Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 225 Going to the School to Investigate
1:30 PM, Zhongshan Police Station, third floor, instructor's office

Zhang Yang, with her shallow dimples, was enjoying a pleasant afternoon with hot tea, delicious pastries, and the case files the police had specially prepared for her.

She took a small sip of hot tea and said thoughtfully, "Instructor, this tea is quite good, fresh and light. It must be white tea from Fujian Province."

The man sitting in the main seat making tea was Zeng Hong, the instructor of Zhongshan Police Station.

Drinking tea is a matter of fate. Among billions of people in this world, to meet someone who shares tea knowledge and is willing to drink tea together is an incredibly rare and precious thing. "A half-walled mountain cottage awaits the bright moon; a cup of clear tea evokes sorrow for a kindred spirit." Therefore, to meet through tea, to become acquainted through tea, and to form a bond through tea is a fortunate thing in life.

Having dealt with the rough-around-the-edges policemen at the station every day, Zeng Hong couldn't have been happier to meet a tea connoisseur like Zhang Yang.

"Teacher Zhang is an expert."

He thought of Chen Shu, who, although he also drank it all in one gulp, at least left a comment saying "good tea," and said, "I'll call Chen Shu right now and have him come to my office immediately."

Zhang Yang waved his hand: "No rush, no rush. It's still lunch break. You police officers work overtime and stay up late every day, so you don't get much sleep. To be honest, my new legal program is about to start airing, and I'm looking for good cases. So I'm here today mainly to look at your cases, not to see him."

At the end of his sentence, Zhang Yang made a special emphasis.

Zeng Hong, without batting an eye, simply said "Oh," his mind racing: "Why come to our little police station instead of the legal affairs team to find a case? Are you trying to fool this old man? This girl is so easily embarrassed."

Time flew by as the two chatted back and forth.

"Ding dong."

The clock on the office wall struck twice; it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zeng Hong smiled and took out his phone to make a call right in front of Zhang Yang. Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Yang lowered his head, picked up his teacup, and took a sip, but did not say anything to stop him from making the call.

He felt a surge of joy, which further confirmed his belief.

These two are got something going!
"Beep beep beep." The phone was answered after ringing several times.

Zeng Hong deliberately gave him face: "Director Chen, where are you? Teacher Zhang is in my office now, come over here for a moment."

"Huh? What? You went to No. 13 Middle School? What are you doing there?" Zeng Hong's voice was filled with confusion and bewilderment. He glanced at Zhang Yang and noticed that the small hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Hey, you still say you're not here to see Chen Shu.

"Campus gang? You suspect they're involved in organized crime?" Zeng Hong, who had been just curious, immediately became serious after hearing Chen Shu's answer.

Zhang Yang, who had been listening intently, immediately realized what was happening, put down his teacup, and this time stared directly at him without any attempt to hide his gaze.

"Okay, okay. You go ahead and get busy."

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Hong looked at Zhang Yang, who was a reporter by profession, sitting across from him. Her bright eyes were constantly reminding him to speak quickly.

“A while ago, several senior high school students attempted suicide at No. 13 Middle School. They were all persuaded to come down, but Chen Shu suspects that there are shady forces involved behind the scenes who are using campus O methods to intervene. He is currently investigating at the school.”

With his keen news sense and flamboyant personality, Zhang Yang put down his teacup, tapped his fingers on the table, and pondered for a moment: "Instructor, I think this case is very interesting. I'll go to the school to take a look."

Just moments before, Zhang Yang was holding a cup of white tea, saying she had come to look through case files, not specifically to see Chen Shu. But when Zeng Hong mentioned that Chen Shu was currently working on a case at Dongzhou No. 13 Middle School, her legs moved faster than her brain. She jumped up, grabbed her coat hanging on the back of her chair, and hurried out. Zeng Hong watched the beautiful figure quickly disappear behind the office door, smiled, shook her head, and took a small sip of her steaming tea.

"Youth."

Zhifang Road, Dongzhou No. 13 Middle School, Principal's Office
An enormous desk was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the west side of the office, where the winter sun streamed in from outside, making it feel exceptionally warm.

"Director Chen is young and promising. Seeing is believing, and meeting is even better than hearing about him. Haha." A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sitting behind the desk, laughed heartily.

"Principal Li, Chief Chen recently solved a burglary case, which made him quite famous in Dongzhou," a chubby, round-faced man said, standing slightly bent over by the window on the side of the desk.

“I know, it was reported by Zhang Yang, the big reporter from Yang’s News. Please have a seat, Teacher Liu.”

The middle-aged man, referred to as Principal Li, nodded, gesturing for the other person to sit down. Then, turning to Chen with a smile, he asked, "Director Chen, with this news coming out, you've become a benefactor of Dongzhou City."

Principal Li's words were pointed. Because in the final scene of "Yang Says News," the host Zhang Yang bowed and said, "On behalf of the people of Dongzhou, thank you," so privately and on the local internet, everyone jokingly referred to this policeman as their "benefactor."

Chen Shu was anxious and impatient with these formalities, but the other party was all smiles and he needed their help, so he could only suppress his restless thoughts and reply, "No, no, we policemen are all rough men. Being called a benefactor is just a joke. Everyone will forget about it in a minute. Ah, it's not like your teachers who have nurtured people for a hundred years. That's a true kindness that will be passed down from generation to generation."

"Chen Suoke really knows how to talk. He calls himself a rough man, but I bet he's got quite a bit of knowledge in him. Teacher Liu, don't you think so?"

The chubby teacher Liu immediately put on a smile and nodded repeatedly: "I heard from Officer Yu that Chief Chen graduated from our provincial police academy. His college entrance examination score was quite high; he must have been a top student back then."

"Hahaha!" Yu Yu, sitting next to Chen Shu, laughed along.

The atmosphere in the office was harmonious.

Seeing that the time was right, Chen Shu was just about to reveal the purpose of his visit.

At this moment, Principal Li abruptly asked, "Director Chen, who is Zhang Yang, the host of 'Yang Says News,' to you?"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

When the video of Chen Shu assaulting someone was first posted online, it caused quite a stir in Dongzhou; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a massive uproar. "Police assaulting people"—this is a topic that attracts attention and becomes a hot issue wherever it is.

However, Zhang Yang of "Yang Says News" turned the tables despite social pressure. Principal Li doesn't believe there wasn't some inside story behind it.

Chen Shu touched his nose: "We only met Teacher Zhang once before, during an interview."

"Director Chen is too modest. You are all young people, you will definitely get along well in private. Does Teacher Zhang know that you came to the school this time?" Principal Li still had a smile on his face, but his voice was slightly lower.

Eager to solve the case, Chen Shu failed to notice anything amiss and continued to explain that the two were not acquainted.

Principal Li nodded and smiled as he picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Director Chen, I heard from Teacher Liu that you came here this time to ask us to help provide a list of several students with radical ideas?"

Chen Shu was taken aback, then nodded and replied, "Is that so? I'd like to ask them for some information."

Principal Li adjusted his glasses and spread his hands: "I'm sorry, our school doesn't have any students like that. Not a single one."

(End of this chapter)