Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 746 Sharing the Blessings

Chapter 746 Sharing the Blessings
The next day, the sun shone brightly, sweeping away all the smog.

Chen Shu woke up at just the right time. He hadn't slept well the night before because he had too many worries on his mind. Now his head was throbbing. He yawned and muttered to himself, "Sigh, I wonder if Zhang Yang will go to Myanmar."

After getting dressed, Chen Shu woke up Jiang Hai, who was sleeping on the large bed not far away, and invited him to go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Jiang Hai, still half-asleep, rubbed his eyes, stretched, and didn't question the fact that the two of them were sharing a sink.

The two of them squeezed into the toilet, holding toothbrushes and brushing their teeth until their mouths were full of foam.

"Brother Shu, what should a real policeman be like?" Jiang Hai suddenly asked out of the blue.

Chen Shu took a sip of water, spat out the foam, and laughed, "You'll know the answer to this question once you graduate and start working."

Jiang Hai earnestly explained his question: "I think police stations, public security brigades, immigration, etc., are all legitimate police positions. But ultimately, I think criminal investigators are the real police officers."

Chen Shu turned on the tap to rinse the cup and nodded: "Your idea is similar to mine when I first entered the police academy. It's a pity that after all these years of working and moving around in many grassroots police units, I've never actually been to the criminal investigation department."

Jiang Hai pretended to be serious and said, "Brother Shu, now that anti-fraud has fallen under the jurisdiction of criminal investigation, homicide cases are rare, but telecom fraud cases are everywhere. I think we can start from this aspect, which is more likely to yield results."

It was the same old trick, and Chen Shu laughed.

Isn't this just a way to get me to go to Myanmar with Zhang Yang?

Jiang Hai, ever the gossip, chimed in, "Brother Shu, isn't there a lead this time? Let's follow it all the way up, who knows, we might crack a big case and catch a few big bosses!"

Chen Shu was both amused and exasperated. He put the cleaned cup aside and then said with feigned regret, "According to what you said earlier, my identity as a police officer must be fake, right? Besides, have you ever heard of any special police unit going out to handle anti-fraud cases? Even special task forces don't."

Jiang Hai hurriedly explained, "Brother Shu, you're different!"

Chen Chuan wrung out a towel and asked, "How is it different?"

Jiang Hai recalled, "My sister and I used to help you solve the dismemberment case at the steakhouse. I saw it with my own eyes! I've also heard from Brother Chuan these past few days that besides that case, you've solved many other murder cases. You're nicknamed 'Conan the Detective,' and you're better than a detective even though you're not one!"

Chen Chuan is mocking my Conan-like physique that attracts murder cases, isn't he?

Over the past few years, he has indeed solved more murder cases than some young detectives have encountered.

After wiping his face vigorously a few times, Chen Shu put down the towel and stared at his no-longer-young self in the mirror.

After thinking for a moment, he subtly shifted the topic from anti-fraud to criminal investigation: "Don't doubt those experienced veteran criminal investigators. Take Ren Guoqing, the captain of our Zhengming Criminal Investigation Team, for example. He was nicknamed 'Tiger of Zhengming' when he was young. And Master Li from the Legal System team, two of the cases he solved back then are still included in our police academy's criminal investigation teaching casebook."

"Their criminal investigation experience and skills are enough for you to learn for many years. Don't drag me into this; I didn't do very well in criminal investigation at the police academy. As for solving cases after I started working, they were mostly minor cases, and luck played a big part. The murder cases you mentioned were just lucky coincidences."

Jiang Hai made a "tsk" sound, which was quite similar to Chen Chuan's tone.

Chen Shu silently walked out of the room, leaned against the balcony, and quietly gazed at the scenery outside. After a while, with a beep, Chen Chuan swiped his card and entered the room, casually inviting Chen Shu to go out for some mutton soup to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

Sniffing the fresh smell of alcohol filling the room, and looking at Chen Chuan's panda-like dark circles, Chen Shu thought Chen Chuan should probably go and replenish the energy he had used up last night.

When the three of them went out, Chen Shu didn't see Zhu Yiba, nor did he see Chen Chuan mention it.

The group went to a lamb offal shop near the hotel, and Chen Chuan, as always, loudly ordered the food.

In just a few minutes, a large pot of mutton soup was served.

A broken lamb bone and a few pieces of ribs sat submerged in the pot. The soup looked like it hadn't been seasoned much; you could see the bottom at a glance, and it didn't seem thick enough.

Jiang Hai, being young and uninhibited, directly criticized the waiter who served the soup, saying, "This soup is so white, did you make it with bone broth and milk?"

Jiang Hai's provincial police academy is located in the university town on the outskirts of the provincial capital. Just 100 meters to the left of the school gate is the university town's infamous garbage street. It offers all kinds of cuisines from all over China, and mutton soup is naturally a staple.

The advantage of Garbage Street is that it's cheap and the portions are plentiful, making it the best choice for students who are short on cash to relax and have meals after class.

However, because the price is cheap, the quality of the food is much lower. The restaurant cuts corners wherever possible in places that customers can't see, and as long as no one notices, they consider it a profit.

The waiter had clearly been questioned many times, so he wasn't in a hurry when Jiang Hai commented on him in public. He slowly explained, "These guests must be recent travelers. Our shop may be small, but it has been open for more than ten years and has a great reputation in this area."

"Look how white this soup is. The secret is that sheep brains were added to this old broth. Although the soup doesn't look very thick and doesn't seem to have much mutton fat, the sheep brains actually neutralized the more than ten pounds of mutton fat in the old pot, making the soup whiter."

"No matter how much I explain, it's not as good as having a few guests taste it for themselves. You'll know the flavor as soon as you try it."

Chen Chuan scooped up a small bowl of soup, intending to taste its freshness and sweetness first, and said, "Haha, I checked on Dianping before coming here, and your place didn't mention it."

The waiter, mimicking the gesture from period dramas, cupped his hands in a respectful greeting and said with a smile, "We still need everyone's help."

Chen Shu asked curiously, "Brother, you've just told us this secret so simply. Aren't you afraid someone will learn it?"

The waiter shrugged: "You might not believe it, but this mutton soup doesn't require any fancy technology or special techniques. Ours is all about natural freshness and flavor, without any seasoning. We've never even seen MSG in our kitchen. All we have here is the salt shaker, pepper, and chopped green onions and cilantro, which you can add yourself."

Just then, a large plate of mutton offal was served, its steaming appearance making it very appetizing.

It must be said that on this slightly chilly morning, Chen Shu was able to drink a bowl of hot mutton soup and eat a few bites of mutton offal. The anger, regret, resentment and troubles that had accumulated in his heart in the past few days due to the sacrifice of his colleagues in the Dongzhou anti-X operation, and the fact that he met Zhang Yang last night who insisted on going to Myanmar, etc., also dissipated.

The pork bone was naturally left to Jiang Hai, the youngest member. Near the end, a takeout meal was also packed for Zhu Yiba, who was still fast asleep in the hotel, so as to share the good fortune.

(End of this chapter)

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