Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 832 The Distinguished Owner of the Huoxi Car (Part 2)
Zhu Yiba must have considered and hesitated for a long time before making this decision, otherwise he wouldn't have brought it up on his last night in Kunming.

Chen Shu listened to Zhu Yiba's words with a calm gaze, but a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

It has to be said that after learning from Chen Chuan that Zhang Yang's record of going abroad could not be found in the public security intranet, Chen Shu's mentality subtly changed.

Having spent years navigating the complexities of society, they no longer possessed the carefree spirit of their youth. At this moment, Chen Shu's heart was filled with a multitude of emotions.

On the one hand, it was about understanding and supporting Zhu Yiba; on the other hand, Chen Shu, who had already been to northern Myanmar, was naturally aware of the dangers there.

"Chen Da, this is my own business, you really don't need to get involved." After a few minutes of silence in the room, Zhu Yiba's emotions gradually calmed down, and he spoke more fluently. "Don't even think about persuading me, you can't persuade me."

Chen Shu couldn't help but glance at Chen Chuan, who was still playing with his phone.

Human nature is selfish, a view Chen Shu strongly agrees with, and he never considers himself a great and righteous person, even though he wears a uniform representing fairness and justice every day.

He catches thieves; that's his duty as a police officer, something he's paid to do.

He helps people when no one threatens his personal safety.

Even back then, in the desert caves of Nanjiang and on the rooftop platform of a residential building in Dongzhou, his killings were due to the sacrifice of his comrades, which touched a raw nerve.

In retrospect, it seems somewhat insincere to say that he did so much for the country, for the Party, and for the people; he could deceive others, but he couldn't deceive himself.

"Hey, Lao Zhu, stop staring at me. I'll listen to Chen Shu. If he says I'll go, I'll go; if he says I won't go, I won't go." Chen Chuan, whose eyes were glued to his phone screen, somehow noticed Zhu Yiba staring at him. He chuckled and passed the buck to Chen Shu.

“I understand how you feel.” Chen Shu slowly exhaled and stood up. “But once you’re involved, it’s hard to extricate yourself.”

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I've never considered myself a particularly noble person. Most of the time, whether it's fighting crime or helping victims, it's just because it's my duty."

As Chen Shu spoke, he slowly walked to Zhu Yiba, who was sitting on the corner of the bed, and patted the other's stiff shoulder: "Like this time, we made so many preparations and went all the way to northern Myanmar. Was it really for the sake of the Chinese people, to fight against telecom fraud there?"

Chen Shu looked up at the ceiling and said calmly, "No, it's not for any grand cause."

He paused, then patted Zhu Yiba on the shoulder again and repeated, "It's all because of you guys."

“Chen Chen Da.” This man from the North, who always buried his deepest emotions in his heart and licked them in solitude, had a look of relief in his eyes. “With you here, I feel much more at ease.”

Chen Shu lowered his head and slowly pressed down hard on Zhu Yiba's shoulder.

His emotions were complicated, and he had many thoughts on his mind, but in the end, he said these words. Even he himself didn't know whether his true thoughts were whether he wanted to go to northern Myanmar or not.

For a moment, Chen Shu suddenly felt that he was being fake and didn't seem like a policeman.

"Come on! You two are both over fifty years old combined, and you're still putting on such a sentimental show. Aren't you ashamed?" Chen Chuan put down his phone, spat, and then laughed. "We're just going to northern Myanmar for fun, but you guys are making it sound like a life-or-death situation. Haha, funny, funny."

The room's originally somber atmosphere became much more relaxed after Chen Chuan disrupted it.

"Alright, Yiba, we're leaving tomorrow. You should go back to your room and rest early."

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

After Zhu Yiba left, Chen Chuan picked up his phone and started scrolling through Douyin (TikTok).

Chen Shu sat in the spot where Zhu Yiba had been sitting, without saying a word.

After a long while, Chen Chuan said casually, "Chen Shu, do you not want to go to northern Myanmar anymore?"

Chen Shu was speechless. He didn't intend to hide anything from his old classmate and readily admitted, "I do have some ideas, but I haven't decided yet. By the way, how did you figure it out?"

Chen Chuan said quietly, "If you really wanted to take Zhu Yiba to northern Myanmar, you could have made him obediently go back to his room and sleep with just one sentence. You wouldn't have bothered with all this nonsense. What righteousness, what brotherhood, it's all a joke."

Chen Shu remained silent.

Chen Chuan was equally blunt, his voice rising a bit: "You're a good person in every way, except you like to overthink things. What's the point of thinking about all this and that? Aren't you tired of living like this? Let me tell you, life is just a play, we should just enjoy it to the fullest."

"Look at you, you're actually having second thoughts, but you still have to agree to go to northern Myanmar with Lao Zhu. Tsk tsk, I feel exhausted just watching you go." Chen Chuan continued, his eyes fixed on his phone screen. "Actually, I think it's fine this way. None of us are saints. There are too many miscellaneous things in this world. We can't possibly take on everything, can we? Do we still have a life? Do we still have relationships?"

The previous comments were quite good, but the last sentence, "Are you interested in dating?", made Chen Shu laugh so hard he couldn't help it.

"What, you're in a relationship now?"

"I'm in a relationship?" Chen Chuan pointed to his nose, looking at Chen Shu with wide eyes, as if the other was talking nonsense. "You've fallen into it yourself, and you still haven't realized it?"

For some reason, upon hearing this sentence, a certain string in Chen Shu's mind suddenly twitched. It was her, the one who had always been there.

Chen Chuan scoffed and started scrolling through Douyin again.

"Why are you always on your phone today? And you seem to be having so much fun. What's so interesting about it?" Chen Shu leaned over, trying to ease the awkwardness.

Chen Chuan seemed to have completely disregarded the previous conversation, and now he pointed at his phone screen with a smug look on his face: "Hey, look at these self-media outlets, they're always telling the truth."

Chen Shu glanced down and saw a news article with the headline, "The Aftermath of the Deliveryman Demanding Installment Payments After Hitting a Luxury Car." Chen Chuan was currently browsing the comments, with the top few comments boasting tens of thousands of likes.

"The poor have their responsibilities, and the rich have their vision."

"Please contact me, the owner of this car from Horch. I want to marry you!"

"This is what you call a distinguished Horch owner. I'm not envious of such wealthy people at all TT"

"May he become increasingly wealthy!"

"May he earn a million a year!"

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At this moment, Chen Shu could sense Chen Chuan's true feelings. He was genuinely happy, just as he had said before: life is a play, and you should enjoy it to the fullest.

The traffic accident happened late at night. While everyone was still fretting over the damage to the vehicle, Chen Chuan, the person involved, nonchalantly stated that the deliveryman did not need to pay compensation.

When the deliveryman expressed his gratitude, Chen Chuan chuckled and pointed out that the other party needed to pay for his transportation to the scene—that terrifyingly expensive Didi luxury car fare.

The purpose is to teach the other party a lesson so that they will know to obey traffic rules in future rides.

Chen Chuan chuckled and pointed at the comment "Wishing him an annual income of one million," his eyes crinkling with laughter: "If he earns one million a year, he's really doomed."

Chen Chuan's lips naturally curled up, even an AK couldn't suppress it.

Taking advantage of his good mood, Chen Chuan shared his thoughts: "Shu, don't worry about Lao Zhu. I'll go see him tomorrow morning. He's so old, why is he still playing this revenge game? How childish. Don't worry, he's just drunk and emotional. I'll talk to him tomorrow and he'll be fine. Then, we can go to the border together. You can buy some local specialties to take back to your girl and calm her down. Women, no matter how angry they are, will be all gone once they receive a gift."

To be honest, Chen Shu felt relieved when he heard that Chen Chuan had taken over Zhu Yiba's responsibilities. However, he knew that Zhu Yiba, as a soldier, was also very determined and would not easily give up such an opportunity.

Chen Shu had experienced the pain of losing comrades in Nanjiang and in Dongzhou. If he were in Zhu Yiba's position, he would also head to northern Myanmar. No one could stop him, really, no one could.

Thinking of this, Chen Shu felt even more distressed.

Should he go or not?

It wasn't that he was cowardly; it was just that with more experiences, Chen Shu's respect for death had become increasingly profound.

"Book! Look at our backs, aren't we handsome!"

Chen Chuan cheered and pointed to a photo in the video, jumping for joy.

Chen Shu immediately recognized that the delivery guy had secretly taken the photo from a distance. It had only happened a few hours ago, yet it had already gone viral online in such a short time.

The power of the internet is truly extraordinary!
This was particularly surprising.

In an instant, Chen Shu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had suddenly become enlightened. He stood up from the sofa and rushed to the phone that was charging on the bedside table.

Unlock, tap, enter a name, search, swipe, tap again.

Last and latest video.

Against a backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, her long, glossy black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, giving her an air of both competence and feminine grace.

Her eyes were brighter than ever before.

The background, on the other hand, is a tall and imposing Chinese port.

IP address: Myanmar.

"Tsk tsk. Reporter Zhang, oh Reporter Zhang, so you've gone smuggling yourself out again. Sigh, I'm really impressed." Chen Chuan came up from behind, looked at the phone in Chen Shu's hand, and sighed, "As the old saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Well, this is good, it saves our Inspector Chen from agonizing over things and disturbing my sleep at night."

"Tomorrow morning, let's go go go!" Chen Chuan became excited again. "Wow, so my previous move wasn't bad after all. It came in handy during this trip to northern Myanmar! I'm such a genius, haha!"

Chen Shu turned around and looked at his old classmate who had always silently supported him.

He wanted to go, so he went.

He doesn't want to go, he won't go.

"Chen Chuan, thank you," Chen Shu said solemnly.

Chen Chuanxuan, who was standing on the bed gesturing wildly, suddenly stopped. A few seconds later, he hummed and laughed again, his tone light and cheerful.

"It's nothing, I'm a distinguished Horch owner."

(End of this chapter)