Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 406 Hitting a Wall Directly
In the morning, at the SWAT team's headquarters, on the third floor of the office building.

Chen Chuan leaned back in the chair in the deputy captain's office, his feet propped up on the desk with an air of authority. He held a yellow cigarette between his left and right hands, repeatedly opening and closing the lid of a zip lighter, making a "click, click, click" sound.

He appeared relaxed and natural.

The SWAT team members sitting on the sofa opposite the desk all had tense expressions, some swallowing hard with a tight throat, others fidgeting and rubbing their hands together.

The only sound in the office was Chen Chuan's slightly affected voice, which sounded like he was imitating the distinctive villains in movies and TV series.

He stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, gently placed the lighter beside it, and his expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, Chen Chuan's expression slowly hardened, a hint of ferocity creeping onto his brow. He shrieked in a high-pitched voice, "Tsk tsk, I dragged the unconscious woman into the toilet and leaned her head against the open toilet seat. Then I picked up the sharp knife I had prepared beforehand and 'snap' stabbed it into the side of her neck."

"Well, the feel is actually not much different from when you're cutting tofu. By the way, here are a few tips: sharpen your knife before you start doing anything, and it'll definitely make things twice as easy!"
"Where was I? Oh, after you pull the knife out, you can shove the head into the toilet, then grab her legs and lift her upside down. Tsk tsk, the blood will seep into the urinal in an instant, like roses in water, it's so beautiful. You really have to see it if you have the chance."

"Once the blood is drained, we can remove the internal organs. These can all be rendered into fat and stored for later use. But we must save the kidneys. They're incredibly nutritious, and I'm not willing to give them to anyone else, hehe. Don't be envious, even gods might not want to eat this stuff!"

Sitting on the long sofa, SWAT officer Pu Shu, craning his neck forward, hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "Brother Chuan, what's wrong? He shared the food with other people?"

He finally uttered the word "eat," clearly having used up all his strength.

Chen Chuan was momentarily distracted, then suddenly thought of the stubborn little boy who had volunteered to apply to police academy, kneeling on the ground wiping the white foam still dripping from his mouth. He quickly snapped back to reality, glanced sideways at the three young men sitting opposite him, and gave a soft "humph" before saying:
"Such a wonderful thing should not be avoided because of worldly feudal ideas. Besides, I am not a stingy person, so why can't I share it with others? As the old saying goes, it is better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone."

"Wow."

The three people who had been quietly listening to the case suddenly erupted into chatter, whispering among themselves, and the atmosphere became quite lively.

"Holy crap! Brother Chuan, you've really shattered my worldview! It's like hitting a piece of glass hard, breaking it into several large pieces, and then every time you say something, those large pieces break into many smaller pieces! I can't take it, I can't take it!" Pu Shu shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly.

Someone boasted, "I knew it! That guy was a pervert! Back in the north they used to make human flesh buns, but now we're making human flesh steaks in the south!"

Someone sarcastically remarked, "Oh my god, why do you sound so smug?"

The boastful man commented, "I don't think his technique is up to par! Let me tell you, all you need to do is cut the cooked meat into pieces, slowly chop it up, and flush it down the drain. That kind of scrap meat will decompose in a few days in the summer. Then pack the bones, teeth, nails, hair, and other things that don't decompose easily into a suitcase, throw it in your car, and go straight to the middle of nowhere to burn it. Finally, crush the remaining, larger bone fragments and scatter them into the river. Everything will be fine!"

The man continued his sarcasm: "Oh, I didn't realize you were so experienced."

Pu Shu glanced at Chen Chuan, who looked completely at ease, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Chuan, so, what does this meat taste like?"

Chen Chuan chuckled, exhaling the cigarette he had just lit and tossing it over: "Ask me? Don't you have plenty of prostitutes on your body? Why don't you cut a piece and taste it yourself?"

As we were talking, we heard the sound of a car engine coming from downstairs.

The main force returned, and a Sabretooth armored vehicle drove menacingly into the SWAT compound. The deafening roar of its engine carried directly to the third-floor office, immediately informing the stationed officers that the newly formed assault team had completed its training and returned to duty.

Pu Shu and the others stopped chatting and rushed to the window, crowding on the windowsill to look down. They saw Chen Shu, dressed in a black SWAT training uniform, lead the way, push open the door, jump out of the police car, say a few words to the people sitting in the car, send the team members back to the dormitory to shower and rest, and then unbuckle his belt and walk into the building.

Pu Shu smacked his lips and exclaimed, "Captain Chen is no ordinary person. In a few years, he'll definitely be the top dog in our bureau."

"Carry who? You?" Chen Chuan put his feet down from the desk, picked up the mostly intact yellow cigarette pack from the desk, and threw it at Pu Shu. "You bunch of well-dressed cops, what are you thinking all day? Get back to your offices!"

"Thanks, Brother Chuan."

Pu Shu, having received the cigarettes, was happy not to hold it against Chen Chuan, who wasn't in his own office. He happily accepted the pack and gestured for the others to go downstairs to their respective team offices. Chen Chuan leaned back in his office chair, suddenly remembering their earlier conversation.

Chen Shu's abilities and achievements are beyond question; they are plain for all to see and no one can question them. However, the promotion of police officers ultimately depends on overall strength, with personal ability and achievements only playing a very small part.

Although Li Meng, the bespectacled man, seemed rather annoying, what he said wasn't wrong.

“Look at the resumes of those bureau leaders, which one of them has experience as a special police officer?”

That's really unpleasant to hear! It's disgusting!

Chen Chuan patted his pocket and found it empty of cigarettes. He sighed and felt a little annoyed.

"Boom."

The office door opened, and Chen Chuan, lying comfortably, turned his head slightly to the side.

He has a tough and cold face with a broad frame and taut muscles. His eyes are full of determination, and he is steady and gives people a sense of security. However, if you look closely, you can also find a bit of arrogance in his eyes.

He looks very energetic and is quite an interesting person.

"Chen Chuan, the security room on the second floor is so big for you to use, and no one cares whether you sleep or play on your phone. With these conditions, why do you still like to come here all the time?" Chen Shu, who had just pushed open the door, saw his old classmate Chen Chuan lying back in his office chair with his legs crossed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled helplessly.

Chen Chuan said lazily, "Your house faces south, so it's warm."

"Warm? It's summer now. If you want to be warm, turn off the air conditioner and open the windows. That will definitely keep you warm."

Chen Chuan waved his hand: "That's called being silly. By the way, did you go to training this morning? It seems like your training intensity has been a bit high lately."

"Yes, the competition is at the end of the month, and I want to try for a good ranking this time."

“They’re used to coming in last place every year anyway. If you get a few first places in the shooting event this time, your total score shouldn’t be bad. There’s no need to train yourself so hard. It’s just work; there’s no need to push yourself so hard, and it’s not very useful.” Chen Chuan thought about the police officer’s promotion and felt sorry for Chen Shu, so he said with a slight complaint.

Chen Shu walked to the desk and lifted Chen Chuan's legs off it: "What are you saying? Although you only have less than six months before you can go back, since you've been assigned to our special police brigade, as long as you're still working here, you're one of us."

These words stirred up Chen Chuan's previous discomfort. As a good friend, he was also thinking of Chen Shu and always trying to see things from the other person's perspective. Although he was wearing a SWAT uniform, he had never truly considered himself or Chen Shu as SWAT team members.

"Come on, come back with me at the end of the year. I'll ask someone to find you a position in a brigade under the Criminal Investigation Department. I'll be in the Technical Investigation Department and you'll be in the Criminal Investigation Department. If we work together, we're sure to achieve something in the bureau."

Chen Chuan raised his feet back and put them on the table, adding, "Don't worry, I'll clean them for you in a bit."

These empty promises about wiping the table have been going on for over half a year, but they've never actually been fulfilled. Chen Shu was furious, but he was too lazy to bother with it.

He walked to the long sofa by the door and sat down. Suddenly wanting to see Chen Chuan's exasperated look, he teased, "Chen Chuan, I've also signed you up for a project, the 400-meter obstacle course."

"What! The 400-meter obstacle course!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuan, who had always been calm and collected, almost jumped up from his chair. He then sneered, "You can do your thing, why drag me into this? With this, you might as well let me go bang my head against a wall."

(End of this chapter)