We asked you to make an anti-corruption film, but you made one in the name of the people!

The day after filming wrapped on "Raging Storm," Lin Mo flew back to Yanjing.

Old Zhao stayed in Jiangmen to handle the aftermath—dismantling the set, returning the props, settling accounts, and coordinating with the local police.

He had done these kinds of jobs his whole life, so Lin Mo didn't need to worry about them. Before leaving, Old Zhao told Lin Mo, "Director Lin, you go back and report first. I'll keep an eye on things here and get everything done within ten days."

Lin Mo patted him on the shoulder and said, "You've worked hard."

The plane landed at around 10 a.m.

Lin Mo didn't go home; he went straight to the Ministry of Public Security.

It wasn't that he didn't want to rest, but he had something on his mind—the filming was finished, but post-production hadn't started yet, and his superiors were waiting for a progress report; every day of delay meant another day was too late.

Sun Jianguo was waiting for him at the office door. As soon as they met, he smiled and said, "Xiao Lin, you've lost weight."

Lin Mo touched his face and smiled, "Director Sun, what you said is exactly what my mother said."

Sun Jianguo laughed heartily and led him into Director Wang's office.

Director Wang was reviewing documents when he saw Lin Mo enter. He put down his pen, looked Lin Mo up and down, and asked, "You're back?"

Lin Mo nodded, and Director Wang pointed to the sofa.

Lin Mo sat down and gave a brief report on the filming progress—fifty-eight days, thirty-nine episodes, a few days ahead of schedule. The actors were very cooperative, the progress was smooth, and the quality of the footage was guaranteed.

After listening, Director Wang didn't say anything, remained silent for a while, and then asked, "How long will the post-production stage take?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment: "About ten days."

Director Wang glanced at him, his eyes showing surprise, but mostly a sense of familiarity.

He nodded: "Show me when you're done cutting it."

Lin Mo agreed, and Director Wang added, "Go back and rest for a couple of days, there's no rush."

After leaving the Ministry of Public Security, Lin Mo stood at the gate, took out his phone and glanced at the time: 11:30.

He hailed a taxi and told the driver he was going to the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

The Supreme People's Procuratorate remains the same.

The building was gray and white, with the national emblem shining brightly in the sunlight. The armed police officer at the entrance had changed and he didn't recognize him, but when Lin Mo swiped his card, he took another look and felt that the man looked somewhat familiar.

Upon entering the lobby, Xiao Zhang, the receptionist, was looking down at her phone. Hearing footsteps, she looked up, saw Lin Mo, and jumped up immediately: "Brother Lin! You're back!"

Lin Mo nodded with a smile.

The publicity department is on the fourth floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, the familiar smell of printer ink, the fragrance of tea, and the quietness unique to government offices rushed in.

He walked to the office door, but didn't go in. He just stood at the door and glanced inside.

Xiao Wang was writing something while leaning over the table, Xiao Liu was on the phone, and Lao Li was reading the newspaper with a teacup in his hand.

Everything was just as it was before he left, as if he had never left at all.

Xiao Wang saw his first.

Xiao Wang looked up, paused for a moment, then jumped up from his chair: "Brother Lin!"

That shout drew everyone's attention.

Lin Mo walked in, smiling, and said, "You're back."

Xiao Wang rushed over and grabbed his arm: "Brother Lin, you're finally back! We've all missed you so much!"

Xiao Liu followed behind and asked him if he was tired from filming in Jiangmen.

Lin Mo chatted with them for a while and then distributed the local specialties he brought from Jiangmen—a bag of dried tangerine peel and a package of roast goose.

Xiao Wang examined the dried tangerine peel from all angles, asking how to eat it. Lin Mo suggested soaking it in water, but Xiao Wang said he would have to save it to drink slowly.

After chatting for a while, Lin Mo went upstairs.

The door to Prosecutor Zhao's office was open, and he stood at the door and knocked.

Zhao Jianzheng was sitting behind his desk reading documents when he looked up, saw Lin Mo, put down his pen, and took off his glasses.

"You're back?"

"You're back, Prosecutor Zhao."

Zhao Jian looked him up and down, then pointed to the sofa. Lin Mo sat down and gave a brief report on the filming process.

It's similar to what Director Wang said, but with a few more details.

After listening, Prosecutor Zhao remained silent for a moment before saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

After leaving Prosecutor Zhao's office, Lin Mo went back to the Publicity Department.

Old Han was waiting for him in the office. There were two cups of tea on the table, one of which was for Lin Mo and had already been brewed.

Lin Mo knocked on the door and went in. Old Han was standing by the window and turned around when he heard the sound.

"sit."

Lin Mo sat down.

"How's it going with the Ministry of Public Security?" Old Han asked.

Lin Mo picked up his teacup and took a sip: "It's alright. Director Wang and Director Sun have been very kind to me, and the short drama project is going quite smoothly."

"I watched 'Police and People Working Together,' and it was well-made." Old Han nodded. "I'm not just flattering you, it's genuinely good. The public loves watching it, and it's also received a good response internally. A few days ago, at a meeting, several department heads mentioned this short drama, saying that the Ministry of Public Security's propaganda methods are worth learning from."

Lin Mo smiled but didn't reply.

Old Han looked at him, remained silent for a while, and then said something that surprised Lin Mo: "I'm happy that you're doing well at the Ministry of Public Security, but you can't ignore the Supreme People's Procuratorate."

Lin Mo put down his teacup: "Director Han, I understand."

Old Han waved his hand: "I'm not putting pressure on you, I'm just reminding you. Your roots are in the Supreme People's Procuratorate. When you go out to take up a temporary post, you're not representing yourself, you're representing the Supreme People's Procuratorate. If you do well in the Ministry of Public Security, people will say that people from the Supreme People's Procuratorate are different. If you mess it up, people won't say that you, Lin Mo, are incompetent, they'll say that people from the Supreme People's Procuratorate are incompetent."

Lin Mo nodded earnestly: "Director Han, I've got it."

Old Han looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Alright, don't be so serious. I was just talking to you, I didn't mean anything by it. You've been busy for so long, go back and rest."