After this murder case that inexplicably hit the door on the first day of recuperation and vacation, Chen Shu and Zhu Chaoran naturally lost interest in going to nightclubs to drink. In the next few days, they all followed the situation honestly.
The old comrades here gathered in a small shop on the roadside, eating seafood and drinking some hard wine.
Chen Chuan, on the other hand, basically stayed in the hotel and slept soundly during the day. When he got up in the evening, he would put on a small suit and look exquisite and handsome. As soon as the night came, he immediately disappeared.
A proper little prince of nightclubs.
It is said that he went to the same H bar in the next few days.
Zhu Chaoran once bluntly stated his heavy taste, but Chen Chuan unexpectedly laid out a big theory seriously.
It is said that domestic bars are crazy about making money. They are all about drinking. The disco stage is too small and frivolous, as if they are afraid that customers will stay on it and dance all night without drinking. The layout is too small.
Unlike a purely Korean bar like H Bar, the entire first floor is a dance floor. This is the essence and soul of the nightclub. It’s better to go to a roadside stall to drink! It’s better to want a woman than...
Chen Shu shrugged and closed the hotel door for them.
Hey, the people living next door are all colleagues from the bureau. He really can't afford to be embarrassed like this.
It was finally the last day of recuperation, and the three of them were sitting in the terminal chatting.
Zhu Chaoran looked at Chen Shu seriously: "Brother Shu, I think your death physique is well-deserved. Wherever you go, you are a crime scene or a murder case! Cowhide PLUS! By the way, don't take me with you next time you go on a business trip, Fat Brother
I can't stand being scared."
Chen Chuan became happy when he heard this, and said in a bullish voice: "Fat man, you have to hang out with me from now on. I tell you, technical detectives like us, don't think that we just stay in the unit tinkering with high-tech equipment.
Assign detective.
In fact, sometimes we have to go on business trips with the criminal police! But I am more popular, so when the boss hands out cases, I can pick and choose those who have good connections."
Chen Shu squinted his eyes and said mockingly: "When you said 'pick something' just now, you didn't mean to pick the photos of the person involved, right?"
Chen Chuan winked: "Shu, you still understand me. Then you must choose a beautiful woman to go there. Are you going to accompany the criminal investigation uncles? Everyone is busy now, how can you have time to deal with these useless things, right?"
Chen Chuan talks a lot about cheating, but his comments about criminal police are also appropriate.
In the eyes of the public, a criminal police officer should have a neat uniform, a strong body, holding a pistol, handsomely rushing into the criminal's den, shouting "Don't move", "Get down", and then simply and neatly kill the person.
take away.
The onlookers must have turned their heads to look at him with approval and admiration.
In reality, the appearance of a criminal police officer is actually more like that of an uncle who lives at the bottom of society: he has dark circles under his eyes caused by working overtime every day, a chicken coop and a ragged beard, and his overall appearance is slovenly. However, there are advantages, because in his daily work, he has to coax into committing crimes.
The suspects and the prosecutor's office, so they are very good at talking, but if they talk too much, they will give people the impression of being glib.
Zhu Chaoran's eyes widened: "Brother Chuan, you are enjoying your job too much. But having said that, it is tiring to go out with the criminal police to arrest people, and it is also dangerous!"
Chen Chuan "cut" and said: "They will arrest the people themselves, and I will be responsible for debugging the machine. In the rest of the time, you can eat and drink local specialties, which is not a great feeling."
It's nothing like the death case we encountered this time. I had to do all the running up and down in person, which really made me exhausted."
Chen Chuan's words reminded everyone of the murderous night four days ago. Zhu Chaoran suddenly became a little irritable: "Brother Shu, you said they were all roommates in the same dormitory, why did they kill?"
Chen Chuan, who was originally lively and energetic, also fell silent.
Several colleagues who were also sitting in the waiting hall seemed to hear something, and now they turned their heads and looked over.
It's really inappropriate to talk about this in broad daylight.
After all, it's all over.
Hey, girl!
Chen Shu took a deep breath, forced a smile and joked: "Fat man, it's just your loud snoring. When you go back, you must thank your roommate for not killing him."
...
After the plane landed, Zhu Chaoran said hello to everyone and went to the bus stop to get on the bus.
Although it was a vacation, Chen Shu felt a little tired after being out for four or five days. He thought about going home early to soak his feet and read a book to rest his mind, so that he could return to the battle at the police station tomorrow.
But Chen Chuan, who knew how to get into trouble, said "You're still suspended" and hit him so hard that he couldn't get any energy out of him.
Then Chen Chuan followed Chen Shu to his house for various reasons.
The two of them stopped by the market to buy some food.
Chen Chuan looked around curiously in the market, touching the dead fish padded with ice on the stall here, rubbing and soaking the live shrimp in the water tank there, having a great time.
Chen Shu, who was carrying a few bags of vegetables next to him and watching Chen Chuan play in the world, shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Chen, let's go home for dinner."
"Okay, okay. I'll be right back." Chen Chuan shook off the water on his hands, smiled at the stall owner, and the gentle sunshine healed him, then waved and followed Chen Shu away.
The stall owner was a woman in her thirties. When Chen Chuan, the leader, stood in her stall and played with shrimps and fish with his slender white hands, she knew that the handsome boy in front of her must have a wealthy family. At first glance, he had never been here before.
Food market or people who have worked in the kitchen.
She turned to the middle-aged woman at the stall next to her and started chatting: "You said this person is really incomparable. Sometimes you know that the other person is a rich man and you feel uncomfortable, but you really look at the fair and fair person.
Jing is very polite to us, which makes me feel very comfortable."
"What are you thinking about? All the dishes are sold out today? Hurry and greet the customers!"
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Evening, Jiefang Street, Chanyun Commercial Building
In the kitchen, Chen Shu stir-fried green vegetables in a pan. There were three plates of prepared dishes on the counter next to him, including fried pork with green pepper, steamed small yellow croaker and cooked pig ears.
Chen Chuan was sitting in the living room, holding the remote control and flipping through the programs on the TV. Sometimes it was a movie, and sometimes it was a variety show. He had obviously selected it for more than half an hour, but he still couldn't decide which one to watch.
.
Throwing away the remote control, Chen Chuan patted his clothes and got up and walked to the kitchen.
He leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, watching Chen Shu skillfully prepare tonight's meal, and suddenly felt unbearable.
He insisted on following Chen Shu here today. He did have two things to tell Zhu Chaoran that were inconvenient to mention in front of him, and both of them were bad news.
Let's drink away the sorrow, maybe Chen Shu will feel better.
"Why."
Chen Chuan sighed, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a can of beer.
"What kind of cold beer do you want to drink in the winter? You can go to the storage room. There are beer, red wine and so on. You can choose it yourself." Chen Shu, who had his back to Chen Chuan cooking, heard the sound of clanking behind him and said casually.
said.
The wanton young man opened the bottle of beer with a click, raised his head and took a few gulps.