Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 922 Please Save Xiao Zhao
Hotel, suite.

"Our mission is to arrest criminal suspects and bring them all to the country to be tried by the people."

Standing beside the television, Jiang Hai stated his opinion with confidence: "Vice Minister Ling has already stated the goal of this joint operation at the press conference, which is to eradicate the telecom fraud park and bring all the telecom fraudsters back to China!"

Chen Chuan pointed to the police officers sitting or standing around him and said with a grin, "Comrade Jiang Hai, do you think we can bring everyone back to China with just a few of us?" As he spoke, he deliberately raised his voice and gestured with his chin toward Ma Rongcheng, "Old Ma, you work in Yunnan Province, so you must know the general situation here. Tell me, how many people are involved in telecom fraud here? You don't need an exact number, just give a rough estimate, even if you're conservative."

Veteran detective Ma Rongcheng naturally didn't buy Chen Chuan's story. Although he knew the number was extremely large, with about 200,000 Chinese people huddled in this small place in northern Myanmar engaging in telecom fraud, and if people from neighboring Southeast Asian countries were added, the total number would be close to 300,000, and that was a conservative estimate.

Hundreds of thousands of people stay in this godforsaken place just to commit telecom fraud and bleed the Chinese people dry. Since Taiwanese people came to northern Myanmar more than a decade ago to develop the telecom fraud industry, the amount of money involved in fraud has reached an unbelievable level.

Ma Rongcheng patiently said to Jiang Hai, "Now that we're here, we can't just make a quick trip to northern Myanmar and call it a day. We still need to investigate a case and arrest a group of people. Although we don't have many people, this operation is a joint law enforcement operation between the two countries, and Officer Chen is the commander, so we shouldn't have to worry about manpower."

Although Jiang Hai was young, he reacted quickly. He immediately shut his mouth after hearing what Teacher Ma, who had taken good care of him along the way, had to say.

"One case? A group of people?"

Wang Yan showed no fear of the Type 64 pistol she had taken from the fat officer. With her right hand on the pistol at her waist and her left foot on the chair, she retorted, "Officer Ma, are you looking down on yourself, or on Deputy Chief Ling? With all this setup, are you planning to handle one or two cases and be done with it?"

"Sister Wang, I think there's no problem with handling a case with a larger impact. That way, we can be more cautious and avoid making any major mistakes. When international public opinion comes together, it might put pressure on these local armed groups and force them to end this nefarious telecom fraud industry."

Jiang Hai's behavior perfectly embodies what a rookie policeman should be like. He doesn't have a particularly strong sense of self-determination and is somewhat like a weather vane, swaying with the wind wherever it blows. However, while expressing his opinions, he continues to support his teacher, Mr. Ma, as always.

"The end? Hey, who in this world would turn down money?" As the only woman in this police team, Wang Yan looked around and laughed, "Logically speaking, in our team, I, as the police liaison officer in the embassy, ​​should be the one most afraid of something going wrong and the most cautious. But tonight, it seems that I am the most conservative."

She paused, then nodded to Chen Chuan, who had his arms crossed, and said, "Officer Chen is right. With so few people, we probably can't even surround half the park. By the time we knock on the doors, they've already all run away through the back door. So, it's impossible to catch more people."

Then, Wang Yan nodded slightly to Ma Rongcheng, the oldest among them: "Of course, Officer Ma's opinion is not wrong either. Relying on the diplomatic momentum of our two countries' joint law enforcement, I believe it will be no problem to put pressure on the Myanmar police to get the ethnic armed groups in northern Myanmar to hand over a group of people. They will certainly be happy to cooperate."

Snapped.

Jiang Hai suddenly interrupted Wang Yan's narration.

He raised his right fist and slammed it into his left palm, realizing, "This sounds a bit like a TV drama where the public pressures the police because of a security issue, then the police pressure the triads, and finally the triads hand over a scapegoat henchman. Wait, maybe this henchman who is forced to hand over might be a former slave traded pig! In that case, they're not even scapegoats, they're just disposable!"

As Jiang Hai continued, he became increasingly excited, counting on his fingers and naming names one by one: "The police are the ethnic armed forces, the gangsters are the telecom fraud companies, and the henchmen are the pigs. The ethnic armed forces get a good reputation, the telecom fraud companies pay protection money, and the pigs go back to their country. Hey, what a happy ending for everyone!"

Society is always very tolerant of students, and even though she was interrupted, Wang Yan still smiled kindly at Jiang Hai.

Snapped! ! !
Turning her head, Wang Yan drew her pistol from her waist and slammed it on the small coffee table, shouting, "Since we only have a few people and can only handle one case, the best way is to take down the source!" Zhu Yiba wasn't interested in any of this and continued scrolling through videos on his phone.

Xiao Wang stood next to Chen Shu without offering any opinion.

Chen Shu, on the other hand, suddenly understood.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!
"Dong dong dong."

A knock sounded at the door, and Jiang Hai ran to open it. Standing there was Li Xia.

Chen Shu was somewhat surprised.

Originally, it was thought that after handing Zhang Yang over to the embassy, ​​this man of considerable stature would quickly leave this troublesome place with his younger brother, whom he had finally found.

After all, given his status, which is incompatible with the government, "knowing when to quit while he's ahead" should be the best choice for this smuggling boss who has been traversing the border between the two countries for many years.

Li Xia slowly walked into the house.

In this suite filled with police officers, seven or eight pairs of eyes, sharp, vigilant, and oppressive, were all focused on him.

The man, whose head was mostly bandaged and whose arm, also wrapped up due to a fracture, was in a sling, walked up to Chen Shu.

Everyone has heard about Li Xia's experiences in the telecom fraud park; he's a real man.

“Officer Chen, I don’t know you, and I don’t know anything about your past.” Li Xia stared into Chen Shu’s eyes and said, “But Xiao Zhao keeps talking about you. He said you are a hero, a true people’s policeman. That’s why I came to find you.”

After saying that, Li Xia shut his mouth tightly and didn't say anything more, just staring at Chen Shu.

The others understood and left the suite one after another.

After Ma Rongcheng, the last to leave, gently closed the door, Chen Shu poured Li Xia a glass of water and watched as the latter picked up the glass with his still-good right hand and gulped it down.

boom.

Li Xia slammed the cup down on the coffee table, paused for a moment, and then laboriously pulled his phone out of his pocket. After unlocking it, he switched to the WeChat chat interface, turned it 180 degrees, and placed it on the coffee table in Chen Shu's direction.

He swallowed hard and said, "Officer Chen, please save Xiao Zhao."