Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 305 The Land of Black Gold
On the night of the Lantern Festival, a day that should have been a time for Chinese families to reunite and celebrate, two people were anxiously wading through the streets in a remote area of ​​the Silver Triangle, far from the border.

It was dark nearby, with the occasional bark of a dog.

A man and a woman parted the bushes and searched for a while. In the knee-high weeds, they found the body of a young man.

The corpse, dressed in black casual clothes, lay quietly in the haystack. Its face was ashen, its large eyes staring back at the sky. The large scar on its neck had dried and turned black. Its skin was bluish-black, its clothes were tattered, and blood had stained its coat and half of its face.

What should have been a terrifying scene now seemed tragic to the two of them.

Holding his phone and filming the scene, Xiao Zhao pointed at the male corpse on the ground and said tremblingly, "Sister Yang, isn't this the young man who went through customs with us and boasted that he was coming to make money? How could he die here in just a few days? Those people are too ruthless."

Zhang Yang, who was also seeing a dead body for the first time, was much calmer. She squatted down next to the male corpse and gently closed the unseeing eyes.

"Hey, stop talking."

Zhang Yang recalled the three of them chatting in the same row of seats on the plane. The young man's eyes were shining as he confidently described his dream of making money by following a local internet celebrity in Beijing.

Forget about making money coming here; if you can return to China unscathed, your ancestors' graves will be emitting auspicious smoke!

At the time, Zhang Yang tried his best to persuade him, but to no avail.

"Xiao Zhao, come over and give me a hand. Let's lift him into the car together and take him to the hospital later."

A little frightened, Xiao Zhao stumbled to the man's feet and squatted down. He hurriedly lifted the man's feet, but suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground in the mud.

Just then, it felt as if a cold front had swept in and hit Xiao Zhao's neck. He slowly shivered, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He looked around at the pitch-black surroundings, his voice trembling slightly: "Sister Yang, since we've already recorded the video, why don't we go back first and have the bigwigs send someone over? This person isn't going to run away anyway."

Zhang Yang remained silent for a long time, then sighed, "Fine. The car is too far away; we might not be able to carry it over. Let's go."

In the oppressive atmosphere, the two stumbled out of the wasteland, walking several hundred meters along the road before getting into the car that had been parked in a secluded spot.

In the car, Zhang Yang leaned forward, resting his forehead on the backs of his hands that were resting on the steering wheel, and remained silent.

After a moment, she perked up, straightened her back, and seemed to have regained her usual decisive and efficient eldest sister style.

"Xiao Zhao, check your luggage. We're going to the hotel now; this matter should be over."

Xiao Zhao let out a long sigh, feeling much relieved of the suffocating feeling in his chest. In these hellish days, he had witnessed far too many horrific scenes simply as a bystander who had gone astray.

Those blatant acts of cruelty made him, who had grown up in a peaceful environment, feel restless and longed to return home. Occasionally, he would wake up in the middle of the night, trembling slightly.

“Okay, Sister Yang. Hehe, do you know who I want to see most right now? It’s those police officers on Dongzhou Main Street. I used to always complain about how much trouble they caused, but now, after seeing so many of these uniformed ‘bandits,’ I really miss them. Especially Officer Chen, he really makes me feel so safe.”

Knowing that he would be returning to China soon, Xiao Zhao relaxed and became more talkative, chatting casually while checking his backpack, documents, and other items.

Zhang Yang wasn't in the mood to talk at the moment, but when Xiao Zhao mentioned 'Officer Chen,' she couldn't help but smile.

Initially, she was hoping to find a few big, high-profile cases and impress him. Unexpectedly, this search took her all the way from Dongzhou to the North. The experience of just over a week completely changed Zhang Yang's mindset. In the past, as a radio host, although she was always busy traveling in all kinds of weather, the occasional act of advocating for the people made her feel that it was all worthwhile.

The reason she came to Mianbei this time was because telecom fraud has been rampant in China in recent years, tearing countless families apart and causing spouses to be separated. Therefore, relying on her years of experience as a frontline reporter, she keenly grasped this hot social issue.

Zhang Yang, who is always decisive, decided to go all out and disguised himself as a tourist who came from afar to visit North Korea, and made a live record of this unprecedented North Korea fraud hotspot in China.

Before setting off, I secretly harbored a little thought: to turn myself from an internet celebrity in Dongzhou into an internet celebrity in H country.

As a result, she encountered so many people and events that she would never forget for the rest of her life. Fortunately, it was all over, and after delivering the documents to the embassy, ​​she felt she could finally face her conscience.

Zhang Yang no longer cares about being an internet celebrity. She's content as long as she can return to her little nest in Dongzhou and get a good night's sleep.

A gasp interrupted Zhang Yang's thoughts.

"Sister Yangyang, I...I'm...I'm doomed."

Xiao Zhao's lips trembled, and he stammered, "My phone...is lost."

Zhang Yang said helplessly, "You're so easily startled. It must have been lost when you fell just now. Go find it and get it back. I'll wait for you here."

Although Xiao Zhao was a little scared, he really couldn't bring himself to ask Zhang Yang, a woman, to go to that drab place and rummage through the grass near the corpse.

He opened the car door and hurriedly went to the wasteland. When he arrived, he searched around the body a few times and found the phone. When he returned to the parking spot, he found that Zhang Yang and the car were gone, and the phone was switched off.

He had a vague sense of foreboding.

She returned to her hotel room alone and waited until dawn, but Zhang Yang never came back. Her phone was also switched off and she couldn't get through.

In desperation, Xiao Zhao ran to the hotel for help, but they only registered the case and said they would contact the local police, telling Xiao Zhao to go back and wait for further notice.

How could Xiao Zhao, who has been in North Korea for so many days, not know what the local police are like?

After much deliberation, on the verge of despair, Xiao Zhao dialed a domestic mobile number.

"Hello, who is it?"

A familiar voice came through the receiver. Having been traveling for days, Xiao Zhao couldn't hold back his emotions. The grown man in his early twenties choked up as he said:

"Officer Chen, this is Xiao Zhao. Sister Yang is sobbing, it's all my fault."

Shocking!
I got too many monthly passes today.

Thanks brothers for their support!

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(End of this chapter)