Chapter 409: Only to be viewed from a distance, not to be profaned

"Bureau Chief Zhang, you are very good to me," Li Shanshan said, already sensing that Bureau Chief Zhang must have something to ask of her to say that.

"Xiao Li, don't tell anyone about the photos you saw today, you know?" As Zhang Ailing said this, her face turned red. Thinking of such explicit photos being seen by her, she really wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground.

"Bureau Chief Zhang, I didn't see anything," Li Shanshan said, looking at her with a knowing gaze.

Seeing that she was so sensible, Zhang Ailing wasn't as worried anymore. However, the information conveyed to her by the photos and the letter still made it very difficult for her to choose. Should she help Lin Dafa or listen to Ma Lan? She truly felt caught in a dilemma.

Zhao Desan was sitting in the office at this moment, smoking and thinking about Zhang Ailing's situation. After about an hour, he felt that Bureau Chief Zhang should have finished reading those things and should have considered it enough, right? At this moment, he thought of a brilliant plan. He hurriedly went out secretly and printed another copy of the photos he had sent to Bureau Chief Zhang at a printing shop outside the bureau. After returning to the office, he sent her a message asking if there was anyone in her office.

Receiving Zhao Desan's message made her feel a bit surprised. Usually, if there was anything in the bureau, he would come to her office to find her personally. Why did he suddenly send a message today, and even ask if there was anyone in her office? This inevitably made her suspicious—did he have something going on? So she replied to Zhao Desan, saying she would come down.

Before she came down, Zhao Desan organized the photos, put them into an envelope, stuffed them into the drawer, and prepared for her arrival. Five or six minutes later, Zhang Ailing came downstairs to the Security and Quality Section office. As soon as she entered, she locked the door without a word and asked him: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, is there something?"

Zhao Desan feigned anxiety and said mysteriously: "Bureau Chief Zhang, it's bad, something happened."

At this critical moment of success or failure, another brilliant plan was born in his flexible brain. After work, he didn't linger in the office and left the bureau early. He went straight to the entrance of the residential area, handled a black card without registering his name at a business hall there, returned home, downloaded software that could display any caller ID on the internet, installed it on his Nokia phone, inserted the black card, and began his next plan.

Zhao Desan hurried to her side and whispered a few words in her ear. Zhang Ailing's expression became very flustered, and she asked: "Let me see."

Zhao Desan turned and walked quickly to the desk, pulled open the drawer, took out the envelope he had prepared, and handed it to Zhang Ailing. When she pulled out the same photos she had received, she was truly astonished, as if talking to herself: "You... how did you receive these photos too?"

"Bureau Chief Zhang, we've been secretly filmed," Zhao Desan said, feigning terror and anxiety. While saying this, he looked toward the door. This performance was quite realistic.

Zhang Ailing pulled out and flipped through the first few photos, but didn't have the heart to look at the rest. She stuffed them back into the envelope and handed them back to him, saying uneasily: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, I received these photos too."

Zhao Desan held the envelope in his hand, looked at it, knitted his brows, and said: "Bureau Chief Zhang, who do you think mailed these things? There's not even a sender. How could we have been secretly filmed? What does the person who sent this want to do?"

This series of questions was exactly what Zhang Ailing was thinking. However, she already knew who had sent them. Thoughtfully, she said: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, this thing must have been sent by Ma Lan."

"Her?" Zhao Desan's appearance was truly astonished. "How... how could she have these things? No one in the bureau knows about our relationship. How could she know!"

"I'm puzzled too. These photos are so clear. We must have been followed."

Zhao Desan suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He widened his eyes and speculated: "Bureau Chief Zhang, it seems only Deputy Bureau Chief Wang knows about our relationship in the bureau, right? Could it be..." ===== CHAPTER 410 =====