The two were stunned when they saw the document on the table.
They didn't expect to encounter such a big shot while investigating a situation!
So young and already at this rank, not everyone can achieve that.
"Hello, Chief!"
"No, no, no, I'm a Daoist priest now; no need to be so formal."
Lin Yi waved his hand, gesturing for the two to sit down.
"Take your time explaining. What happened? How did he end up in the ICU?"
"It's a gunshot wound."
"Gunshot wound?"
Lin Yi paused; in a place like China, not just anyone has the privilege of sustaining such an injury.
It would have to be someone at the level of the Central Guards Brigade leader or a major conglomerate CEO.
But Zhang Youfu is just an old lecherous Daoist; it seems unlikely he'd be involved in such matters.
"Where did you find him?"
"At the Spring Hotel in the city," the short and thin detective said:
