Police Chen Shu

After the inexplicable murder that hit the door on the first day of the recuperation vacation, Chen Shu and Zhu Chaoran naturally lost the interest in going to nightclubs to drink. In the next few days, they all honestly followed the old comrades in the bureau to gather in small roadside shops, ate seafood and drank a few hard wines.

As for Chen Chuan, he basically slept soundly in the hotel during the day, and when he got up in the evening, he put on a small suit, dressed exquisitely and handsomely, and disappeared immediately at night.

Proper nightclub little prince.

It is said that he went to the H bar in the next few days.

Zhu Chaoran once spoke bluntly about his heavy taste, but Chen Chuan did not expect Chen Chuan to present a set of big theories in a serious manner.

It is crazy to say that domestic bars want to make money, and the shops are purely drinking. The disco stage is too petty, for fear that the guests will dance on it all night without drinking, and the layout is very small.

Unlike H Bar, which is a pure Korean bar, the entire first floor is a dance floor. This is the essence and soul of a nightclub. It's better to go to a roadside stall than to drink! I'd rather have a woman

Chen Shu shrugged and closed the hotel door for them.

Hey, the people who live next door are all colleagues from the bureau, he really can't afford to lose face.

It was finally the last day of recuperation, and the three of them were sitting in the waiting room and chatting.

Zhu Chaoran looked at Chen Shu very seriously: "Brother Shu, I think your reputation as a god of death is well-deserved. Everywhere you go is a crime scene, or a murder case! Cowhide PLUS! By the way, don't take me on a business trip next time, fat brother I can't stand being scared."

Chen Chuan was overjoyed when he heard this, and said in a bully voice: "Fatty, you have to hang out with me in the future. Let me tell you, like our technical detectives, don't think that you just stay in the unit and tinker with high-tech equipment With detective.

In fact, we sometimes have to go on business trips with the criminal police! But my popularity is relatively good. When the leader sends a case down, I can still pick and choose, and only go to those who have a good relationship. "

Chen Shu squinted his eyes and said mockingly: "The 'picking' you said just now, didn't you mean picking the photos of the parties involved?"

Chen Chuan winked: "Book, you still know me. Then you must pick a beautiful woman to go there. Could it be that you are accompanying the criminal investigators who pick their feet? Everyone is busy now, so there is no time to deal with these things, right?"

Chen Chuan ran the train with his mouth full, but his comments on the criminal police were also apt.

The criminal policeman in the minds of the masses should be a well-dressed uniform, a strong figure, holding a pistol, handsomely rushing into the den of criminals, shouting "Don't move" and "Get down for me", and then simply and neatly put the person on the ground. take away.

The onlookers must give their heads approving and admiring eyes.

In reality, the appearance of the criminal policeman is actually more like an uncle at the bottom of the society: dark circles under the eyes, chicken nests and Raza's beard caused by overtime every day, and the overall appearance is sloppy. But there are also advantages. Because I have to coax criminal suspects and the procuratorate in my daily work, I am good at talking, but if I talk too much, it will give people the feeling of glib.

Zhu Chaoran's eyes widened: "Brother Chuan, you enjoy this job too much. But having said that, going out with the criminal police to arrest people is also tiring and dangerous!"

Chen Chuan "cut": "They will arrest people by themselves, and I will be responsible for debugging the machine. In the rest of the time, you can also eat, drink and drink local specialties, which is not so cool.

It's not like the death case we encountered this time. I had to come up and down all the time. I was really exhausted. "

Chen Chuan's words reminded several people of the murderous night four days ago, and Zhu Chaoran suddenly became agitated: "Brother Shu, you said they are all roommates in the same dormitory, why did they kill people?"

Chen Chuan, who was alive and kicking, also fell silent.

A few colleagues who were also waiting in the waiting hall seemed to have heard something, and now they also turned their heads and looked this way.

It's really not suitable to talk about these in broad daylight.

It's all over after all.

Hey girl!

Chen Shu let out a heavy breath, forced a smile on his face and joked, "Fatty, it's just your loud snoring. When I go back, I have to thank my roommate for not killing me."

After the plane landed, Zhu Chaoran greeted everyone and went to the bus stop and left.

Although it was a vacation, but he had been away for four or five days, Chen Shu felt a little tired, thinking about going home early, soaking his feet and reading a book to refresh himself, so that he could rejoin the battle at the police station tomorrow.

But when something happened, Chen Chuan said "you're still on suspension" and beat him so hard that he couldn't get up.

Then Chen Chuan found various reasons and followed Chen Shu to his house.

The two stopped by the market to buy some food.

Chen Chuan looked around curiously in the vegetable market, touching the dead fish on the stalls covered with ice, and rubbing the live shrimp in the water tank there, having a great time.

Carrying a few bags of vegetables beside him, Chen Shu, who watched Chen Chuan play in the world, shook his head helplessly; "Young Master Chen, go home for dinner."

"Okay, okay. I'll come right away." Chen Chuan threw off the water sticky on his hands, smiled at the stall owner, and the gentle sunshine healed him again, then waved his hands and followed Chen Shu away.

The owner of the stall is a woman in her thirties. When Chen Chuan stood at her stall and played with shrimps and fishes with his slender white hands, she knew that the handsome boy in front of her must have a rich family. She had never been here before. The market or people who have been in the kitchen.

She turned her head and chatted gossip to the middle-aged woman in the booth next to her: "You say this person is really incomparable. Sometimes you know that the other party is a rich man and you feel uncomfortable, but you really look at him. Jing, and she is very polite to us, and I feel very comfortable in my heart."

"What are you thinking? Today's dishes are sold out? Hurry up and greet the guests!"

In the evening, Jiefang Street, Chanyun Commercial Building

In the kitchen, Chen Shu stir-fried vegetables in a frying pan, and there were three dishes of ready-made dishes on the counter next to him, namely stir-fried pork with green peppers, steamed small yellow croaker and cooked pig ears.

Sitting in the living room, Chen Chuan held up the remote control and flipped through the programs on the TV. There were movies for a while, and variety shows for a while. He had been choosing for more than half an hour, but he still couldn’t decide which one to watch. .

Throwing the remote control away, Chen Chuan patted his clothes, got up and walked to the kitchen.

He leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, watching Chen Shu deftly handling tonight's meal, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

He insisted on following Chen Shu over today, and he did have two things that were inconvenient to mention in front of Zhu Chaoran to tell him, both of which were bad news.

Let's drink away your worries, maybe Chen Shu can feel better.

"Why."

Chen Chuan let out a long sigh, walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to take a can of beer.

"What kind of cold beer do you drink in winter? You can go to the storage room. There are beer, red wine and so on. You can choose by yourself." Chen Shu, whose back was facing Chen Chuan's cooking, heard the clanging voice behind him, and said casually Said.

The wanton young master opened the beer with a "snap", raised his head and gulped a few mouthfuls.

"My pleasure."