I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

Chapter 175 People from the Cleaning Department Arrive

Even to Lin Yan, the senior's provocative words on the phone screen were somewhat jarring.

Saya gripped the chopsticks tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

She looked up.

The grievance in her eyes almost made her want to slowly torture the man in front of her.

If he really didn't prepare her share today—

"Why are you sighing? Did you really think I'd forgotten you?"

Just as Saya was about to flip the table, Lin Yan smiled calmly.

He pulled a velvet box from inside his coat.

"Giving gifts to outsiders is a favor, which is different from giving gifts to family."

Lin Yan opened the brocade box.

An exquisite hair clip lay quietly inside, its surface shimmering with a faint silvery sheen.

The cartoon character was crafted from a bizarre, spatial remnant, resembling a silver butterfly with outstretched wings.

This was a top-quality item that Lin Yan had begged and pleaded with at the bureau, even using the highest level of authority granted by Chen Feng.

Not only does it resonate with Saya's Rift Authority, but it can also nourish the essence that was damaged when she saved him.

Saya stared at the hair clip, her gaze instantly freezing.

She could sense the pure, rule-like aura emanating from above.

Aren't you going to help me put it on?

She looked at Lin Yan, turned her head slightly, and let her black hair fall down beside her ear.

Saya's tone was like a knife stopping halfway through a stab, then rubbing the back of the blade against Lin Yan's chin.

Lin Yan, naturally aware of the situation, stood up and walked to her side.

He gently lifted a strand of her hair and tucked a hair clip behind her ear.

The faint light from the hair clip illuminated the whiteness of her face, giving even the laceration a strange and poignant beauty.

Saya took out her phone, found a perfect angle to show off the hair clip, and also included half of Lin Yan's profile in the shot.

Click.

A selfie was posted in a matchmaking group.

Not a single word was added.

The group members who were just making a fuss suddenly went silent; not a single one of them spoke.

Hmph, a bunch of brats.

"Is it pretty?"

Saya turned her head, and Lin Yan was right in front of her.

"Beautiful, exceptionally beautiful."

Lin Yan had just finished speaking.

Saya suddenly reached out and wrapped her arm around Lin Yan's neck.

She moved closer, and even closer.

We can't get any closer.

A cool lip print landed on it.

Lin Yan originally thought she would only try it briefly.

I never expected it to be such a deep kiss.

"Hmm!"

Ajiu, who was watching TV on the sofa, exclaimed in surprise and quickly covered her eyes.

Although she couldn't understand what was happening.

But she remembered that Sister Chu Chu had told her this.

"Little Sister Ajiu, you've got it!"

"If an older brother and another older sister are kissing, little kids absolutely shouldn't look! They'll get styes!"

Ah Jiu covered her eyes, secretly peeking through a crack in her fingers at the two people sitting at the dining table.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Lin Yan yawned and strolled leisurely into the Jiangcheng Folk Customs Bureau.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby on the first floor, he sensed that something was wrong.

The security guard was nowhere to be seen. Usually at this time, he would be sitting at the entrance chatting with the cleaning lady.

Now his place has been taken by four heavily armed strangers.

These four people were standing ramrod straight, and the insignia on their chests looked somewhat familiar.

Cleaning department.

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes.

Although he himself worked in the cleaning department, this was the first time he had met his colleagues from the cleaning department.

He remembered Su Qinghan saying that this group of people were like a pack of mad dogs, specifically responsible for internal purges within the bureau.

These guys usually stay at headquarters, so why are they acting as gatekeepers at the Jiangcheng branch today?

Without giving it much thought, he put his hands in his pockets and continued walking inside.

As soon as he reached the turnstile, two hands blocked his way, one on the left and one on the right.

"Stop! Show me your identification!"

The man on the left shouted sharply, as if he didn't recognize the person in front of him at all.

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow.

Although he had only been with the Folklore Bureau for a short time, he was already a rising star who had made several significant contributions.

Even someone from headquarters would recognize his face.

unless----

The other party was targeting him.

"Brother, you look unfamiliar?"

Lin Yan smiled and took out the nameplate from his pocket, waving it in front of the two of them.

"Special investigator Lin Yan, shall we conduct another body search?"

The two operators' expressions changed slightly after seeing the nameplate code, as if they were somewhat wary of such a small nameplate.

The rumors about not being subject to judicial privilege are true.

They exchanged a glance and stepped aside.

Lin Yan wasn't annoyed and swaggered inside.

These are just small fry; the big shots are probably still to come.

Even though he was prepared, he still didn't expect his colleagues in the cleaning department to cause such a commotion.

The further you go in, the more bizarre the atmosphere becomes.

The corridor was no longer bustling with activity as it used to be.

Every ten meters, a member of the cleaning department stood, looking like a prison guard, watching everyone who passed by.

Lin Yan paused as he passed Conference Room No. 1.

The blinds in the conference room were drawn, so you couldn't see what was going on inside, but light was coming through the crack under the door, so there must be someone there.

Four heavily armed cleaning officers stood outside the door.

Lin Yan, with his sharp ears, vaguely heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

Screw your quarantine and interrogation!

"While I was out there risking my life, you bunch of white-coated bastards were still suckling!"

"Let me out right now!"

It was Lao Zhao's voice.

Then several loud thuds came from inside, as if Old Zhao's mechanical prosthetic limb had hit something.

Lin Yan's heart sank.

As the captain, Lao Zhao was practically the second-in-command at the Jiangcheng branch of the Public Security Bureau. How could he have been imprisoned?

Moreover, judging from the noise, the situation inside is not optimistic.

Something terrible has happened.

Lin Yan did not act impulsively.

He didn't know how many people were on the other side.

Secondly, even if we defeat them all today, headquarters will inevitably hold them accountable later.

He quickened his pace and headed straight for the office area.

Sister Liu wasn't there, and neither was Old Chen.

There was only Su Qinghan.

Hearing the door open, Su Qinghan said calmly, "You're ten minutes late."

"There was a traffic jam on the road early in the morning."

Lin Yan walked over to her, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"Hey, Miss Su, what's with all those people in white up there? Why is Old Zhao in solitary confinement?"

"It's not solitary confinement."

"It's a cleaning procedure."

Su Qinghan got up and poured herself a glass of water.

"Last night, Bai Ying, a special envoy from the cleaning department of headquarters, led a team to the Jiangcheng branch and immediately took over all communication and field dispatch authority upon arrival."

"The reason given is that there have been several incidents of high-risk pollution sources going out of control in Jiangcheng recently, raising suspicions that there is a mole within the bureau."

"Or there may be heavily contaminated operators."

As she said this, she glanced at Lin Yan.

"As the chief person in charge of field operations, Lao Zhao should be the first to be held accountable."

Lin Yan frowned slightly. He had made quite a fuss lately, but it shouldn't warrant sending people from the cleaning department down there.

"What about Chen Feng? He's a special envoy from the provincial bureau. Do you think he'll just stand by and watch these guys in white coats run wild here?"

"Chen Feng?"

Su Qinghan smiled, though it was a cold smile.

"His troubles are much bigger than Lao Zhao's now."