Major Crimes Unit Starts with Police Academy Students

"Mom, Mom, no..."

Before she could finish speaking, the call was disconnected, leaving Xia Jie looking utterly helpless.

When she walked into the police station courtyard, she found Wu Mingcheng leaning against his motorcycle, still there.

So Xia Jie stepped forward and asked,

"Mingcheng, why haven't you left yet?"

Wu Mingcheng then turned to look at Xia Jie and said,

"It's getting late, and your home is a bit far from the police station. I was a little worried about you, so I waited here to take you home."

Upon hearing this, Xia Jie felt a sweet warmth in her heart and said,

"what,"

Before Xia Jie could say anything, Wu Mingcheng picked up the helmet and put it on her.

He opened his mouth and said,

"Hurry up, don't let your mom worry about you at home,"

As Xia Jie sat on the motorcycle, she gradually couldn't help but hug Wu Mingcheng's waist and lean against his back.

At that moment, Wu Mingcheng felt his body suddenly stiffen.

To be honest, he and Xiang Yuxi had never been in such an intimate position when they were in school.

Xia Jie desperately needed a broad shoulder to lean on.

She then spoke to Wu Mingcheng with a slightly sad expression.

"Mingcheng, ever since I started working, my mom has been really worried about me. Maybe she doesn't want me to be a policeman anymore?"

Wu Mingcheng was well aware of Xia Jie's mother's worries about her daughter becoming a policeman after her husband's sacrifice.

Because his own mother was the same way, she was very worried about his safety.

Especially since Xia Jie is a young girl, how could her mother at home not worry about her doing such a dangerous job?

Moreover, after Xia Jie's father passed away, he devoted himself to raising his daughter; Xia Jie was his everything.

Wu Mingcheng spoke up,

"Xiaojie, no problem. When you get back, talk to your aunt and clear her up. There shouldn't be any issues."

At that moment, the motorcycle sped along the road, and a gust of wind made her squint slightly.

They stopped at a red light, and two police officers were standing by the roadside questioning passersby.

Xia Jie was so engrossed in watching that she kept looking back even after the motorcycle started moving.

A hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes, enough to illustrate her deep love for the police.

Being a police officer has always been her dream, and she has never thought of giving it up.

Chapter 270 Seafood World

Seeing that Xia Jie remained silent, Wu Mingcheng knew she was still thinking about this matter.

So he continued to try to comfort her.

"Xiaojie, you really have to understand your aunt. She worries about you a lot at home."

I believe that as long as you coax your auntie a little and sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk with her, there will be absolutely no problem.”

Upon hearing this, Xia Jie immediately gained much more confidence.

As they passed a restaurant, Xia Jie quickly and gently patted Wu Mingcheng's arm.

She said,

"Mingcheng, stop for a moment,"

After parking his car by the roadside, Wu Mingcheng took off his helmet, turned around, and asked in a puzzled tone,

"Xiaojie, what's wrong?"

Xia Jie spoke up.

"I need to appease my mom. I'll go buy her some of her favorite seafood. I always use this trick, it never fails."

Upon hearing this, Wu Mingcheng shook his head and smiled wryly. Then, looking at the restaurant's simple facade, he said...

"Really? Then is the seafood at this restaurant any good?"

Xia Jie said with a smile,

"Their seafood isn't expensive, it's quite affordable. You know, I don't have much money right now,"

Upon hearing Xia Jie's words, Wu Mingcheng roughly understood what she meant.

Xia Jie had just graduated and didn't have much money. She could only afford to buy some decent seafood.

Since Xia Jie was trying to please her mother with seafood, Wu Mingcheng naturally had to buy her the best.

However, to be honest, Wu Mingcheng didn't really know much about the restaurants in Zhuzhou City.

At that moment, he suddenly thought of someone: Sun Pangzi, the local bigwig and general manager of Jingye Group's Zhuzhou branch.

So he spoke to Xia Jie,

"Xiaojie, wait a minute, I need to make a phone call."

Immediately, he took out his phone, found Fatty Sun in his contact list, and dialed him.

At this moment, Fatty Sun was drinking with several of his mid-level managers, enjoying himself immensely.

Upon hearing the phone ring, he immediately became impatient, grumbling as he pulled out his phone.

"Damn it, who's calling me at this hour? They really have no sense of propriety!"

He was about to check who was calling before hanging up, but when he looked at his phone, it showed a call from Qi Shao's friend.

He quickly gestured for silence to his men at the table, and then said,

"Keep your voices down, everyone, don't say a word."

The henchmen immediately shut their mouths, and the private room fell silent.

Fatty Sun then answered the phone and spoke into the other end.

"Hey, Young Master Wu,"

Upon hearing Fatty Sun's voice, Wu Mingcheng spoke up.

"Mr. Sun, I have something I'd like to ask you."

Fatty Sun quickly said,

"Young Master Wu, please speak freely,"

Wu Mingcheng then inquired,

"You're definitely more familiar with Zhuzhou City than I am. I suddenly have a craving for seafood and wanted to ask you where in Zhuzhou City is a good place to get seafood."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Sun immediately said,

"Fujing Jiayuan Seafood World in Zhuzhou City is absolutely amazing; almost everyone in the area knows it."

The seafood there is excellent; it's all air-freighted, and the taste is absolutely perfect. Plus, it's from our own farm.

What? You're craving seafood? I'll have someone deliver it to your door right away.

Wu Mingcheng said with a smile,

"It's alright, my friend is here too, so they want to buy some seafood. We can go by ourselves."

Fatty Sun immediately realized it must be a colleague from his workplace. He was quite a local celebrity in Zhuzhou City.

If his colleagues recognize him, wouldn't that expose Wu Shao's identity?

After asking for the location of the seafood world, Wu Mingcheng hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fatty Sun immediately called the person in charge of the seafood world again.

Although "Seafood World" sounds like the name of a roadside food stall, it's actually not.

Those familiar with the area will know that Fujing Jiayuan has a hotel-like style.

The interior is also very luxurious, a high-end place; of course, the price isn't cheap.

As a major industry of Jingye Group in Zhuzhou City, Fujing Jiayuan Seafood World is naturally managed by one of Fatty Sun's trusted subordinates.

Fatty Sun dialed the number of the manager of the seafood world.

"Hello, this is Fatty Sun,"

The manager immediately said,

"Hey, Brother Sun, what made you decide to call me?"

Fatty Sun reprimanded him directly.

"What do you mean, Brother Sun? How many times have I told you? Call me President Sun, call me President Sun, why can't you remember?"

My older brother said we're a group company now, not some damn gangster society.