Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 371 We can only keep running
Next to the Ford Transit troop carrier.

Xu Mingliang and Ma Bowen were completely dumbfounded.

Ma Bowen pointed ahead, his eyes unwilling to look away, but he stiffly turned his head to ask Xu Mingliang, the squad leader beside him:

"Captain Xu, are all the SWAT officers from your unit like this? I heard Chen Da wasn't even in the assault team back then. Does that mean your assault team is even more..."

Xu Mingliang swallowed hard and ran towards Chen Shu, turning back to urge, "What are you thinking about! Hurry up and go!"

"I'm just curious. Usually when the brigade holds meetings, Chen Da talks about safety the most. But right now, he's the most unsafe one." Ma Bowen muttered as he followed.

"You don't know his nickname?" Xu Mingliang asked casually.

“Isn’t he ‘Sanlang of Dongzhou’? What’s so special about him?” Ma Bowen stopped and hesitated for a moment before following him.

"Don't you watch Douyin? Last year, a few videos were leaked, and the one with the most likes was 'Desperate Saburo'. Later, people thought that nickname was a bit unlucky, so they changed it to 'Dongzhou Saburo'."

"Oh," Ma Bowen said with a relieved look, then his eyes lit up. "Captain Xu, what video? You have to send it to me after get off work!"

"Go search for it yourself."

Xu Mingliang dismissed Ma Bowen's curiosity, but he himself was still full of questions.

First, he understood Chen Shu's intense emotional turmoil caused by his classmate Chen Chuan being shot.

But Chen Shu, as a police officer transferred from the police station, should have been doing those trivial and mundane things every day at the police station, and shouldn't have had such courage and boldness.

And their combat mentality and skills in the face of the enemy, wow, they are much stronger than those assault teams that roll around on the training ground every day.

Perhaps the reason why the higher-ups sent him to the special police unit was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The Lamborghini kidnapping case, the Yangyi Street murder case, the train station hostage situation, and today's manhunt for the murderer—wow, he took them all down single-handedly.

So young, yet with such a distinguished record.

"I'm more curious than you," Xu Mingliang muttered to himself, but for some reason, a strange sense of familiarity arose within him.

This feeling was very similar to the feeling he had when he was dismantling a (fire-jaw) bomb alone while wearing a bomb suit weighing dozens of kilograms.

Therefore, in Xu Mingliang's eyes, Chen Shu is a respectable person.

The two ran to the white car. Ma Bowen walked to the suspect who was squatting on the ground with his hands on his head, handcuffed him, and took his cell phone.

These armed thugs may also be carrying knives or daggers, ready to retaliate at any moment, so we cannot be careless.

The young suspect in front of me had blood streaming down his face from his nose, and his T-shirt was also splattered with blood. His evasive eyes and timid movements suggested he was terrified.

Xu Mingliang walked to Chen Shu's side and followed the other's gaze to look at a dark path to the west.

He had a vague idea in his mind.

"Chen Da, could it be that you..."

The capture had clearly taken a toll on Chen Shu's energy; his face was pale and he swayed slightly, but his eyes remained resolute.

He pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "Brother Xu, I kicked my partner's gun under the car just now. Go find it and get it back later."

He paused for a moment, then said decisively, "I'll leave this to you."

After saying that, he rushed into the path where Old A had fled without looking back.

Xu Mingliang stood there, watching Chen Shu disappear into the darkness, a surge of impulse urging him to follow.

However, he knew that this was neither true nor realistic.

Now he's just an ordinary office worker trying to make a living.

"Captain Xu, reinforcements from the detachment have arrived! Huh? Where did Chen Da go?" Ma Bowen, who was completely unaware of what was happening, suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

Xu Mingliang turned his head and quietly watched as one after another, black troop carriers with bright red and blue police lights drove up on the main road in the distance.

Suddenly, he felt a pang of envy as he looked at Chen Shu walking alone into the distance. If only he had Chen Shu's resolve and courage back then, Xiao Ma wouldn't have...
After jumping out of the white sedan, Old A fled, panting like a stray dog, releasing all his energy and strength just to escape and get away from this place full of police trouble.

He carries a gun, he kills people, so if he's caught, he'll die.

But he didn't want to die, he was afraid of dying, and even more afraid of leaving behind his helpless wife and daughters to die. So he had to finish what he was doing and have enough money left over for his family to live on before he could turn himself in and try to return home alive in the future.

All those eloquent and righteous words he spoke in the car earlier were actually a complete lie.

fake!

He knew this perfectly well, so he walked very fast without stopping for a moment.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Gunshots rang out from behind, and Old A staggered a few steps before finally stopping.

He turned around, panting, and looked at the place he had fled from, where his henchmen, whom he had always kept by his side as fugitives, were.

A young man who cherished "brotherly loyalty" until his death.

Slightly saddened, Old A murmured, "Xiao Ming, apart from parents and children—our closest relatives—everything else is fake, all fake."

The faint apology lasted only a short time before Old A turned around and continued to flee. However, subconsciously, his pace slowed down a bit, after all, he had accidentally twisted some of his ankle's tendons when he hurriedly jumped out of the restaurant window to escape.

He knew that the young man who "valued loyalty above all else" would take on everything for him, and according to the usual back-and-forth struggle, it would take at least a few hours.

"I'm getting old, I need to rest. I'll run again later! I'll just walk for now," he reassured himself.

He walked out with a limp.

Over the years, at the beginning of each case, Chen Shu always made a firm commitment to himself: never fight an unprepared battle, always fight with superior numbers, and always strike unexpectedly with a plan; in short, always be steady.

But each time, things didn't go as planned.

For example, right now, Chen Shu is running alone in a dark alley. He has no idea whether Old A is continuing down this alley or has already turned onto a side path.

He could only keep his head down and hurry on his way, running as fast as he could.

Throughout the journey, Chen Shu dared not relax in the slightest, because if he had any energy left over, the scene of Chen Chuan being shot and falling to the ground would keep flashing through his mind.

The sight of him helplessly collapsing to the ground made his heart race.

He could only keep running, running forward.

Just like that five-kilometer race organized by the third-year students themselves in the pouring rain on the eve of their graduation from police academy. Nobody cared about the finish line or their own time.

People just want to keep running.

Like Chen Shu now, he just wants to keep running.

When Chen Shu finally saw a man with a similar build and back view to Old A from the restaurant waiting by the roadside at the end of the alley, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Oh, it's time for the final 100-meter sprint.

"Boom!"

The heavy footsteps caught the attention of the man who appeared to be Old A. He turned around and stared at Chen Shu, who was running towards him with extreme fear in his eyes.

That look in his eyes was exactly like a thief seeing a policeman.

One word: fear.

(End of this chapter)