It's different from other government departments.

Customs is a direct authority.

This means the organizational personnel authority of customs is held by a higher-level customs office.

The superior leadership authority of Ardmore City Customs is Ronan Customs.

It's relatively simpler for customs leaders to be transferred to local work.

However, it's not so easy for local leaders to enter direct institutions; firstly, local organization departments have to release the personnel, and secondly, it requires approval from higher-level customs.

So for Dirk Carter's transfer this time, he needs approval from the Ardmore City Party Committee Organization Department, as well as recognition from Ronan Customs. Within the system, without some connections, it's really hard to achieve.

Helen Fletcher smiled and said, "If you had accepted the Best Trainee award at the time, it might have been easier to transfer you. I really exerted quite an effort."

Hearing this.

Dirk Carter was momentarily stunned and wanted to say something.

Helen Fletcher had already brought a dumpling to his mouth.

He swallowed it in one bite.

Helen Fletcher asked, "Tasty?"

"Tasty."

Dirk Carter nodded and said.

Helen Fletcher smiled faintly and said, "If it's tasty, eat a few more. After tonight, it won't be easy to eat dumplings made by me."

"Helen, aren't you eating?"

Dirk Carter noticed Helen Fletcher was staring at him and didn't seem to have any intention of using chopsticks, so he asked curiously.

Helen Fletcher shook her head and said, "I'm full, you should eat more."

"Alright."

Dirk Carter was not polite.

He devoured the food ravenously.

He finished a large platter of dumplings.

He burped contentedly and lay comfortably on the sofa.

After Helen Fletcher tidied up the table.

She took a notebook from her bag and asked, "Do you remember what you're going to do at customs?"

"Of course I remember."

Dirk Carter sat up and said.

Helen Fletcher handed the notebook to Dirk Carter and said, "I've already done some homework for you in advance. Customs is somewhat different from our local institutions; here are some basic details of a few customs leaders. Study them well; it will be useful for you to establish yourself in the new environment."

Dirk Carter placed the notebook aside.

He asked seriously, "Are you sure you want to do this, Helen?"

"What?"

Helen Fletcher asked.

Dirk Carter paused and said, "You know the smuggling and counterfeit cigarettes are related to your... your husband, and yet you want me to investigate this case. Doesn't that seem wrong?"

Helen Fletcher understood and smiled.

Asked, "Do you think my purpose in doing this is to escape from that family, to escape my husband's control, is that right?"

Dirk Carter didn't hide anything, nodded, and said, "In my view, that's how it is."

Helen Fletcher smiled and said, "It's not surprising. You personally witnessed the humiliation I've suffered, so it's natural for you to think that way. But since you think so, why did you agree?"

Dirk Carter replied with a smile, "Because our acquaintance was coincidental, and besides, this matter is inherently correct. As long as it's right, of course, I'm willing to do it. Moreover, if the outcome of this matter can truly help you, why not?"

"Aren't you afraid I'm using you?"

Helen Fletcher asked.

Dirk Carter said frankly, "I am, especially faced with Templeton Quill's death, which frightens me even more. But if you, a woman, dare to take risks, what is there that I wouldn't dare?"

This remark.

Moved Helen Fletcher somewhat.

For some reason, her eyes reddened.

Dirk Carter felt a bit lost.

He quickly asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

Helen Fletcher shook her head and said, "No, you didn't say anything wrong, it's me... it's my own reason."

After saying this.

She forcefully sniffed her nose.

Said, "Can I tell you a story?"

Dirk Carter nodded.

Helen Fletcher took out a wallet from her bag.

Opened the wallet, and pulled out a very small photo from the compartment, handing it to Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter took the photo and looked.

It was a photo that seemed to have a sense of age.

In the photo are four people, a middle-aged man and woman, especially the middle-aged woman with a foreign-looking face, and a young woman, in her twenties, seemed to be Helen Fletcher in her youth.

At that time, she was even more beautiful than she is now.

Beside Helen Fletcher stood a young man who seemed even younger than her, looking about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"This is my parents, the handsome guy next to me is my brother, Bancroft Fletcher."

Helen Fletcher said.

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "I can see, you look a lot like your father."

"My father is called Benton Fletcher, have you heard of this name?"

Helen Fletcher asked.

Dirk Carter immediately shivered a bit.

Asked, "Benton Fletcher? The one who was wiped out ten years ago?"

Helen Fletcher nodded, sighed deeply, and said, "It's been ten years, a stranger like you still remembers, how could I forget?"

Dirk Carter remembered this name because, ten years ago, the case was too big, too big.

Almost reached a level that shook Serenity State.

Even Stillwater County conducted a large-scale investigation at the time.

Dirk Carter still remembers it vividly.

Benton Fletcher wasn't an ordinary person either; he was Ronan City's Municipal Committee member, Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection at the time.

It's just that Dirk Carter never thought Helen Fletcher was Benton Fletcher's daughter.

It was a rainy night ten years ago.

There was a heavy, heavy rain that night.

The next morning, the rain stopped.

The neighbor next door went out to buy groceries and saw Benton Fletcher lying stabbed multiple times in the muddy ground.

Immediately called the police.

When the police arrived at the scene, they found not only Benton Fletcher had been killed.

There were two other bodies in the house.

After confirming the identities, one was Benton Fletcher's wife, Natalia, and the other was Benton Fletcher's seventeen-year-old son, Bancroft Fletcher.

All three died from multiple stab wounds.

Especially Benton Fletcher, who was stabbed seven times, each wound fatal.

After the perpetrator left.

Benton Fletcher crawled out of his home for help.

Unfortunately, he ultimately lacked the strength and couldn't escape death.

The Fletcher Family's home was ransacked thoroughly at the time, and there was a large amount of property missing, so the police believed it was a burglary.

The suspects left no substantial evidence at the scene, only a four-fingered bloody handprint.

Thus, the police concluded the suspect's left little finger was missing.

After all, the deceased was a provincial capital city leader, and it was a serious matter.

Thus, the Provincial Public Security Bureau issued an investigation order.

Investigating all people with missing fingers across the province.

Hearing this.

Dirk Carter asked, "I recall this case was solved at the time; the suspect hanged himself at home, and the stolen property was found in his house, right?"

Helen Fletcher nodded.

Said, "Yes, but that person wasn't the perpetrator; he was just a chosen scapegoat."

Dirk Carter was stunned, asked, "How do you know?"

Helen Fletcher said, "Because before my father was killed, he told me if he ever died, it would certainly be at Chad Perry's hands."

Chad Perry?

Upon hearing this name.

Dirk Carter shivered once again, asked, "Chad Perry... isn't he your father-in-law?"

Helen Fletcher looked up, looked at Dirk Carter, nodded, and said, "Yes, he is my father-in-law."

When Benton Fletcher died, Chad Perry was Ronan City's Committee member, Standing Committee member, and Deputy Mayor.

The Deputy Mayor carried out a gruesome massacre of a Secretary of Commission for Discipline Inspection, and the victim's daughter eventually married the perpetrator's son—such a plot couldn't even be written in a ridiculous novel.

Dirk Carter swallowed and asked, "Do you have evidence?"

"If I had evidence, I wouldn't have married into their family."

While saying this, Helen Fletcher's expression appeared mournful.

She told Dirk Carter the reason behind it all actually started with tobacco...

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