Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 797 Little Huang is My Brother (Part 2)

On this sunny afternoon, the girl was describing the cherries that Officer Chen had brought her, using words of utmost praise, with her lips painted with deep red lipstick.

He Chengfeng listened attentively at first, but later became somewhat indifferent. It was just a few bags of cherries; it wasn't that big of a deal.

At work, we recently received a gift from the bank next door – bags of Thai fragrant rice and sesame oil, which was quite nice.

It feels real and tangible in your hand.

Perhaps sensing the leader's indifference, the girl spread her arms wide and opened her mouth wide at the end, saying, "Hey, there must be at least this many, this many, these many cherries that so many people brought in!"

At this point, He Chengfeng felt a little curious and wanted to know exactly how many cherries were in the office.

Nothing can withstand large quantities.

For example, rice. If you go to the supermarket on a regular day, you can easily buy a bag of Thai rice, and ten kilograms will cost around a hundred yuan.

It's not exactly precious. But if one day someone offers to give you a thousand kilograms, the price will jump to five figures, which is no small sum.

What if we sent 10,000 kilograms, or even 100,000 kilograms directly?
At this point, some people might laugh and say that no one would send 100,000 kilograms of rice these days.

Yes, you could consider stocks and futures.

Just in case, before leaving, He Chengfeng confirmed again, "Are you sure this police officer's surname is Chen?"

"Of course I'm sure, otherwise why would I let them in? Oh my, he even showed me his police ID! He's a police officer from Donghai Province!" The girl's eyes lit up as she recalled, almost swooning. "And the brigade, that Officer Chen was so tall and handsome, and so incredibly gentle."

"You should hurry up and find a boyfriend. If you keep dawdling like this, you'll become an old maid." He joked with Cheng Feng for a few moments, then tightened his grip on the black plastic bag in his hand and quickly left the office.

Watching the deputy captain walk out of the office, the girl stomped her foot, complaining that he had ruined her good mood. But when she turned to look at the large, bulging bag of gifts hidden under the desk, her eyes lit up with a captivating light.

boom.

He Chengfeng, standing at the door, was stunned and forgot to close the door behind him.

Rows of angular, square objects wrapped in black plastic bags were neatly arranged on his desk.

A huge, dark mass of people instantly created a powerful atmosphere.

Of course, there were also two bags of cherries in transparent packaging, placed right in the middle of the black bag, their red color adding a touch of elegance.

Each black bag was tightly sealed from the outside with transparent tape, visibly thick, and this solemnity and sense of ceremony unique to the system pleased the deputy captain.

This thing doesn't look like a cherry at all, okay? I don't know where that girl's eyes were. It's so square and looks more like something he's holding in his hand.

However, Officer Chen probably made these arrangements so that outsiders wouldn't know.

Looking at all these gifts, He Chengfeng couldn't help but do some mental calculations.

Four times four times four, then four again!

How many cartons of yellow tobacco and tea cakes must there be?

The bag in his hand suddenly lost its appeal, so he casually tossed it onto the sofa by the door, walked step by step to the desk, and carefully placed his hands on the black plastic bag.

Swallowing hard, the veteran detective, who had seen countless scenes and arrested hundreds of criminals over the past twenty years, found his hands trembling slightly.

He gently stroked it, not daring to apply any force. The smooth surface, the square shape, and the slightly soft paper-like texture were all so familiar to He Chengfeng.

He took a pair of scissors from the drawer, held his breath, and nervously cut open the black plastic bag. What came into view was the same familiar formula: two packs of yellow cigarettes and a tea cake.

He Chengfeng stiffly turned his head inch by inch to look at the black bag he had thrown on the sofa.

That bag was the gift that Officer Chen had given us downstairs earlier. Inside were the same standard items: two packs of yellow cigarettes and a tea cake.

A moment later, He Chengfeng finally realized what was happening, ran to the door, quickly closed it, and locked it from the inside.

As a well-known smoker in the brigade, He Chengfeng sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the dark bags on his desk, his mind in turmoil.

Chen Shu must have first brought the cigarettes and tea into my office, and then casually grabbed a bag from inside to go downstairs to find me. The implication is clear: he brought all these things!

so much?
That's way too much!
Should I accept it or not?
What should we do if we accept it? Chen Shu didn't seem to mention it either.

He Chengfeng jumped up and paced around the desk for a long time. He opened the bag and searched carefully for a while, but apart from the tempting yellow cigarettes and tea cakes, there was nothing else that looked like a note.

After thinking for a moment, he returned to the office and asked the officer surnamed Chen if he had left any message.

The girl said no.

He Chengfeng was somewhat incredulous and even became a little anxious. He jumped up and down, glaring at him, and pressed, "Really not? Think again!"

The girl was a little startled. She pursed her lips and thought for a long time before finally shaking her head.

To be on the safe side, He Chengfeng asked again, "What did Officer Chen talk to you about?"

"It's nothing much, they just said they came from Donghai Province for vacation, and then... and then they said that Officer Huang from our brigade is their good friend, the really good one."

The girl frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly clapped her hands and said with a grin, "Oh right, he said that Officer Huang has a nickname in the army, called Huang Mao! Hey, that's really interesting! He said that Officer Huang Mao used to be very honest in the army, and when he went out on duty, he had to be protected by the veterans."

"And that's all?"

"Hmm. Now that you mention it, it seems Officer Chen has been talking about Officer Huang the whole time. Oh, right! He even joked that I should take care of Officer Huang!"

The girl covered her mouth and giggled happily, as if it was a particularly interesting thing that the handsome Officer Chen had asked her, as an auxiliary police officer, to take care of the police officers.

Hearing this, He Chengfeng believed he already knew the reason for Officer Chen's visit.

He felt relieved and much more relaxed. Before leaving, he teased the girl a bit: "Hey, the sun must have risen in the west today. Officer Huang? You used to be the one calling me 'Little Huang, Little Huang,' weren't you the one who called me that the loudest?"

"And the brigade!" The girl stomped her foot hard, her lips pouting.

It’s good to be young
Relieved, He Chengfeng returned to his office and gently stroked the black plastic bag on the table. He thought to himself that he couldn't possibly carry all these things back to Chen Shu and the others by himself, so he could only accept them with a smile.

It just so happens that Xiao Huang also likes to smoke this cigarette, so I can share some with him later.

As for the tea cake, well, let's save it for him for now.

This Pu-erh tea gets better with age.

(End of this chapter)