Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 609

Zhongshan Institute, conference room.

In the middle of the long conference table sat a huge iron basin, from which the fresh aroma of mutton constantly overflowed, and a pot full of broth with a lot of tempting mutton floating on top.

A young man sat back in a chair with a small bowl in front of him containing the most delicious cut of lamb. However, judging from the clean table beside him, he was clearly not very interested in the food.

His eyes were fixed on the phone in his hand, his hands frequently moving rapidly across the screen, his expression focused.

"Chen Shu, we've almost finished eating, aren't you leaving?" A tall, pretty woman standing opposite him frowned, her hands resting on the conference table, her words carrying an indescribable bad mood.

This woman was none other than Zhao Feifei, the head of the public security brigade.

After leaving the scene and returning to the police station, Zhao Feifei squatted in the conference room and ate a comforting late-night snack. With more than two hours already passed since the auxiliary police team was disbanded, Zhao Feifei truly resigned herself to this unsuccessful start.

Anyway, the time is almost up, and I'm so sleepy that I can only deal with Director Ma's matter tomorrow, no matter what.

“Hey, the mutton from the Tartars is the most authentic, it’s fragrant and not gamey at all.” Before Chen Shu could answer, Chen Chuan, who was sitting next to him with half a mutton bone in his mouth, took over the conversation and deliberately changed the subject.

Seeing that Sister Man's eyes were widening, Chen Chuan changed the subject and said, "Brother Zhao, don't be impatient, this is just the beginning."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feifei, who had initially been deflated, suddenly perked up like a sailor who had just eaten spinach, her eyes fixed intently on Chen Shu, who was engrossed in fiddling with his phone and completely oblivious to what was happening.

"Secretary Chen, is it time to take action?"

Chen Shu tapped the screen rapidly with both hands, mumbling "uh-huh" in response, clearly not having heard clearly.

Chen Chuan knew that Chen Shu was definitely up to no good. Based on his understanding of Chen Shu over the past ten years, he was sure to pull out a big move soon. For now, he had to stall for time.

He spat out the bone, stretched, and chuckled, "Brother Zhao, I ordered some raw marinated meat from Chaoshan on Meituan. It's a proper dish. It should arrive soon, so let's try something different then."

"You!" Zhao Feifei was furious, but she couldn't hit someone who was smiling. She had no way to deal with this police officer from the Municipal Bureau. If they really started arguing, she, the captain, would be the one who lost face.

Li Chaoyang was quite adept at reading people's expressions. He first gave Chen Chuan a few minor, insignificant criticisms for wasting money, and then smiled and offered Zhao Feifei a way to save face.

Zhu Yiba and the other two security guards from Zhongshan Police Station kept their mouths shut and sat on the sidelines watching the two leaders' bickering, enjoying the unusual spectacle between the leaders.

But given Zhao Feifei's fiery personality, who among them couldn't see the fire burning within her? As the saying goes, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. With her infamous "Sister Man" title in the branch office, it's likely that once this volcano erupts, it might accidentally set everyone on fire.

Chen Chuan, quick-witted as ever, darted around in his head, glanced out the window, and then, using the excuse that the takeout had arrived and he needed to bring it up while it was still hot, ran outside.

The observant Zhu Yiba also sensed something was wrong. He tugged at the other two police officers sitting next to him, and together they ran out of the conference room without hesitation.

Li Chaoyang was the last to realize what was happening. He took out his phone, pretended to have a bad signal and kept saying "hello, hello, hello" while quickly leaving, finally slamming the door shut behind him.

In a short while, only Chen Shu and Zhao Feifei remained in the large conference room.

Chen Shu continued to tap on his phone.

Zhao Feifei was still feeling uneasy and stifled. Earlier, in front of everyone, she had barely managed to suppress her anger and give Chen Shu some face. Now, with only the two of them left in the meeting room, and seeing him still fiddling with his phone, and recalling the pledge she had made to Director Ma a few days ago, the anger that had been building up inside her suddenly surged up.

"Bang!" Zhao Feifei slammed her hand down and shouted angrily, "Chen Shu! What exactly do you want!"

Chen Shu finally raised his head, his eyes full of smiles, showing no resentment towards Zhao Feifei's fiery attitude, and even looking at her with an indescribable intimacy.

Perhaps what he prefers is a leader who can express his thoughts and attitudes most directly, without him having to spend too much energy figuring it out or testing it.

Chen Shu closed his phone on the table, got up, and slowly walked around the conference table towards Zhao Feifei, who was standing by the door. "Feifei, why are you angry so late at night? Eat some more; we'll be busy later."

Zhao Feifei was taken aback, her furrowed brows slowly relaxing as she pondered whether it was time to take action.

As he spoke, Chen Shu yanked the door open, and the guys who were eavesdropping by the door lost their balance and fell to the ground.

Zhao Feifei completely ignored the group of people who had fallen at her feet. At this moment, she stared at Chen Shu with her already large eyes wide open.

Zhu Yiba was the first to jump up from the ground, excitedly asking, "Chen Da, shall we go?"

Chen Shu stood face to face with Zhao Feifei and turned the walkie-talkie in his hand to the special channel of Zhengming District Special Police Brigade: "Command Center, 03 calling; Command Center, 03 calling."

Chen Chuan leaned against the door, a cigarette dangling from his lips, with an expression that seemed perfectly natural.

After a moment of silence, the walkie-talkie crackled to life: "Command center received. This is 12. Please speak."

"According to plan."

"receive."

"What a fine 'execute according to plan'! This guy's got some nerve," Chen Chuan spat, then placed the newly arrived takeout boxes on the table, opened them one by one, and greeted everyone:
"Hurry up and eat, guys, looks like we'll be staying up late tonight."

No one else spoke, but their attitudes aligned with Chen Chuan's. They clearly remembered the retreat order given by Chen Shu as the on-site commander two hours earlier, which had even disbanded the auxiliary police team assembled by the police station. Now, they were carrying out the plan as scheduled.

According to the plan, according to what plan?
The people present looked at each other, all of them realizing that they had not been informed of this plan.

why?
Zhao Feifei, representing the branch's public security brigade, played a guiding role from a higher level.

Li Chaoyang and other security officers belong to the local police station under the jurisdiction of the target of this crackdown;

Chen Chuan and Zhu Yiba were mid-level team leaders from the special police brigade involved in the operation.

What the hell!

This is treating them all as undercover agents and suspecting them!
Is this just another ordinary orange-sweeping operation? Is it? Is it?
In the group, Zhao Feifei, Li Chaoyang, Zhu Yiba and others suddenly felt a sense of unreality and irrationality, and were mentally exhausted.

Chen Shu stood by the table, bent down, picked up a piece of mutton, dipped it in the chili sauce, took a bite, and found it delicious.

(End of this chapter)