Special Class Advisor

  Yu Guangzhong's face was calm, but he could sense the arrogance hidden in his eyes. As they approached the end of the long corridor, he heard the director clear his throat twice from behind, but it seemed like the distance...was a bit far. I subconsciously turned my head and quietly pulled on the hem of the person's clothes beside me. Gao Cheng stopped in his tracks, turned his face to look at me, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. I whispered a reminder: "Behind us."

  He turned his head back and saw that he was about four or five meters away from the director and others, with a hint of confusion still in his eyes.

  The director was calm: "The conference room is over here."

  At that moment, I saw Gao Cheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, then quickly relaxed, without a hint of embarrassment, he turned around and strode to the door, passing by the director without hesitation and entering the conference room.

  The director then came in and pulled out the chair at the head of the conference table, "Ah..." The monosyllable had just come out and was not yet a word when it suddenly seemed to be choked back. Because he was blocked by Gao Cheng's tall figure, he didn't know what had happened that made the director want to speak but hesitate.

  Kao Ch'eng pulled me to sit in the first two seats at the head of the long table, and then under the director's command, the rest of the police chiefs sat down one after another. The feeling of unease rose again, but Kao Ch'eng looked calm and collected.

  After everyone was seated, the director stood on the stage and began to speak: "Today, we have convened this meeting to announce two important matters. Firstly, from today onwards, our Qingcheng Public Security Bureau will hire Mr. Gao as a special consultant to participate in the subsequent case investigation; secondly, the Wu Yan and Wu Bingbing father-daughter falling case and the Yu Xiuping family extermination case will be merged for investigation, all evidence and files will be categorized and summarized, and at that time, the Forensic Science Department and the Judicial Appraisal Department will give me a combined summary report."

  This announcement not only made me wide-eyed with astonishment, but also caused the others to whisper to each other, casting suspicious and inquiring glances. Among them, one gaze was particularly cold and stern, a solemn voice rising from the other end: "Excuse me, Director, I have something to say."

  Following the sound and looking up, if it's not Zhang Ji, who is it?

  He stood up without waiting for the director's consent, his cold gaze swept over, "A few hours ago, Gao Cheng and Xia Zhu were caught by us for privately entering the scene of the case. Coupled with the previous eyewitness who saw him having a dispute with the deceased Wu Yan, I think he is the biggest suspect in this case. How can he be hired as a special consultant? Moreover, he has no police background and no special skills. Solving cases is not a joke, and it cannot accommodate such people inserting their hands."

  In an instant, all the whispers stopped, and the conference room fell silent, to the point where it could be described as dead silence. Except for Zhang Ji standing there, everyone else was expressionless, but I could also sense that these people were actually in agreement with what Zhang Ji had said, in other words, everyone present was questioning Gao Cheng, including me.

  But if I had to say that there's still someone who remains calm and unruffled, it would only be the person beside me. His gaze falls randomly on a certain point on the table, his fingers tapping out a rhythm on the surface, and the corners of his mouth curve up slightly, as if this is the most interesting thing in front of him.

  The director broke the silence: "I know you're all puzzled now, but the decision I made was not arbitrary. Little Du, send this material to everyone's hands, and let's discuss it after reading."

  The young police officer stood up again, who was the one who helped me pick up the scattered papers and photos earlier. Except for me and Takashi, all the other police officers were handed a thin stack of paper, about three or four pages. Everyone looked very serious, and except for the sound of flipping through the papers, no one made a sound in the conference room. About five minutes later, some people had finished reading and their eyes fell on me again.

  I quietly observed and found that his eyes were already different.

  From previous slight contempt and doubt, to this moment's disbelief, inquiry, as well as some seeming... reverence.

  That's right, respect.

  What happened? The line of sight floated to the desktop, what was written on those papers? How did these people change their attitude in an instant? Heard the director ask: "Is there anyone else who has doubts?"

  Still Zhang Ji, his face still stern, but his tone no longer as cold as before: "He is a member of decryption? Does he have any identification? Director, can you show it to everyone?"

  The director shook his head: "I believe some of you here should have heard of the codename 'Cheetah'."

  A sudden commotion!