"Secretary Tang, may I have a word with you?" Zhang Wenhui stood next to the large lion statue at the entrance of the City Committee.
Tang Yumeng glanced at Zhang Wenhui with a slight surprise. She encountered many petitioners at the City Committee every day, and had thought he was another petitioner, not expecting it to be Zhang Wenhui. She smiled and said, "Captain Zhang, what is it you need?"
"Indeed, there is a matter," Zhang Wenhui nodded and said, "It is about Lin Chuan."
"Lin Chuan, what's happened to Lin Chuan? Where is he now?" Tang Yumeng blurted out upon hearing this. However, she quickly realized she might have seemed too anxious and took a breath to compose herself, saying, "Lin Chuan didn't come to work today, so I... is something wrong with him?"
"Indeed," Zhang Wenhui nodded, "He has been detained by the Huai Mountain South Road police station."
"Why?!" Tang Yumeng's calm heart jumped once more.
