Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 151 Xiaolin's Affairs
Early that night, in the deputy director's office on the third floor of Zhongshan Police Station
The group returned to the station from the temporary checkpoint. Their usual company-funded late-night snack was canceled because of the disturbing and nauseating scene of the murder.

Chen Shu sent Zhu Chaoran to the dormitory to rest, but left Xiao Lin from the plainclothes team behind.

The police light project, which was originally scheduled to end at 11 p.m., was delayed until after 2 a.m. due to an unexpected situation.

During these few hours of impromptu overtime work, Chen Shu secretly observed Xiao Lin several times. Xiao Lin's serious work performance and uncomplaining attitude made him reconsider the matter of Xiao Lin taking on two jobs that Xiao Lin had previously proposed.

Chen Shu took out a cigarette from his shirt pocket and tossed it to Xiao Lin: "It's already past two o'clock. We should be heading out to deliver the milk soon, right? We don't have much time to sleep. Why don't you chat with me for a bit?"

Kobayashi smiled憨厚ly, took the cigarette, and lit it.

Chen Shu casually asked, "How much money can you make delivering milk for a month?"

"There's no guaranteed base salary. The boss gives you a dollar for every bottle you deliver. Generally, you can earn a little over two thousand a month."

"Logically speaking, this one dollar is not a high amount. Sometimes you encounter people living in high-rise buildings without elevators, and climbing the stairs can be exhausting."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. But sometimes we're lucky, and there are several customers in a whole neighborhood or even a single building, which is very convenient." Xiao Lin grinned, not feeling that it was hard work at all.

Chen Shu affirmed Xiao Lin's character, describing him as an optimistic person who could endure hardship.

"But you take a dollar from every delivery, and then there's the manufacturer's production, raw materials, transportation, storage, and middlemen. How much do you sell this milk for?"

Xiaolin thought for a moment: "Eight yuan a bottle, shelf life is three days. The shorter the shelf life of this kind of milk, the more expensive it is."

Chen Shu nodded in agreement.

Time flew by, and before long it was 2:30. Xiaolin said goodbye and left.

Knowing that Xiao Lin earned 2,000 yuan delivering milk, Chen Shu pondered for a while and felt that Yan Chenxi's overtime pay for the auxiliary police should not be less than 2,500 yuan. He couldn't let his team members suffer losses.

Relaxed, Chen Shu rubbed the faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, got up and lay down on the long sofa by the door. He turned off the light, planning to make another trip to the grid tomorrow morning to have a good chat with that arrogant little official fan.

Let's see if we can come up with a win-win solution!
Mentioning this grid reminds me of Zheng Tianyou's KTV.

Sigh, I'll have to make time to go see him tomorrow.

And the reimbursement from the police security department is still pending!
Chen Shu rolled over, feeling that there was never enough time to finish this task.

A WeChat notification sounded.

Chen Shu, who had been busy for a day and a night, ignored it, closed his already extremely heavy eyelids, and fell asleep instantly.

In my dream, the faceless female corpse suddenly crawled out.
Holding his left leg,

Looking up at that dark, hollow face,

Although she had no mouth, you could sense that she was speaking in a hoarse voice.

At last,
With a swish, it slipped into his trouser leg!
Chen Shu suddenly sat up.

He touched the fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead and realized it was just a nightmare. He squinted at the window, which he had forgotten to close the curtains with last night.

It was already early morning, and a few scattered noises could be heard coming from the courtyard outside the window.

Chen Shu estimated that he had slept for four or five hours. He sat up, rubbed his face with both hands, and then took his toiletries and went to the bathroom.

After cleaning himself up, he changed into his freshly washed police uniform and went to the cafeteria on the first floor to eat a bowl of pork rib noodles. Before leaving, he took a banana.

After finishing breakfast, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning. Considering that Zhu Chaoran had also worked overtime until the early hours of the morning last night, I didn't go to wake him up. Instead, I went to the front desk to get the keys to my Santana and drove to the Liming Grid Service Center.

While waiting at a traffic light, I opened my phone and scanned the work group and personal WeChat of the Zhongshan Institute. I found a WeChat message sent by Xu Chaofan of the Dongming Institute in the early hours of this morning.

"The murder weapon, a stone about the size of two palms, was found in a corner of the yard."

The stone, about the size of two palms, wasn't very big or heavy. The murderer simply tossed it into the yard without taking it away from the scene.

But there's a reservoir just a few hundred meters away! You could just throw it there and nobody would know.

The deceased was a petite woman who was only about 1.5 meters tall. Judging from the fact that the murderer dragged her into the room, the murderer was probably not very strong and was of a petite build.

Chen Shu tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, habitually recalling the numerous footprints on the dusty floor inside the main house at the time.

Body shape and height can be calculated based on footprints, and then eliminations can be made one by one among the deceased's acquaintances...

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The car behind waited a long time, and a series of honks blared down its horn.

Chen Shu was startled and quickly stepped on the clutch and pulled the handbrake, focusing on driving the vehicle towards his destination.

Although it was only Chen Shu's second time visiting the Dawn Grid, for some reason, whenever he thought of the well-equipped and fully-equipped police station in the grid, he naturally regarded it as his own unit.

Of course, Yan Chenxi, the grid leader, is his superior.

If you have any problems, just ask your supervisor!
Xiao Lin's matter will require the help of our grid manager, Yan!
Upon entering the grid manager's office, Chen Shugang had barely sat down and hadn't even spoken when Yan Chenxi launched into a tirade, implying that Zheng Tianyou, who had caused trouble last time, had come again early this morning, although this time his attitude was better and he hadn't done anything in public.

Upon arriving at the grid office, he politely knocked on the door and entered, then dutifully reported the KTV's rectification work to Yan Chenxi. However, the implication was that Yan Chenxi should not punish them in the future.

Chen Shu unceremoniously took the candy from the office, tore it open, and popped it into his mouth, saying, "If there are still problems with the premises, then it must be punished; we can't let personal matters interfere with public affairs. But we also can't arbitrarily deal with things without any basis or reason. You know the current economic situation; doing business these days is really not easy."

Yan Chenxi listened and nodded, thinking to herself that the policeman had a knack for speaking.

However, Chen Shu knew that what he was saying was all nonsense. The key points of this matter were two: first, whether Old Wang from the arts and sports department was serious about handling the case or had ulterior motives; and second, whether Zheng Tianyou's KTV had been properly rectified and whether it had crossed the line.

In fact, who in business hasn't stolen a little bit?
So generally speaking, as long as it's not too outrageous or crosses the line, people usually turn a blind eye.

Chen Shu will have to think about this matter a bit more later. He might have to meet with Lao Wang and Zheng Tianyou and chat for a while.

(End of this chapter)