Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 264 Two Bad News

After this unexpected murder that occurred on their very first day of their vacation, Chen Shu and Zhu Chaoran naturally lost their appetite for going to nightclubs for drinks. In the following days, they obediently followed their older colleagues from the bureau to roadside eateries, enjoying seafood and a few rounds of strong liquor.

Chen Chuan basically spends his days sleeping soundly in the hotel, and when he gets up in the evening, he puts on a suit and dresses up smartly and handsomely, but disappears as soon as night falls.

A true nightclub prince.

It is said that he went to the same H bar again in the following days.

Zhu Chaoran had been outspoken about his taste in unusual things, but Chen Chuan actually presented a whole set of theories about it.

They say domestic bars are desperate to make money, and the place is all about drinking. The dance stages are too small and cramped, as if they're afraid customers will stay up all night dancing without drinking—their vision is incredibly limited.

Unlike H Bar, a purely Korean-style bar with an entire first-floor dance floor, this is the essence and soul of a nightclub. Drinking is no fun; you might as well go to a roadside stall! Want women? You might as well...
Chen Shu shrugged and closed the hotel room door for them.

Sigh, his neighbors are all his colleagues from the bureau, he really can't afford to lose face like this.

The day finally arrived, the last day of their recuperation. The three of them sat in the waiting area chatting.

Zhu Chaoran looked at Chen Shu very seriously: "Brother Shu, I think your Grim Reaper physique is well-deserved. Wherever you go, it becomes a crime scene, or even a murder case! Awesome PLUS! By the way, don't take me with you on the next business trip. I can't handle being scared."

Chen Chuan chuckled upon hearing this and said arrogantly, "Fatty, you'll have to work for me from now on. Let me tell you, people like us in technical investigation don't think we just stay in the office fiddling with high-tech equipment for investigation."

Actually, we sometimes have to go on business trips with the criminal police! But I'm quite popular, so when the higher-ups assign cases, I can pick and choose; I only go if I feel a connection with one.

Chen Shu squinted and said sarcastically, "When you said 'pick and choose,' you didn't mean to pick and choose a photo of the person in question, did you?"

Chen Chuan winked and said, "Shu, you really know me. Of course, I'd have to go with a beautiful woman, right? Why would I go with those slovenly old men from the criminal investigation department? Everyone's busy these days, no one has time for this nonsense, right?"

Chen Chuan talks a lot of nonsense, but his comments about criminal police officers are quite apt.

In the public's mind, a criminal police officer should be someone in a smart uniform, with a strong physique, carrying a pistol, dashingly rushing into the criminals' den, shouting "Don't move!" "Get down!" and then decisively taking the person away.

The onlookers will surely turn their heads to look at them with approval and admiration.

In reality, criminal police officers often resemble middle-aged men struggling at the bottom of society: dark circles under their eyes, messy hair, and unkempt beards from working overtime every day, resulting in an overall unkempt appearance. However, they do have their advantages. Because their daily work involves coaxing criminal suspects and prosecutors, they are quite skilled with words, but too much talking can also give the impression of being glib and slick.

Zhu Chaoran's eyes widened: "Brother Chuan, you seem to enjoy your job too much. But speaking of which, going out with the criminal police to arrest people must be tiring and dangerous too!"

Chen Chuan scoffed, "They'll handle the arrests themselves. I'll just be responsible for setting up the machines. The rest of the time I can enjoy some local specialties. Isn't that great?"

Unlike this case involving a dead body, which I had to handle personally, running around like this, it was truly exhausting.

Chen Chuan's words reminded everyone of the murder night four days ago. Zhu Chaoran suddenly became agitated: "Brother Shu, you said they were all roommates, why would they kill each other?"

Chen Chuan, who had been so lively, also fell silent.

Several colleagues who were also waiting in the departure lounge seemed to have heard something and turned to look in their direction.

It's really not appropriate to talk about these things in broad daylight.

After all, it's all in the past.

"Hey, girl!" Chen Shu sighed heavily, forcing a smile as he joked, "Fatty, with your deafening snoring, you'll have to thank your roommate for not killing you when you get back."

After the plane landed, Zhu Chaoran greeted everyone and went to the bus stop to catch a bus.

Although it was a vacation, Chen Shu had been traveling for four or five days and felt quite tired. He thought he should go home early, soak his feet, read a book, and rest so he could get back into the fight at the police station the next day.

But Chen Chuan, who knew how to handle things, hit him hard with a single sentence, "You're still suspended," leaving him dejected and unable to muster any enthusiasm.

Afterwards, Chen Chuan found various excuses to go to Chen Shu's house.

The two stopped at the market on their way and bought some vegetables.

Chen Chuan looked around the market with curiosity, touching the dead fish on the ice on one stall and rubbing the live shrimp soaking in the tank on the other, having a great time.

Chen Shu, carrying several bags of groceries, shook his head helplessly as he watched Chen Chuan's carefree attitude. "Young Master Chen, it's time to go home for dinner."

"Okay, okay. I'll be right there." Chen Chuan shook the water off his hands, smiled at the stall owner with a gentle, sunny, and healing smile, then waved and followed Chen Shu away.

The stall owner was a woman in her thirties. When Chen Chuan stood on her stall and played with the shrimp and fish with his long, fair hands, she knew that the handsome young man in front of her must come from a wealthy family. He looked like someone who had never been to a market or cooked before.

She turned to the middle-aged woman at the next stall and started gossiping: "You know, you really can't compare people. Sometimes you know the other person is rich and you feel uncomfortable, but when you see someone who is fair-skinned and clean-cut and is very polite to us, you feel extremely comfortable."

"What are you thinking about? We've sold out of vegetables for today! Hurry up and serve the customers!"

Evening, Jiefang Street, Chanyun Shopping Mall

In the kitchen, Chen Shu was stir-frying vegetables in a frying pan. On the counter next to him were three plates of already cooked dishes: stir-fried green peppers with pork, steamed small yellow croaker, and cooked pig ears.

Chen Chuan sat in the living room, flipping through TV programs with the remote control, sometimes showing movies, sometimes variety shows. He had been looking for more than half an hour, but still couldn't decide which one to watch.

Chen Chuan tossed the remote control aside, dusted himself off, and got up to walk towards the kitchen.

He leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching Chen Shu skillfully prepare tonight's meal, and suddenly felt a pang of pity.

He insisted on coming with Chen Shu today because there were two things he couldn't easily mention to Zhu Chaoran, and both were bad news.

Drowning his sorrows in alcohol might make Chen Shu feel better.

"Hey."

Chen Chuan sighed, went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a can of beer.

"Why drink ice-cold beer in the dead of winter? Go to the storage room. They have beer, wine, and all sorts of things. Take your pick," Chen Shu said casually when he heard the clanging sounds behind him as he was cooking with his back to Chen Chuan.

The carefree young master popped open a beer bottle and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"My pleasure."

(End of this chapter)