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, very lively and prosperous. Even at this time, the vehicles on the road are coming and going non-stop, and there are many young people walking on the road.
Staggering, laughing and playing, it looks like a prosperous and prosperous time.
"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 he encounters his enemy Zolo Song in northern Myanmar, how to deal with it will be a problem.
As a police officer, it is natural to enforce the law, but after all, Zhu Yiba was a soldier, 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 impossible to say that I am not worried. Fortunately, the phone call can still be connected, and the beeping sound in the receiver indicates that the phone is still charged, and at least the person is not dead.
die.
This word suddenly popped out of his mind, making 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 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 last banquet, if we go over there next, we won’t have 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, but he has never been under financial pressure since he was a child. On the first day of work, he goes to the public compound and drives into a luxury car worth millions, without feeling at all.
How to write the word low-key.
According to his nonsensical explanation, if he drives a car that costs over one million, others will be jealous and jealous, and then they will try to get behind his back. But if he can achieve a level of consumption that no one can reach in his life,
Then everyone will only respect you.
What the hell kind of theory is this? But what Chen Shu heard at the time actually seemed to make some sense.
What is even more enviable is that everyone in the unit, from the top boss to the old janitor, is kind and kind to Chen Chuan. Without him, his ability and the big antenna on his head, he is really...
Nothing goes wrong.
For Chen Chuan himself, he has no ambition, and lying down is the core of his work. There is no competitiveness in this way, and a person who is willing to spend money to treat guests on weekdays is even more convinced by his colleagues that he is a god-like figure.
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"You guys eat first, just leave some for me." They were all brothers. Chen Shu replied casually without concealing the tiredness 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.
"Ha...haha! I won! I said this workaholic must not have eaten, but you still don't believe it! Drink! Drink! Lao Zhu, you promised to blow the bottle, don't lie!"
"Brother Chuan, senior brother hasn't said that he hasn't eaten dinner yet..." A voice from the side interjected with no confidence. Needless to say, it was the younger junior brother Jiang Hai.
"You don't understand. If this guy has had dinner, he will never eat midnight snacks. 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.
It’s over, 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 by 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 is a former border guard armed police officer who came to the border of Yun Province. He is also a sophisticated guy who is not showy.
Although everyone has been together for a long time, commuting to and from work normally, and getting together to drink some wine when they have time, no one thinks that Zhu Yiba is any different from others.
But Chen Shu knew clearly that this guy was not a simple person. He was neither getting married nor returning home. This kind of transfer from the border of Yun Province to the local police in Dongzhou across most of China for no reason was so difficult.
It's quite unusual.
Especially his outstanding performance on the Dongzhou Balcony, the light and hatred that suddenly leaked out of Zhu Yiba's eyes, in Chen Shu's opinion, were actually not much different from those of the special agents in southern Xinjiang.
The revelation of Zorro Song in Northern Myanmar caused Zhu Yiba to have violent mood swings. As a soldier, he generally does not shed tears easily. Obviously, he is a person with a story, and it must be a sad story.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, Chen Shu admires Zhu Yiba for this.
After venting his emotions at the wine table, he returned to normal the next day. Chen Shu was really surprised by his ability to control his emotions.
Comparatively speaking, although Chen Shu looks normal and has been busy working overtime in recent days, Chen Chuan can still see the worries in his head.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have made the call at this time.
At this time, another voice came from the phone, cheerful and a little festive: "Officer Zheng, how can you handle cases harder than our local police? Come back quickly, don't come back, this is so cool
We’re going to drink all the beer.”
Ma Rongcheng is an expert in the provincial department’s traces. He has been working as a front-line criminal investigator in Yun Province for twenty years and has solved countless major cases. What kind of monsters and monsters have not been seen in Yun Province? Now he is assigned to the provincial department’s anti-fraud department.
The task force specializes in northern Myanmar.
I don’t know if Yun Province’s task force is really so idle, or if it just happened to be so idle during this period. Anyway, Chen Shu can always see this old colleague whenever he has something to do.
According to his own words, he had a similar appetite with Chen Shu and others, so he came over to exchange work experiences and experiences during work breaks, which was a positive effect.
What Chen Shu couldn't figure out was how this exchange of work ended up being an exchange of drinks?
Fortunately, these people were good at drinking. Even though they got drunk every time and even Ma Rongcheng slept in the hotel, they didn't cause any problems in the end.
"Okay, okay, horse expert, I'll be there soon."
Well, I am going to northern Myanmar with such a group of people.
Secretary Chen took a long breath, and at this last point, he actually felt more relaxed.