When Mu Yuan arrived at the branch office, it was almost 7 p.m.

This was the first time he came to the branch, and he felt very panicked.

It wasn't because I was excited to arrive at the branch, but because I was hungry.

I had a fast food meal at noon, and I went shopping with Gao Tingjun in the afternoon, which was quite physically demanding. At this point, it's not normal for me not to be hungry.

For foodies, being hungry is an unforgivable original sin.

"Yang Suo, I'm at the branch door. Where are you?" Mu Yuan asked.

Yang Suo: "Are you here? We are in the cafeteria. Just wait, we will be down soon."

"No need, I'll come to the cafeteria too." Mu Yuan said sincerely.

Yang Suo was stunned for a moment, and his mind could not wrap his head around it.

But after all, he was the person who had worked with Mu Yuan for a week. He slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, you kid hasn't eaten yet. Okay, come up and eat. I'll ask the cafeteria to fry you two more side dishes."

"

"Okay." Mu Yuan agreed honestly. A hungry person cannot refuse the temptation of delicious food.

Thinking of the delicious food waiting for him to be pampered in the canteen, Mu Yuan couldn't help but walk a lot faster.

When he arrived at the gate, Mu Yuan asked the reporter at the door for the location of the canteen, and hurried over.

But when he arrived at the downstairs of the branch office building, he was stunned.

The door held by General Tie is still a fingerprint door. It seems that I have never been to the station, so naturally it is impossible to enter my fingerprints.

Just as he was hesitating whether to call Yang Suo, the door suddenly opened.

"I knew your kid couldn't get in." Yang Suo's face was full of smile, like a wild chrysanthemum.

Taking Mu Yuan into the building, Yang Suo asked mysteriously: "Xiao Mu, let me tell you what you can gain? I'm very curious."

Mu Yuan said: "It's nothing. I just took a look at the environment at the scene. I can't say whether I can find any clues."

Yang Suo was a little dumbfounded.

What do you mean? Don’t you mean that you can gain a little bit? Could it be that what you gain is the on-site environment? Then you might as well not go.

But Mu Yuan was also helpless! You can't say that you already know the license plate of the suspect vehicle, right? This is a completely supernatural event that cannot be explained.

So he still had to do some cover-up, at least to let himself see the license plate appear in his sight first, right?

So Mu Yuan didn't bother to take care of Yang Suo's glass heart and hurried to the cafeteria.

The hall of the cafeteria is already deserted. After getting off work at 6 o'clock, everyone has eaten, whether they are eating at the work or staying behind because they are on duty.

The only thing left was a table in the private room, which was the leaders of Bureau Feng and the branch of the Municipal Bureau.

When Yang Suo brought Mu Yuan in, everyone stared at him, as if they were examining a giant panda.

Mu Yuan looked very calm. He looked around and didn't recognize anyone except Bureau Li.

But even if he knew Bureau Li, he had only seen him speak on stage while sitting in a conference room, and he had never exchanged a word with him. He was a complete stranger.

Uh, the food on the table is still familiar.

"Yang Suo, are the dishes you just mentioned ready to be fried?" Mu Yuan couldn't help but ask after noticing that all the dishes on the table had been torn.

Yang Suo smiled, he is indeed a foodie.

He looked at the leaders apologetically, then smiled and scolded: "I know you are hungry, so don't be so anxious. Let me introduce you to the leaders here first..."

Before he finished speaking, Director Feng stood up with a smile: "Director Yang, you don't need to introduce me. Let's introduce ourselves. I am Feng Mingyuan from the Municipal Bureau, and you must be Mu Yuan! The young man is very good."

With that said, he stretched out his hand, ready to shake hands with Mu Yuan warmly.

Mu Yuan was confused, who was Feng Mingyuan? He didn't look old, he was probably in his forties.

What do you call yourself?

If you call me "uncle", you won't be happy if you don't ask whether the other party has any opinions.

Should I call him by his first name? Or Brother Feng? Or Lao Feng?

Fortunately, Yang Suo noticed Mu Yuan's confusion and immediately whispered in his ear: "This is Director Feng of the Municipal Bureau."

Mu Yuan quickly stretched out his hand, shook it lightly, showed a polite smile, and said, "Hello Director Feng, thank you very much."

Since Director Feng had introduced himself, the leaders of the branch naturally couldn't figure out their identities and stood up one by one.

"I am Qingping Ping." Director Gao said first.

Mu Yuan's eyes lit up, he knew this! Director, if you haven't eaten pork, you have always seen pigs... Uh, no, I haven't seen the director, but I have heard the name of the director.

"Hello, Gao Bureau."

"..."

After a series of introductions, Mu Yuan finally showed up in front of most of the leaders.

"Sit down! Eat!"

"You are the hero! You can't go hungry, right?"

"After eating, you will have the energy to continue studying the case."

Everyone present was chattering away, and Mu Yuan sat down on a chair obediently, minding his own business with the food.

The atmosphere... then became a little awkward.

In fact, Director Feng and others had almost eaten before, but because Mu Yuan hadn't rushed back yet, they kept chatting.

Even when Yang Suo went down to pick up Mu Yuan, they still wanted to wait for Mu Yuan to eat and understand some of the situation.

But now they saw Mu Yuan's authentic expression while eating, and they couldn't say anything.

Why do you want to interrupt other people's meals when they are so hungry? Doesn't your conscience hurt?

But if they don't ask Mu Yuan about something right now, what are they going to communicate with each other? What needs to be said has been said just now, and it would be superfluous to say more.

The entire private room was completely silent except for the sounds of Mu Yuan's tableware clashing and chewing.

Almost half a minute passed, and the director suddenly said: "How about we go to the command room first? It is estimated that the interrogation work is coming to an end now. Let's see if there are any new gains."

"Yes! Yes! You really should go and see it." Director Feng also said.

Director Li is a man of action and stood up immediately.

The little fat man looked at the people and said weakly: "How about... I stay here with Mu Yuan?"

Yang Suo immediately said: "Why do I need your company? I can just stay here. This is a case that your anti-drug chief has arrested. Do you want to stay here and be lazy? There is no way."

"(;Д`)"

Looking at the suspicious eyes of Director Feng and others, the little fat man felt aggrieved!

I really don't want to be lazy, I just want to... communicate and exchange feelings with Comrade Xiaomu.

It's a pity that he can't tell this matter. It's okay to poach secretly, but if he really wants to tell it, Yang Xinjun will have to be friends with him.

"Let's go! Xiaomu can just eat here by himself. Director Yang, you can come down with us." Director Gao greeted him and accompanied Director Feng as he left the private room as if he was running away.

Everyone has a common idea: they will never eat with Mu Yuan in the future, especially when he is extremely hungry.

Yang Suo didn't insist, after all, it was quite "safe" for Mu Yuan to stay here alone.

After taking the elevator downstairs, Bureau Feng, Bureau Gao, Bureau Li, as well as Little Fatty Xiong and Team Yang went back to the case handling center, while the other two bureau leaders left first.

Director Feng and others came to the command room. Two groups of interrogators had already completed the interrogation task, and the transcripts had been handed over.

The results were not ideal.

It's not that these people don't explain, it's that they don't know anything at all.

This is a group of drug addicts. One of them often comes into contact with Gao Tingjun and is responsible for getting the goods, while the others hand over the money to him.

Obviously, this person has been suspected of drug trafficking.

However, his only online contact is Gao Tingjun, and this is a clue that the police have already grasped, so his value seems a bit embarrassing.

After reading it, Director Feng sat on his chair and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he raised his head and said seriously: "Over the years, although our city has maintained a high-pressure attitude towards drugs, drug dealers have also developed endless methods of hiding drugs and transporting drugs. This is a bit like whack-a-mole. This

As we suppressed it, another one popped up over there. Based on the intelligence we had previously obtained, we concluded that there should be a drug trafficking organization in our city, and those guys captured before were just peripheral personnel."

Having said this, Bureau Feng paused, then looked around and said: "This is an opportunity. If we can follow the clues and pull out the entire organization, the anti-drug situation in our city will be greatly improved."

After hearing Director Feng's words, even Director Gao's expression became solemn.

Anti-drugs have always been a serious topic. The dangers of handling anti-drug cases are also at the forefront of all cases.

Especially for this type of drug trafficking organization involving a provincial capital city, no one can say what kind of resistance and risks they will encounter during the investigation process.

Of course, they are now serious in the high game, but it is not because of the danger.

As a police officer, what you consider when handling a case is definitely not the danger. Instead, you worry about the serious consequences that will occur if the case is not handled well.

If this clue is broken, how long will it take to find a new clue? In the process, how many people will become addicted to drugs?
Chapter completed!