Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 905 Commander (Part 1)
In just a short while, the information that came out of Ma Rongcheng's mouth was both solid and logical. It turned out that the provincial department's seconded personnel, who were not particularly important to people, were actually very knowledgeable.

After this exchange, the incident where Director Dong flatly refused Yingjie's suggestion to appoint Chen Shu, a policeman from another province, as the regional commander of Dalalin, has now been reversed, and it is clear to everyone that it is just a matter of final confirmation.

Yingjie stood up in disbelief, staring wide-eyed at Ma Rongcheng: "Old Ma, how do you know this intelligence? The Burmese side didn't provide it to us either, did they?" As she finished speaking, Yingjie cast a questioning glance at her secretary.

The secretary lowered her head and rummaged through the paper documents in her hands for a while before finally confirming, "No, none of the things Teacher Ma just mentioned are written in there. They must have been provided by Teacher Ma's informant."

The secretary helped Ma Rongcheng explain the source of the information, which not only absolved him of the problem of lacking information channels, but also indirectly affirmed Ma Rongcheng's professional skills and the authenticity of the information.

After all, they are criminal investigators, so it's normal for them to have multiple sources of information.

It's unclear whether the secretary deliberately overlooked this point or genuinely forgot it: while it's true that Ma Rongcheng is an investigator and has informants he keeps under his control, both are confined to China. How could they possibly have such detailed and clear knowledge of armed organizations in remote foreign countries?

Director Dong didn't care much about these things. Once he was in his position, as long as the general direction and the people to do the work were determined, he didn't need to pay too much attention to the details.

At this moment, he remembered the phone call from his department half a month ago. The content was very simple: he was asked to assign the special task force from Donghai Province to their special task force in Yunnan Province that was going to Myanmar.

That's all there was to it; there was no other hidden meaning.

But the incoming call was not simple; it came through a red landline.

This phone is no ordinary device. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the Public Security Bureau, a department that was responsible for the stability of the entire province, a cadre of Director Dong's rank would not be qualified to have a separate secure line in his office.

So after receiving the call, Director Dong felt a strong sense of curiosity and personally received Chen Shu and his group. However, upon inspection, he found that although the group was of diverse backgrounds, they were of relatively low rank, including demobilized soldiers, police academy students, and grassroots special police officers. There was nothing particularly remarkable about them.

Later, no major news came, so Director Dong assumed it was just some poor relative of a big shot from Beijing coming to Yunnan Province to gain experience. He put the matter aside and eventually forgot about it as time went by and he got busy with other things.

Ma Rongcheng pressed his advantage, saying, "Director Dong, in ancient times, the elite troops were always placed in the most difficult locations. If the elite troops won, the battle was naturally won. Under the current circumstances, only Chen Shu is capable of serving as the commander of the Dalalin region! As for the other regions..."

Ma Rongcheng swallowed his words. Those lucrative places where one could easily gain merit were not places someone of his caliber could suggest. A lot of people with connections and those high-ranking officials from the capital were eyeing them with envy.

On the contrary, places like the Dalalin region, which require a tough battle to conquer and can only be won through real skill, are exactly as Ma Rongcheng had previously said, and people with connections avoid them like the plague.

And for leaders who are on the front lines and bear the responsibility, it is even more necessary to put the sharpest edge of the knife here.

After all, things still need to be done by people, and those people must be capable of doing things well so that the next group of people can reap the rewards.

If those at the forefront are all defeated, those hiding in the back will undoubtedly run away without hesitation. After all, those who were originally hiding in the back to gain merit are unlikely to wave their hand and follow you to your death when things are going badly.

If that were the case, they wouldn't have hidden in the back.

"You old rascal, you talk a good game, but you don't sound like a police officer at the grassroots level at all. Don't think that this task force is my personal property, that I can have as many commanders as I want, understand?" Director Dong pointed at Ma Rongcheng and joked.

Generally, leaders are serious yet kind when dealing with their subordinates. But if one day they start cursing at you in front of others or making jokes with you, that's when they truly consider you one of their own.

This isn't absolute; you have to figure it out yourself. Someone like Ma Rongcheng, who's over forty, suddenly had an epiphany, stood up straight, and said earnestly, "Please rest assured, Commander! We will take down this telecom fraud stronghold in northern Myanmar, even if it costs us our lives."

Director Dong smiled and said, "Hmm, that's more like the demeanor of a senior criminal investigator. You'd better keep a close eye on Chen Shu. Of course, you can't let Yunnan Province down either. Bring out all the skills you've been hiding in China, and this time you're sure to win a resounding victory."

"Alright, I'll go find Vice Commander Ling."

Director Dong stood up, took the uniform jacket handed to him by his secretary, and before leaving, he glanced back at Ma Rongcheng, who was standing there watching him go, and smiled.

"Old Ma, you guys go back and get ready."

The battle is over!

Despite his advanced age, Ma Rongcheng couldn't contain his excitement. He quickly stood up, snapped to attention, and gave a perfect salute.

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

Meeting place.

Chen Shu stood up, looked around, and slowly said, "The current situation is completely unknown. Apart from knowing that someone is in the Dalalin region, we know nothing else."

Jiang Hai stroked his chin and reasoned, "Brother Shu, Xiao Zhao is in the Aung Soe Ling industrial park, but we don't know where that reporter named Zhang Yang is. If she had successfully escaped, she could have contacted her family immediately. But there's still no news, which means she's still in Myanmar."

Zhu Yiba shouted, "Chen Da, let's go. We can think of a solution as we go. It's better than staying here and discussing it any longer, which is a waste of time."

Chen Chuan, abandoning his usual carefree attitude, nodded seriously.

He had been to northern Myanmar, a place that used to be known as the Golden Triangle. Now it's called northern Myanmar, and most people have forgotten how brutal it was back then.

That was a war-torn place, a place where even a child on the street might hide a gun in their pocket.

It is said that a well-known director from Hong Kong went to northern Myanmar to film a movie. Because the fake guns were worn out too much during filming, if he wanted to replace them from Hong Kong later, it would not only cause delays but also be very expensive.

As a result, the locals in charge of receiving the guests suggested that they buy real guns directly in northern Myanmar for filming.

The director thought it made sense. Besides making the action more realistic on screen, the most important thing was that the cost was less than a third of the cost of the props from Hong Kong.

There was plenty of time. I mentioned my intention to buy guns in the afternoon, and they brought me the catalog and photos that evening. If I had an acquaintance to vouch for me, the arms dealer could even drive a pickup truck loaded with guns to my door.

If you want to check out the quality, you don't need to go far. Just leave it by the roadside, load up the bullets, and you can have a good feel for it.

"No, you all stay with the task force, I'll go alone."

Chen Shu's attitude was firm.