The Prosecutor Is Accustomed To Waiting For A Rabbit To Hit A Stump - Chapter 7

Chapter 7

“It’s time for me to become independent, otherwise it looks bad that I’m older than you but still taking pocket money.” Yan Han said with a playful grin, not forgetting to shoot a flirtatious wink at her cousin. “Seriously, I want to pursue a career in Hengdian (China’s Hollywood). Lend me some money, treat it as an investment. I’ll pay you back double when I earn it.”

Lin Fan, an extremely pragmatic person, rolled her eyes at her cousin’s daily flights of fancy. “Sis, please, can you just get a real job? ‘Hengdian drifting’ is very tough, it doesn’t suit you.”

“Just lend me some. Auntie suspended my card, and I don’t even have the money to buy trending topics for my brother. I was just bragging, but my pockets are actually empty.”

“That’s what you get for running away from home and causing a fuss.”

Yan Han pouted cutely. “Sis, do you have a dream?”

Lin Fan stared at her, not answering, unsure what trick she was trying to pull.

Without a conversational partner, Yan Han didn’t feel awkward and naturally continued: “You don’t have dreams, but I do. Besides being a fan, I want everyone to see me. I also hope to play good roles that people will remember. I don’t want people to just see my excellent exterior and ignore my rich inner self. Just like you, you must be simple and keep your wealth hidden, or people will only want your money and not you.”

It was all too affected and a bit noisy.

Lin Fan couldn’t hold back and pinned Yan Han down on the massive, expensive leather sofa her father’s favorite.

Lin Fan, the champion of the court system competition, forcefully raised her hand and gently let it fall, patting her cousin’s ample chest. “This isn’t my money. I’m just a small, broken civil servant whose monthly salary is less than eight thousand (Yuan).”

Yan Han fluttered another wink at her. “How is it not your money? Your parents only have you, so it’s all yours eventually. As your cousin, I’ve been freeloading at your house, and it’s time for me to be independent. Just lend me some travel money… Mmm mmm mmm…”

Lin Fan covered her cousin’s mouth and finally felt a moment of peace.

“I’m done debating with you. I’m going to work out. Want to join?”

Yan Han blinked at her, then yanked Lin Fan’s hand away. “No.”

Lin Fan stood up from the sofa. Yan Han immediately reclaimed the position of owner, reclining gracefully on the sofa, her snow-white wrist gently brushing her long hair. With slightly parted red lips, she said, “I’m already perfect enough! I don’t need to work out. Hurry up and go, plain-looking Fanfan.” After saying this, she gave her impressive chest a little thrust.

Lin Fan scoffed and rolled her eyes, but a thought crossed her mind: Compared to that prosecutor, my cousin isn’t that good-looking after all.

As she headed downstairs toward the gym, she heard Yan Han call out again: “Oh, right, Sis! My brother’s web drama is launching tomorrow. Mobilize the enforcement judges around you, and have the enforcement judges mobilize the vast number of applicants and judgment debtors to help me increase the click-through rate.”

“No way. We are a serious institution.”

“My brother’s web drama is a serious web drama too!” Yan Han pouted cutely again.

Lin Fan didn’t bother to respond and went straight to start her strength training.

Her cousin’s parents went to support Xinjiang and tragically lost their lives on that plateau. Since then, her cousin has been raised by the Lin family, becoming another daughter to them.

The Lin family has good feng shui. Lin Fan grew up delicate and sweet, while Yan Han was the big beauty type: slender waist, large chest, long legs, fair skin, curvy figure, and a seductive appearance.

Girls with such looks are often prejudged as airheads, but Yan Han was not.

The main reason was that Father and Mother Lin forced her to study, thinking that if she couldn’t find a job outside, she could help at the company.

Thinking that it couldn’t hurt for a girl to be well-educated, they even had Yan Han pursue a postgraduate degree.

But who would have thought that after finishing graduate school, Yan Han wanted to enter the entertainment industry?

Father and Mother Lin were serious business people, and their impression of the entertainment industry was “chaotic,” so they naturally disagreed.

The two sides had already clashed several times over this matter.

However, these were her parents’ worries. Lin Fan was too busy with her own work and simply didn’t have the energy to manage her cousin.

She counted on her fingers, remembering that tomorrow, besides handling the judicial assistance for the adorable Cheng Wen Nuan, Grandmother Lin’s judicial assistance funds should also be ready.

Sure enough, while eating breakfast in the cafeteria this morning, she ran into her leader, Section Chief Zhang.

Section Chief Zhang took a sip of soy milk, his massive dark circles showing, and instructed, “Lin Fan, the judicial assistance funds you applied for came through. Check when you have time to deliver it.”

“I have to go to the bank this morning, so I’ll take it with me then.”

“Alright. Old lady Lin’s alimony case is indeed quite difficult. If we really can’t enforce it, think about whether there’s another way. You young people have active minds; think hard about how to enforce it effectively.” Section Chief Zhang took another sip of soy milk and frowned.

Section Chief Zhang’s full name is Zhang Mingliang, famous in the Enforcement Bureau as the “Twelve-Day Warrior.” He earned the name because, during a period of solving difficult enforcement cases, he went twelve full days without a proper night’s sleep, enduring twelve days and nights straight.

On the thirteenth day, he successfully worked himself into the provincial hospital emergency room. An ensuing love story also gave the 35-year-old, already balding Comrade Zhang Mingliang the nickname “Matchmaker.”

One of his subordinates went to visit the leader and caught the eye of an emergency room nurse. They got engaged in the first half of the year.

Therefore, the bachelors in the Enforcement Bureau all clamored to get close to Zhang Mingliang, hoping they could also enjoy the blessing of finding a partner.

Besides, if all else fails, Group Two’s Lin Fan and Zhou Ning are still single.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Fan didn’t even have time to warm her seat in the office. She quickly drank some water, grabbed her documents, called the driver Lao Chen, and headed out.

Lao Chen had worked in the Enforcement Bureau for most of his life and was nearing retirement, but he had been looking glum lately.

Lin Fan didn’t notice, as she was busy verifying documents and contacting the execution applicant for the judicial assistance funds. This applicant was Grandmother Lin, a distant relative of Lin Fan’s family, so Lin Fan habitually called her Apo (Grandma) to sound closer.

According to common sentiment, this case was one that deserved divine retribution: a 58-year-old son refusing to support his 85-year-old mother. The poor Grandmother Lin lived in a dilapidated old house without a landline or mobile phone, let alone a bank card.

Grandmother Lin was also immobile, so Lin Fan had no choice but to withdraw the cash herself from the finance department and deliver it to her.

She also had two other cases that needed bank seizures.

Lin Fan was afraid of misjudging the time and making a wasted trip, so she first called the street office worker, asking her to check if Grandmother Lin was home today.

This beautiful office worker was part of the same batch of civil servants as Lin Fan. Initially young and naive, she had developed a crush on the handsome-but-terrible Chen Qian during the new civil servant training.

The more she interacted with him, the more she realized Chen Qian was completely two-faced. Externally, he had single eyelids, a high nose, a cherry mouth, and a well-defined face. Just wearing a simple white shirt, he immediately outshone all the young men from the Procuratorate and Public Security Bureau nearby. And that mouth! That mouth was too powerful.

Extremely narcissistic, he warned the beautiful office worker, who had slightly revealed her admiration, right in front of Lin Fan, who was eating fruit: “You must not fall in love with me. Mortals like you are not worthy of gods like me.”

“Clink!” That was the sound of a maiden’s heart breaking.

The beautiful office worker agreed to help and said, “She’s definitely home. She can’t walk much. But, Lin Fan, can you actually enforce this case? Her son lives in a clean, tidy apartment, leaving his old mother in this tiny ‘coffin room.’ It’s truly infuriating. The main thing is that Grandmother Lin won the lawsuit but can’t get a single penny.”

Her tone carried some suspicion toward the justice system from the people, practically asking Lin Fan: Is that all you’ve got? Is that it?

Lin Fan didn’t say anything, although she had actually arrested the 58-year-old unfilial son once before.

When Grandmother Lin didn’t have money for medicine, she hardened her heart and said she didn’t want this son anymore, demanding a warrant and asking the police to arrest him.

However, issuing a warrant and getting the Public Security Bureau to assist in the arrest requires a coordination fee, which Grandmother Lin didn’t even have money for.

Even the previous lawsuit required her to drag her immobile legs little by little to the court’s filing hall.

The reason she sued was simply that the little rice jar was completely empty.

Lin Fan hated this situation the most, and the elderly and children were who she most wanted to protect. To save the Apo a few hundred Yuan in coordination fees, she decided to use her evening and lunch breaks to stake out the place, thinking the judgment debtor surely had to go home to eat.

Fortunately, her work luck was quite good. On the second stakeout, she saw the 58-year-old judgment debtor, spry as a youth, sauntering home.

Lin Fan stepped forward, ready to show her enforcement certificate, when she saw the old man bolt and run! Whoa! His legs moved swiftly, but who was Lin Fan? A running champion since childhood. She easily grabbed the judgment debtor’s shoulder, but the next thing the old man did was drop his pants!

The old man, seeing Lin Fan was a woman, had a sudden thought and pulled this stunt. Dishonoring his age, he took off all his clothes.

Lin Fan instinctively let go. The judgment debtor became arrogant. He stopped running and swaggered around Lin Fan.

She only took one second to regain her composure. She rushed forward and tackled the old man to the ground. She then borrowed a sheet from the neighbor lady who was collecting laundry and completely covered the judgment debtor.

Just as she was preparing to take him to the detention center, the judgment debtor’s son, returning from gambling, saw his father wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon and wanted to approach. Lin Fan tightly restrained the judgment debtor with one hand and, with the other, pulled out her enforcement certificate from her combat uniform pocket. Her tone was serious: “Look closely.”

The son immediately backed down. He stood far away and yelled at his father: “Dad, just give Grandma the alimony.”

The judgment debtor, muffled inside the sheet, shouted: “I don’t have money!” Then he added, “You cover it for me first. This little b**** is going to send me to the detention center.”

Lin Fan, called a b****, flashed a sweet smile, not angry at all. She just applied a little more force to the hand restraining the judgment debtor. The debtor instantly screamed in agony, “Aargh!! I’m dying! The court is murdering me!”

Lin Fan couldn’t be bothered with him. Judgment debtors who throw tantrums, disregard the law, and act despicable were common; she had seen plenty, and most of them were eventually brought to heel by her.

The son rubbed the back of his head. “How would I have money? Dad, they’ll let you out in a few days anyway. Just go stay for a few days. I have things to do, so I’m leaving first.” With that, the son actually turned and ran away.

This surprised Lin Fan, who couldn’t help but think: The retribution for not supporting one’s elderly mother comes so quickly. Those who fail to provide support will invariably be unsupported by the next generation.

Taking the cursing judgment debtor directly to the detention center, Lin Fan was too lazy to waste words on people like him.

She hated ungrateful scoundrels like this the most. The applicant, Grandmother Lin, had once knelt before the principal several times so this scoundrel could attend school and worked at the factory with a high fever, effectively ruining her own eyes.

Seeing this kind of degenerate, if Lin Fan wasn’t wearing this uniform, she would have severely taught him a lesson long ago.

Alas, wearing this uniform meant she had to be more civilized than civilization itself.

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