Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 196 The Heist Ends
The area outside the shop was bustling and noisy, but the shop inside, where only Chen Shu was present, was quiet and peaceful.

Although it only took two or three hours, it really took a toll on him. Besides, he hadn't slept well last night, so if someone threw him a bed, Chen Shu would immediately fall asleep!

He casually grabbed a high chair that had fallen to the ground, straightened it, and plopped down on it. Then he pulled a walkie-talkie from behind his waist, turned it on, and placed it on the counter. He took a pair of cut-resistant gloves out of his pocket and tossed them next to the walkie-talkie. Leaning against the counter, he let out a long sigh of relief, radiating a sense of ease and comfort from head to toe.

Ah, I've finally caught my breath.

The glass door at the store entrance was pushed open, and Yan Chenxi, carrying an iron box, hurriedly led Zhu Chaoran, Xiao Qiang, and others over.

Xiao Qiang, with his loud voice, spoke first: "Damn it! Chief Chen, why didn't you put on your cut-resistant gloves? I saw you take gloves out of the car before you got out."

Zhu Chaoran followed up: "Brother Shu, you didn't forget to wear it, did you?"

Chen Shu waved his hand helplessly, forcing a show of bravado, and said, "Wearing this thing will affect my grip, and I'm afraid I won't be able to control my strength and might hurt someone."

“You just forgot!” Yan Chenxi opened the tin box and placed it on the counter, frowning as she took Chen Shu’s injured hand in her hand.

After glancing at it twice, he complained, "Didn't you say we were just standing at the door maintaining order and waiting for the SWAT team to arrive? How come you rushed in by yourself? Luckily, this time you only got a few cuts on your hands."

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of disinfectant alcohol from the metal box, opened the cap, and poured it directly onto Chen Shu's injured right hand.

"Hiss!" Chen Shu gasped.

Yan Chenxi, who was tending to her wound, heard the noise, turned her head and glared at Chen Shu: "You know it hurts, so you cried out? Why don't you play the hero and hold back your screams now?"

Zhu Chaoran, Xiaoqiang, Xiaolin and others standing to the side couldn't help but laugh. Under Chen Shu's glare, they patted their butts and quickly slipped out of the gold shop.

Only the two silent people remained inside the jewelry store.

Yan Chenxi took out cotton balls and medicinal powder from the tin box and gently applied them to the wound. Her expression was so worried; she would grit her teeth one moment and furrow her brow the next.

A few minutes later, after the wounds were treated, she shoved her things into the metal box with a loud thud, saying angrily, "Don't do it again next time!"

Chen Shu sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off, and jokingly asked, "Why should I?"

"Because I'm your grid leader! Because you're my grid police chief!"

Chen Shu lowered his head, his emotions a complex mix. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the relationship between the two of them seemed to have crossed the line of simply being friends or colleagues, especially considering the lingering misunderstanding with Huang Siqian.

He needs to explain, otherwise...
When he looked up, the girl's back was the only thing he could see. Before he could react, her slender figure flashed past the shop entrance.

At the intersection of Gaodengqiao Road, next to the police command vehicle!

Director Zhang, the executive deputy director of the Zhengming District Branch, stood at the front of the car, Li Da, the captain of the Special Police Brigade, stood to his left and a little behind him, and Li Meng, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, stood to his right and a little inside him.

Several officers from the branch's publicity department, some carrying cameras and others with large automatic flashlights, were intently filming the arrest of the three branch leaders.

Director Zhang cleared his throat and coughed a few times, his expression serious as he officially began filming. Li Da and Li Meng, who were responsible for providing background support and technical expertise, also stood up straight with solemn expressions.

"Our bureau is implementing this this time."

About ten minutes later, the filming ended.

Director Zhang glanced at his watch, mentally calculating the journey to the Dongzhou Public Security Bureau, knowing he didn't have much time left. His superiors there were waiting for him to personally report on their work. He beckoned to Li Da and Li Meng, who had already left to prepare for their departure.

"Li Da, I'm entrusting the task of escorting the suspect and the hostage to the Criminal Investigation Department. Make sure there are no problems on the way."

Li Da nodded: "I guarantee I will complete the mission."

“Li Meng, I originally wanted to talk to Chen Shu in person. But the leaders of the Municipal Bureau are urging me to go over there. Could you go and say hello for me? Anyway, you two are classmates, so you should have a lot to talk about.”

Li Mengli stood at attention and said, "Director Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely convey your concern."

Director Zhang glanced around at the orderly evacuation scene, thinking about his upcoming report to the city bureau leaders on the completion of the mission. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Xiao Li, let's go then."

Gaodengqiao intersection

The previously bustling scene vanished without a trace as the criminals were arrested by the police and the female hostage was successfully rescued.

The only evidence that a major case had occurred here before was the reflective cones swaying in the wind at the entrance of the jewelry store and the police cordon ropes tangled together on top of them.

Chen Shu carried the kitchen knife that the thug had been holding as he walked out of the store and saw a middle-aged bald man squatting in a corner outside the store, smoking a cigarette in a dejected manner.

The cigarette was in his mouth, but he didn't take more than a few puffs; it just sat there untouched.

Several cigarette butts lay at my feet.

"You must be the shop owner." Chen Shu walked to the side, gently touched the other person's shoes with his toe, and asked, "Are you the owner of this Friendship Gold Shop?"

The middle-aged bald man glanced at the young policeman, but feeling irritated, he didn't respond and continued to create secondhand smoke rings.

After a pause, Chen Shu leaned closer to the other person and continued with a smile, "Come in, let's take stock of the losses in your shop. Come to the office in a few days, and I'll reimburse you."

The middle-aged bald man dropped the cigarette he had been holding in his mouth. He turned around, bewildered, and asked, "Officer, can this be reimbursed?"

Chen Shu handed the kitchen knife to Zhu Chaoran, who had rushed over, and instructed him to keep the evidence safe and deliver it to the duty room at the station. He said that the branch office might send someone to pick it up in a little while.

He then pressed his hands against the railing at the shop entrance and joked, "Reimbursement is possible, but our office is poor, so don't report any random amounts."

The middle-aged bald man hurriedly stood up and waved his hand, saying, "No, definitely not!"

Chen Shu called over Xiao Lin and Xiao Qiang, instructing Xiao Lin to take the body camera and accompany the shop owner to the gold shop to assess the losses and copy all the surveillance videos from the shop. He also instructed Xiao Qiang to clean up the reflective cones and police cordon ropes at the shop entrance, and if convenient, to find a broom and clean up the surrounding ground as well.

"Damn it! Officer Chen, can I refuse this sweeping job?" Xiao Qiang still treated Chen Shu as Officer Chen from previous years, and spoke his mind directly.

Chen Shu laughed and said, "Then how about I help you clean up later?"

Xiao Qiang touched his bald head and acquiesced.

When I came in, the afterglow of the setting sun was still there; when I came out, the moonlight was shining brightly, studded with countless stars.

Standing on the steps at the shop entrance, Chen Shu, exhausted from two days of work, habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket to perk himself up. As he lit it, he was startled to see the neatly bandaged bandage on his right hand.

(End of this chapter)