<strong>Chapter 1008: Chapter 1000: Seeking Help</strong>
She lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply; truth be told, it was her first time smoking at home since her father was nearly always there, and she didn’t dare smoke in front of him.
This habit was acquired after beginning work, as smoking served as a great stress reliever—provided you didn’t be addicted.
When she first started working, confronted by the huge gap between school and society and never-ending cases, she gradually picked up smoking amidst a bunch of male colleagues.
Before smoking, she had always kept a respectful distance from such things. But once she tried it, she realized it was merely a different choice. Some people eat under pressure, others jog, while for people like them, who have no time for anything else, smoking seemed like the best option.
Lighting a cigarette and enjoying a few minutes of emptying her mind, she felt much calmer afterward.
Finally, as dawn approached, Hua Xiangrong felt a bit sleepy and drifted off; when seven o’clock came, she woke up right on time—an ability honed during her years at the police academy, where she was forced to rise early every day, eventually forming a habit.
Once seven o’clock hit, she didn’t need an rm to wake her. If nothing required her attention, she could fall back asleep immediately, which she considered a special skill.
Hua Xiangrong woke, opened her eyes, and saw herself lying on the sofa, her body feeling numb due to an awkward sleeping position. She was vague about the events ofst night, unsure how she had fallen asleep.
Closing her eyes again, she remembered that she had important things to attend to today. Although her eyes were heavy with sleep, her mind was clear.
She decided to visit her supervisor—not to ask for help but just to understand the situation.
“What you’re talking about, I really can’t help with. Besides, I haven’t seen this event’s mastermind. Any updatese from the Director; all my information basicallyes from the Director,” the supervisor said.
Having heard this, Hua Xiangrong dared not impose further; almost everyone was avoiding this matter, who would want to help her now?
With a dejected look, Hua Xiangrong walked out of the Police Department—initially, there was some hope, but now even that little hope was gone, leaving her unsure of where else to seek help.
Despite having a wealth of friends, at crucial moments, few were able to lend a hand. Those she knew were mostly people who hadn’t worked long, naturally unable to help in such matters, which was frustrating.
Unable to find anyone to consult, Hua Xiangrong decided to sit on a park bench, observing the diverse passers-by. Did they all look happy, or were their lives truly blissful?
It seems an important issue is that we often envy others’ lives; seeing themugh, we assume they’re perpetually optimistic. Yet perhaps they just faced financial copse at home. As the saying goes,ughter doesn’t necessarily mean happiness; it simply indicates strong emotional control.
The middle-aged woman strolling alone in the park might appear leisurely, but perhaps she just had a fierce fight with her husband. That elderly couple supporting each other might have just gone through sending their child abroad—a sad event, forcing them out because their home was filled with their child’s presence.
Everyone faces various kinds of issues, which we fail to see. In today’s society, we’re adept at concealing our true selves,yering mask upon mask, ensuring no one recognizes our real selves.
Yet people are inherentlyplex; we hide ourselves while craving understanding from others.
Realizing this, Hua Xiangrong didn’t feel as upset anymore. Everyone endures certain experiences in life essential for real growth.
There’lle a day when her father ages and eventually, muchter, perhaps leaves her forever. Hua Xiangrong had never dared to ponder such things, hesitant to confront the idea, for thinking deeply about it only caused her grief. She couldn’t ept life without her father, even though that day was inevitable.
With no immediate solutions, she returned to the Police Department to check on her father and Xiao Yifei. Upon arrival, Xiao Yifei was nowhere to be seen; only her father was alone in an interrogation room.
“Dad, did you sleep wellst night? Did anyone in here give you a hard time?” Hua Xiangrong inquired, familiar with interrogation tactics as an officer.
“No worries, I feel they brought me in just to restrain you; even if you wanted to act, with me under their control, you’d be cautious,” her father remarked.
Listening to her father, Hua Xiangrong suddenly sensed a clue regarding this situation—though uncertain what, an elusive hint formed in her mind.
“Dad, do you know who the mastermind behind this is?” Hua Xiangrong asked, clinging to a sliver of hope.
“How would I know? Even the police don’t know the mastermind. We asked those two officers in the car that day,” her father responded.
Hua Xiangrong realized she had discovered a clue, yet it was too minor, unable to grasp it firmly in her mind.
After meeting her father, she stood by the Police Department entrance, ready to meet Xiao Yifei. Suddenly, she identified an important clue: whenever they encountered incidents, no one knew the real mastermind, yet information spread rapidly. Barely hours after Hua Xiangrong found evidence, someone learned of it and threatened her.
In fact, she’d always handed her evidence directly to her supervisor, meaning if he hadn’t reported it to someone else, only her and him were aware of the details.
Thinking extensively, she couldn’t see her supervisor doing such a thing.
From the investigation’s start, constant warnings to pull back had been given. Typically, her suspension required higher-up approval.
Perhaps they’d focused wrongly before; Hua Xiangrong had assumed the mastermind was a formidable figure. Now she suddenly thought if the mastermind were within the Police Department, everything would make sense. If this influential figure could easily suspend her, the arrest of Xiao Yifei and her father could also be arbitrarily carried out.