"If that's the case, then let's hurry up and look at it." Hearing this, the police officer sighed. Zhang Ting was the entire police force's "hot pepper," set on securing this case with unwavering resolve.

"Continue speaking," Zhang Ting said determinedly, possibly unaware of the complexity behind this case.

"Speak about what?" At this moment, the office door was abruptly flung open, and Song Tian entered with a stern face, scanning the several people in the room. The sudden arrival of Song Tian really caught everyone off guard; they hadn't even had time to tidy up their documents.

"Cough cough, good day, Director Song," Zhang Ting turned around. The face that was once brimming with confidence instantly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, as if a thieving mouse was suddenly caught by a cat.

"What are you doing?" Song Tian asked coldly, his gaze immediately falling upon Zhang Ting. "What were you discussing, what were you planning to investigate?"

"Uh... investigate... the case details," Zhang Ting hurriedly attempted to smooth things over, but who was Song Tian? There was no fooling him so easily. He slowly walked to the table and picked up the report on the hospital shooting case.

Zhang Ting's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself, Ah, it's over.

"Zhang Ting, you really outdid yourselves," Song Tian said coldly as he looked at Zhang Ting. "Even daring to conduct secret investigations, what do you take my orders for?"

"Cough cough, Director Song, this matter is solely my responsibility; it has nothing to do with them. I wanted to conduct the investigation," Zhang Ting stepped forward, standing in front of everyone, ready to "nobly sacrifice" herself.

"I knew it had to be your doing," Director Song sighed and placed the file back on the table. "Such defiance of superior orders could only come from you."

"So, does that mean you won't punish me?" Zhang Ting took Song Tian's words as a possible reprieve and quickly asked with a hopeful smile.

"Ha ha, not punish? Wishful thinking," Song Tian slammed his hand on the table and roared. Everyone was startled, especially Zhang Ting, who thought she might get away with it.

"Zhang Ting, I see you want to go back to traffic police, right? Good, I'm calling He right now to have you transferred back tomorrow."

"Don't, Director Song, you might as well... just kill me," Zhang Ting said in desperation. Upon hearing this, even Song Tian couldn't help but be torn between laughter and tears. Indeed, Zhang Ting chose dangerous jobs as a police officer; criminal police, SWAT, even the Serious Crime Unit, she'd been to them all.

"You don't want to go back to being a traffic cop, huh?"

"I don't want to," Zhang Ting clutched Song Tian's arm, her face shaking like a rattle.

"Humph, if something like this happens again, I will personally kick you back there," Song Tian said coldly, but ultimately he let Zhang Ting off the hook, considering her eagerness to work, and since no harm had been done, Song Tian let it go.

"Thank goodness, thank you Director Song," Zhang Ting exclaimed excitedly.

"Hold on, a mortal sin is inevitable, but you can't escape a venial one," Song Tian said coldly, then raised a finger. "Considering your disobedience, you're suspended for a week, and must write a written reflection by tomorrow, on my office desk. Have you heard?"

"Ah," Zhang Ting responded, her just recently excited face immediately drooping as she muttered, "Suspended for a week, then I'll really fall behind them."

"What did you say?" Song Tian's eyes widened, and Zhang Ting quickly corrected herself, "No, no, nothing, I'll just do it."

"Humph, everyone is dismissed," Song Tian said indifferently after a glance around the room.

"Yes."

...............…

Yanjing, Zhu Xi Hotel.

One of the most luxurious hotels in Yanjing, only the most prestigious figures in Yanjing would frequent this place, and today, a special guest arrived at the hotel.

In the opulent VIP conference room, Chen Ruoya sat in the center, facing a woman in a black veil.

"The number one assassin in Yanjing truly lives up to the reputation," Chen Ruoya snapped her fingers, and a nearby attendant hurriedly poured red wine into the glass in front of the veiled woman.

"Miss Chen, there's no need to flatter me. Don't tell me you're also this impractical," the veiled woman said coldly.

"Heh, you've done a good job this time. As for your payment, please don't worry; I can give it to you right away," Chen Ruoya replied with a smile.

"There's no need. I've always worked alone, never with help from others. But indeed, I did not expect Miss Chen to hire another assassin to work with me," the veiled woman spoke frigidly from beneath her veil, swirling the red wine glass in her hand, exuding an invisible immense pressure.

"Let's not beat around the bush. The Family Head is very satisfied with this operation. It was just a precaution, better safe than sorry, please understand," Chen Ruoya replied with a smile.

"Let it go, then. I take others' money to rid them of disasters. I'm a professional assassin; no need to inquire about the details. Since the job is done, I will not pursue the matter," the veiled woman slowly stood up, seemingly ready to leave.

"Please wait a moment." As the veiled woman's hand touched the doorknob, Chen Ruoya's voice followed from behind.

"What is it, Miss Chen?" The veiled woman turned her head and asked indifferently.

"I invited you here today because there is a matter I'd like to discuss," Chen Ruoya said, smiling, instructing the attendants to treat the veiled woman well.

"What else does Miss Chen want to discuss?" the veiled woman asked coldly.

"Miss Su is still in a coma and could wake up at any moment. The Family Head has a new task for you, and we hope you will accept it," Chen Ruoya spoke calmly.

"A new task, could it be..." The veiled woman extended a pale, delicate hand and lightly traced it across her neck.

"You are wise," Chen Ruoya said with a slight smile. "The payment will be the same as before. I think you wouldn't refuse, right?"

"What if I really do refuse?" The veiled woman's tone changed. "I am not interested in this task; please find someone else, Miss Chen."

Chen Ruoya never expected the veiled woman to refuse so straightforwardly, with no room for negotiation, which was somewhat puzzling.

"Heh, you should be aware of who Miss Su's husband is," Chen Ruoya suddenly changed the subject, "and his identity and abilities that I think you've witnessed firsthand."

"If I told Mr. Ye the identity of the assassin who tried to kill Miss Su, what do you think he would do?" Chen Ruoya said with a veiled threat, heavily implying that if the veiled woman did not cooperate, Chen Ruoya would inform Ye Shikai of who tried to assassinate Su Qingyu, and thus the veiled woman would be hunted by the Netherworld Palace.

"Haha, if Mr. Ye knew it was the Family Head behind you who ordered this, what do you think Mr. Ye would think then?"

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