Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 88 The Teacher's Visit
The enjoyable weekend has come to an end.

On their way to work in the morning, Chen Shu and Zhu Chaoran went to a Lanzhou noodle shop not far from the Zhongshan Institute and ate beef noodles.

As they finished eating their noodles, paid the bill, and were about to leave, the owner, Ma Baozi, ran out carrying a large bag of beef and stopped them.

Chen Shu looked at him with some curiosity: "Master Ma, what's going on?"

Ma Baozi picked up the bag and waved it in front of the two of them a few times. The bag wasn't big, but the amount of beef inside was extremely obvious.

"Officer Chen, this beef was sent from my hometown, it's absolutely authentic! Take it back and try it!" Ma Baozi's eyes were full of pride, and he was spitting out more saliva than usual.

Zhu Chaoran wiped his face, his eyes shining as he stared at the bag: "Ma Baozi, how much is this? I'll buy some to take back to my parents."

Ma Baozi said with a disdainful look, "I wouldn't sell it for any amount of money!"

Turning to Chen Shu with a smile, he said, "Officer Chen, here you go. Take it home and eat it! If you don't like it, come back and slap me twice!"

Seeing that it was yet another scene of police-civilian harmony, Zhu Chaoran snorted, turned around, and went out the door first: "So I'm not a policeman after all!"

Watching Zhu Chaoran's departing figure, Ma Baozi chuckled and pulled three small bags from the large bag in his hand: "Officer Chen, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to fit everything in one bag, so I divided it into three portions for you."

Ma Baozi was quite cunning; though he didn't mention it, Chen Shu knew exactly what was going on. Chen Shu, Li Chaoyang, and Zhu Chaoran each received three portions.

A few years ago, they came to Dongzhou from their hometown to open a shop and make a living. When they opened the shop, they displayed some miscellaneous items outside. They had several conflicts with the urban management officers over this.

It got so bad that a passerby called the police.

Chen Shu came over a few times and spoke up on their behalf. Although the matter was eventually resolved, Ma Baozi still kept it in mind and always felt that he owed Chen Shu a favor.

Chen Shu forcefully pushed the large bag back into Ma Baozi's arms, saying, "Master Ma, that's not fair. What, is the beef you use in your shop not authentic anymore?"

While Ma Baozi was speechless with a flushed face, Chen Shu quickly walked to the road, turned back and said with a smile, "If you do this again next time, I won't dare to come."

The two returned to the Zhongshan Institute and had just entered the courtyard when they were stopped by instructor Zeng Hong: "Xiao Shu, come here for a moment!"

Zhu Chaoran stuck out his fat tongue and continued walking towards the cafeteria behind the office building, swaying his plump waist without a care in the world.

Chen Shu jogged over and asked, "Instructor Zeng, what's the matter?"

Zeng Hong shrugged: "What, can't I talk to you if there's nothing wrong? Come on, let's go upstairs together. We haven't seen each other for days, let's have a good chat."

Instructor Zeng is the head instructor of Zhongshan Police Station, and he is required to attend many meetings of the branch office. In particular, the recent education and rectification campaign vigorously promoted by China in the domestic public security departments has truly reached every corner of the local area.

After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the building with his hands behind his back.

Chen Shu was still thinking about the administrative detention quota for this month, hoping to finish it as soon as possible so he could have time to guide Huang Siqian on her social practice experience. Otherwise, given her naive and innocent personality, she would just keep turning left as soon as she left the house.

However, Zeng Hong is one of only two full-time leaders at Zhongshan Institute, so this respect must be given.

The two entered the instructor's office on the third floor of the office building one after the other, and sat down at the tea table according to the old custom, with the order of precedence.

Zeng Hong bent down and lingered under the tea table for a while before taking out a cup and gently placing it on the table. Chen Shu sat up straight, ready to drink his tea, only to notice that Zeng Hong had placed a can of iced cola in front of him.

"Teacher Zeng?" Chen Shu pointed bluntly at the cola in front of him. "This stuff is so unhealthy. No tea today?"

Zeng Hong nearly fainted from anger: "You're being picky about a drink I offer you?" His eyes widened. "That's all! I've been drinking your tea for years, and you've never personally served me a single drop?"

Chen Shu shrank back, grabbed the iced cola on the table, popped it open, took a sip, and replied with a grin, "I still prefer this stuff!"

Zeng Hong waved his hand: "The kettle is broken, and the new one is still on its way. Today is a special case, so we should try to drink as little of this stuff as possible."

Chen Shu thought to himself that this must be a natural skill of all instructors in the world, being able to educate and criticize someone even when he offered them a drink.

On the surface, however, he sat upright and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Having said enough small talk, Zeng Hong got down to business and asked, "You know Lin Dakai, the director of the student affairs office at the police academy, right?"

Chen Shu remained outwardly calm, nodding and saying indifferently, "Then we must get to know each other."

My mind is in turmoil: I remember ten years ago I was a teacher, wearing a gray police rank! Now I've been transferred to administration, and I'm even a section chief!
Seeing Zeng Hong's relaxed expression, Chen Shu added, "But he may not know me."

Zeng Hong was taken aback, then laughed and scolded, "You're so glib."

Chen Shu shrugged, thinking to himself that there weren't many people in their station, and he didn't know all of the nearly two hundred police officers. Could he even name them all? Then he thought about how the police academy had six or seven hundred students each year, and over the past ten years, he wondered if he had been too hasty in using "not necessarily".

This is definitely not a familiar sight!
Zeng Hong opened a bottle of mineral water for himself, took a sip, and said, "Lin Da will take the bullet train to Dongzhou at 1 p.m. The bureau has arranged for you and another police officer to receive him."

Lin Dakai is a key member of the provincial police academy. He has won first place in several police skills nationwide and has received numerous medals.

Ten years ago, when Chen Shushang was studying at the police academy, he was in charge of teaching the physical education program and the professional courses of the anti-terrorism squad for all the students in the academy.

With the aim of combining teaching with practical experience, after finishing teaching Chen Shu's class, he volunteered to take up the post of peacekeeping police captain and go abroad to carry out peacekeeping missions in dangerous areas.

This guy is an absolute star. What's he doing here? Every year there are tons of graduates from the Dongzhou Police Academy, and I'm supposed to be the one to greet him today?

Chen Shu nervously typed several question marks in his mind.

Zeng Hong said with a smile, "He reviewed the relevant materials from the Lamborghini kidnapping case that were sent to the department last time. He came here mainly to investigate this case, and it's said that he plans to include it in the practical case study materials and promote it to police academies nationwide!"

Chen Shu pursed his lips; this "it is said" was hardly convincing. However, the person should indeed be coming. Logically, the local public security bureau should send someone to receive them.

"Who else? Could it be Li Meng from the Criminal Investigation Department?" He knew in his heart that it was definitely not up to a small police officer like him to visit such an important person.

"Oh right, old classmate, it's me."

The office door was opened from the outside with a "thump," and a young man wearing glasses and a Type 99 uniform strolled in.

The tie at the shirt collar was fastened tightly, and the leather shoes were polished to a shine.

(End of this chapter)