As soon as the phone was turned on, it vibrated non-stop.
Text messages popped up one after another.
Tao Jun glanced at the screen and paused with his fingers.
Article 1, an official transfer order notice from the "Third Brigade of the Anbei City Criminal Investigation Detachment": "Tao Jun, a former serious criminal, has completed his sentence. According to the leadership's instructions, he will be temporarily transferred to the Archives Management Section.
Reporting time: before 14:00 on the day of release. Any overtime will be treated as absenteeism. "
The second message came from an unmarked number: "Welcome back, Brother Chen.
I've saved your old workstation for you. It's behind the filing cabinet. It's quite cool.
——Xiang. "
Tao Jun stared at the word "xiang" and pinched the frame of the phone with his fingers until it squeaked.
His work station.
Three years ago, he was the chief of the physical evidence section. His workstation was near the window, with the best sunlight, and he could see the entire parking lot.
