Hello, Prosecutor
Author: Su Shi
Chapter 1
Time: July 2nd, Monday, 7:30 AM.
Location: People’s Procuratorate of the Northern District, City B
Characters? Well, the character is confirmed to be the person standing at the entrance of the procuratorate.
Old Wu, the concierge, watched as the woman in front of him had been standing there for almost ten minutes without much movement. “Strange, what’s she doing? Seeking justice or reporting a crime? Just standing there isn’t going to solve anything.” Unable to contain his curiosity, Old Wu leaned out and asked, “Comrade, can I help you?”
A large sun hat covered half of her face, making it hard to see her features clearly. She snapped out of her thoughts, licking her chapped lips, “Uh, sir, could you tell me which floor the Reporting Center is on?”
So, she was indeed here to report something. No wonder she was dressed so heavily. Old Wu pointed to the building behind him, “Second floor, turn left, there’s a sign.”
“Thank you.” She checked her watch and sighed softly, thinking, well, what’s coming will come eventually.
Watching her back as she walked away, Old Wu pondered, “Could there be a big case coming up? This procuratorate isn’t a quiet place, it’s as chaotic as a police station.”
Entering the main building, she finally removed some of her gear. Strands of hair stuck to her forehead; she wiped her face, “Ugh, all sweat.” Muttering to herself, she was about to look for the stairs when her phone rang. Seeing the number on the screen, her face almost contorted.
Answering with a heavy press on the call button, she heard a sharp female voice screeching, prompting her to quickly move the phone away from her ear. “Hello! Hello! Tao Le, why aren’t you answering? Have you arrived yet?”
“Oh, mom, do you really need to call every three minutes? Are you worried I’ll get kidnapped or something?”
She couldn’t stand her mother’s overbearing attitude; anyone unaware would think she had committed a crime and needed constant supervision. “Enough with the chatter, are you at the procuratorate?”
“I’m here, I’m about to go up.” If it weren’t for your call, she thought.
