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Lin Yuan rubbed his tired eyes in the internet café and shut down the computer. Of course, these cases weren't accessible to all police officers; permissions were assigned according to the previous website guidelines, and ordinary officers could only view a limited number of them. He couldn't be blamed for being cautious—if anyone could access them freely, many things could easily be leaked.
After settling the payment, Lin Yuan prepared to head home. He hoped the police station would appreciate this gift.
The members of the network department had already grown numb to the situation. When Zhang Yaozhi arrived, he found them staring blankly, thinking something significant must have happened. Wasn't this just a message being relayed?
Li Xiao, the head of the network department, took a deep breath when he saw Zhang Yaozhi approach and said, "Do you remember that gold theft case from two weeks ago?"
"Why are you suddenly asking about that? Of course I remember. The stolen gold weighed two pounds, and it still hasn't been found," Zhang Yaozhi replied.
At this point, he was surprised. "Has it been found?"
Li Xiao's expression was somewhat complicated. "Our internal website has been hacked by someone. What they left behind is a significant breakthrough for the police department."
"Hacked? You didn't stop them?"
Although police departments across various regions were connected, they were ultimately separate entities, and their protective measures varied. If someone could breach their network so easily, wouldn’t Haishi become a laughingstock?
"We didn’t stop them at first; we didn’t even realize it was happening. Now officers are verifying the information."
In fact, it wasn't just their cases that were affected. Due to the police network's structure—especially regarding cases—everything was documented at headquarters for better reference and improvement. This meant that other police departments could also access these cases, but they couldn't see them displayed graphically like Haishi could.
"If the other party managed to hack into the police network, wouldn’t that be too easy? Aren't the computers in your department supposed to be top-notch? The public security system absolutely cannot be paralyzed."
Regardless of whether it was a serious issue or not, having such a dangerous element lurking made Zhang Yaozhi uneasy.
Meanwhile, police departments in other regions had also noticed updates on their cases. Their systems differed from Haishi's; these changes were managed by specific personnel. As soon as they discovered something unusual, they reported it to their superiors.
As the earliest discoverers of this situation, Haishi Police Station also reported it. They initially thought these cases were just randomly added but soon realized something was off after following Haishi’s procedures.
That evening, just as he was preparing to rest, Director Guan received a phone call. After listening to what was said on the other end, he quickly got dressed and headed to the police station.
The officer on duty rushed over upon seeing him. "Director Guan, didn’t you just arrive? What’s going on?"
"Why wasn’t I informed about what happened on the public security website? Where’s Li Xiao?"
It was unacceptable for him as the director to be among the last to know; surely they needed to convene a meeting about this situation.
As Guan walked and talked, he instructed someone to notify them. The officer beside him assumed that the chief was aware of the situation, which explained why he hadn’t seen him around in the afternoon. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered Lin Yuan and asked, "Chief Guan, should we bring our consultant along?"
Consultant.
It dawned on Guan that Lin Yuan was now considered part of the police department. However, since it would take him a while to get there, he waved his hand dismissively, indicating it wasn’t necessary.
But they weren’t the only ones who couldn’t sleep that night; others were also restless.
Inside a high-end hotel, a phone vibrated incessantly, as if expressing some urgent need. A man, awakened from his dreams, opened his eyes, irritation flooding his gaze. He picked up the phone and saw the caller ID; his annoyance subsided slightly.
"Hello?"
His voice was deep and gravelly.
On the other end was not the familiar male voice he expected but a sultry female voice instead.
"Mr. Fang, there shouldn’t be any traitors among us, right? The police have already tracked down my location."
"How could that be? Didn’t I assign everything to someone else?" The man known as Mr. Fang replied casually.
"But I do have quite a few cops here with me; can you hear them?"
The woman, dressed provocatively, extended her phone outwards. The dark purple sports car showcased her perfect figure, yet her gaze lacked allure.
The sound of police sirens blared loudly in the distance, reaching the man's ears.
"Did you catch that, Mr. Fang? It seems someone has betrayed us."
"By the way, I also heard that the police information on my end is coming from Haishi. Mr. Fang, you haven’t been keeping an eye on your people." Her words carried an implicit warning.
This was an agreement they had made long ago; they didn’t want to use such tactics against each other.
"It’s not me," the man breathed heavily for a moment before quickly piecing together the situation.
"Who is it? If you can’t control them, I can send someone to deal with it—specifically from Haishi."
Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted her.
"There’s a new member involved who isn’t on our side; it was their doing."
The woman, who had initially seemed indifferent, tightened her grip on the steering wheel as a sense of urgency washed over her.
"What did you say?"
I will handle this matter. You can tell me the specifics tomorrow. If there’s nothing else, let’s leave it at that for now.
Wait a moment.
The woman frowned as she looked at the hung-up phone. A new member actually sided with the police?
The man, now wide awake, poured himself a glass of red wine. On his tablet appeared a photo of Lin Yuan taken when he was certified as a delivery worker.
He looked like a hapless delivery guy, his complexion somewhat darkened from the sun. The honest-looking person seemed to be the most deceitful one of all. Lin Yuan, you really dare to do this.
His tone carried a chilling undertone. He couldn’t help but wonder what methods Lin Yuan had used to get those cases into the police's line of sight so quickly; any intelligent person would know better than to expose such matters.
Finishing his wine, the man began dialing a number. Before tomorrow, he needed to find out what changes had occurred in various police stations.
He hadn’t anticipated this possibility—that someone would expose all the cases and even tip off the police.
The call was quickly connected. At this hour, the other party showed no signs of sleepiness.
It’s time for you to take action. Come to Haishi.
You really want me to go over?
The voice on the other end sounded weak and somewhat sickly, laced with sarcasm. Are you hoping I’ll be on my deathbed and then make me do something?
The man glanced at his phone and simply said,
In three minutes, ten million will be transferred to your account. Stay alive.
After hanging up, he didn’t seem bothered at all by the ten million being deducted from his silver card.
To achieve this balance, he needed to pay a price; that was undeniable.
Soon, a message came through from the other side.
[Who are we targeting?]
[Temporary consultant for Haishi District Police Station: Lin Yuan.]
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