A madman in France? How come he's always at crime scenes!

Chapter 59 You're monitoring me?

Wu Liang blinked.

Lin Zhiyi's sudden invitation caught him off guard, leaving him unprepared.

The main problem is the setting. Just a few minutes ago, he was roasting people over a fire in front of a large group of workers, and now he's casually extending an olive branch.

"Hongyuan currently lacks an external legal advisor who understands how to handle group disputes."

Lin Zhiyi tidied the stray hairs on her forehead, her gaze calm.

"Attorney Wu handled the situation very well today. You know how to keep things within the legal limits and how to force the company to respond."

Wu Liang did not dodge, meeting Lin Zhiyi's gaze head-on, his tone relaxed.

"I'm a little scared that Manager Lin praised me so much."

"You don't need to be afraid." Lin Zhiyi looked at him. "I'm not Zhang Huaizhong. Attorney Wu can trust that Hongyuan will show sufficient sincerity."

Wu Liang's smile remained unchanged, but his gaze towards the other party took on a scrutinizing quality.

The girl was clever; she skipped over her previous embarrassment and distanced herself from Zhang Huaizhong, placing herself on a completely different level.

He then did not directly answer Lin Zhiyi's offer to recruit him, but slowly opened his mouth.

"More than 100,000 yuan was spent in a single transaction."

Lin Zhiyi did not deny it.

"The company has a budget for handling emergencies."

"That makes it even more interesting." Wu Liang said in a low voice, "The person in charge, Lin, said before that he was only responsible for coordination. Confirming the amount of work was one thing, but when the money would be paid was not his concern."

Lin Zhiyi's eyes flickered slightly.

"But just now, a single phone call brought in over ten thousand yuan in subsidies. While it might not be a large sum for your company, isn't the speed a bit too fast?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Liang's gaze met Lin Zhiyi's across the distance.

Lin Zhiyi was well aware that accepting certain statements was tantamount to admitting something.

"Attorney Wu helped the workers get their money today, but my first reaction wasn't to be happy for them."

Lin Zhiyi gave a cold laugh.

"I'm used to being poor." Wu Liang didn't care. "When I see money moving around too fast, I can't help but wonder who's pushing it from behind."

"Guangdong Hongyuan doesn't lack this kind of money..."

"So what's missing is a reason," Wu Liang interrupted her with a smile. "The people have dispersed, and the video can't be allowed to escalate any further. Manager Lin's money was well spent."

Lin Zhiyi didn't speak, but suddenly realized that she had underestimated this person.

He wasn't just trying to help the workers get their wages; he saw something deeper just from Hongyuan's reaction.

It could even threaten something vital to Guangdong Hongyuan's survival.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi stopped trying to conceal her sharpness, and her tone became colder.

"It seems that Attorney Wu has a strong bias against businesses."

"Prejudice doesn't usually fall from the sky."

Wu Liang's gaze fell on the scraps of paper still lying on the ground. Lin Zhiyi followed his gaze and happened to see the words "No more complaints" hanging outside.

Lin Zhiyi bent down, picked up the half-sheet of paper, and slowly folded it.

"That's all for now regarding the workers' wages. I will arrange for the wages to be deposited into their accounts as soon as possible after the holiday."

Seeing that she didn't say anything more about recruitment, Wu Liang nodded in agreement.

"That's good, then the workers can have some peace of mind during the holiday."

Lin Zhiyi looked at him for a while, then suddenly put the half-sheet of paper into her bag.

"Attorney Wu, for some things, it's enough to get to the point of discussing salary."

"I'm a lazy person," Wu Liang chuckled. "Cases that can generate money usually don't intentionally develop into a soap opera."

Lin Zhiyi seemed to chuckle slightly at his words, but quickly suppressed her laughter.

"Being lazy is a good thing. People who are too diligent are more likely to see things they shouldn't."

"Is Miss Lin showing concern for me?"

"Consider it a thank you," Lin Zhiyi said calmly. "If it weren't for you today, Zhang Huaizhong would have made things even worse."

Wu Liang clicked his tongue.

"Manager Zhang was heartbroken to hear that."

"He's not important."

Upon hearing these four words, Wu Liang's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.

That was quite a decisive statement.

But is it that Zhang Huaizhong is unimportant? Or is it that Zhang Huaizhong's little schemes are unimportant to her?

"Once the wages arrive after the holiday, I will have the project team send the details to the worker representatives. If Attorney Wu is still not at ease, he can check it himself."

Lin Zhiyi said no more and extended her right hand to Wu Liang.

"Okay." Wu Liang reached out and shook her hand. "I'll call it a day once I get my pay."

"I hope so."

Lin Zhiyi turned around and went down the steps.

The car was parked at the edge of the square, and the driver was already waiting. As she opened the car door, she suddenly looked back.

"Attorney Wu."

Wu Liang looked up.

"Take a good rest during the National Day holiday."

The car door closed.

Wu Liang stood there, watching the black sedan slowly drive away from the government service center, turn the corner, and quickly disappear into the traffic.

"have a good rest?"

He muttered something to himself.

"This blessing sounds more like a plea for people to quit."

My phone vibrated at that moment.

Caller ID: Meng Jiang.

Wu Liang answered the phone and was about to speak when Meng Jiang's deep voice came from the other end.

"Attorney Wu, come to Feishui."

"Captain Meng, lawyers are human too, even during the National Day holiday."

"Zhang Ze has already driven there and will be there soon. Stay where you are."

Wu Liang: ? ? ?

"Are you monitoring me?"

Meng Jiang hung up the phone decisively, without giving Wu Liang any time to ask questions.

Wu Liang stared at the now-black phone screen and stood there in silence for several seconds.

"Okay, okay, okay."

He put his phone back in his pocket, his expression turning indignant.

"The people's police are so unassuming; even hanging up the phone is so efficient!"

"I want to file a complaint!"

Twenty minutes later, a black minivan pulled up in front of the government service center. The window rolled down, revealing Zhang Ze's face, which was etched with resentment from working overtime.

"Attorney Wu, get in the car."

Wu Liang did not move.

"Captain Zhang, I now seriously suspect that your police force has illegally followed a law-abiding citizen."

Zhang Ze yawned.

"Captain Meng gave me the car to drive. You can talk to him about it."

"I will file a complaint."

"Okay, include me too." Zhang Ze leaned back in the driver's seat. "I also want to complain about him making people work overtime during the National Day holiday."

Wu Liang: ...

His words were so sincere that he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

The van drove all the way to Feishui.

Wu Liang sat in the back row, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

Although Meng Jiang is usually straightforward, the fact that he had the deputy captain pick him up in broad daylight, and that he spoke in such a harsh tone, meant that he was definitely not just looking for tea.

Especially the phrase "Don't move," it sounds like they're arresting a wanted criminal.

Could it be that Cao Yang has made some major breakthrough?

That's no excuse for monitoring my location!

Upon arriving at the temporary office of the municipal bureau's special task force, Wu Lianggang got out of the car and saw Meng Jiang standing downstairs smoking.

Wu Liang took two steps closer and struck first.

"Captain Meng, I want to file a complaint!"

Meng Jiang ignored him, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, getting straight to the point.

"You saw Lin Zhiyi today."

Wu Liang's prepared 300-word complaint got stuck in his throat.

"what?"

"Don't look at me like that. The police are on high alert; why would they be monitoring you for no reason?"

Meng Jiang said calmly, while rolling his eyes at Wu Liang.

"The video has been circulating all over the internet. You were giving a legal education to people in public, and your voice was quite clear."

Wu Liang hadn't expected the news to spread so quickly, so he coughed to ease the awkwardness.

"That's called mass mobilization."

Meng Jiang didn't continue to play along with him and turned to walk into the building.

"Come up."

In the task force's meeting room, there were more photos on the whiteboard than before, with red lines intertwined like a spider web.

As soon as Wu Liang entered the room, he saw Li Mu sitting in front of the computer with her left arm in a sling and a pile of materials spread out in front of her.

She looked up and glanced at Wu Liang.

"Attorney Wu, you've been quite busy during the National Day holiday."

"Officer Li is no less demanding." Wu Liang glanced at her arm. "The wounded are still working overtime. Isn't Captain Meng exploiting labor?"

Li Mu ignored his banter and pushed a printed document onto the table.

See for yourself.

Wu Liang walked over to a diagram showing relationships between people.

The woman in the photo is wearing a light-colored suit, with a cool and aloof expression; it is Lin Zhiyi.

Below the photo is a description of her life.

Lin Zhiyi, female, 27 years old.

His father died early, and he had a close relationship with Tan Yongren. He was a long-term beneficiary of the Tianyue Charitable Foundation.

Previously served as a project specialist in the Legal and Compliance Department of Tianyue Group.

Wu Liang's smile gradually faded.

The temperature in the conference room wasn't low, but he inexplicably felt a chill down his back.

The line on the second page of the booklet suddenly flashed into my mind.

She confided in her best friend that since her father died, her godfather had treated her better than his own daughter, and she could never repay him enough in this lifetime.

[Her best friend pondered for a moment: "Have you asked your biological father how he died?"]

The fragments that were originally scattered on the ground were suddenly pieced together by an unseen hand.