Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 850 Officer Chen (Part 2)
"Squad leader, you served in Xinjiang? I've been there, it's a great place, the lamb skewers are delicious. The mountains and grasslands are amazing, and the people are incredibly hospitable."

Officer Chen had a smile on his lips and spoke in a relaxed tone, but it made the square-faced man's heart tighten suddenly.

For some reason, the description of Xinjiang's culture and geography that the other person was giving him sounded like an ordinary tourist trip, but in the mind of the square-faced man, it was a completely different picture.

On the vast Gobi Desert, the rough yellow sand swirls and whirls, and occasionally a vulture flies low overhead, squeaking as if urging the upcoming dinner.

A policeman with the words "Special Investigation" printed on his vest lay on the ground, clutching a grenade in his hand, his eyes like hooks, staring intently at the natural cave entrance made of rocks and soil next to him.

There were more than a dozen living people crammed into the cave.

Back to reality, the square-faced man swallowed hard and looked nervously at the uninvited Officer Chen: chatting with his comrades was one thing, but actually encountering this killing machine in real life was another.

Although he had blood on his hands, aside from those clueless new recruits, he also had his own pride in front of the training pacesetters and other veterans in the team.

However, there are also differences in quantity between different types of blood.

Quantitative change will inevitably lead to qualitative change.

"Although I never served in the military, I have many comrades-in-arms, the kind who would share life and death with me." Officer Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the past with a seemingly gentle tone, and murmured softly, "Yu Maiken, Little Fatty, Xu Mingliang."

The weight of the phrase "sharing life and death" is especially profound for people with square faces in this peaceful era.

As he spoke, Officer Chen turned his head slightly to look over, the smile on his lips neither too deep nor too shallow. In the eyes of those in the know, it was like a precious sword hidden in its sheath, the kind that had been sharpened and seen blood.

The square-faced man, who always walks on the edge of danger, is exactly this type of person.

"Yu Yu Maiken?" His Adam's apple bobbed.

The name was very familiar to the square-faced man. As a veteran who had served in the southern border region, he knew exactly what kind of person this guy, nicknamed "the God of Slaughter in the Southern Border Region," was.

Although the armed police were composed of Kyrgyz people, they showed absolutely no mercy when killing fellow Kyrgyz citizens who had broken the law. Their faces, with their forced smiles and the lifeless beads hanging on them, were devoid of any warmth.

This time it wasn't just hearsay; the person with the square face had been seen from afar during a joint operation.

In that operation, apart from a young Chinese girl who was rescued, no one else was left alive; not a single one survived.

"Oh? Squad leader, you know Yu Maiken too?" Officer Chen's tone rose, clearly somewhat surprised, but his eyes became serious.

Only then did the square-faced man feel a genuine smile.

“Uh, I know him, but he probably doesn’t know me.” The square-faced man finally spoke up. The “Duty Regulations” were forgotten along with Yu Maiken, whom he knew and had fought alongside. “During that operation, the situation on the scene was a bit complicated. The police couldn’t handle it and called for backup. By the time we got there, we didn’t expect that the man had already been killed by them.”

The "they" here naturally refers to the team led by Yumaikeng.

When talking about the past, based on their shared experience in Nanjiang, Lao Lu, with his square face, let down his guard and became more talkative: "Tsk tsk, I have to say, compared to those useless guys in the public security bureau, Captain Yu Maiken Yu is really skilled, it's just that he has a bad temper."

Generally speaking, the public security police take the lead. If they can't handle it, the armed police have to follow up. If the armed police are also helpless, then only Lao Lu can come and open fire.

This led to a complete chain of discrimination.

"What operation?" Officer Chen asked. Xiao Wang, who had been constantly chattering, suddenly became quiet.

Although it happened many years ago, the man with the square face omitted most of the details, only mentioning the already public results and trivial details.

Just like how the square-faced man would tell new soldiers stories of how he survived desperate situations on the battlefield and how he fought his way out of a hail of bullets.

After he finished speaking, he gave his usual aunt-like smile, his eyes revealing a weathered yet undeniable pride.

"Alas, it's a pity that her parents were both killed by the criminals in this incident," Officer Chen replied in a low voice.

hiss!
The square-faced man was stunned for a moment, his smile froze, and then gradually faded away.

His Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't say anything more appropriate for the situation. Instead, he asked, "Officer Chen, were you there at the time?"

Officer Chen shook his head, his voice becoming lighter and more animated: "When I was hospitalized in Nanjiang, Yumaike brought a big girl to see me. He introduced her as his daughter, Little Grape. Hey, how could a big, curly-haired, light-brown Kyrgyz man have such a black-haired, black-eyed daughter? He's treating me like a child!"

Perhaps it was the memory of those fond moments that brought back a smile to Officer Chen's lips.

"But you know what, when this father and daughter stand together, they really do look like they're from the same family!"

"It really looks like it!" Officer Chen smacked his lips and said with certainty.

The square-faced man seemed uncertain and cautiously asked, "This daughter, could she be from that operation?"

Officer Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled broadly.

Upon meeting the gaze of the square-faced man, she put aside her earlier curiosity and sympathy and smiled broadly.

Thanks to Yu Maiken, whom they both knew, the awkward atmosphere of their first meeting at the breakfast stall truly melted away like ice.

"Hehe, squad leader, don't be fooled by Yu Maike's perpetually sour face, as if everyone owes him money. Let me tell you, that's actually a good thing. In fact, his occasional smile is even more frightening."

Officer Chen gently patted the table and chuckled, "He had just come down from the mountain and was exhausted, so he fell and was covered in blood. I don't know what he was thinking, but even while he was on the stretcher, he was grinning at the nurse, which scared the young girl so much that she almost dropped him and caused him further injury. Hehe."

Coming down the mountain
For no apparent reason, the square-faced man was reminded of that cave filled with blood and gore.

He swallowed hard, wondering how the scene could shift from a heartwarming picture of adopting a girl to a scene of someone covered in blood.

Chatting with Officer Chen is like riding a roller coaster, it's quite exciting!
"Later I asked him, 'Why do you, someone who can't smile, have to make that funny face to scare the young girl? She came here to help, be careful she doesn't end up with some kind of trauma.'" Officer Chen shook his soy milk, his gaze drifting to the main road, pausing for a moment before continuing, "He said, 'It's rare that no one has died in such a big mission.'"

The square-faced man suddenly tightened his grip on the plastic cup, causing it to crack open again. The so-called "no one died" meant there were no sacrifices.

The square-faced man stared down at the deformed soy milk cup in his hand, and through the crisscrossing cracks on the surface of the cup, he seemed to see the yellow sand on the Gobi Desert.

He dedicated his youth to that land, well, perhaps not as precious as he imagined, because there are plenty of other people squandering their youth there.

There, life is precious.