Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 280 Special Police Support
Late at night, in the interrogation room of Zhongshan Police Station.
Thanks to Lao Xi's cooperation, the police successfully unlocked the mobile phone on the large plane and located the new factory of this O2 manufacturing gang. Before making the actual arrest, Chen Shu planned to question them again.

Chen Shu took out a cigarette from his shirt pocket and handed it to Lao Xi, lighting it for him. Then he folded it into a small box shape and placed it in front of him to flick off the ash.

"Hey Lao Xi, I saw you have a special glass jug for playing with O-shaped glass in your house. It looks pretty high-end. Nice, you have good taste. Where did you buy it?"

Old Xi took a deep breath. Because of his previous honesty, he was much more relaxed now. He sighed, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the ceiling.

“I don’t play with these things. That pot was bought by Boss Luo for Dr. Li. But he’s not stupid, so he just left it here with me.”

Boss Luo?

Dr. Li?
Compared to Boss Luo, who sounded like a gangster, Chen Shu was more interested in Dr. Li. Based on his past experience in handling cases, unless it was an economic crime or a crime of passion, the suspects were generally not highly educated; he had rarely even met a master's degree, let alone a doctorate.

Chen Shu chuckled and asked with great interest, "What's the deal with this Dr. Li? Could he really be a doctor? Haha."

Old Xi laughed heartily: "I don't know if he's a real PhD, but this guy is a relative of Boss Luo. He's not very old, maybe his nephew or grandnephew. Boss Luo treats him with the utmost respect, almost like a father."

Nephew, niece?
To treat him like a father?

According to Lao Xi, this Dr. Li doesn't play O... Chen Shu deliberately retorted, "You're talking nonsense. Who would buy a pot for their own nephew or niece to lure them into O?"

Old Xi spat and said disdainfully, "Only that bookworm Dr. Li can't see it. Everyone knows that Old Luo is up to no good, trying to keep people here."

Some O-marketing gangs not only use O-marketing themselves, but also induce their subordinates to use it, using O-marketing as a means of controlling their subordinates. These gangs act extremely recklessly and without regard for the consequences.

Chen Shu wasn't surprised by Boss Luo's insidious and ruthless methods. People who are out in the underworld risk their lives, why would they care about these unorthodox methods?
Chen Shu said "Oh" and then asked, "What kind of people work in the factory? Approximately how many are there?"

Old Xi opened his mouth as if to explain something, but then he noticed the surveillance camera above his head, swallowed his words, shrugged, and said nothing more.

Knowing that he still had reservations, Chen Shu asked Zhu Chaoran and Xiao Qiang to take him to the office on the third floor first.

Li Chaoyang helped Chen Shu organize the materials left in the interrogation room and asked, "It seems that Boss Luo and Dr. Li are important figures in the case. Senior brother, Lao Xi might not dare to implicate them."

Chen Shu turned off the air conditioner and lights, closed the door, and said as he walked away, "Those involved in 'O's' affairs don't care about daring or fearing each other. As long as it can reduce their own punishment, even if it means spending one less day in jail, they will betray any relatives, friends, or brothers and sisters."

He suddenly stopped, perhaps thinking of past cases involving O, and shook his head with a sigh, saying, "Once they get involved with this stuff, they're no longer human. Chaoyang, you must remember this too. When we encounter these kinds of cases, we can't treat them like normal people. Their way of thinking has been corrupted beyond recognition by O. You should have heard about the disgusting things those people involved in O in the past have done."

Li Chaoyang nodded, still shaken: "Last time I took an ox user to the hospital for a checkup, and before I knew it, he swallowed a few coins. Luckily, they could still lock him up after that. I heard that Brother Wang had encountered ox users who always carried small razor blades with them. Whenever the police tried to arrest someone, their first instinct wasn't to run away, but to swallow the blades in front of the police."

"almost."

The two went up to Chen Shu's office on the third floor, where Lao Xi was already handcuffed and sitting on the sofa.

Chen Shu walked over and sat down opposite him with an air of authority.

"There are no security cameras here, so you can speak."

Early morning, office
After the interrogation, Lao Xi was sent back to the detention room, while Chen Shu stayed alone in the office to plan the next arrest operation.

After a while, Xu Chaofan came in and told Chen Shu that while he was on his way to the branch office to apply for an extension of Lao Xi's summons, he was stopped and questioned thoroughly by the deputy director on duty that day.

He didn't hide anything and explained the current situation of the case in detail. After listening to the report, the deputy director originally wanted to assign the police officers from the Anti-Obstruction Team on duty at the branch office to assist in the investigation, but when he called, he found that the other party had sneaked home in the middle of the night.

An elderly colleague, nearing fifty, said he couldn't sleep at work and had a severe headache.

The deputy director was also helpless against him, but after all, he was a leader who came from the grassroots level, so he immediately arranged for the branch's special police brigade to come and provide support.

"The special police team on duty consists of one police officer and four special agents. They are young and capable! We are the main force, and they play a supporting role in the arrest."

Xu Chaofan was overjoyed to suddenly have five more capable police officers, all of whom were special police officers who wouldn't try to steal credit. He raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, by the way, I bought a lot of late-night snacks on the way back, and I left them in the conference room. Let's eat some snacks before we get back to work!"

The special police unit was stationed not far from Zhongshan Police Station. On their way back from the branch office, Xu Chaofan and his team also assembled and headed here.

Just then, the sound of car horns came from outside the window.

Chen Shu walked to the window and looked down. He saw a Jiangling Ford Transit troop carrier with flashing red and blue police lights and black paintwork parked at the gate of the compound. He honked the horn to ask the old man in the gatehouse to open the door.

After all, they were a brother unit under a branch office that had come to provide support, and Chen Shu felt a little guilty for waking them up in the middle of the night. He led Xu Chaofan downstairs to greet them.

Upon arriving at the compound, Chen Shu looked at Xu Chaofan suspiciously at the six fully armed special police officers standing outside: Wasn't it supposed to be a five-person duty team? Why are there six people standing here now?

"Haha! Chief Chen, long time no see!"

Are we close? I don't think we've ever met before.

As Chen Shugang, puzzled, stepped down the stairs, a tall and imposing special police officer, who looked to be in his forties and was wearing a special police training uniform, strode over and extended his right hand warmly.

This man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and spoke in a rough voice. Although he seemed a bit too familiar, his straightforward smile made people feel comfortable at all.

Chen Shu glanced at the police badge on his chest, then shook hands with the other person: "Hello! It's so late, thank you for coming over!"

"Haha, I didn't want to come so late. But when Xiao Zhang said he was going to Zhongshan, I figured you were up to something, so I quickly followed him."

Am I up to something?

What merit or ability do I, Chen Shu, possess to have been targeted by the special police?

Chen Shu was slightly surprised, then beamed and vigorously shook his right hand, which was shaking hands with the SWAT officer: "Thank you, thank you! Let's go to the conference room for a late-night snack and chat while we eat."

"Yes, yes, yes! Listen to Chief Chen! We can only do things when we're well-fed!"

The middle-aged special police officer was overjoyed, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he looked at Chen Shu.

It gave me a strong sense of familiarity with instructor Zeng Hong.

Chen Shu: ? ? ? ?

(End of this chapter)