Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 251 This guy just died!
8:00 AM, the instructor's office on the third floor of the Zhongshan Institute.

On his way here, Zeng Hong bought two portions of glutinous rice flour, one with savory rice and syrup, and the other with sweet rice and syrup.

"I specifically went to the 'Five Sisters' shop next to the First Affiliated Hospital to buy it. You choose first, do you want it sweet or savory?"

Zeng Hong remained calm, as if the news of his girlfriend's death in the detention room that morning had not significantly affected his mood.

Chen Shu, who had only slept for a little over three hours last night, shook his head with dark circles under his eyes: "I have no appetite. Professor Zeng, you eat."

Zeng Hong pushed the sticky rice in front of Chen Shu and said in an unquestionable manner, "Eat up. If nothing unexpected happens, this may be our only meal today when things get busy."

Chen Shu sensed the information implied in the other person's words and asked, "Teacher Zeng, you also..."

Zeng Hong nodded: "I've been a police officer for decades, I've seen it all, I can handle this. People need to eat, let's eat first."

The two of them each took a bowl of rice and began to eat on their own.

Chen Shu was unsure of Zeng Hong's next move, so he hesitated to speak, only glancing at him occasionally during the meal, but remaining calm and composed.

Zeng Hong, who is over fifty years old, has graying temples and several deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. Although he is a veteran policeman who was transferred from the army and has experienced the state's violent institutions, he appears somewhat refined and composed because he has been working as a political cadre in recent years.

"You'll be in charge of contacting Qi Tiantian's family in a bit, and it would be best if someone went there in person. Be polite and try your best to meet any requests they make. The only goal is to get Qi Tiantian's body to the funeral home for cremation as soon as possible." Zeng Hong finished his glutinous rice and took a few sips of soy milk.

Chen Shu couldn't help but say, "Agree to any conditions? What if they demand a hundred or two hundred thousand in compensation?"

"A similar situation occurred in Yong'an County seven or eight years ago. This time it was still within the county, and the family was eventually compensated 500,000 yuan. I estimate that the bureau would agree to anything under 800,000 yuan. However, since this involves a specific amount of compensation, you should just have a rough idea in mind and not agree to the family's request beforehand."

This is like a business transaction; both sides need to negotiate back and forth. If we agree too quickly, they'll feel like they've been taken advantage of.

Chen Shu was taken aback for a moment, then agreed, "Okay."

He was still a little uncomfortable. This person had just died at their workplace. Although it was his girlfriend who had chosen her own way to die, it was still a young life. How could the two of them be discussing compensation now?

It seems too cold-blooded.

The experienced Zeng Hong noticed Chen Shu's dissatisfaction. He walked to the desk, bent down, rummaged through the drawer for a while, took out a pack of Lanliqu cigarettes, tore it open, and threw one over.

"Xiao Shu, I've seen Qi Tiantian's identity information. She's a poor girl from an inland rural area. She has a younger brother who is still in junior high school. Her parents work in a private factory in Dongzhou to support the two siblings' education."

You're saying Qi Tiantian's family wouldn't know she's been repeatedly punished for opium use? Besides, Qi Tiantian is a college student with no income. How could she afford to use opium under these circumstances? What gives her the right to do so?
"Look, she's moved out and rents her own place now. I guess her parents have given up on her, so if you go over to handle the aftermath, they won't talk to you about feelings. Perhaps in their minds, providing some financial assistance to the family that raised her is still the best outcome for Qi Tiantian."

People who use omega-3 drugs generally sever ties with their relatives and friends, either voluntarily or involuntarily. Some parents, unable to bear it, may take longer than their relatives and friends, but the final result is the same.

That's true, and although it's cruel, it's probably the truth. Chen Shu's lips trembled a few times, but he couldn't finish his sentence.

The seasoned Zeng Hong was unfazed and chuckled, "Go ahead and get busy. I need to start cleaning up your mess. This matter needs to be reported to the bureau. I'll go there later to explain the situation."

Watching Chen Shu leave the office, Zeng Hong, who had been smiling, suddenly frowned. He, who had maintained his composure, began pacing back and forth in his office. After a long while, he finally took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, this is Zeng Hong."

"Yes, there was an accident at the station. It might involve dereliction of duty. Yes, the case itself isn't relevant; just send someone to investigate. Could you perhaps give the inspector a heads-up? No, no, I won't use connections. Who would dare use connections in a case like this?"

Chen Shu returned to his office, retrieved Qi Tiantian's parents' contact information and work address from the police intranet, and prepared to visit them with the case file.

"Dong dong dong."

Lin Fan knocked on the open office door and walked in.

"Director Chen, I want to talk to you about something." Lin Fan looked a little nervous.

Chen Shu, who was about to leave with a file bag tucked under his arm, paused and quickly asked, "Speak, what is it?"

Lin Fan glanced at Chen Shu, then immediately looked at the ground again: "Chief Chen, I just checked online, and I think I might go to jail in this situation."

Putting down what he was doing, Chen Shu pulled Lin Fan, who had been standing at the door, to sit down on the sofa with him.

"Lin Fan, you are a college student with ambition, and you don't forget to study during your work breaks, which is a good thing. But why did it turn into a bad thing in the end?"

Lin Fan remained silent.

"Because you don't take your job seriously. You see this auxiliary police job as a stepping stone in your life, thinking it's just a temporary measure, and that your ultimate goal is to get a permanent position and take the civil service exam."

Lin Fan raised his head, as if to argue something.

Chen Shu waved his hand to stop him, saying, "Now that it's happened, let's not talk about who was right and who was wrong. Our next task is to handle the aftermath properly. Come with me to find the deceased's parents later and try to get their forgiveness. That way, you can go to jail less or not at all."

Lin Fan did not agree, but instead said something unrelated: "Chief Chen, after midnight yesterday, the duty officer Li Chaoyang has not patrolled the detention room."

Chen Shu thought it would be good to bring Lin Fan, who was in charge of guarding the deceased, along to apologize to the family of the deceased, so that it would appear more formal and sincere.

But Lin Fan's seemingly nonsensical words suddenly interrupted her, and she couldn't quite process what he said: "Huh? What did you say? Say it again."

Lin Fan hesitated for a long time before answering, but what he said next completely shocked Chen Shu, who was still thinking about how to comfort and compensate the deceased's parents.

"Chief Chen, I checked the information online. It says I'm an auxiliary police officer without official status, so I don't need to take responsibility. Yesterday's duty officer was Li Chaoyang. According to the 'Standardized Construction of Police Stations' and other documents, the duty, guarding, and patrolling of the interrogation room should be the responsibility of a police officer, and it is strictly forbidden to use personnel without the status of a people's police officer to replace a police officer on duty."

Chen Shu watched as Lin Fan took out his phone from his pocket and read it aloud word by word, and his heart was filled with a turbulent feeling.

The girl was just carried away!

(End of this chapter)