The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

   Chapter 401 Three fires for new officials

  Yuan Cheng just asked those coast guards the same way.

   A good dispute, how could it reach the point of drawing a gun?

   No, okay, what are you arguing about with the workers of the Si family?

   In his heart he mourned the beautiful holiday that was about to go to waste, and Yuan Cheng told Si Xinghe the general situation.

   "The sea policeman who died was called Sheng Zhi, and he will retire in a week. The former president just called to inquire about the matter, and he specially emphasized that he should be businesslike and be worthy of the rights granted to the Detective Bureau by the people and the alliance."

   Yuan Cheng reluctantly rubbed his brows, "The Bureau of Health has just been transferred away, and the new chief is not good enough. He is taking notes over there personally for the people present."

  Si Xinghe glanced at him, "Didn't the Health Bureau write a letter of recommendation for you?"

   Middle-level leaders have the right to recommend others to take over when they transfer or retire. Yuan Cheng has been with Wei Zhen for so many years, and he has received countless credits, which is why Si Xinghe asked this question.

   "I wrote it, but the new one is from the inner city, so the president can't do anything about it."

   Yuan Cheng was also aggrieved. After so many years, he was still the captain. He finally got a chance to be promoted.

   In a fit of rage, he took a long vacation, intending to relax, go on a trip, and maybe meet some good opportunities.

   But he didn't expect such a thing to happen again, and his long vacation was cancelled directly.

   "Captain Yuan!"

   There was a call from the front, very rough, with a bit of sternness, and the master who could hear the voice was not someone to be with.

   Yuan Cheng responded and hurriedly trotted over.

  Si Xinghe raised his eyebrows. It was the first time he saw Yuan Cheng being yelled at as a younger brother.

  In the past, although Yuan Cheng was only the captain of the Detective Bureau, he had a lot of power. Wei Zhen was a person who used people without suspicion, and now...

   "Has the person in charge of the Si family arrived?" the man in uniform asked in a deep voice.

   This is the newly appointed director of the Detective Bureau, Yan Zhuo.

  Yuan Cheng nodded, just as he was about to speak, Si Xinghe had already walked over.

   "Hello, I'm Si Xinghe."

  Si Xinghe stretched out his right hand.

   It was rare for him to take the initiative to show his favor. Even Yuan Cheng was a little surprised by this attitude, but unfortunately, he was ignored.

"I'm Yan Zhuo, the newly appointed Director of the Detective Bureau, and now you have found contraband in your company's goods, which has caused a shooting incident, resulting in one serious injury and two deaths. According to the regulations, you must go back to the bureau with us, Undertake a detailed investigation."

   "Director Yan!"

   Yuan Cheng was stunned, so he hurriedly spoke up, glanced at Si Xinghe, and then whispered beside Yan Zhuo: "This is the third young master of the Si family."

  Yan Zhuo frowned and scolded in a deep voice, "No one can tolerate the case before the murder, Captain Yuan, is this your attitude towards this case as the captain of the detective team?"

   His voice was not deliberately concealed or lowered, so that the whole pier could hear it.

  Si Xinghe calmly retracted his right hand, put it in his pocket, and looked at Yan Zhuo with a half-smile.

   "It seems that among the three fires that the new official of Yan Bureau took office, the first one is going to be burned on Si Mou's head? Hehe..."

After    chuckled, Si Xinghe looked at the tent that was temporarily set up over there. Under the shadows of the lights, a moving figure could be seen inside. It should be the marine police doctor who Yuan Cheng said earlier was treating the injured.

   "Go and see the injured first."

  Si Xinghe walked over.

   The injured worker was also a worker of the Si family, who was probably in his 50s. At this time, his work clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, and he was in a state of fainting.

  Si Xinghe's expression darkened, "Why didn't you send him to the doctor?"

   (end of this chapter)