"First-tier?"

"You, an inspector, are assigned to the Major Crimes Unit as a subordinate to a sergeant? Do you know what people are saying about you?"

I don't care what others say.

Fang Jiexia raised her voice slightly, but quickly lowered it again, "I know what I'm doing."

"What are you doing? You're playing with your life!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was filled with anxiety and anger, "After your mother passed away, you became my only daughter. If anything happens to you, you expect me to—"

Before he could finish speaking, the other end suddenly stopped.

Fang Jiexia's eyes were a little red, but she bit her lip to keep the tears from falling.

"dad."

Her voice was soft. "I know what I'm doing. I'm not capable enough yet. Experiencing more things on the front lines will benefit me. I don't want to live under your protection for the rest of my life."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

"Three months."

The voice finally rang out again, weary and resigned, "I'm giving you three months. After three months, whether you like it or not, you must come back to me."

"dad--"

There is no room for negotiation.

The phone hangs up.

Fang Jiexia stood there, holding her phone with its screen now black, stunned for a long while.

She slowly squatted down and buried her face in her knees.

A few minutes later, she stood up, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed a handful of cold water on her face.

My reflection in the mirror showed slightly red eyes and a red nose, making me look extremely disheveled.

Fang Jiexia took a deep breath in front of the mirror, tied her loose hair back up, and straightened her collar.

The person in the mirror transformed back into the calm, capable, and meticulous Inspector Fang.