Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 369 Anomaly Found
Inside a white sedan by the roadside!

Old A and Xiao Ming had the most intense argument they'd ever had since they met.

Veins bulged on Old A's forehead as he pointed at Xiao Ming's nose and roared, "Get the hell out of here right now! While there's still time!"

Xiao Ming looked at him coldly and sneered, "Big brother, you're about to go into the cage yourself, what right do you have to kick me out?"

Old A's finger, still trembling, pointed at him: "You fool! You have to go back and get the money back from those bastards. Your mother, and my wife and daughters, are waiting for this money to make a living."

Xiao Ming interrupted, "Brother, don't play dumb! You have to go get the money yourself! You know this better than I do!"

He then spat and cursed viciously, "To embezzle this money, these bastards probably sent these notes! Brother, given the outcome of tonight's fight to the death, you go ask for the money tomorrow and see if they dare not pay it back!"

A criminal who dares to shoot at the police, and has a murder case on his hands, his aura is so intimidating that few people could withstand him in a real confrontation.

The barefoot are not afraid of those wearing shoes, but those wearing shoes are afraid of those who are barefoot. This is the principle at play.

Everyone knew that Old A was doomed, and not taking a few down with him was already being lenient with them. These guys had been involved in the underworld for years, and they understood all the ins and outs of this situation perfectly well.

Meanwhile, Old A, who had already thought everything through, slumped into his seat, saying weakly, "If I kill a policeman, I definitely can't escape; I'll be dead sooner or later. The police don't even have a record of you yet. If you go back now, maybe you can still live a normal life."

"Cough cough!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Xiao Ming clutched his chest and coughed desperately until he coughed up blood.

He raised his hand to wipe away the bright red blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth, and said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Escape back and live a normal life for another three months? Dude, don't be ridiculous. Let me rest for a while, I can hold off the police a little longer."

Old A wanted to say something more.

Xiao Ming leaned back in his chair, stretched out his withered right hand in front of Lao A, and calmly said, "Brother, give me the gun."

Old A hesitated.

Xiao Ming said softly, "Big brother, think of your sister-in-law and little sister. They need you. Don't act impulsively like you did back then. Don't let them down again."

After a pause, Xiaoming said resolutely, "I'll take the blame for the shooting, so you can go in peace."

Old A suddenly fell silent, watching the police car with its flashing red and blue lights getting closer and closer in the distance. He shook his head and said, "Never mind. I'll leave half the money for your mom. Thanks, brother!"

After saying that, he pulled a pistol from his pocket and placed it on the dashboard. He then flung open the passenger door and stumbled into the darkness.

Xiao Ming took the pistol from the dashboard, pulled out his shirt to cover the entire gun, and began to vigorously wipe it clean.

Watching Old A disappear into the distance, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Big brother, I'm alright, I'm alright.

Mom, are you alright?

Chen Shu drove his Ford Transit troop carrier past the white sedan parked on the side of the road, then made a 180-degree turn and parked the vehicle more than 20 meters away from the white sedan.

They blocked the white car's path, and with reinforcements arriving soon, they weren't worried about the car turning back.

The three special police officers still in the car were Chen Shu, Xu Mingliang, and Ma Bowen. They got out of the car one after another and crouched down behind it.

"Everyone hide behind the engine. The car body won't stop the bullets," Chen Shu said in a low voice. Xu Mingliang, who was following behind Chen Shu, licked his dry lips: "Chen Shu, what should we do? The other side has guns. Should we just hold out and wait for Xing Da and the assault team to come?"

Chen Shu poked half his head out from the front of the car, glanced a few times in the direction of the white sedan, and quickly shrank back.

“There are people in the vehicle.” Chen Shu leaned against the 21-inch wheel hub of the troop carrier, one hand on the Type 92 pistol tucked into his waistband, and said fiercely, “Shoot at the vehicle together in a moment and force them out.”

"Fire?" Ma Bowen, who was at the very back, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What if someone gets killed?"

The steel used in civilian cars is thin, especially in smaller cars, where it is even thinner, and a Type 92 pistol can easily penetrate it.

Chen Shu, harboring resentment, sneered: "Are you worried about killing someone? I'm worried you won't be able to hit them."

Upon hearing Chen Shu's words, the young rookie policeman Ma Bowen immediately blushed and became angry, ready to roll up his sleeves and argue with Chen Shu. At this moment, Xu Mingliang, the captain of the First Squadron, who was standing in the middle, pulled him back.

Xu Mingliang stared into Ma Bowen's eyes and slowly shook his head.

Ma Bowen immediately realized what was happening.

Chen Shu, who is usually calm and extremely concerned about law enforcement safety, is now in a mood and attitude that is clearly influenced by the shooting incident involving his police academy classmate Chen Chuan.

Ma Bowen, who also graduated from the provincial police academy, tried to offer some words of comfort, but facing this frontline police officer who had reportedly faced life and death for many years, he, with his extremely short police career, did not know what to say or what he could say.

Xu Mingliang, a former bomb disposal expert, moved a few steps closer to Chen Shu and whispered, "Chen Shu, I'm a few years older than you and have been in the SWAT team for over a decade. Tonight, I'll take advantage of you and call you 'brother'."

Chen Shu, who was squatting at the front and staring at the white sedan, knew that Xu Mingliang had something to say to him when he heard this.

After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and asked, "Brother Xu, just say what you have to say."

Xu Mingliang tried to soften his tone, gently patting Chen Shu's back and whispering:
"Brother, I know you're feeling really down right now. I've been in a similar situation. Although that person wasn't my classmate of over ten years, we were inseparable during the first few years in the brigade, hanging out together every day."

Xu Mingliang is a bomb disposal expert in the special police detachment, so the matter he mentioned must be significant.

"Brother, really, I've seen too many brothers get hurt and even sacrifice themselves over the past ten years. Why did I not change even though I knew people were criticizing me behind my back for lying low in the brigade? It's because my mentality collapsed."
"Don't be too impulsive when carrying out a mission. It's better to miss the suspect and try again next time. After all, we have their identification information, so we can go online when necessary. Things are different now than before; there's no need to risk your life."

"There's a saying that's popular among us, and I have to mention it to you today, even if I'm annoying to everyone: We'd rather send someone to jail than burn paper money for them."

Even though he knew the other person was just trying to comfort him, Chen Shu still felt useless and responsible for Chen Chuan's accident. However, after Xu Mingliang's words of advice, Chen Shu felt better and calmed down.

"Brother Xu, no need to say more, I know what you mean. Next, we'll keep an eye on this vehicle and wait for reinforcements to arrive."

Xu Mingliang's eyes showed a hint of relief, and he nodded: "You are the on-site commander, so you decide what to do, and we will all listen to you."

Chen Shu turned back and stared at the white sedan parked on the side of the road again.

At this moment, Chen Shu noticed something amiss and involuntarily widened his eyes.

They were supposed to be two fugitives.

But as Chen Shu looked from afar, under the dim yellow streetlights, he could only vaguely see a figure sitting in the driver's seat inside the car.

"Damn it, one got away!"

(End of this chapter)