I Play Dungeons in the Police Station-Chapter 393 - 241: Really? This Happened?

Li Xiang never expected that doing some side job would make him the chief designer.

And it was not something one could refuse.

This left him feeling both like crying and laughing.

Xiang Hui ran to report the matter to the leadership, while he stayed behind, accepting everyone’s adoration.

"Brother Li, Brother Li, please give me more guidance in the future."

"Brother Li, your skills are amazing; it’s an honor to work under you."

"Yes, Brother Li, such amazing software, you actually compressed it to under a hundred megabytes, what is this technique? Can you teach me? I’m so eager to learn."

As a programmer, encountering someone slightly more skilled might make one feel unconvinced internally, but meeting a tech expert leagues ahead makes one bow down swiftly.

"No problem. If anyone has any technical questions, you can ask me, though I can’t guarantee I know everything!"

"Brother Li is too modest, your words are enough."

The atmosphere was harmonious and joyful for a while.

Back in the office, Qian Zhaoping knocked on the door and came in.

"Brother Li, is there anything you’d like me to do?"

"Oh, nothing."

After a while, Qian Zhaoping knocked and came in again.

"Brother Li, is there anything you’d like me to do?"

"Do you have anything to say?"

"I’m fine, but if you don’t give me some task, I feel uneasy."

"Um..." Li Xiang never thought Qian Zhaoping had such an affliction; after thinking for a moment, he said, "Can you get me some water, please."

"Sure."

Hearing that Li Xiang finally assigned him something, he ran out happily.

After leaving the research institute, Xiang Hui went to the provincial office.

His first stop was the Criminal Investigation Bureau, where he found Fan Yonglin.

"Hey, Lao Xiang, aren’t you supposed to be at the research institute? How come you’re free to visit my office?"

"I came for your tea, why, is it a problem to drop by?"

"Not at all, have a seat, I’ll brew you some tea."

Seeing Fan Yonglin brewing tea leaves, Xiang Hui began to inquire about Li Xiang’s background: "Where did you find this Li Xiang?"

Fan Yonglin knew someone as research-obsessed as Xiang Hui wouldn’t visit without a reason, but didn’t expect it to be about Li Xiang. "Li Xiang? What happened? Has he caused trouble at your institute? He is still young, after all..."

He thought Li Xiang was young and transferring him abruptly from the criminal police team to the research institute might not suit him, thinking the leader came to complain. So, he was ready to say a few good words for Li Xiang, but before he could finish, Xiang Hui interrupted:

"No, Director Fan, you misunderstood. This Li Xiang is not ordinary. Where did you find such a person for our institute?"

"We stumbled upon his Skull Restoration Technique by chance. With Professor Liu unwell, I brought him over. Wait, didn’t you already know about this?"

"Of course, I know about this, but you never mentioned he was also a programming expert. Had I known he’s a programming whiz and an expert in Skull Restoration Technique, I’d have recommended him as the chief designer of the institute already."

"Wait, what programming whiz? How did he become the chief designer?"

Fan Yonglin was bewildered; he couldn’t digest it quickly: Was he talking about Li Xiang?

It felt like it, but also not.

"Stop pretending; he’s your guy. You must know his situation best; are you afraid I’m going to take him away? Haha, too late, I know everything. He’s set to be the chief designer, and for any good projects in the future, I’ll recommend him to try out too."

Xiang Hui had a smug look as if he had uncovered Fan Yonglin’s secret.

"Wait, I really don’t know what you’re talking about. What is up with Li Xiang?"

Seeing Fan Yonglin’s expression wasn’t fake, Xiang Hui asked skeptically: "Do you really not know about Li Xiang’s situation?"

"Li Xiang’s situation? I do know!"

He knew Li Xiang’s situation very well. When he was on foreign missions, he was Li Xiang’s main contact. He had to be fully aware of his subordinate’s situation.

"You know? Do you or don’t you?"

Xiang Hui was getting confused by him; one moment he knows, the next he doesn’t—do you or don’t you know about Li Xiang’s situation?

"I know, but I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Fan Yonglin was also feeling clueless; he didn’t know what was up with Xiang Hui today.

He seemed excited but wasn’t making sense, even involving Li Xiang.

Xiang Hui, seeing that Fan Yonglin seemed genuinely unaware, prepared to explain point by point: "Isn’t our institute researching skull digital restoration technology?"

"That I know."

"Su Bohai led a team of over twenty people to develop the core code for a month, but there was a fundamental BUG, requiring a complete redo. Li Xiang, however, only took a week on his own to develop it, and he wrote it better than Su Bohai’s team."

"What? That happened?"

Hearing this, Fan Yonglin was so shocked that his jaw dropped; he didn’t know about this either.

Li Xiang could actually do programming?

This is too unbelievable, right?

"You really didn’t know? I thought you did. Seems the kid hid it well; all these days in the institute he never mentioned it, just stayed in the studio focusing on drawing. If Su Bohai’s team’s program hadn’t encountered issues, he might not have even stepped in."

Saying this, Xiang Hui felt somewhat relieved that Su Bohai’s program had BUGs; otherwise, he wouldn’t have discovered Li Xiang’s talent.

"Li Xiang is indeed not someone flashy, different from other young people. He’s low-key, but everything he does is high-profile."