Police Chen Shu

Yun Province, Kunming.

At 12 o'clock in the night, Chen Shu, who had just finished working overtime at a temporary borrowed local police office, drove Chen Chuan's newly purchased Horch car back to the hotel.

The night in Kunming is not like night, it is very lively and prosperous. Even at this time, the vehicles on the road were constantly coming and going, and there were many young people walking on the road.

Staggering, laughing and playing, it looks like it's prosperous.

"call."

Chen Shu lowered the car windows on both sides, and a gust of cool night wind blew in, making his bloated head relax a little.

While he slowly turned the leather-textured steering wheel, he was thinking about the information about Zoro Song in northern Myanmar that had been brought out by the previous murder case.

In fact, Chen Shu was still a little absent-minded. On the one hand, it was Zhu Yiba's suppressed emotions that broke out at the banquet a few days ago. This kind of hatred and hatred could be felt by everyone present.

Although Zhu Yiba has recovered now and his conversation is normal, when the time comes, he will encounter his enemy Zolo Song in northern Myanmar. How to deal with it will be a problem.

As a police officer, law enforcement should naturally prevail, but Zhu Yiba had served as a soldier after all, and his brother who carried a gun and worked hard together died at the hands of others. Chen Shu could relate to this feeling.

On the other hand, Zhang Yang, this female reporter with a full personality, really doesn't stop. It has been so many days. She is not answering the phone, not replying to the message, and she doesn't know where she is now.

It is simply impossible to say that you are not worried. Fortunately, the call could still be made, and the continuous beeping sound in the receiver meant that the phone was still charged, and at least the person was not dead.

die.

This word popped out of his mind at once, which made Chen Shu a little bit unable to accept it.

It was this persistence in fairness and justice that attracted him to Zhang Yang in the first place, and this feeling for the public had always been the ideal he held in his heart for a long time.

Right is right and wrong is wrong. When Chen Shu first started working, he knew the difference clearly. But later on, he gradually became moderate and focused on the overall situation.

So, when did he start to become so realistic and yet so compromising?

Suddenly, the phone rang rapidly.

Chen Shu glanced at the phone with the screen lit up. It was his old classmate, Chen Chuan, calling.

"Hey, Shu, are you still in the bureau? Come back quickly. I ordered a lot of late-night snacks, and Zhu Yiba carried two boxes of beer! Now I'm waiting for you to come back and start the whole thing! Hurry up, hurry up! Today But for the final banquet, we went over there and didn’t get to drink it!”

The tone on the other side was as brisk and high-spirited as ever, not at all like Chen Shu's tiredness.

Sometimes Chen Shu is quite envious of this guy. His family is rich and he doesn't know what it looks like since he was a child and has been under financial pressure. On the first day of work, I went to the public compound and drove into a luxury car worth millions. I didn't even think about how to write the word "low-key".

According to his nonsensical explanation, he said that if he drove a car worth over one million, others would be jealous and jealous, and then they would stumble behind his back. But if you achieve a level of consumption that no one can reach in this lifetime, then everyone will respect you.

What the hell kind of theory is this? However, what Chen Shu heard at the time actually seemed to make some sense.

What's even more enviable is that everyone in the unit, from the top boss to the janitor, is kind and kind to Chen Chuan. Without him, his money-making ability and the big, long antenna above his head, he is really invincible.

For Chen Chuan himself, he has no ambition, so lying down is the core of his work. There is no competitiveness in this way, and people who are willing to spend money to entertain people on weekdays are even more convinced by their colleagues that they are like gods.

"You guys eat first, just leave some for me." They are all brothers, Chen Shu replied casually without concealing the fatigue in his tone.

The other side was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a slightly hollow shout. Obviously the speaker was far away from the phone, so the sound received by the microphone was not very clear.

"Hahaha! I won! I told you that this workaholic must not have eaten, but you still don't believe it! Drink! Drink! Lao Zhu, you promised to blow the bottle, but don't lie!"

"Brother Chuan, senior brother hasn't said that he hasn't eaten dinner yet." A voice from the side interrupted with no confidence. Needless to say, it was his junior brother Jiang Hai.

"You don't understand. If this guy has had dinner, he will never eat a midnight snack. Otherwise, after working as a beast in the police station for so many years, he can still have such a stunning figure? I said Lao Zhu, drink quickly Okay, why are you still dawdling?"

"Oh, it's just one bottle, what else is there?"

Listening to the fight on the other side, Chen Shu still felt a little warm in his heart.

Others may not know it, but Chen Chuan, as an old classmate, naturally understands what Chen Shu is worried about, and this playful phone call is actually a source of comfort between men.

I think back then, this guy was still regarded as extremely unreliable in the eyes of others. Regardless of the seriousness of the incident, he secretly carried the heavy mobile phone signal search box in the detachment and followed him to northern Myanmar to find people.

And the last guy who blows the bottle, a former border guard armed policeman who came from the border of Yun Province, is also a sophisticated guy who doesn't show off his skills.

Although everyone has been together for a long time, commuting to and from get off work, and getting together to drink some wine when they have time, no one thinks that Zhu Yiba is different from others in any way.

But Chen Shu knew that this guy was not simple. He was neither getting married nor returning to his hometown. This kind of transfer from the border of Yunnan Province across half of China to the local public security of Dongzhou without any reason was unusually difficult.

Especially the outstanding performance on the balcony of Dongzhou, the brilliance and hatred in Zhu Yiba's eyes, in Chen Shu's opinion, were actually not much different from those of the special detectives in southern Xinjiang.

The revelation of Zorosong in northern Myanmar this time caused Zhu Yiba's violent emotional fluctuations. As a soldier, he generally does not cry easily. Obviously, he is a man with a story, and it must be a sad story.

However, Chen Shu admired Zhu Yiba for this.

After venting his emotions at the wine table, he returned to normal the next day. This ability to control emotions really surprised Chen Shu.

In comparison, although Chen Shu looked normal and was busy working overtime in recent days, Chen Chuan still saw that he was full of worries.

Otherwise, he would not call at this time.

At this time, another voice came from the phone, cheerful and somewhat festive: "Officer Zheng, how come you are more hardworking than our local police when it comes to solving cases. Come back soon, otherwise we will drink up all the cold beer."

Ma Rongcheng, an expert in traces of the provincial department. He has worked in the front-line criminal investigation in Yunnan Province for 20 years and solved countless major cases. What kind of monsters and demons has he not seen in Yunnan Province? Now he has been transferred to the anti-fraud task force of the provincial department, specializing in northern Myanmar.

I don’t know if the task force in Yunnan Province is really so idle, or it just happened to be so idle during this period. Anyway, Chen Shu can always see this old colleague no matter what he does.

According to his own words, he and Chen Shu and others have a good taste. Taking advantage of the gap between work, he came to exchange work experience and experience together, which is a positive effect.

What Chen Shu couldn’t understand was that this exchange of work ended up exchanging drinking capacity?

Fortunately, these people were good at drinking. Although they got drunk every time, even Ma Rongcheng had to sleep in the hotel, they didn't cause any problems in the end.

"Okay, okay, Expert Ma, I'll be there soon."

Well, we're going to northern Myanmar with such a group of people.

Secretary Chen let out a long sigh. At this point, he felt a little more relaxed. (End of this chapter)