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Chen Fan had thought it through clearly: since the other party could use their connections to isolate and bully him, then he wouldn't give them any face.

It's better to be a troublemaker than to be a dough maker.

"you!"

Lin Yaohui almost lost his temper, but years of self-cultivation allowed him to control his anger, especially with the reporter right next to him.

If I go back and write something carelessly, I'll be in big trouble.

"You'd better watch yourself."

He turned around and went back to his workstation, even cursing at his nearby colleagues.

Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and looked at Le Huizhen in front of him.

The closer you get, the clearer you can feel this woman's charm.

"Are you the trainee police officer?"

Lok Hye-ching noticed his gaze, and instead of trying to hide it, she adjusted her hair to reveal her entire face.

Well, Chen Fan's face, which resembles Edison Chen's, is still quite striking; at least it's not off-putting. If it were Eight-Taels-of-Gold, he'd probably be called to the police by now.

"Hello, Miss Yue, my name is Chen Fan."

Chen Fan remained serious.

"Shall we find a place to sit down and talk?"

Yue Huizhen took the initiative to speak.

Chen Fan naturally wouldn't refuse.

The two left the police station together and eventually chose a nearby ice cream parlor.

Lok Wai-ching ordered a lemon tea, while Chen Fan ordered a glass of water.

"Is this what you left behind last night?"

She glanced at the tape in Chen Fan's hand and spoke softly.

"No, I was getting an IV drip at the hospital this morning."

Chen Fan put his hand under the table.

"Officer Chen is injured?"

A perfectly measured hint of worry appeared on Lok Hye-jung's face.

This is a woman who makes very good use of her strengths.

"No, the doctor said it was due to physical exhaustion."

Chen Fan replied with a smile.

Lok Wai-ching nodded, wrote a line in her notebook, and then pressed the record button on the recorder next to her.

This means the interview has officially begun.

"Officer Chen, could you tell me what exactly happened last night? Start from when you received the report from headquarters."

After thinking about it, Chen Fan decided to tell the truth for most of the time, only hiding the part from the system.

"At night, my partner Uncle Li and I went on patrol. The headquarters reported a domestic dispute. Uncle Li was eating at the time, so I went over alone first."

But when I got there, I realized something was wrong. The commotion inside wasn't a domestic dispute at all; someone was being beaten.

"Didn't you wait for reinforcements?"

"no."

Why?

Chen Fan pursed his lips slightly. "There's a baby crying inside. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid something bad might happen."

Lok Wai-ching stopped writing and looked up at her.

"and then?"

"I tricked one of them into opening the door, and after taking him out, I engaged in a firefight with the remaining two thugs. Luckily, I'm tough and survived."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid."

Chen Fan said solemnly, "But fear aside, what needs to be done still needs to be done."

He understood very well what a journalist meant in this era.

To advance further in the police force, sometimes pen is more important than gun.

Since Lok Wai-ching had offered herself up, she naturally couldn't let the opportunity slip by.

"How many shots did you fire in total?"

"Five shots."

"Five shots, three people."

Lok Wai-ching twirled the pen in her hand. "How did you, a trainee police officer, manage to achieve this level?"

"I didn't have time to think about whether I could do it."

Chen Fan looked slightly confused: "All I know is that if I don't hit them, I'll be the one who dies."

Le Huizhen wrote down this sentence and then drew a horizontal line under it.

She then closed the notebook and looked directly into Chen Fan's eyes.

"One last question, do you consider yourself a hero?"

"No, I'm just a regular trainee police officer."

Chen Fan said seriously, "In the end, it's just about doing the right thing at the right time."

Le Huizhen looked at him, the corners of her mouth constantly turning upwards.

"That sentence is much better than 'I am a hero.' Thank you, Officer Chen Fan."

She stood up, put the tape recorder in her bag, took a couple of steps, and then suddenly turned back.

"By the way, there's something I want to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Before I came here, I checked the public records of your Sham Shui Po Police Station. In the preliminary report on the shooting incident on Tai Nan Street, the on-site commander's name was listed as Lam Yiu-fai."

Chen Fan's hand stopped on the cup.

"But he wasn't even there that night."

Le Huizhen gave a playful smile: "I got someone to provide the patrol schedule; he was off that night."

So here I am, a commander who wasn't even on the scene, more eager to be interviewed than the gunman who was. That in itself is news.

"Miss Yue."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

Chen Fan said seriously, "If there are similar situations in the future, I will only accept an exclusive interview with you."

"Ha... I'll have to look forward to it then."

Upon hearing this, Yue Huizhen smiled brightly and then strode away from the ice room.

Chen Fan gently turned the cup in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

After this incident, Lin Yaohui is unlikely to recover, and any potential setbacks he might face are even less significant.

In the face of ability and merit, all petty schemes are nothing but a source of ridicule.

All that's left is to deal with the Ministry of the Interior's investigation, and this matter will be completely over.

Chen Fan overheard people asking about the whereabouts of the D-grade drug at the door. There must be something else going on. If he could follow the trail, he might gain a large sum of sin points.

He was already getting impatient.

Two days later.

Ming Pao Weekly has been published.

The report on Le Huizhen took up two full pages, with a very eye-catching headline that was easy to spot at a glance.

I'm Not a Hero!! Five Bullets from a Trainee Police Officer

The article details the entire process of Chen Fan facing three armed thugs alone.

The phrase "fear is fear, but things still need to be done" was especially highlighted in bold.

Another point is that, I don't know if this woman wrote a paragraph at the end of the report because of that exclusive interview.

"Only trainee police officer Chen Fan and his partner Li Yaozu were present at the scene that night."

The latter was not present for some reason, so Officer Chen Fan was the only one present throughout the entire process.

It is noteworthy that in the initial report from the Sham Shui Po Police Station, the name of Officer Lam Yiu-fai, who was off duty that day, was listed as the on-site commander.

This is absolutely devastating.

When Chen Fan walked into the police station that morning, he could clearly sense that the atmosphere was different.

Fat Chen gave him a thumbs-up from behind the counter.

Two police officers he didn't recognize nodded as they passed by.

To praise the powerful and belittle the weak—that's human nature.

Lin Yaohui's self-proclaimed advantages were utterly worthless in the face of the power of the newspaper.

Just then, Zhao Guodong came up from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah Fan, you're really something! The director called Lin Yaohui into his office this morning."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. He looked terrible when he came out, like his mother had died."

Zhao Guodong laughed gleefully, his expression full of affection.