Li Xiangyang arrived at the Public Security Bureau and went to Yang Dingbang's office. He saw him hunched over his desk writing and knocked on the door. "Captain Yang, still busy?"
Yang Dingbang looked up, saw him, and stood up with a smile. "Come on in. When did you get back?"
Li Xiangyang smiled. "Yesterday afternoon. I thought you were away on another business trip."
Yang Dingbang poured him a cup of boiled water, sat down, and leaned back in his chair, looking at him. "I just got back this morning. Still writing up my report!"
Li Xiangyang placed the piece of braised meat, wrapped in a vegetable leaf, on his desk. "As soon as I got back, the old man told me someone had caused trouble at my shop. And today, I found this in Little Lan's yard."
Yang Dingbang unwrapped it, looked it over, and sniffed it. "Rat poison. Someone tried to poison Wangcai?"
Li Xiangyang nodded. "This is the second time. Last time, Wangcai barked so fiercely he scared them away."
