Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 221 Return to Dongzhou (13th Middle School)

As dawn broke, the rain that had been falling for a day and a night finally stopped.

Perhaps it was because people were reluctant to go out on rainy days that Chen Shu, who had finally had a full night's sleep and was undisturbed by any police incidents, got up from his wooden bed in the police station dormitory and felt very comfortable.

If you have a bad back, you must sleep on a firm mattress. Although he is young and healthy now and can easily do somersaults, it's always good to start taking care of your health early rather than late.

However, now that he's a policeman, health preservation is no longer relevant to him.

After having breakfast in the cafeteria, I strolled around the duty hall on the first floor for a while before returning to my office. I sat on the sofa and smoked for a bit, finally making it to 8:30 for work.

He took out his phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, Fatty, are you awake yet? Time to go to work."

"Okay, let's hurry up and go to the cafeteria to eat. We'll visit a few schools in the area this morning."

"Oh, and remember to change into casual clothes, and don't forget your pants."

Recently, Chen Shu was embroiled in a public opinion scandal involving the police, and as a "celebrity" involved in the case, he was repeatedly ordered by his superiors not to leave his workplace. Little did he know that for Chen Shu, who was used to wandering the streets to find clues and observe the public sentiment, the days of being trapped in the Zhongshan Police Station and Zhengming Branch were more unbearable than being in prison.

Actually, he had been wanting to find out more about the girl he had saved from jumping off the building. Although he could find her family's contact information on the police intranet, he couldn't just call her parents and ask questions directly; that would be too abrupt. Besides, what they needed most right now was a quiet environment.

They can't withstand even the slightest bit of trouble anymore.

Thinking back to the faint scars he had seen on the girl's wrist and her old-fashioned, world-weary words, a knot was planted in Chen Shu's heart. He always felt that there might be an unseen hand behind it all.

Although the police are not omnipotent and should not interfere in matters that should be the responsibility of teachers and parents, it is still worthwhile to take a few tens of minutes during a break from work to stroll around the school area.

"Little book."

Instructor Zeng Hong walked into the office and sat on the sofa, putting his briefcase aside with a playful smile on his face: "I heard from Xiao Wang that you stayed at the station last night and didn't go home? What are you doing sitting in the station all day? Young people should go out more often when they have free time."

Chen Shu was completely baffled.

What's wrong with this instructor today?

You came to the station early in the morning, and without even changing out of your police uniform, you started nagging me?

I'm not even thirty yet, am I?
“There’s no one at home, so it’s not as interesting as being at the station. Xiao Wang and the others were saying last night that they felt much more at ease when I was at the station and on duty,” Chen Shu honestly replied.

Zeng Hong looked at him with exasperation: "You bring food to the institute every day, whether you have something to do or not, of course they feel at ease! Take some time this morning to get a haircut and take better care of yourself! I just don't know what Teacher Zhang sees in you."

Chen Shu's eyes widened, his face full of question marks: What's going on?
Zeng Hong grabbed the handbag and walked out of the house: "Teacher Zhang is bringing people over to record a program this afternoon, so you should prepare well. Remember to spend more money on your hair, and don't go to Old Li's place again for a haircut that looks like it belongs to an old man with a middle-aged man."

"I find that place old-fashioned, I don't know why you always go there." Zeng Hong muttered, shaking his head and sighing as he walked out of the office.

Chen Shu raised his hand, saying "I have something to do this afternoon," but before he could finish speaking, he was already left alone in the office, his lonely figure already gone.

At 11:00 AM, on Zhifang Road, next to the 13th Middle School of Dongzhou City

Two young men, who looked nowhere near the age of the students' parents, squatted on the sidewalk not far from the school gate, staring at the gate, puffing out cigarettes one after the other.

The fatter one asked, "Brother Shu, what are we doing here? Picking up your kid?"

The man known as "Brother Shu" is none other than our beloved new-era "internet celebrity" police officer, Chen Shu.

"Get out!" Chen Shu was furious. He had originally found out through the police intranet that the high school the girl who jumped to her death attended was No. 13 Middle School. He figured that since such a thing had happened to a student at the school, it must be a poorly managed school.

It's expected that around the time classes end and school is over, a few roaring "ghost cars" will appear near the school gate, and then a few long-haired "street thugs" with cigarettes in their mouths will get out.

Maybe he was waiting for his girlfriend, or maybe he came to support his underlings; in any case, he was dashing, stylish, and eye-catching.

But now, where is there anywhere to park in front of this place?
This scene is so different from when he was a student.

Looking at the huge crowds of students and parents gathered at the school gate, Chen Shu sighed helplessly and put another cigarette in his mouth.

A hand suddenly reached out in front of Chen Shu and made a "two" gesture.

"Hey bro, can I have one too?"

Chen Shu glanced sideways at the boy who had secretly moved to his side and squatted down with him.

This boy was the "gun" used by the owner of the Time Travel King Internet Cafe in the case of Chen Shu's failure to register the internet cafe according to regulations six months ago.

He was still the same as before, carrying a uniquely distinctive canvas backpack, and wearing the same old school uniform and shoes.

The only difference was the fearful look in the boy's eyes when they first met. Now, Chen Shu noticed that the boy's eyes, beneath his thick black eyebrows, held a clear and natural quality.

Clearly, he has returned to the right path and has a positive mindset.

Chen Shu took out a Liqun cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and tossed it over: "Do you smoke at school?"

The boy chuckled as he took the cigarette, then expertly pulled out a lighter from his pocket and lit it: "No, the teachers at school are so long-winded. I just pop a few on my way to and from school to keep myself awake."

"Playing King of Glory all night?" Zhu Chaoran, who had just reached the King rank, asked curiously, putting himself in Zhu Chaoran's shoes.

"No."

"That's definitely going to be a chicken dinner!"

The boy glanced at Zhu Chaoran, who had dark circles under his eyes, and replied, "Fatty, I don't play games anymore."

Chen Shu casually joked, "So, does that mean you're still staying up all night to read?"

"Ah."

The boy snapped the lighter shut, took a drag, and the cigarette ignited.

He took a shallow breath with his eyes closed, but held it in for a long time before reluctantly exhaling heavily. Those in the know understand that a boy's posture like that requires years of practice to achieve.

"I'm a senior in high school, and I want to get into my dream school. I have no choice but to give it my all."

Chen Shu turned his head, studied him for a moment, and asked, "What school do you want to apply to?"

The boy lit his cigarette, the ash scattering across the ground in the wind. He smiled and looked up at the azure sky.

Looking at the boy from Chen Shu's perspective, he found the boy's smile to be very open and carefree, a feeling somewhat similar to his own when he was a student.

"secret."

(End of this chapter)