One kilometer away from the General Police Station of City A is the office for a particularly serious case, and it is a police station dedicated to investigating sensitive and serious cases. The office only has three floors and covers a large area.

On the west side of the corridor on the first floor of the office is the Seventh Group of Special Crimes. The office layout of the Seventh Group is very simple, including four tables, four chairs, a sofa, a coffee table, a water room and a bathroom.

Zuo Luo sat alone in a chair, beside him was busy staff of the Interior Bureau. The Interior Bureau was sealing seven sets of files, and the paper files weighing hundreds of kilograms and the information saved on the computer must be sorted out and checked. The Interior Bureau also asked the witnesses, suspects and criminals in every case investigated by Liu Mo.

A man walked up to Zuo Luo and said, "Officer Zuo Luo, let you have a big vacation."

Zuo Luo looked at the wall for a long time, stood up without saying a word, put his gun on the table, picked up his suit and left the office. He had become the focus of the building. When he passed by the corridor, his colleagues looked at him, some sympathized, some lamented, and some gloated. Some people invited him to dinner and tea, but Zuo Luo seemed to have not seen them and heard no sound, and looked at the special case office ahead,

Zuo Luo got on the car assigned by the bureau and drove to the west of the city. After about half an hour, he left the noisy city and arrived at the quiet suburbs. Zuo Luo looked at the sky from time to time, and it was gray like his mood. The psychologist of the bureau called in the morning, hoping that Zuo Luo could go to his side. It was really inconvenient and he could come over. But Zuo Luo hung up the phone without saying a word. He knew that he did not need a psychologist, and he needed to lie quietly in a place where no one was around, so that time and space could heal the body and mind.

But today is not possible because today is the day for Liu Mo's funeral.

The Crematorium No. 7 has been blocked, with many journalists and more than a dozen policemen blocking the entry of outsiders. The former city hero died of criticism and should have been tragic and heroic, but this is not the case. As a funeral of Liu Mo, who has outstanding achievements, no police officers attended his memorial service, and even did not even have a memorial service.

The mourning hall was deserted. A woman in her thirties sat on a chair, facing Liu Mo's crystal coffin, and a girl of sixteen or seventeen was wearing mourning clothes and knelt on the side of the brazier to burn paper money.

"Sister-in-law." Zuo Luo said, and the woman stood up when she saw Zuo Luo and couldn't help crying. Zuo Luo helped the woman sit aside.

The woman wiped her tears and said quite relievedly, "You are still here."

"Sister-in-law, you have to understand them. The bureau issued a notice. The eldest brother's affairs are at the forefront, and two old cases that may have been forced to confess have been found."

"I know, I know." The woman sighed and looked at the crystal coffin and said, "I told him not to do the police. He said I don't understand. He said he loves this city and doesn't have much to do. He is just to arrest all the bad people in the city. Really, he is not the newspaper that he doesn't care about these things for the sake of rights and reputation."

Zuo Luo nodded: "Sister-in-law, if you have any difficulties in the future, please call me if you need help."

"Are you okay?"

“Suspension review.”

"Seven groups?"

"It's apart, sister-in-law, don't blame them for being ruthless, they can't come."

The woman nodded and said, "Then we won't wait, let's send him on the way."

...

Three months later...

Zuo Luo walked into the seven groups. Except for the table, chair and computer, the others were completely empty and in a mess, like a scene where they were looted by a gang. Zuo Luo slapped his chair and the dust scattered. He put his suit aside, didn't care about sitting down, turned on the computer, it was okay, the computer could still be used. However, the system was reinstalled, and all the information had been cleared before.

The phone on the desktop vibrated, Zuo Luo looked at the phone number and answered the phone: "What?"

"Does the little bastard understand the rules? He doesn't say hello when he comes back to work. Come here."

"oh."

The General Police Station of City A was just one kilometer away, and Zuo Luo drove over. Who knows what to do? If he was asked to get out of here, he would hand over the car by the way.

When I arrived at the police station hall, I swiped my ID card to enter the elevator, and arrived at the seventh floor. This is the branch office. There are six deputy directors in the general bureau, each of whom is in charge of some departments. Zuo Luo went to the last office in the corridor, with a photo posted on it, and his name, Deputy Director Ma Tao.

Zuo Luo knocked on the door, pushed the door in, and near the window, a man in his fifties was typing on the keyboard with two-finger Zen, squinted his eyes at the computer monitor, looked down at the keyboard, and then typed one or two words. Zuo Luo closed the door, pulled the chair to the man's table and sat down, picked up a box of cigarettes on the table, and lit one by himself.

The man was the deputy director Ma Tao. He pushed the keyboard in annoyed manner, then picked up the paper and pen beside him and wrote the report: "I have enough time to type ten words, which is enough for me to finish a piece of material."

"I heard that your promotion has failed."

"It would be strange if something big happened to Group 7 is not bad. Who doesn't know that Group 7 was supported by Ma Tao. Twenty years ago, the title of Group 7 of the Serious Case was revealed, and even the thief could be scared to death."

Zuo Luo didn't want to hear Ma Tao talk about the past and asked, "Why are you asking me to come here?"

Ma Tao put down his pen and took a sip of water and said, "The thief can indeed be scared to death, but now it is not the era of thief. You have also seen that in the Internet information age, I can't even write a report. You young people are going to take over. I have guaranteed the seventh team. You are now the leader of the seventh team. You can choose whoever you want and get the seventh team together. I have confidence in you. I have files of the criminal police officers from the branch office. I have selected twenty people for reference only. Whoever you want, just call Director Wang, who is in charge of personnel. Add you a total of six people, one deputy team leader, one internal staff member, and four field staff members. You have the final say for whom you appoint and hire. Even if you are not satisfied with this list, choose by yourself, as long as others are willing to go."

Zuo Luo looked at the pile of files in front of him, thought for a while, pushed the files aside, then picked up Ma Tao's cigarette and handed it to Ma Tao, and helped him to light it. Ma Tao asked vigilantly: "What are you doing? Don't think of going to a group to poach people. One group is now walking sideways in the police station. You can't count the people who want to enter the group."

Zuo Luo said: "Uncle Ma, I heard that the bureau is working on a Mercury retrograde plan recently."

Ma Tao leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Zuo Luo for a while: "Do you have any ideas?"

Zuo Luo said: "Uncle Ma, we fell into the hands of foreigners this time. We didn't know how we fell, and we didn't even know who the other party was?"

Ma Tao said, "There are not many people, it's not your turn now."

Zuo Luo said: "Since you don't become the director, you will have to give you Uncle Ma face, right?"

Ma Tao looked at Zuo Luo, turned his head and opened the drawer, took out a large bag of files, and placed it on the table. Zuo Luo wanted to take it, and Ma Tao held it down with his hand: "It's not that I, Ma Tao, have face, but that no one wants this person, so I took it."

Zuo Luo said: "The one who can catch your Uncle Ma's eyes must be not ordinary people."

Ma Tao said unsurely: "Don't make a conclusion about this point first. This person may be very useful, or not, and I can't get it. But I think this person is very interesting. In addition, the deputy team leader of a group, your old classmate Xu Xuan has been paying attention to him and can't make up his mind whether to have this person. You decide for yourself. If you want it, go now. The file is double, and one has been taken away by your old classmate."

Zuo Luo asked: "Uncle Ma, you said this person is very interesting, what's interesting?"
Chapter completed!