Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"Ugh!"

Cao Jianjun couldn't take it anymore: "Chief, I... I can't argue with you, but it's not right not to argue with you either?"

"Get lost."

The director glared at her irritably, but when he turned to look at Xia Jie, his expression immediately changed, and he smiled with a benevolent smile.

"Xia Jie, how are your injuries?"

"Oh, Chief, I'm fine, I'm all better now."

Xia Jie quickly replied, "Please don't tell my mom."

"Can it be kept secret?"

The director's motherly face had a hint of mockery.

“I think it’s fine, since I rarely go home anyway.”

Xia Jie smiled smugly: "I'll find an opportunity to talk to her about it later."

"Oh dear, you went to the Northeast this time, and you got injured, are you satisfied now?"

The director sighed like an elder to Xia Jie, "Child, will we be able to go to work properly from now on? Sister Wang from the household registration department is pregnant, and when she leaves..."

"Director."

Xia Jie interrupted Wang Shouyi before he could finish speaking, "Could we talk about this after the New Year?"

"Also."

The director stopped insisting, nodded, and stood up from his chair: "Alright, you must be tired from the journey, let's go back."

“Look, it’s still the Little New Year today. Your mother must be worried about you. Hurry back home.”

"it is good!"

Xia Jie nodded, turned and left.

Cao Jianjun also wanted to leave, but he remained standing upright.

What are you still doing here?

The director's face darkened: "You want Huihui to spend the Lunar New Year alone at home? Get out of here, get out of here..."

Cao Jianjun was delighted. He turned around and came downstairs with a happy smile.

The luggage had been left in the car without being taken out. Now, I got in the car, said goodbye to a few colleagues from the institute, and drove off.

102. The provincial department's transfer order has come through; I'll be taking up my post after the New Year. [5 more chapters, please add more]

Novel Group ②79⑨5563⑦

When Cao Jianjun returned home, his wife Zhou Hui and his sister were steaming flower-shaped buns.

The traditions of the older generation were only done when their parents were still alive.

Right now, the two sisters have suddenly taken over, and inside the house, around the dining table, they're making all sorts of noodles and other dishes, making the house feel exceptionally cozy.

"Hey! Why are you back?"

Seeing Cao Jianjun enter, Zhou Hui, who was heavily pregnant, was quite surprised: "Didn't you say you weren't coming back for the Spring Festival this year?"

"The case is closed, so I rushed back."

Cao Jianjun put down his luggage, changed into slippers, walked up to his wife, and gave her a quick kiss.

"Cao Jianjun, be mindful of the consequences."

My sister-in-law, Zhou Cong, was much more cheerful than before. She rolled her eyes and said, "There's at least one other person here. Can you two consider this?"

"sister……"

Cao Jianjun grinned mischievously and suddenly leaned his head in: "How about I kiss you too?"

"Pooh!"

The eldest sister-in-law, Zhou Cong, was so frightened that she quickly backed away, her face turning red.

"Get lost!"

Zhou Hui, Cao Jianjun's wife, grabbed a handful of flour and smeared it on his face, saying, "You're becoming more and more shameless."

Cao Jianjun waved his hand dismissively and went into the bathroom to wash up.

More than half a year has passed since Zhou Hui's parents-in-law passed away, and as Zhou Hui became pregnant, the atmosphere at home gradually emerged from the grief.

My sister-in-law's experience was the most tragic.

Her husband was arrested, and her children were given to her in-laws at her parents' urging. Then, her own parents passed away.

This series of events was almost too much for her to handle.

Zhou Hui only has one living older sister, and similarly, she only has one younger sister, Zhou Hui.

After spending the last six months together, the sisters gradually regained the intimacy they had as children, and they became more and more cheerful.

No one mentions the past grievances and disputes, and they try their best to forget them.

People are always like this; if they remain immersed in pain, they have no future.

My sister-in-law also cooked the New Year's Eve dinner for the Little New Year; it consisted of six dishes and a soup.

Cao Jianjun and his sister-in-law had a few drinks and enjoyed the dazzling fireworks outside the window; it was a very warm and cozy time together.

Silent all night.

the next day.

After breakfast, Cao Jianjun continued on his way to work at the Balihe Police Station.

There are still seven days until the Spring Festival, but the work in the institute is anything but slow.

The year-end safety inspections have ended, but there are more and more fireworks during this period, and it is also the time when population movement is at its most concentrated.

As a result, the institute became even busier.

First, we must repeatedly ensure that fire hazards are eliminated; second, we must keep a close eye on theft and never give thieves any opportunity to take advantage.

In short, they are all trivial matters concerning people's livelihood and needs.

Cao Jianjun drove his car into the police station courtyard and parked it. As soon as he got out of the car, he noticed a car from out of town parked next to him.

The license plate clearly read "East A," and it was a police car; it came from the provincial capital.

See this.

Cao Jianjun was puzzled for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked around.

"Cao Jianjun, what are you looking at?"

At this time.

A shout suddenly came from the second floor. Cao Jianjun looked in the direction of the sound and froze the next second.

Outside the director's office, the second-floor terrace was packed with people.

The director, Director Cheng, Director Gao, and the instructor all came. Most importantly, there were two other people, He Yong and Li Chengyang.

"Oh, Jianjun, it's been half a year since we last met."

Li Chengyang was still wearing his thin-rimmed black glasses; his refined yet scoundrel-like face looked somewhat out of place in his police uniform.

"Jianjun, the provincial department's transfer order has arrived."

He Yong walked to the edge of the terrace, casually holding up a document: "Cheng Yang and I are here today to deliver your transfer order."

The director, Director Cheng, and two others stood to the side, looking down at Cao Jianjun with smiles.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get on."

Gao smiled and waved his hand: "Captain He came all the way from the provincial department overnight, just waiting for you."

"clear."

Cao Jianjun is happy.

He was delighted and, without saying a word, quickly stepped up the stairs.

"Brother Cao, it's your treat..."

"Jianjun, where are you running to..."

No sooner had I stepped onto the second floor than a large group of people rushed out of the institute's office area—Zhang Zhijie, Chen Xincheng, and their old buddies who had just returned from training.

Even Yang Shu didn't know when he arrived, along with Li Dawei, Zhao Jiwei, Xia Jie, and other young police officers from the station.

A dozen or so people gathered in the courtyard to celebrate with Cao Jianjun.

"Last time I came back from Green Vine, I was too busy to let you treat me..."

“But Cao Jianjun, you can’t run away this time…”

"Oh, Jianjun, we've been colleagues for over ten years."

Zhang Zhijie still had that same smiling look on his face, holding a thermos in his hand, and looked up as he said, "Once you go to the provincial department, it will be difficult to see you again."

"Okay, okay, it's on me, it's on me..."