Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 916 No matter who
Chen Shu heard the cries for help from the crowd outside.

The instant the iron gate closed, in that very instant, Chen Shu's life experiences since graduation flashed through his mind. Faces of all kinds—crying, angry, howling, and contemptuous—flashed by like a PowerPoint presentation.

Chen Shu lifted his foot and stepped steadily onto the granite in the embassy courtyard, one step after another, without looking back.

No matter who you are, every choice you make on the road of life comes at a price.

No matter who it is.

Once inside the conference room, Zhang Yang's emotions calmed down a bit. After sitting down and taking a sip of the mineral water Jiang Hai handed her, she began to recount her experiences along the way in front of everyone.

Let's start from the beginning.

Many people may have only heard of northern Myanmar in recent years, but in fact, this place had a notorious name decades ago: the infamous "All Triangle".

In the past, despite the lack of information, there was a consensus among people that the entire triangle area was equivalent to a forbidden zone.

For ordinary people, the answer to the past was simply death.

However, in order to attract people, those with ulterior motives changed the name in the propaganda, subtly changing "the whole triangle" to "northern Myanmar", and even artistically embellishing it as "my kingdom".

While northern Myanmar appears stable on the surface, with electricity, water, and internet access, and the people not going hungry, and with a nominally unified government, the border region is actually in a state of warlordism and infighting.

The biggest drain on warfare is not manpower, but money.

Due to China's increasing efforts to combat drugs and the emergence of new synthetic drugs, relying solely on planting and traditional drug production can no longer meet military expenditures. Therefore, these armed groups have turned their attention to emerging industries.

That is, gambling and telecom fraud.

There are many descendants of Chinese in northern Myanmar. Although they speak Mandarin with a slight accent, they are no different from people in the border provinces of China. They also use Chinese currency, and even the electricity and communication networks are built by Chinese operators.

In the early days, all sorts of companies, whether it was gambling or telecom fraud, could make money, so the employees who actually worked on these operations could also get a share of the profits, and the amounts were quite substantial, with the same freedom to come and go.

Under such circumstances, people from China have been sneaking into northern Myanmar in droves. Some of those who made money and returned home even came back a few months later, bringing relatives and friends with them, hoping to expand their businesses.

However, China later began to vigorously promote anti-telecom fraud domestically and also built towering iron fences along the China-Myanmar border. With both measures in place, the number of people coming to Myanmar dropped sharply.

Ordinary people are no longer easily fooled, and it's also difficult for migrant workers to get in.

At this point, the bosses hiding behind the scenes start to use their tricks, the first thing they do is turn the workers into pigs, and that's how hell on earth is born.

Human beings without order and control can be more vicious than many people can imagine.

Using an electric baton to beat someone is already the bare minimum of punishment.

They hammer nails into people's buttocks, break their arms and then shake their hands violently, throw people into dog cages to train them like dogs, or keep them as blood slaves, cutting off their kidneys or livers whenever they want, taking them whenever they want, and making them live in fear and pain every day.

In their eyes, piglets are property, and even if they want to die, they need their permission.

You should know that in northern Myanmar, death is a release.

"Xiao Zhao was captured by them while covering our escape." Zhang Yang's voice sounded like it had been sanded, each word tinged with suppressed sobs.

Xiao Zhao, who had followed her around doing fieldwork for many years, was not only her work partner, but also a friend who had shared hardships with her.

Northern Myanmar is such a dangerous place that most people wouldn't come even with a knife to their throat. But Xiao Zhao, though terrified, still followed Zhang Yang into this so-called hell on earth. Even when he was almost crying from fright, he still drove straight towards those demons without looking back.

In the end, immense grief and a sense of powerlessness completely overwhelmed Zhang Yang.

She covered her eyes with her hands, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably, only suppressed sobs echoing in the conference room. Chen Shu turned to Wang Yan and asked, "As the commander, can I lead a team to the Dalalin park to rescue people now?"

Wang Yan hesitated for a moment before truthfully saying, "Officer Chen, according to previous regulations, we do not have law enforcement authority here, so we do not have the right to enter this park."

"Isn't this a joint enforcement operation?"

"Yes, as is customary, we need to submit an application to the local judicial committee, and then the government will send an accompanying police officer to escort us in."

"So, we have to wait?"

Yes, we have to wait.

How long does it usually take?

"That's not certain; it will take at least four or five days."

After a pause, Wang Yan added, "There is currently a war going on over there. According to international practice, staff and organizations from third-party countries like ours are not allowed to enter the battlefield."

After a pause, Wang Yan glanced at Chen Shu, who was listening attentively, swallowed hard, and continued, "Even if we force our way into that area, no one will actually care about us, but our safety will be seriously threatened."

Chen Shu was taken aback and asked, "If this is not allowed and that is not permitted, how exactly is our joint law enforcement team supposed to enforce the law? We can't just sit at the door and watch them fight without doing anything, can we?"

Wang Yan pulled up a chair and sat down. She took a bottle of mineral water from the conference table and gulped down half of it. After wiping her mouth, she noticed that everyone was looking at her and felt a bit pressured. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head.

"Officer Chen, to be honest, this is the first time I've encountered a situation like this."

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

I don't know, which means it's not that it's impossible, nor is it prohibited.

Who is Chen Shu? He is just a small policeman in Dongzhou City, Donghai Province. Yet, he was appointed as the commander of the law enforcement team by the high and mighty Deputy Chief Ling.

Such appointments across different levels have never been made casually throughout history; the underlying power struggles and considerations must involve astronomical calculations.

why?
You can tell from Wang Yan's answer that no one knows, including the police liaison officer who has been stationed in Myanmar for many years and the newly appointed commander of the law enforcement team.

The appointment was made, and the team had already reached the border of northern Myanmar. What to do next? Generally speaking, as Wang Yan said, it's just one word: wait.

They are just a small action team in the joint law enforcement efforts between China and Myanmar. They are just the first card played by the higher-ups in response to the situation in northern Myanmar. Now they are just waiting for the reaction of the autonomous regions on the other side.

This is like playing cards. Chen Shu and the others are just cards. Their function is to wait for the player's instructions and then follow them. It sounds simple, but it requires the person carrying it out to have extremely strong abilities.

As Wang Yan said before, once they enter the war zone, no one can guarantee their safety.

Bang.

The door to the conference room opened.

A group of people walked in. The man in the lead was about fifty years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and had a well-proportioned build.

"Counselor Li."

Wang Yan squeezed out of the crowd surrounding Zhang Yang, approached Counselor Li, and introduced them: "We just came from Yangon. This is Officer Chen Shu, who served as the commander of the Dalalin area in this joint operation. This lady is a reporter from a local TV station in the East China Sea. Some time ago, she went undercover to investigate the telecom fraud park and filmed firsthand video footage."

"Oh? You mean that female reporter who did the live broadcast?"

"Yes, that's her."