In Hong Kong variety shows, what does "crime buster" mean?

As Chen Fan emerged from Uncle Biao's office, the morning light streamed through the windows onto the gleaming floor, almost blindingly bright.

He pushed open the door to the office of the Third Major Crimes Unit, which had been tidied up neatly.

Su Yulian was standing next to the desk, bending over to wipe the surface. Her white shirt was stretched taut and swayed slightly with her movements.

This scene reminded him of some things about giving nicknames in the Guangdong region.

When encountering Zhen, one must have sharp teeth; when encountering Lian, one must have big waves.

It just goes to show that the older generation knew how to enjoy life.

"Inspector Chen is here?"

Su Yulian straightened up, still clutching the rag in her hand.

When she saw Chen Fan, she gave a shy smile, but her chest unconsciously puffed out, and the buttons on her shirt looked like they might pop open at any moment.

"Um."

Chen Fan walked to his seat and sat down. "How was your holiday?"

Uncle Biao gave his team three days off, including Su Yulian, the clerk.

"It's alright, I just help out with some chores around the house."

"Didn't you spend time with your boyfriend?"

"I...I don't have a boyfriend!"

Su Yulian immediately explained.

"Ahem, go outside and get the latest police reports."

Seeing her like this, Chen Fan immediately changed the subject.

A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow. Fang Jiexia is still around; it won't look good if things get out of hand.

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

Su Yulian nodded, but did not leave immediately. Instead, she stood there, twisting the corner of the rag between her fingers, as if waiting for something.

Chen Fan glanced at her. "Is there anything else?"

No, that's all.

Su Yulian blushed slightly and turned to walk out.

When she reached the door, she turned back, her lips moved, and finally she just whispered, "Mr. Chen, I'm going out now," and closed the door.

Chen Fan leaned back in his chair and let out a soft breath.

Could it be that they've been suppressing their feelings for too long?

Just as he was feeling annoyed, he heard conversations and footsteps coming from outside the corridor.

"Ah Lian just saw me blush. Do you think she likes me?!"

The sound of chili peppers could be heard clearly even through the door.

"I don't know if it's meaningful or not, but it's definitely not because of you. Maybe it's just because of the hot weather."

The curry was described as bland and unappetizing.

"Bullshit, you're just jealous of me!"

"Jealous of you? Are you more handsome than me? Or are you older than me?"

"You idiot, if you're so tough, go to the toilet after get off work and see who has the bigger one!"

"Fine, I'll go! What are you afraid of?"

The two pushed open the door while bickering, and when they saw Chen Fan sitting behind his desk, they immediately shut their mouths, stood at attention, and saluted.

Good morning, Brother Fan!

"morning."

Ma Jun and Song Zijie walked in from behind, both of them much more composed than Chili and Curry.

Fang Jiexia was the last to enter, carrying a thick stack of documents that was piled high, almost completely obscuring her face.

She tilted her head and peeked out from beside the documents, winking at Chen Fan.

"Brother Fan."

"Please sit down."

Chen Fan took the thick envelope out of the drawer, tore it open, and a stack of Hong Kong dollars was revealed.

He poured the money onto the table.

"Uncle Biao gave me a reward of 30,000 for the arms case. I'll take 8,000, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."

Chili's eyes lit up immediately, but she remained polite, saying, "Brother Fan, I can't accept this—"

"If you're not comfortable taking it, then don't."

Curry had already reached out and taken the money, and started counting it.

"Who said I wouldn't take it!"

Chili quickly moved over, and the two of them started dividing the food, one for each other.

Ma Jun and Song Zijie each took one, both with smiles on their faces.

"I knew following Brother Fan would guarantee a life of luxury!"

Chili held the money under her nose and sniffed it. "Hey, Inspector Fang, aren't you taking it?"

"I don't want it, you guys can divide it up."

Fang Jiexia finished speaking expressionlessly, then stood next to the desk.

Today she wore a black bodycon skirt that reached just to her knees, revealing her two fair legs.

"Brother Fan, this is the list of assassins whose identities have been confirmed for entry."

Fang Jiexia opened the top folder, which was densely covered with photos and documents, each page marked with a different colored label.

"These are all from Interpol. There are a total of 23 people, from Japan, Southeast Asia, Europe and North America."

Several of them are very famous internationally, such as—

"No need to introduce them one by one."

Chen Fan raised his hand to interrupt her, picked up the folder and flipped through it casually, his gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar faces.

"That old turtle Tsukamoto Kenji is dead and he's still making a fuss about gods and Buddhas everywhere. Everyone, you'll have to work hard from now on."

"Don't worry, Brother Fan, I can easily take on the work of two people!"

Chili was still excited after receiving the money.

"real?"

Chen Fan pulled out a document, raised an eyebrow, and asked.

"Uh, just kidding... but I'll absolutely obey Brother Fan's orders!"

Chili scratched her head guiltily.

"We are not the main force behind this."

Chen Fan pushed the documents in his hand forward: "This guy operates in Central, so we just need to keep an eye on him."

Fang Jiexia leaned over for a look, then frowned: "This guy's nickname is Black Mamba. He's from Europe, specializes in long-range sniping, and has been on Interpol's wanted list for five years."

"That sounds pretty plausible."

Chen Fan leaned back in his chair: "Inspector Fang, you're in charge of the team this time. We'll leave the rest of them to you."

"what?"

Ma Jun, who had been silent until now, couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fan, are you going to handle another case? Can I go with you?"

"Me too! Me too!"

"Me too...."

Before Fang Jiexia could say anything, the group was already unhappy, making her furrow her brows in anger.

"Shut up!"

Chen Fan scolded, "This mission is very simple. You don't need to do anything. Just keep an eye on this guy and don't let him do anything reckless."

After he finished speaking, he paused, then said earnestly:

"How can you improve if you keep following me? Inspector Fang is excellent in every way, he's more than capable of leading you."

"I'll listen to Brother Fan!"

Seeing everyone's silence, Song Zijie was the first to stand up for Chen Fan, but he added, "If Inspector Fang disagrees with us, Brother Fan, you can't just stand by and do nothing!"

"Don't worry, I'm not completely abandoning my responsibilities; I'm just not participating in the operation."

Chen Fan nodded.

Upon hearing this, Chili and the others finally relaxed.

Fang Jiexia also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Fan had confidence in her, which made her quite happy, but the problem was that she lacked confidence in herself.

"Inspector Chen, I won't let you down!"

"Um."

Chen Fan did not correct the way he addressed him.

Girls have many thoughts, let her be.

"You all go and take a look at the documents. Fang Sir, please stay behind."

Upon hearing this, Chili and the others didn't linger any longer and pushed and shoved their way out of the office.

With no outsiders around, Fang Jiexia's expression immediately changed.

"Brother Fan, what if I don't do it well?"

She moved closer, and the distance between them became somewhat dangerous.

"Call me if you don't do it right."

Chen Fan calmly said, "Go for it, nothing will go wrong."

"oh..."

Fang Jiexia nodded, then remembered that she had been left behind alone: ​​"Brother Fan, what did you call me for?"

"Is Li Xin'er, the one you mentioned, open for business today? I'm planning to go check it out this afternoon."

"She's a workaholic, she's there almost every day."

"Okay, I understand."

"Then... I'll go out?"