Chapter 92: Someone from Above Has Demanded to See You

Yu Dazhang could only imagine it now—he had no chance of getting involved.

That was a special case!

From the moment the case was classified, not even the Criminal Investigation Unit could get near it—the branch bureau had to stand aside.

The standard for a special case is exceptionally heinous circumstances and extraordinarily severe consequences.

Specifically, it involves massive casualties and has a huge impact on society.

For example, the case of the first notorious bandit, Bai Baoshan.

This case alone had unearthed countless skeletons, spanning over twenty years.

The number of people sold overseas was an unimaginable figure.

How low can a human sink?

No one could say for sure.

Because the bottom line kept being lowered.

The most ruthless and cruel beings toward their own kind are always humans.

Everyone who knew about this case was stunned.

Rumor had it that the officers at the scene were all outraged, desperate to execute the traffickers on the spot.

To put it mildly, the words “special case” were no longer enough to describe this case.

A more accurate description would be: a special case among special cases.

If Yu Dazhang really had to be sent, the scene would probably look like this…

“You there, you few, form a perimeter.”

“Raise the cordon.”

“Come on… clean up…”

“Can’t you see all this work? Get your eyes on something.”

That’s also why, after the municipal bureau took over, the First Detachment was immediately pulled back.

Who doesn’t have a bit of pride?

Even if they weren’t eligible to participate later, the credit still belonged to them.

Credit goes to whoever earned it—no one can steal it away.

Yu Dazhang returned to his normal work routine.

Working at the branch these past two days, he found it even more comfortable than when he was in the Third Detachment.

Li Jun treated him well, assigning him only minor cases with low difficulty.

Perhaps because Yu Dazhang currently had no firearm, the cases were essentially risk-free.

Compared to the detachment, branch detectives handled a wider variety of cases.

Unlike the detachment, which focused specifically on eight categories of crimes, anti-fraud, and anti-pickpocketing, the branch’s workload was broader.

Although all fell under the branch’s jurisdiction, responsibilities differed.

Not just Li Jun—Yu Dazhang noticed everyone else at the branch was also very friendly toward him.

How friendly?

Someone brought him lunch every day.

And it was clearly made especially for him—ingredients were cheap, but the care was unmistakable.

Someone dropped him off after work.

Not just one person—almost everyone at the branch with a car rushed to give him a ride home.

His popularity was so high that Yu Dazhang felt genuinely flattered.

When had he become such a prized person?

Later, he learned there were two reasons everyone treated him so well.

One: the two branch officers had been saved by him.

Without Yu Dazhang, the entire branch would have suffered.

Two: he was exceptionally capable.

Who wouldn’t want to get on good terms with someone like that?

Who knew when they might benefit from his connection?

In the previous frame-up case, the special task force all received credit; rumors said two of them would be promoted soon.

This case—the lost firearm and human trafficking—was even more extraordinary; its developments had already surpassed the branch officers’ understanding.

They noticed Wei Qian now walked as if floating.

The officers from the First Detachment were all energized, their faces flushed, smiles impossible to suppress.

Once this case ended, they would receive credit, bonuses, and honors.

Who wouldn’t be happy about something like that?

On the third day of Yu Dazhang’s normal work routine,

the State Security came.

As he had expected, given the transnational crime involving multiple countries, State Security would certainly investigate.

Later, they’d need to coordinate with State Security police.

The smuggling chains across overseas waters, maritime routes—all required joint investigations with State Security police.

Ultimately, arrests of overseas criminals would be carried out.

This alone revealed the case’s scale—its reach was boundless. Who could have imagined that the origin of this transnational case spanning multiple countries was a tiny mountain village with only a dozen households?

That afternoon, Yu Dazhang was stakeout with another officer when Branch Chief Li Jun called him.

“I’ve sent someone to relieve you. Get ready—someone from above wants to see you.”

Above?

Yu Dazhang noticed Li Dui’s wording was vague.

If it was a superior wanting to see him, just say who—why the cryptic phrasing?

It must be someone higher than the municipal bureau’s leadership, otherwise Li Dui wouldn’t have used the word “above.”

Is it the Provincial Public Security Bureau’s Criminal Investigation Corps chief?

No.

Even the head of the Criminal Investigation Corps doesn’t outrank Liu Ju.

Who then?!

With questions swirling, Yu Dazhang returned to the branch.

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As soon as he stepped upstairs, he saw Li Jun pacing nervously at the corridor entrance.

Seeing him return, Li Jun immediately stepped forward:

“Don’t be nervous. Answer whatever they ask—don’t say anything reckless.”

“Is it really that serious?” Yu Dazhang laughed dismissively:

“You’re making it sound like you’re interrogating me—who exactly wants to see me?”

“Be serious!” Li Jun snapped, then lowered his voice:

“State Security leadership. Have you heard of the Seventh Division?”

Yu Dazhang stared blankly, instinctively shaking his head.

He hadn’t heard of State Security’s Seventh Division—he’d never even met a municipal bureau leader before.

In his past life, the highest-ranking official he’d ever dealt with was the director of the branch.

“What about the Seventeenth Bureau?” Li Jun reminded him again.

Yu Dazhang looked utterly confused:

“No.”

“Then good luck,” Li Jun said, done with explanations:

“Just remember—say as little as possible.”

He then led Yu Dazhang to a door.

He knocked twice, then stepped aside.

A man’s voice came from inside:

“Enter.”

Li Jun gestured to Yu Dazhang, then turned and walked away.

Yu Dazhang pushed open the door and scanned the room.

One man, one woman—both in civilian clothes.

The man was in his early thirties, with some gray hair, ordinary features.

Yet he carried an air of calm composure—as if nothing could make him frown.

The woman looked about twenty-five or twenty-six, with short, ear-length hair and a delicate face.

She stood like a spear behind the man, radiating sharp energy.

A secretary? Yu Dazhang had never seen such a pairing before.

He felt the two across from him weren’t police or military—they looked more like a boss and his secretary on a business trip.

“Sit,” the man said, nodding toward the chair opposite him.

Yu Dazhang didn’t hesitate; under their gaze, he pulled out a chair and sat down steadily.

“I’m Li Mingzhao,” the man said with a smile.

“You can call me Brother Li, or if it feels natural, Old Li.”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured toward where the woman stood.

“She’s Ye Lin.”

Yu Dazhang said nothing, giving a slight nod.

If Li Jun hadn’t warned him beforehand, he never would’ve guessed this man and woman were from Guoan Society.

First, they were too young.

The man named Li Mingzhao clearly looked like a leader, yet he was barely over thirty.

The woman was even younger.

Second, their demeanor didn’t match.

Yu Dazhang had always assumed people in Guoan Society were all imposing and dignified.

But this man had nothing of that imposing air.

The woman, however, did carry a martial spirit, like someone who’d come from the military.

Seeing Yu Dazhang studying him, Li Mingzhao’s smile deepened.

He took a file from the table, opened it, and said to Yu Dazhang:

“Want to hear your investigation report?”

(End of chapter)