Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 173 Under the Fame
Late at night, Beitang Street, EME PARTY, fourth-floor private room
The lower floors are filled with modern DJs, but this place features a rare sight: orchestral instruments.

Amidst the melodious sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments, a bald man with a scarred face, seated at the head of the table, raised his wine glass and laughed loudly, "Come on, let's drink! After several days of meetings in the provincial capital, my bird is covered in cobwebs!"

"Thank you for your hard work, boss!"

"Thank you for your hard work, boss!"

"Let's do it! Let's do it!"

Everyone raised their glasses together, each person a beautiful young woman, exchanging toasts and laughing merrily.

The door to the private room opened, and a man in a black casual outfit with slicked-back hair jogged over to the bald man, leaned down, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Snapped!"

The bald man slammed his fist on the table: "That bitch is going too far!"

Immediately, the crowd below erupted in excitement.

Some of the younger brothers offered their concern and greetings, while others were filled with righteous indignation.

The people in the private room were all united in their hatred of the enemy, and they spoke very eloquently.

But no one volunteered.

The bald man squinted and swept his gaze across the group, knowing they were all talk and no action. They were good for drinking and having fun when things were peaceful, just to entertain his ears; when it really came down to it, they were utterly useless!

The bald man sternly gestured for him to stand up, then slowly walked into a small room in the corner of the private room with his hands behind his back.

The once bustling and noisy room suddenly fell silent.

The remaining people looked at each other, but dared not make a sound, for fear of disturbing their boss.

The bald man closed the door, walked to a small sofa inside, sat down, took out his phone, swiped around for a moment, deliberately composed himself, put on a smile, and dialed the number.

“Chen Shu, let me ask you, have you ever cracked down on high-end entertainment venues in the city?” Zhao Feifei asked calmly.

There were too many objective circumstances, and there was no way to discourage Chen Shu. After thinking for a while, he fell silent.

Not only Zhao Feifei knew about this, but even Chen Chuan, who usually stayed in the office drinking tea, knew about these objective realities even if he just thought about it.

Besides the fact that operators are adept at using methods to circumvent management, there are actually many other factors behind it.

For example, emerging industries like maid cafes or maid board game arcades openly and legitimately offer paid companionship. Besides categorizing staff into different tiers based on appearance and physique, the price per hour and the services offered are clearly printed on the menu.

So why are they allowed to run this business?
They exploited a legal loophole. Their services were similar to those of entertainment venues—essentially companionship—but their company was registered as a catering business.

However, things get complicated with high-end entertainment venues.

Zhao Feifei, with a half-smoked cigarette between her fingers, pointed at the brightly lit EME outside: "Don't worry, I'll show you a good show in a bit."

About ten minutes later, a middle-aged man dressed in black casual clothes walked from the EME gate toward the police car. Judging from his leisurely pace and his slicked-back hair, this man must be a senior manager inside.

He walked around the passenger seat and went straight to Zhao Feifei's side. "Sister Feifei, it's not comfortable sitting in the car in the middle of winter. Would you like to come upstairs for some tea?" the man invited familiarly.

It seems they must have had dealings before, but I don't know what kind of dealings they had. Chen Shu watched coldly.

Zhao Feifei said sarcastically, "Old Li, are you still holding a grudge about what happened last year? Are you planning to get me this time? Can't you see I'm wearing a police uniform?"

The EME employee named Lao Li said with a bitter face, "How could I dare? Even if you killed me, I wouldn't have the guts. Last time, it was all thanks to Sister Feifei's mercy! It's just that with you standing here like this, I really can't do business."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shu, who had been sitting in the back without saying a word, immediately realized that Zhao Feifei must have punished them last year, and that her parking the police car with its red and blue lights on in front of the KTV must have had a great deterrent effect on the venue.

At the very least, the customers coming and going will inevitably have some doubts, and those who want to come in and spend money tonight will probably reconsider.

"Do you drive this road? I'm tired from patrolling, so I stop to rest for a while on the side of the road, and you have a problem with that?"

"No, no. Then Sister Feifei, you rest first, I'll have the boys bring you some water."

Zhao Feifei waved her hand without replying.

The other party wisely left, but kept turning back every few steps, presumably feeling extremely awkward at that moment.

As the man entered the EME building, and Zhao Feifei still showed no intention of moving, Chen Shu wondered who the "waiting for" she had mentioned earlier was.

Chen Shu glanced at Chen Chuan, who was also silent. Chen Chuan frowned and shook his head, wondering what Zhao Feifei was doing so mysteriously.

This investigative method is completely baffling!
Half an hour later, a cell phone suddenly rang in the carriage.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Chen Shu, who had been observing Zhao Feifei from the back row, seemed to notice that the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up the moment the bell rang.

Zhao Feifei held the phone for a while before lazily answering it:
"Chen Da, is there something urgent at work that you're calling so late at night?"

"Oh, I'm on patrol."

"Just wandering around Beitang."

"Okay, I see."

He hung up the phone, started the police car, and drove off. None of the three men spoke in the car.

The car was dark, bathed in the dim light of the streetlights. Chen Shu sat in the back seat, staring at Zhao Feifei in confusion, repeatedly reviewing the entire inexplicable action of the evening in his mind.

First, unlike in the past when the police would secretly gather their forces and then quickly raid illegal entertainment venues, this time only three people were dispatched. In reality, such a small number of people was simply not enough to handle such a major case. On the contrary, they made a big show of it by wearing police uniforms and driving police cars to block the entrance of EME, almost as if they were going to stick the words "I, Zhao Feifei, am going to get you" on their door.
Secondly, Zhao Feifei clearly had dealings with EME last year, and judging from their conversation, it was an unpleasant experience. However, considering EME's "please be lenient" tone today, did she lose last time?
Finally, after receiving the call from "Chen Da," she immediately drove away from the scene. Could it be that Zhao Feifei waited all night just for this call? The call didn't seem to reveal anything.
Aside from the fact that it just happened to call at this time.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, Chen Shu suddenly realized what was happening and stared at the "savage woman" with a high ponytail in the front seat with shining eyes!
A person's reputation is well-deserved!
At this moment, Zhao Feifei, who was in the driver's seat, started humming a song.

"I have clearly traversed the path before me day and night without rest."
Why haven't we reached the other shore of our dreams yet?

I have been on the road day and night without stopping.
I'd rather live well than die.
Who knows if there's an end?

In this mortal world, the path of no return
"

(End of this chapter)