The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective Chapter 593 - 333: Double Blessings, What Joy!

Early the next morning, Mr. Ma arrived at the police station in high spirits.

He walked with a steady gait, his chest held high, and his whole deanor was radiant, his brow exuding irrepressible joy.

In stark contrast to the usual stern facade that seed as if everyone owed him money.

Today, Mr. Ma greeted everyone with a smile, even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes relaxed, making him appear particularly kind and approachable.

"Good morning, Mr. Ma!"

"Good morning!"

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The passing officers greeted him one after another, and Mr. Ma not only responded to each of them but also nodded and smiled, which was unprecedented.

This unusual behavior made many officers secretly puzzled, whispering in small groups: "What’s up with Mr. Ma today?"

"Is there so happy event at his ho?"

"The sun has risen in the west!"

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Entering the director’s office, Mr. Ma humd a tune as he opened the door, swiftly taking off his coat and hanging it on the hat rack.

He leisurely took out a treasured premium Longjing tea, ready to enjoy a rare mont of leisure.

The tea leaves had just unfurled in the cup, and the refreshing aroma of tea had not yet fully released.

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.

Mr. Ma glanced at the caller display and saw it was Mr. Wang calling. He imdiately composed himself.

He quickly adjusted his posture and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Mr. Wang!"

"Ah, Mr. Ma, are you at work?"

Mr. Wang’s hearty voice ca through the phone.

"Yes, I am."

Mr. Ma replied in a relaxed tone, but secretly speculated about the purpose of this call.

"Oh, got good news for you!"

Mr. Wang’s voice was filled with irrepressible excitent.

"More good news?"

Mr. Ma jested with a smile, "We just brought ho a big award from you yesterday."

"Oh, that’s nothing!"

Mr. Wang replied nonchalantly, "Those are just personal awards."

"This ti is different; your Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Team has truly beco famous!"

"Do you rember the briefing I wrote for you yesterday?"

Mr. Ma imdiately sat up straight upon hearing this and replied repeatedly: "I rember, I rember."

He instinctively tightened his grip on the phone, vaguely sensing that there was significant news to be announced.

Sure enough, Mr. Wang’s next words made him soar.

"We submitted this briefing to the Ministry of Public Security, and the leaders there took it very seriously, giving high praise to your case-solving capabilities."

"They believe that aside from the crucial role played by Jiang An, the entire criminal investigation team deserves full credit."

"The Ministry has decided to award you the collective First-Class rit for the Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Team!"

"Collective First-Class rit?!"

Mr. Ma abruptly shot up from his chair, his voice changing tone.

"My goodness, did I hear that right?"

He simply couldn’t believe his ears.

As an experienced detective, he was well aware of the significance of a collective First-Class rit.

In his career, the only ti he received a collective First-Class rit was during a brutal anti-drug operation, at the cost of two comrades’ lives.

And this ti, all the officers were unhard, winning such an honor just by solving three cases!

There was a mont of silence on the other end of the phone before Mr. Ma realized he had lost his composure.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his excitent, and cautiously asked: "Mr. Wang, you’re not joking with , are you?"

Mr. Wang laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Mr. Ma, how many years have we known each other?"

"Can I joke about such matters? I’m notifying you now."

"First, to let you rejoice in advance, and second, to urge you to prepare the application materials promptly."

"Okay, okay!"

Mr. Ma nodded continuously, as if the other party could see him, and his voice trembled slightly.

Mr. Wang continued to remind: "The material requirents are high this ti."

"Apart from this case, there must be other classic cases in Jiangcheng."

"Understood! Understood! Mr. Wang, rest assured, we’ll do our utmost!"

Mr. Ma assured with a pat on his chest.

"Alright, that’s it then."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Ma stood motionless, his heart pounding, blood rushing.

He slowly walked to the window, opened it, and suddenly felt today’s sunlight was exceptionally bright, warm on his body.

The bird songs outside the window also seed extraordinarily lodious, as if cheering for this good news.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling light as if stepping on clouds.

Quickly, he reached over to the old desktop telephone on his desk and skillfully dialed Mr. Li’s number.

Once the call connected, Mr. Li’s steady voice ca through the receiver: "Hello, Mr. Ma?"

"Mr. Li, co to my office for a bit."

Mr. Ma spoke with a relaxed tone but with a hint of mystery.

"Mr. Ma, is there a work assignnt?"

Mr. Li keenly sensed sothing hidden in the director’s words.

"It’s not about work matters; it’s good news."

Mr. Ma paused and added, "By the way, bring Zhang Chao along; this is a major affair for your criminal investigation team!"

"A major affair? What exactly is this about?" Mr. Li’s curiosity was thoroughly piqued.

The phone carried Mr. Ma’s hearty laughter: "Don’t rush to ask so many questions, you’ll know when you co."

After hanging up, Mr. Li’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

He took a deep breath, striving to calm his inner excitent.

His years of detective intuition told him this was definitely a montous piece of good news.

He quickly walked to the door of Zhang Chao’s office next door, raised his hand, and knocked three tis.

"Mr. Zhang, let’s go. Mr. Ma wants us to co over. Says there’s sothing important."