If something had happened to the telephone lines, it would still be unlikely to go through even if he called later.
After remembering about another person, Ye Jian1 replied: âItâs nothing urgent, I just have some advice I wanted to ask from Uncle Zhang. You donât have to try contacting him anymore, Iâll think about it myself.â
After they had chatted for a bit more, did she end the call?
Thereâs still one person she could ask, and that person was Yang Geng.
Yang Hengâs father was the Bureau Chief of the Transportation Bureau, and itâs also a question whether or not she was able to find out anything from him.
While she was pondering about that, her slender fingers had already dialed the string of numbers, she didnât know Yang Hengâs home number, but she knew her class monitor, Lu Xinâs home number, she must find out from him.
After taking the roundabout way, Yang Heng, who was wearing shorts and a tank top received Ye Jianâs phone call, and he was so shocked he blurted out: âYou wouldâve actually called me? And you knew my home number?â
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Zhang Bin was also shocked, and even Yang Heng was behaving in the same way. It looks like sheâll have to pay more attention and frequently communicate with her own classmates.
After Ye Jian had made her intentions clear, Yang Heng promised immediately, âI canât help but say youâve found the right person. My whole family are policemen; theyâre in all the divisions, Iâll call you in a bit.â
The moment Ye Jian heard that she knew this wouldnât be a tough matter, after hanging up the phone, she silently waited for Yang Heng to call her.
The Public Security Bureau was quite cooperative about finding information on a fugitive. However, it was already after hours, and theyâll have to ask the officers on duty to check it, so the time taken will be slightly longer.
After half an hour had passed, Ye Jian received Yang Hengâs phone call.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou canât find his name?â Ye Jian, who had finally awaited the news focused her gaze at one point, if they canât find the name, then itâs most likely that Sun Yaozu was using an alias, after pursing her lips, she continued: âWhat about a portrait? Can you find him with that?â
Yang Heng noticed she was asking with such detail, his heart couldnât help but to drop in his chest, âDid you come into contact with Type A fugitives? And you only called me because you found him familiar? Where are you right now? Iâll call my uncles to go there!â
âNo, thatâs not it, donât worry.â Kids that grow up in a policemen household had such high vigilance, Ye Jian who didnât want to alert her enemies hurriedly said: âI didnât bump into anyone, Iâm just slightly suspicious. Since you canât find him with the name, Iâll bring his portrait over and see if heâs in the databaseâ¦â
So it was just a suspicion, Yang Heng who let out a breath of relief laughed: âThatâll work, your drawing skills are quite formidable, itâs as real as a picture, if that person exists, my uncle will be able to find him with just a search.â
âWhat you mean is, after Iâve finished drawing the portrait, youâll help me look him up in the Public Security Bureau?â Ye Jian had never thought about bringing Sun Yaozuâs portrait into the Public Security Bureau. What if he wasnât, in that case, the officers working there will have to educate her harshly.
If you suspected someone and drew their portrait and sent it over to the Public Security Bureau, then many people would follow after your footsteps. Then wouldnât the Public Security system be filled with requests to check if X** was a criminal?
It wasnât even 9 p.m. yet, and the television was currently broadcasting , it was now showing the war of all sides and the involvement of War Minister Sima, Ye Jian could still hear Zhuge Liang speak: âWhatâs there to be afraid about Cao Rui, the only one we should fear, is only Sima Yi and him aloneâ¦â Immediately following that was the active voice of a man, Ye Jian hastily said: âThen you should rest up earlier, weâll speak tomorrow.â
âOkay, see you tomorrow.â Yang Heng covered up the receiver a second before his dad started scolding him. To prevent losing his face in front of a girl, he only stood up after hanging up the phone, he raised his brows and said towards Bureau Chief Yang with a proud expression: âThat was Ye Jian, that girl that helped the Criminal Police cracked the case at your unit last time, quite a formidable girl.â
With a Grade 12 kid in their household, no matter which household it was, it was unavoidable for them to feel nerve-wracking, even Bureau Chief Yang was the same. He was afraid his kid would cause rumors of puppy love at such a crucial point in his life.