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The director, who was still at his workstation, felt nervous when he heard the noise.

How come these two guys came out so quickly? It's only been ten minutes.

No, I haven't found the account book yet, I can't give up.

【449】Crisis, resolve with wit

Director, at this moment you must find a place to hide yourself. He looked left and right, but couldn't find a place to squeeze himself in.

Even if it was a simple wardrobe, he couldn't fit in with his size.

At this moment, he began to feel anxious, and the footsteps were getting closer.

what to do? what to do? what to do?

If they see me standing here, I can explain why I am here, but my plan won't work.

The director set his eyes on the gap under the desk. It was a little small, but the director had no other choice but to curl up and try hard to squeeze himself in.

At the last second, the chief successfully got under the table, and the two police officers on duty also walked out from the corridor.

The two of them continued talking as they walked.

　25 "I think I'm feeling it again."

"Your physical condition is too weak. How could it be so fast? You must be hallucinating."

"It really hurts. I feel like the only way I can relieve the pain a little is by bending over and curling up my whole body."

"Why don't you go again?"

"Then I'll go again. Don't bother me anymore. Go on duty first. You can come in after I come out."

After saying this, one of the police chiefs covered his stomach and ran to the end of the corridor in dejection.

The other police chief shook his head helplessly and passed by the work area.

The chief, who was hiding under his workstation, saw with his own eyes the sheriff's legs passing in front of him.

His heart was in his throat. He held his breath, not daring to even take a slight breath.

The director was in a state of nervous tension, and holding his breath made his heart beat faster and faster. He even thought he could hear his heart pounding in his ears.

The chief was really scared, fearing that the sheriff would hear the sound of his heart beating from under his workstation.

At this moment, all the extremely bad things in his mind flashed through his mind, and he also quickly thought of countermeasures.

Fortunately, the sheriff kept rubbing his stomach, only concerned about whether his stomach would hurt again, and did not notice that the person hiding under his feet was the director!

The director slowly emerged from under the table only after his footsteps could no longer be heard. He did not even have time to brush off the dust on his body and quickly walked to the file library nearby.

Only the director had the key to the file vault. Before sneaking out of the office, he deliberately took off the file vault key from the bunch of keys to avoid having too many of them making clinking noises in his trouser pockets.

The director came to the file vault and took out the key from his trouser pocket. He was so nervous that he couldn't hold the key steadily. His hands were shaking constantly and cold sweat broke out on his palms uncontrollably.

The helpless director could only move the key from his right hand to his left hand, and rubbed his right hand back and forth on his pants to wipe away all the cold sweat.

"Why are you shaking at such a critical moment? I have been a sheriff for more than 30 years, why do I have to let you down at this moment?"

The director murmured to himself in an extremely quiet voice.

Then the director took the key again, slowly inserted the key into the keyhole, turned it hard to the right, and with a click, the door opened.

The door of the file room has a characteristic that it can only be opened from the outside. If it is closed from the inside, there will be no way to open the door again unless someone holds a key and opens the door from the outside.

In other words, the door to the file room must be kept open and cannot be closed, as the director does not want to be locked up here all night.

By the next day, his explanation was still not convincing. The point was that he only had the key to the file room. If he wanted a second one, he had to ask his superiors for permission before he could get a second one.

The director did not dare leave the door of the file room a crack, for fear that a gust of wind would blow and cause the door of file room 597 to close automatically, locking him inside.

He could only open the door of the file room, walk in quickly, and look for the file shelf with the most recent date on it.

He searched carefully from top to bottom and suddenly saw today's date. He opened the file and found the account book inside.

The director took away the account book and the file bag outside. He didn't even have time to be happy. He quickly walked out of the file room and closed the door.

Then he tiptoed back to his office in a dejected manner. He closed the door and leaned his back against it. He slid down slowly until his buttocks sat on the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"I finally got the account book. God is really helping me. If it weren't for my perfect plan, I'm afraid it would never have been implemented so smoothly."

"and many more!"

"After the monitoring room's machine was turned off, I didn't turn it back on."

【450】Account book successfully obtained

When the director thought of this, he suddenly panicked. He quickly stood up and hid the account book in the gap under the sofa.

Then he tiptoed out of the office again.

At this moment, 20 minutes have passed since the sheriff went to the bathroom. Judging from experience, the chief only has ten minutes left at most.

Even though these sheriffs' stomachs still hurt, their legs were probably numb from squatting and had reached a limit.

The director made a concerted effort, tiptoed as fast as possible, reached the monitoring room on the second floor, and hurried in. After some operations on his part, the monitoring was restarted.

Because the surveillance was turned off just now, there was no surveillance video in the ten minutes between turning it off and on.

After doing all this, the director thought of a more difficult problem.

At that time, after I entered the monitoring room and clicked the close button, all the surveillance stopped working at that moment. In other words, my sneaky behavior from the time I walked out of the office to the monitoring room must have been recorded by the surveillance.

What the director has to do now is to delete this surveillance video, but his ability is limited and he doesn't know how to do it.

After a while, the director actually deleted all the surveillance videos for the entire afternoon.

The director frantically searched for the Recycle Bin on his computer, but once the surveillance video was deleted, it could never be retrieved and there would be no backup.

This is a big disadvantage. This situation happened when we asked the installers to install the surveillance and computers. The installation master and the maintenance master are two different types of workers, so the installation master does not know how to repair the computer at all, so the maintenance master must be asked to come. But later on, the matter was left unresolved. Everyone felt that there was no big problem, so they did not ask the maintenance master to come again.

The director sighed helplessly, but it didn't matter that he might as well delete it as long as there was no evidence to prove that he had stolen the account book.

It was a pity that the director was too old and didn’t know how to operate a computer, so he wasted a lot of time. When he had finished everything, he heard footsteps outside the door.

The director is in trouble now.

The monitoring room is located on the 2nd floor of the police station.

There is only one passage and one room on the second floor of the police station.

The chief had no way out, he had to face these two sheriffs head-on.

The next second the director rushed out and stood at the door of the monitoring room.

The two sheriffs held their stomachs and just walked to the corner of the stairs. When they looked up and saw the director, they were shocked.

"Chief, why are you here? You're so quiet and there's no one around. I thought it was haunted."

"Ah... No, Chief, I'm not saying you're a ghost. I'm just expressing my state of mind."

When the director heard this, a kind smile appeared on his face. He did not blame them and spoke to them with concern.

"I just heard you running back and forth in the office. I didn't know what happened, so I came to see you and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Just as I was about to push the door open, I saw the two of you approaching me.

"My stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so I went to the bathroom."

The sheriff said this while rubbing his stomach vigorously.

The director asked with a smile.

"Is it because of the fried tripe noodles I gave you? It caused you to have diarrhea."

"no no."

The two sheriffs stretched out four hands at the same time and shook them vigorously.

"¨〃 It's delicious. We may have eaten something else that we shouldn't have eaten at night, which caused the diarrhea. It has absolutely nothing to do with the fried tripe noodles."

The director nodded with satisfaction.

"Then just work hard, I won't bother you anymore, feel free to come to me if you have any questions.

I have finished my work for today and will go back to the office to pack up. I am planning to leave. If there is any emergency, please call me at any time. "

"Yes, Director."

The two sheriffs watched the chief leave.

The chief pretended to be calm and walked past the two sheriffs. He didn't take off his disguise until he was completely down the stairs and almost in front of the office. His legs were weak and he was about to fall. (Wang Dede)

After returning to the office, the director's mind was full of thoughts about whether he had put everything back in place, hoping that there would not be any mistakes.

The director sat on the sofa, in a daze for more than five minutes. He was very worried during these five minutes. If there was really a problem with the surveillance and they discovered it, they would definitely come to him first and report the situation.

After such a long time, it was obvious that the two sheriffs had not found any problems. The chief then stood up from the sofa, knelt on the ground, reached into the gap between the sofa and took out the account book.

The director didn't even dare to look at it and stuffed it into his briefcase.

【451】Invisible pressure

The chief quickly clocked out with his briefcase and walked out of the police station.

Arriving at his car, the director placed the briefcase on the passenger seat and drove away quickly.

The chief did not dare to delay for a moment. He suddenly felt that the police station had become a place of controversy. Sometimes he was really glad that he was the chief, otherwise he would not have such great power. But sometimes he hated being the chief. If he did not have this identity, so many things would not have happened one after another.

The director drove at full speed and stopped at the door of his home.

Even though he had already reached his doorstep, the director did not dare to let down his guard. He checked the rearview mirrors on both sides and only took out the account book from his briefcase after making sure that there was no one around.

The director flipped through the account books and found that the information recorded in them was indeed very comprehensive.

Even my information as a customer was recorded on it.

At first, the director was just curious and wanted to try it. After the experience, he felt that it was not suitable for him and could not bring him any relaxation. He simply never came again. Even this one time, the director repeatedly asked Mr. Zhao not to record it in the account book.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao used the reason that he needed to check the cash flow to pay employees' salaries, and insisted that the director's name and detailed information must be recorded on it.

In the end, the director had no choice but to agree.

When the director saw his name, he confirmed that the account book in front of him was the real one.

No one knows clearly that this account book is fake, and there is no way to tell the difference unless you personally bring the account book to Mr. Zhao.

The director has subconsciously determined that the account book in his hand is authentic, so there is no need to find Mr. Zhao to verify it.

The block captain and the director probably never dreamed that the thick account book was actually the one Lin Ci spent two days and two nights to finish. Not only was the handwriting similar, but the degree of aging was also very similar.

The director took the account book back home, put it together with the confidentiality agreement, and hid it in the gap behind the bookshelf in the study.

After hearing the noise, the wife watched the director rush straight to the study in a hurry without even having time to say hello to her. This was very unusual and made her very confused.

The director's wife did not ask proactively, but waited until the director came back from the study before she slowly walked up to him and asked him curiously.

"Is there any new case in the bureau? Why do you seem so anxious?"

"No, there's just a file I didn't bring with me, and I just happened to need it today. I remember leaving it in the study.

I just came back and I was thinking of going to the study to take a look at it, but I must not lose it.

I did find this document after I went in just now."

The director explained calmly and without changing his expression that he absolutely could not tell his wife everything he was doing.

Even if his wife knew the truth, she would not report it to the higher police station because of their relationship.

Finally, once this matter is exposed, the wife will be blamed for concealing the truth, and will go to prison with the director to work on the sewing machine.

The director felt heartbroken when he thought that his wife would have to follow him to operate the sewing machine, and his children at home would be left without a father or a mother.

In order to prevent such a phenomenon, he must not tell this fact to anyone in his family. He must keep it a secret no matter what and quell this ridiculous war alone.

The wife didn't think much about it and just nodded slightly.

"The meal is ready. I didn't know you would come back at this time. I thought you would work overtime until very late. The children and I have already eaten. The meal is in the kitchen. Go and eat."

The director did not react at all. The next second, he took two steps forward and actually hugged his wife.

The wife suddenly felt a little awkward, because the director had not done this for many years. To be precise, he hadn't hugged her for more than ten years.

Could it be that... there is someone outside? And then I found that the person outside is not as good as me.

When he returned home and saw himself again, he felt full of guilt, so he hugged himself.

Forget it, let’s not think too much about it. At least he comes home on time every day. After two people live together for a long time, it is inevitable that they will reach a dull period.