Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 243 Inspection Duty
After inspecting the case-handling area and detention room, Chen Shu noticed it was almost time for his shift, so he decided to go to the third floor to find Instructor Zeng Hong for a few cups of tea and a good chat, since they hadn't seen each other for a month or so.

I bumped into Li Chaoyang at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor. He was rushing down the stairs. He had dark circles and bags under his eyes, was unshaven, and looked haggard.

Chen Shushun grabbed Li Chaoyang's arm and asked curiously, "Chaoyang, did you sleep at the station last night?"

Li Chaoyang yawned: "The bureau recently launched a 'Breaking the Ice' operation. Last night we arrested a drug addict, and it wasn't until after 4 a.m. that we finished processing the statement and documents. I still have to go to the bureau to approve the detention later."

He paused, then forced himself to ask, "Senior brother, are you feeling any better?"

Today's shift leader is Chen Shu, and the duty officer is Li Chaoyang. He came downstairs to the duty hall at 8:30, presumably to hand over the work to yesterday's duty team.

Chen Shu glanced at him; his pale face clearly indicated he was sleep-deprived.

"Well, I'm almost recovered. You should try not to work on cases the day before your shift. Staying up all night makes it easier to make mistakes during your shift. Remember to check the handgun when you hand over the duties later."

The handover between the two duty teams usually takes place at 8:30 AM every day. The main purpose is to hand over information about the suspects in the detention room and the duty equipment, with a focus on the duty pistol. Some units advocate for the separation of firearms and ammunition, with the pistol and ammunition carried by different officers. At Zhongshan Detention Center, firearms and ammunition are also separated, but both are carried by one person.

Li Chaoyang said resentfully, "Senior brother, this clue doesn't care whether we're on duty the next day or not."

They are all police officers who came from the front line of handling cases, and they all understand these principles.

Chen Shu comforted him, "You'll have to work hard this morning to get the person safely inside. After you hand over the case to Brother Wang, tell the dispatcher that I'll handle the afternoon's security calls for you. Then you can go to your dorm and get some sleep."

The Zhongshan Police Station's handling of police calls is simple and straightforward, with the on-duty community police officer responsible for all incident response, which means responding to the scene.

After bringing the person back, if it's a case involving theft, robbery, fraud, or assault that requires investigation, it falls under the jurisdiction of the public security police; otherwise, it falls under the jurisdiction of the community police.

"Thanks, senior brother!"

After saying that, Li Chaoyang skipped and hopped straight towards the duty hall.

As soon as Li Chaoyang left, Zhu Chaoran rushed down the stairs like a whirlwind. It was clear he was heading out for breakfast right on time.

As it passed by Chen Shu, the behemoth suddenly braked and exclaimed with delight, "Brother Shu, you're here!"

Chen Shu nodded. He hadn't seen the fat man for a month and really missed his appetite. He patted the fat man's arm and said, "Fatty, you've gotten fatter again. You need to take care of yourself; it's not good to get any fatter."

People often ask why there are so many fat police officers in the police station.

In reality, the work schedules at local police stations are completely reversed, and their meals are irregular. You often hear two phrases: "Eat quickly!" and "Take a nap!" Sadly, these two phrases are frequently used together.

Working overtime or on duty until three or four in the morning, I get so hungry that I just grab some late-night takeout. If the case is finished, I'll add a few bottles of beer, then go straight to sleep.

Anyone would gain weight if they did this!
Zhu Chaoran casually patted his stomach: "I'm already fat, a few more pounds won't make a difference. Brother Shu, I'm going to eat first, I'll come find you in your office later."

As he spoke, he wiggled his big belly and ran towards the cafeteria.

Standing at the top of the stairs, smiling as he watched Zhu Chaoran leave, Chen Shu suddenly had a fleeting illusion that this was his home.

It feels good to be home.

Third floor, instructor's office

Zeng Hong, who was sitting at the tea table, focused on making tea, heard the door open but didn't look up. He casually asked, "Sanlang, you're here?"

Recently, Chen Shu is the only person in the entire office who has entered his office without knocking. Besides, today is Chen Shu's first day back on duty after his sick leave ended. Ever since the live broadcast by internet celebrity reporter Zhang Yang went viral in Dongzhou, it has become a hot topic online, and local netizens in Dongzhou affectionately call Chen Shu "Dongzhou's workaholic," or simply "Sanlang."

Chen Shu pulled up a chair and sat down, looking dejected. "Teacher Zeng, please stop joking with me."

"That's a good thing."

Zeng Hong glanced at Chen Shu, who looked quite well-rested, and smiled, "You look good. How's your wound?"

Chen Shu subconsciously touched his lower abdomen, which had been stabbed a month ago, and said with a sigh, "Fortunately, it's recovering well."

"A blessing in disguise. Now that Zhang Yang's live broadcast has been broadcast, your name has spread far and wide in Dongzhou. Even the leaders of the provincial department know that there is such a person as you in Dongzhou."

Chen Shu smiled wryly and said, "According to you, I actually made a profit?"

Often, things push you forward, and when you've finished, you realize you don't even know how far you've come.

Zeng Hong nodded slowly and said, "Your second-class merit award has been reported from the municipal bureau to the provincial department. I will take you to the provincial capital before the end of the year."

Municipal public security bureaus can directly approve third-class merit awards for police officers in their jurisdiction; second-class merit awards can only be approved by the provincial public security department.

Chen Shu was somewhat surprised: "Does a second-class merit award require an interview at the department office?"

Zeng Hong was both amused and exasperated: "What interview? You went to pull strings! You think just because the bureau reported it to you you're guaranteed a second-class merit? Dream on!"

As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject, teasing with a half-smile, "Zhang Yang helped you again this time. How did you repay him? Don't tell me you didn't make any plans with him during this month of sick leave?"

“They’re big-shot reporters, they don’t have time to deal with lowly police officers like us.”

Zeng Hong looked at her with exasperation and said seriously, "Xiao Shu, you have to find some time to treat her to a meal. If you're not willing to do it on your own, then do it in the name of the institute."

This kind of internet celebrity, who can influence half of Dongzhou City with just a few words, is a big shot that even a propaganda instructor would find hard to find. How could we possibly let her go?

Besides, after the last time they beat up the robber and this time they caught the murderer, even a blind man could see that the woman was interested in Chen Shu.

Chen Shu touched his nose and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Didn't she just start a legal program? I'm going to find her a good case and settle this matter at the same time."

Is it settled?

What a load of rubbish!

They'd better hurry up and climb up the pole, hanging on to someone else!
Zeng Hong deeply regrets the low emotional intelligence of his last disciple.

Seeing Zeng Hong's unfriendly expression, Chen Shu quickly grabbed the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He didn't even have time to comment on how good the tea was, and hurriedly slipped out of the office with an embarrassed look on his face, taking advantage of being on duty.

Gazing at Chen Shu's hurried departure, Zeng Hong, who had been angrily criticizing his son's lack of ambition, suddenly realized that six or seven years had passed.

That kid who just graduated from police academy has now grown into the deputy director of a police station, solving major cases such as kidnapping, robbery, and murder.

Time flies.

(End of this chapter)