Police Chen Shu

Unaware of the dream of spring grass in the pond, and the sound of autumn leaves in front of the steps.

After being injured in the last battery car theft case, Chen Shu rested at home for a period of time, and after he was able to walk slowly on the ground, he was arranged by Zeng Hong to sit on the day shift in the duty hall.

This morning was also a peaceful day. Xiao Wang read the novel on the police forum on the Intranet, and Chen Shu also took out the study materials to prepare for the "Advanced Law Enforcement Qualification Examination".

Zhu Chaoran? No one knows which corner he slipped into again. Xiao Wang secretly boarded the "Glory of the King", but he could see that the status of Zhu Chaoran's game number was "in the game".

"This fat man, he doesn't know where to run to play games!" Xiao Wang muttered.

When handling cases, Zhu Chaoran was never ambiguous. He worked overtime when he needed to, and stayed overnight when he needed to. So Chen Shu didn't care if he was a little lazy when he was free.

A combination of work and rest... He smiled and turned another page,

"Hello. I'm Zheng Tianyou's nephew in the second-hand goods swap market."

Chen Shu raised his head and looked at a familiar little boy behind the reception desk.

"Oh, Lao Zheng's nephew, I recognize you. By the way, what's your name?" Chen Shu stood up and asked the little boy with a smile.

The little boy put his hands on the small high platform at the front desk, but turned his eyes to the side, and said softly: "My name is Xiaoxi. The one behind is Zhou Qiangqiang. We are here..."

After Xiaoxi obediently introduced the two people who came over, she swallowed the rest of the words and didn't say anything.

In fact, Chen Shu had already seen the tall and thin Zhou Qiangqiang standing behind Xiaoxi, but the red hair and the bubble gum that kept popping from his mouth made him a little reluctant to talk to him from the bottom of his heart.

He had a good impression of Xiaoxi, who was lame but still working hard in the shop.

Chen Shu pointed to the rows of seats in the lobby, and said, "Xiaoxi, you go and sit there for a while. Your uncle has contacted me by phone, and I will arrange for someone to pick up the car for you later. Well, it was the last time I talked with you." That fat officer you had a good time talking to."

"Thank you leader!"

Xiaoxi thanked Chen Shu and the others according to his uncle's previous address, quickly withdrew his hands, turned around and walked to the seat at the door.

Zhou Qiangqiang, who was standing behind Xiaoxi before, opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

He couldn't imagine that the official policeman of the police station, who is usually aloof, would be so polite to this lame and thin man. And there was a fat police officer who had a great time chatting with this skinny guy who couldn't say a word!

He watched the policeman in front of him sit directly behind the front desk after explaining the matter to Xiaoxi, and he didn't even look at him at all.

Zhou Qiangqiang, who has been struggling in the society since he was a child, has a good eye and knows when to do what. He also followed Xiaoxi to the door of the duty hall, found a seat, sat down and waited.

Chen Shu glanced at the two people sitting at the door, took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Chaoran.

"Hey, fat man, be careful about deducting points."

When Xiao Wang saw Zhu Chaoran rushing in, he didn't forget to tease him.

Seeing the two people sitting outside, Zhu Chaoran knew that Chen Shu had something to do with him, so instead of confronting Xiao Wang, he trotted to the front desk.

Chen Shu pointed to the outside, and said softly, "Do you have any impression of the old Zheng's nephew in the second-hand goods swap market who races motorcycles?"

Zhu Chaoran looked out again carefully, then turned around and nodded.

Chen Shu said: "Well, you take them to the back parking lot to pick a car and return it to them, whichever they choose. But remember one thing, you must pump out all the oil in the fuel tank of the selected car, and empty it out. Drop it. Let them push it."

Hearing this, Zhu Chaoran looked at Chen Shu with some doubts, but he didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded in response.

He knew that Chen Shu must have a purpose for doing this. Afterwards, he can think about it by himself first, and then ask Chen Shu if he really can't figure it out.

In Chen Shu's eyes, he admired Zhu Chaoran's stability at this time. He continued: "You need to chat more with Boss Zheng's nephew, um, that little boy named Xiaoxi. This kid is a nice guy. When the time comes, wechat messages or something."

"OK."

After Zhu Chaoran agreed, he took people to the parking lot behind the police station.

Xiao Wang listened for a while, and he roughly knew what was going on. Even though he was smart, he kept his mouth shut. Although he continued to read the novel on the computer, he still missed a sentence.

"Brother Shu, why do you need to empty the fuel tank?"

Chen Shu smiled and glanced at Xiao Wang who was sitting aside pretending to be staring at the computer screen, but his ears were pricked up, and said, "Do you think those two boys have driver's licenses?"

In fact, he also knew in his heart that such an operation was a bit unruly. But in exchange for equivalent value, it is still a good deal to let go of a motorcycle or "wild fire" after breaking the serial theft.

The most important thing is that taking this opportunity, it is also helpful for Zhu Chaoran to get in touch with informants and special people.

After more than half an hour, Chen Shu saw the yard from the window next to the duty hall, and Zhu Chaoran was walking in the yard with the other two.

Zhu Chaoran arrived at the entrance of the hall, left the two people pushing the motorcycle and entered the hall, sweating profusely and walking towards Chen Shu.

Chen Shu stood up and walked out slowly to meet him. When the two passed by, he grabbed Zhu Chaoran, turned around and walked towards the door together.

"I've done so many things, so give them away. You have to remember that for people at the bottom of society, respect is often more important than money and pictures."

Zhu Chaoran nodded with a vague understanding, followed and walked out, sending the two people who were pushing the motorcycle out of the police station compound.

Standing on the steps, Chen Shu took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhu Chaoran to light it, and then lit one for himself with his backhand.

He took a few deep breaths before asking, "Should we keep WeChat?"

"Well, I added it. But the red hair next to him also wanted to add me, so I ignored him."

"It's right to ignore him. Different treatment is also a way of respect. By the way, I think you just returned the motorcycle to the two of them. Why didn't you make up a reason for registration or something, and put the ID cards of the two Bring it over and check it out?"

Zhu Chaoran looked surprised: "Brother Shu, do you want to investigate this?"

"Of course. Since we want to accept Xiaoxi as an informant, we must have his personal information. Don't look at how they usually treat you with promises. Once you fail to grasp it, they will drag you into the water at any time, and even bite you back. .”

Zhu Chaoran was startled: "So dangerous? Brother Shu, I think you get on well with that old Zheng?"

"That's what you saw, what everyone thinks, do you know?"

Zhu Chaoran scratched his head, a little confused: "Then how do I face them in the future?"

"Friends, some friends who need our respect but also need to be vigilant. Another point is that the informant must hide in his crotch, and no one can tell, including the leader."

"Brother Shu, it's so dangerous, we don't want to make these friends anymore, shouldn't it be enough for us to take care of our work?"

Chen Shu threw away the cigarette that was about to finish in his hand, and stomped it out.

There is nothing black and white in this society.