My Husband, Warm The Bed

"What do you mean we lost all your face? Don\'t tell me you don\'t have any responsibilities at all?"

Zhao Ziqian only felt that someone had ruthlessly hit him with a stick, and didn\'t know how to refute.

Under the astonished gazes of the others, the representative of the Tracing Branch said, "Captain Zhao, it\'s not that we aren\'t working hard, or that we didn\'t put our full effort into finding the clues, it\'s just that we\'ve really cleaned up the scene too cleanly, causing us to not be able to find any clues."

Zhao Ziqian would usually get along with his subordinates, but he did not have much authority to do anything. However, after being retorted by his subordinates in the meeting, he had nowhere to put his face: "Does that mean if we ca

ot find any clues, we can just not investigate? If we can\'t solve the case, we can? Let them die wrongly because of their wrongdoings? Let the murderer go unpunished? "

The representative from the Tracing Branch played with the pen in his hand and said in a neither light nor heavy ma

er, "We also want to find some clues, but we just can\'t find them. Could it be that we can\'t fake it?"

"Counterfeit? Is that what a police officer like you should say when he can\'t find a clue? " Zhao Ziqian was so angry that he could not take it lying down. If he knew that these bastards would not give him face, he would not have let them go, "I think you can go home and sleep. This position does not suit you."

", you saw it with your own eyes. From the lacerated case to the murder case in the bar, we have worked day and night for so many days. Why did it suddenly become like we were playing around and didn\'t find any clues when it came to your mouth? You told me to scram home, and I\'d like to ask you, what are you doing these days? What did you get? "

F * ck, he really did not have any gains, even the killing in the bar was a powerful clue provided by Hang Jin.

At this time, Zhao Ziqian truly felt that he had lost all his face.

But Xiao Zhang was the same, didn\'t she know what he usually did to her? He had only spoken angry words just now, yet she had made him feel embarrassed in front of so many people. What could he do? He could only forcefully endure it. "You, what do you mean by this?"

The Inscription Department represented Xiao Zhang: "You still don\'t understand what I mean?"

Zhao Ziqian\'s voice was almost hoarse: "I don\'t understand, explain it to me clearly."

The Inscription Department representative Xiao Zhang then said: "Alright, since you want me to say it, then I will say it. All of us are doing our jobs well, and no one has any outstanding results, but no one has dragged this team down, and if you, Captain Zhao, do not have help from Young Master Zhang in the recent few cases, are you sure you can solve it? "

Xiao Zhang was like a worm in Zhao Ziqian\'s stomach, every word he spoke fiercely stabbed at the soft spot Zhao Ziqian cared about the most.

It turned out that he was not the only one who felt that he was not good enough. His subordinate did not say anything but he also felt that if he did not reflect on it, this Cangshan district leader would not have the face to continue working.

He understood in his heart, but he must not lose. Otherwise, he could really go home and nurse his child.

He added, "I didn\'t do my essential job. "You can do it. Then you do it, I\'ll leave this case to you."

Zhao Ziqian threw the folder on the table heavily, turned and walked out of the conference room.

Everyone in the meeting room looked at each other, then Little Zhou said, "Xiao Zhang, you went too far just now. We have all seen how hard the Captain Zhao has worked and how many cases have been solved. We can\'t deny his ability to work and his attitude to work just because of a few recent cases. "

"I know, but look at how he acted just now. I only said one sentence, and he still told me to scram back. I just couldn\'t hold back and say a few more words." Xiao Zhang regretted saying those words, but when he said them, they were like water that could not be taken back.

"It looks like you need a different leader." Jiang Zhen who had not spoken a single word since the begi

ing, suddenly stood up and left.

Everyone, let\'s look at each other. What did Jiang Dong mean by this when he never said anything outside of work?

Returning back to the office, Zhao Ziqian lit up a cigarette and took a drag.

Just now,\'s words were not wrong, and it was also because he mentioned the sore point that he cared about the most, that caused him to be so angry.

Did they think he didn\'t want to solve the case?

Did they think he didn\'t want to find out earlier?

He thought, he couldn\'t think straight, but he didn\'t know if it was because he wasn\'t thinking fast enough, or because the murderer was getting crafty, but after the last few cases he was still investigating as usual, but he couldn\'t solve them, and fell into the traps dug by the enemy again and again.

The purpose of the meeting they had just held was to discuss the lacerated case, but it had turned into a quarrel session, with no result being heard. This was extremely disadvantageous to the progress of the case.

Without thinking much, Zhao Ziqian already understood that he could not continue like this, he had to find a way to break through. As long as there was any progress in the case, there would be no conflicts between his colleagues.

After thinking clearly about what to do, Zhao Ziqian sucked on his cigarette twice, pressed the tip of the cigarette into the ashtray, picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number: "Director Han, I\'m going to go report something to you right now."

He wasn\'t asking the other party if he was free. Rather, he was asking the other party to state his intentions straight away. It was rare for Zhao Ziqian to be so overbearing, he directly stated his purpose for coming here, then hung up.

"Ring, ring, ring ~ ~ ~"

Hang Jin, who was on vacation from injury, was sleeping soundly when he was awakened by a phone call.

"Which bastard doesn\'t want to live anymore!" He grabbed his phone with one hand and wanted to smash it. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the words\' empress dowager \'on the screen and hurriedly answered the call. His tone was still filled with the irritation of being woken up.

Yin Nianxiao purposely spoke gently into the phone: Son, Mom has something to discuss with you.

"Empress Dowager, if there\'s anything, please speak frankly. Don\'t fight with me over Tai Chi. I\'m afraid." Most of the time, Yin Nianxiao would just call Hang Jin like a stinky brat. However, being called as a son by her in a soft voice, Hang Jin\'s intuition told him that something was up and it was not good.

Yin Nianxiao coughed lightly: "Actually there\'s nothing much, I just wanted you and Yang Yang to come home to eat di

er."

Asking them to come home and eat lunch, the empress dowager had a commanding tone. Fine, since when did she treat him so well?

Hang Jin did not believe that it would be so simple as eating, but the empress dowager wanted to act out a play, so he accompanied her. "Empress Dowager, I just told you last night that you had to leave some space for me and the little idiot to fall in love.