Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 213: Case Transfer

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Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Case Transfer

There’s no news from Tang Si on the phone either.

Song Yi furrowed his brows.

Made a phone call.

"So, the media’s opinions are influential, right?" Song Yi’s voice was calm: "I can help resolve this issue, would that be okay?"

"It’s no problem, it’s just a matter of a few words, I’m honored to be able to help you."

"Huh?" Song Yi licked his lips: "Sorry, I won’t be going to the criminal investigation team, I’m a bit busy."

... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Over there, Tang Si was holding an emergency meeting.

After a night, the fire in the mountain village was under control.

The south of Ning City and the entire city’s traffic were sealed off. People inside the village survived with minor injuries because they were evacuated from the village, and the local police station recorded them all.

At two in the afternoon, Tang Si, sleepless overnight, emerged from various video meetings, just stepped out of the meeting room when his phone rang.

It was Director Cheng calling.

"What’s up?"

"The case you’re handling is being transferred to the anti-drug team and the second team for investigation. It’s all related to those issues; there’s been an interrogation today."

"The second team caught someone, and they confessed that the boy was dead before being discarded on the mountain. There were drug residues in his body; he swallowed the blade due to addiction. You don’t need to handle this matter."

"This case is quite dangerous, and you’ve been exhausted mentally and physically for so long. You should take a good rest."

Tang Si leaned against the corridor, backlit, with his hand in his pants pocket, holding the phone lazily, a mocking smile formed at his lips, and his tone carried a hint of laughter: "Fine, just treating me like a tool person, right?"

All the dirty, hard, and tiring work was his, just when the culprits were about to be exposed, everything reported, and then came the news that the case was transferred for investigation.

Tang Si touched his clothes pocket, took out a cigarette, placed it at the corner of his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

The sunlight shone through the smoke, making his expression hard to discern.

Only his voice on a parallel line could be heard: "All the credit can go to the second team, I don’t care, I’m indifferent about these things."

He took a deep drag on the cigarette: "If the second team messes this case up..."

He paused, his tone mixed with light laughter: "Director Cheng, don’t come asking me for help."

With that, he hung up the phone.

In fact, anyone encountering such matters would have blown up.

But Tang Si didn’t.

Losing temper doesn’t solve any problems; anyone who can’t control their temper won’t achieve big things.

He just opened WeChat and notified the group.

Lu Yu, Wang Jinliang, Zhou Liang, and Ningxia Chuan were all indignant.

Zhou Liang: "Why? They’re clearly bullying you, thinking you’re indifferent to everything, stepping on your shoulders to climb higher."

Lu Yu: "Brother Si, don’t be sad."

Wang Jinliang: "Let’s see if they can handle the case beautifully."

Ningxia Chuan: "Captain Tang, sometimes don’t be too soft on Director Cheng, he only does this because he knows you take things lightly."

Tang Si’s lips curled: "Sorry, but I really can’t * toward him."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone in the group exchanged words one after another.

Tang Si put away his phone, furrowed his brows, and smoked a few more cigarettes, unable to suppress the agitation in his heart. Finally, he returned to the hotel room with a sullen face.

Found the medication and took some.

This finally calmed him down.

"Ding——"

The phone suddenly rang again.

It was a message from Zhou Liang.

"Apparently this issue is making quite a stir online, but suddenly all the news disappeared completely, leaving nothing."

Tang Si looked at the message, furrowed his brows, and didn’t reply.

He noticed Song Yi hadn’t sent him any message or called.

"Knock-knock-knock——" Just as he was about to make a call, the door to the room was suddenly knocked on.