Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 838 Brother Ma
"Brother Ma! Brother Ma!"

A greeting pulled Ma Rongcheng out of his reverie. Looking to the side, he saw a group of police officers in peaked caps heading straight for them.

Hearing those familiar "Brother Ma" greetings was much more pleasant than hearing any "Expert Ma" or "Detective Ma."

Unlike the provincial capital or the provincial government offices, this is our own territory.

Looking at the middle-aged man with a scar on his face who was leading the group, Ma Rongcheng revealed the signature reserved smile that only middle-aged people have: Finally, the person has arrived, and now it's his turn to show off.

The newcomer had thick, sword-like eyebrows and bright, piercing eyes. Although he was wearing loose clothing, one could tell from his appearance that he had an absolutely robust physique.

A prominent scar on his forehead, running from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, was visible. He called out loudly from more than ten meters away from the crowd, exuding a somewhat江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air.

With the hat tucked under his arm, he seamlessly blended the identities of a江湖 (jianghu, a world of outlaws) and a policeman into one person, without any sense of incongruity.

He laughed heartily.

"My great detective, how come you came to Ruili without even greeting your brothers? Haha, we've grown distant, we've grown distant." The leading man laughed loudly, the scars on his face looking somewhat ferocious in the sunlight.

"Captain Zhang, I just arrived last night and haven't had a chance to tell you yet." Ma Rongcheng slowly put down his chopsticks and chuckled, "I knew your nose was sharp before, but I didn't expect it to be blocked so early in the morning."

"In our line of work, if you don't have a good nose, you're doomed."

Team Leader Zhang turned and gestured to his men to go to the next table for breakfast, while he casually picked up a stool and squeezed into Chen Shu's table.

"Brother Ma, can you lend me a few quotas? I'm new here, and it would be embarrassing if I didn't complete my quota in the first month!" Zhang took the large steamed bun placed in front of Ma Rongcheng without any hesitation and took a bite.

Ma Rongcheng glanced at Captain Zhang sitting next to him, whose eyes were bloodshot, clearly having stayed up all night. He watched as the other man wolfed down a steamed bun before asking, "Strange, I've never heard of Captain Zhang being short of quotas before."

"Haha, what can I do? I've changed offices and I don't know anyone here. I can't find these little rats right away." As he spoke, Captain Zhang's eyes swept over the people on the table, clearly showing curiosity about Chen Shu and the others. "Brother Ma, can you introduce them to us?"

"Oh, you're at the station, Deputy Chief of the station in charge of the case?" Ma Rongcheng first glanced at the group of young people sitting not far away, then turned to Chen Shu and the others, deliberately teasing them, "Our Chief Zhang is a very famous figure in this small anti-drug circle."

There is something else behind this.

Unlike criminal investigation, where a few decent major cases can make you famous in a small town.

Drug enforcement is about working as unsung heroes and behind-the-scenes police officers, which is generally completely unrelated to being "famous" or "renowned."

Therefore, this fame is usually intentional.

Everyone here is in the industry; they all understand.

Ma Rongcheng explained with a laugh: "He's arrested too many people. He's arrested every single person in the area, and everyone knows him. Others keep an eye on their workplaces, but there are always several groups of people squatting downstairs at his house, just to see if he's home. Hey, there's no way to hide it from him now."

Zhang, the police chief, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chen Shu and the others, saying, "I'm ashamed. I've spent half my life in drug enforcement, and now that I'm in the station, I'm still worried about drug quotas. It's embarrassing."

"Director Zhang is too modest. Compared to yours, our anti-drug efforts are nothing. The gap is too big. I'll have to learn a lot from you in the future." Chen Shu replied with a cupped-hand salute, his tone sincere.

Yunnan Province's anti-drug efforts are renowned throughout the country.

It's ranked first in the country in terms of danger, and no one disagrees with that ranking. As for how it's ranked first, let me give you a simple example.

For example, in other provinces, there has never been the concept of undercover agents in drug case investigations.

They usually use money to lure informants, who then lure out the case and the suspects. Police officers never get involved themselves, not even when auxiliary police officers are present. But in Yunnan Province, it's a different story.

"These people are from Donghai Province, here to investigate anti-fraud efforts. This is Officer Chen Shu."

Ma Rongcheng introduced Chen Shu and the others one by one. Zhang listened attentively, a hint of admiration on his face: "Zhang Jian, I've heard so much about you. Anti-fraud is no different from other things. Regardless of how busy you are, just the fact that you travel all over the country like this is quite remarkable."

"There's a sliver of hope when criminal investigators stake out a location; at least they know the suspect is still in the country. But when it comes to anti-fraud, it really depends on the other side's mood. Expecting them to just walk into a tree stump on their own is unrealistic. Tsk tsk, it's tough, really tough."

After saying that, Zhang Jian turned to Ma Rongcheng and said with a grin, "Brother Ma, the station won't be able to meet its quota this month. I heard that your brother Old Rabbit has already done it. Can you talk to him and ask him to do me a favor and see if he has any spare cash, or lend me a few?"

Ma Rongcheng glanced sideways, guessing he was hanging on.

Zhang Jian quickly held up two fingers, pleadingly saying, "Just two, two will do! We'll calculate the interest! Next month, once I've figured out this place, I'll definitely pay them back three!"

As the story progressed, the deputy director of the police station, who had a somewhat江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air about him, looked quite serious, which made everyone around him laugh.

Little did people know that this colleague with the scar on his face had earned his formidable reputation in the local anti-drug circle through his actual arrests.

"Alright!" Ma Rongcheng waved his hand with the air of a big brother and said decisively, "No problem, I agree on behalf of Old Rabbit. No need for interest, just treat their office to a meal later!"

After saying that, he immediately took out his phone and made a call. Unexpectedly, the old rabbit had been transferred to the county two steps away to work in public security.

The rabbit, unfamiliar with the place, is now running around in circles trying to meet its targets.

In a word, difficult.

Both words are difficult.

Feeling Zhang's fervent and expectant gaze, Ma Rongcheng gritted his teeth and made two or three more phone calls, finally finding someone willing to sell, thus not disgracing his title as a provincial expert.

"Old Ma, you really are an expert who's been to the provincial department! That's impressive! I'll treat you to dinner sometime!"

The way he was addressed changed seamlessly from "Brother Ma" to "Old Ma." Zhang's eyes, which were covered in dark circles, widened. He waved his right hand and led his men to the police station that Ma Rongcheng had contacted earlier.

This posture suggests a fear of being beaten to it by others.

Is it that exaggerated?
"Expert Ma, that county we just saw, it doesn't sound that close to here, does it?" Chen Shu looked at a Santana police car, which sped away through the crowd with smoke coming out of its rear.

That car was going really fast.

Ma Rongcheng picked up his bowl and chopsticks and said while eating, "It's quite far. If they go now, they won't be able to bring the person back until tonight, barring any unforeseen circumstances."

“In my early years, when I was working in the local government, there was no need for leaders to set any targets. We couldn’t keep up with the demand for people.”

After saying this, Ma Rongcheng sighed softly, it was hard to tell whether he was boasting or genuinely reminiscing about his heroic past.

Jiang Hai swallowed a mouthful of rice noodles and asked in a comedic tone, "Teacher Ma, how exactly can you not win?"

Ma Rongcheng smiled slightly: "You park your car at the supermarket, and in the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, you can catch a couple in the parking lot. Oh, right, it's possible that this 'distinguished guest' is right behind your car, all trembling."

The police officers from Donghai Province who were standing around were all stunned.

(End of this chapter)