Police Chen Shu

It's still the same small restaurant that specializes in mutton and haggis.

The interior decoration of the store is simple, the wooden tables and chairs placed in the lobby show traces of time, and the incandescent lamp above the head makes a chirping sound.

The wall is filled with selfies of guests. It can be regarded as a low-end version of the photo wall, with some photos of the restaurant owner, waiters, and chefs mixed in between.

Business is as hot as ever.

The group arrived late, and there was no room in the lobby. They could only sit together at a temporary plastic table placed next to the door.

The table was not big, and even if Chen Shu and others were crowded together, it seemed a bit cramped. However, looking at the bustling diners in the lobby, everyone's appetites were whetted, and tables and chairs were no longer a problem.

After a while, the waiter brought a steaming pot of mutton.

The mutton in the pot is golden in color, paired with green scallions and red peppers, as well as the perfect mutton-specific mutton flavor that keeps hitting your nose.

The combination of color, fragrance and taste makes people want to stop.

Everyone chatted while eating, and with a few bottles of beer, the atmosphere gradually became warm.

Ma Rongcheng drank tea instead of wine, touched Chen Shu lightly, and said, "Officer Chen is young and promising."

Although he is not in the same province as Chen Shu, Ma Rongcheng is still an expert from the provincial department considering his age. Even if he uses tea instead of wine, he still gives Chen Shu a good impression on the scene.

Chen Shu smiled slightly, expressed his gratitude, and said modestly: "This is all thanks to everyone. If you, the horse expert, had not judged from the shoe prints that there were traces of forgery on the scene at the beginning, nothing would have happened to us later."

Ma Rongcheng took a sip of tea and waved his hand: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. People still say that I'm a detective. After listening to your reasoning this afternoon, I realized that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The ancients are honest and don't bully me. Haha."

Chen Shu said politely: "The reputation of the horse expert has really spread from the grassroots all the way to the provincial government. It is famous. As for us, it's just luck that a blind cat meets a dead mouse."

Ma Rongcheng nodded, then sighed and said: "Today's young people often resort to technical means and have no ideas of their own when handling cases. If this continues, what if those iron knots don't work one day? Wouldn't it be a disaster? When your eyes darken, you can't do anything anymore?

Speaking of the latter, Ma Rongcheng became a little excited: "We can wait for people to come over and repair the machine, but will those criminal suspects wait? By then everyone will have run away!"

Just as Chen Shu was about to say something, he was interrupted by Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan waved the chopsticks in his hand and joked: "If you two keep talking to each other like this in business, all the mutton in the pot will be gone. Eat it quickly!"

Chen Shu and Ma Rongcheng looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Shu said: "Expert Ma, let's start quickly, otherwise the bottom of the pot will be scraped clean by that boy Chen Chuan."

"Okay, let's eat."

"Ha ha."

Time flies by with laughter.

Before Ma Rongcheng left, he pulled Chen Shu and whispered: "Your girlfriend ran away to Burma? Even if you had a quarrel, you shouldn't let a girl go to such a dangerous place. Well, Chen Chuan said that's it It's only a matter of days, so just make a phone call and if something happens, it won't be too late to regret it."

When he first heard the word "girlfriend", Chen Shu was still confused. He didn't even know when he had a girlfriend.

Later, when he heard Ma Rongcheng mention Chen Chuan's name, Chen Shu immediately understood.

This matter is 100% due to the King of Gossip.

He first glared at Chen Chuan who was sitting across from him happily scraping the bottom of the pot. Then he turned around and explained, "Not a horse expert either."

Jingle Bell.

A burst of ringtones rang from Ma Rongcheng's cell phone. He took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at it. He stood up and said hurriedly: "Chen Shu, if you encounter any problems, just call me. You're welcome. Yun Sheng I can still find someone to talk to here. There's something going on at work, so I have to leave first. See you later."

After saying that, Ma Rongcheng picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair and walked out, answering the phone as he walked.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Li!"

"Yes, it's me. No, it's okay!"

"..."

Chen Chuan had a straight face, patted Jiang Hai on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Xiaohai, Teacher Ma takes such good care of you, why don't you give him a ride? You don't understand any rules, go and see Teacher Ma off."

Jiang Hai stopped holding the chopsticks to his mouth and asked doubtfully: "Teacher Ma, won't you answer the phone? Why should I go over there?"

"He takes his calls and you send your people off. Conflict?"

"...There doesn't seem to be any conflict."

"By the way, it's a matter of attitude. Go ahead."

"Okay...Teacher Ma, wait for me!"

During the murder, Jiang Hai, who had always been taught by Ma Rongcheng, stuffed a piece of mutton into his mouth, dropped his chopsticks, and ran out in the same hurry.

As soon as the place became quiet, Chen Shu became a little annoyed and scolded: "Chen Chuan, what kind of girlfriend? Don't talk nonsense. Zhang Yang and me."

"It doesn't matter at all?" Chen Chuan answered, then shrugged, "Come on, brother, don't deceive yourself."

Zhu Yiba and Huang Mao sat quietly on the edge with their noses and noses in mind.

Chen Shu's voice became a little louder and he said seriously: "Chen Chuan, we usually just listen to your nonsense. Why do you talk about everything to the outside world this time? What if the news comes?"

"Heh." Chen Chuan said with an indifferent expression, "We may have to go to Myanmar in a few days. Now, let's not quarrel. It's better to replenish our energy and spirit."

Zhu Yiba kicked Huang Mao who was sitting next to him under the table, and the two stood up and left without saying a word.

Chen Shu took a long breath, a bit self-deprecating: "How could we go to Myanmar?"

Chinese police who want to go abroad must apply to their unit in advance, otherwise they will be stuck in the approval process of the Exit-Entry Administration.

I haven't received any messages from Zhang Yang in the past few days, and my phone calls went through, but no one answered or called back. It would be a lie to say that Chen Shu wasn't worried.

"Hey, what do you mean? If you can go, will you go with me?" Chen Chuan was like a cat that smelled something, leaning his upper body forward on the table, staring at Chen Chuan with sparkling eyes. Book.

Chen Shu acquiesced, silently looking at the sizzling mutton pot in the middle of the table, a little confused.

Yes, Zhang Yang is not his girlfriend.

Why do I keep thinking about her in my heart?

We are all adults and have to take responsibility for ourselves.

But why haven’t I replied to the text messages I sent a few days ago?

Snapped.

Snap.

Four passports that were supposed to be locked in a cabinet in the Dongzhou Public Security Bureau were just thrown in front of Chen Shu, and then a familiar teasing voice sounded in Chen Shu's ears.

"Seeing that you have been so entangled these days, Brother Chuan, my balls are hurting, very much. Hey, the unit approval and entry and exit are all done. If you want to go, we will go."

"By the way, you will receive a call in a few days. Well, you will be transferred to the city bureau's task force to investigate a series of electronic fraud cases in KK Park."

"Haha, it's time to change your name to daddy."

"Hurry up, hurry up~"

Chen Shu suddenly raised his head and saw the other person with his hands on his hips and his chin slightly raised, looking arrogant.

But behind that half-smiling expression, a pair of eyes were as clear as when they first met at the police station.

After a while, Chen Shu picked up the four passports on the table, turned them over in his hands, said "tsk tsk" a few times, and then walked out quickly.

Chen Chuan first raised the corners of his mouth teasingly, then slowly became quiet, watching his leaving figure from a distance.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, slapped his palm on the table, and cursed with a smile: "These turtles have all run away. Just pretend to be woolen and let me pay for it!"

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All love that can be said is superficial. If a person hesitates in his heart but his body rushes towards the other person, it is most likely true love.

Language can never reach the place where love lives. (End of chapter)