Police officer Chen Shu.

U Nyunt Soe, the Myanmar representative who was not affiliated with the Dalalin armed group, immediately stood up straight, then leaned forward slightly and bowed respectfully.

"County Magistrate."

The old man, whom Wu Niusuo called the county magistrate, did not look old at all. He was about sixty years old, with bright and piercing eyes. Although his skin was a bit dark, it was a healthy complexion that was typical of everyday sunlight.

He was wearing a military green long-sleeved shirt, tactical trousers, and a pair of sturdy leather military boots. Although he was a county magistrate, Chen Shu and the others thought he looked more like a soldier.

Aside from the belt buckle around his waist, there was a silver skull.

Somewhat out of place.

The county magistrate shook hands with Chen Shu and the others with a smile and gave a brief self-introduction. Surprisingly, this senior official of the autonomous region also spoke fluent Mandarin.

"Commander, you've come from afar, I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly."

The county magistrate smiled broadly and, with a gentle demeanor, invited Chen Shu and his entourage to sit down. He then took the documents handed to him by Wu Niu Suo with both hands, casually flipped through a few pages, and nodded, indicating that the autonomous region government would definitely provide strong support for this joint law enforcement operation between China and Myanmar.

Closing the document, the county magistrate ordered one of his subordinates in the local language to go downstairs, assemble the team, and immediately head to the park. He then turned to Chen Shu in Mandarin and politely asked him what else needed to be prepared, whether he should go with the team or stay here and wait for them to bring everyone over.

The county magistrate still harbored a glimmer of hope, thinking that this delegation would be just another formality, as in the past. After all, it was better to avoid trouble and follow the rules.

Whether to arrest someone or release them depends on the local authorities.

"Commander Chen, please rest assured, we will definitely capture all the people for you this time and then hand them over to your country." The county magistrate replied, looking at Chen Shu with great sincerity.

The county magistrate's statement was seen by everyone as prudent and reassuring.

On the surface, everyone is an official, so we still need to maintain a certain level of decorum.

Chen Shu hadn't expected things to go so smoothly. He was worried about completing the mission and rescuing Xiao Zhao as soon as possible. Besides, he didn't want to sit back and reap the benefits without doing so, so he insisted that he could set off with their Judicial Committee team.

After a series of empty pleasantries, the large group followed Chen Shuhe and the county magistrate downstairs.

The large courtyard, which originally only had a few vehicles parked for Chen Shu and his entourage, suddenly became crowded. A large group of soldiers and police officers in local uniforms filled every gap in the courtyard, while people continued to enter from outside the gate. The sounds of busy car horns and police sirens were also heard everywhere outside.

Those wearing green uniforms and carrying rifles on their backs are local soldiers, while those wearing black uniforms with "POLICE" printed on the back are naturally the so-called autonomous region police.

In the eyes of Chen Shu and others who had undergone paramilitary training in China, these soldiers in green leather uniforms were naturally classified as part of the puppet army, while the police officers dressed in black training uniforms similar to those of domestic special police were no different from Chinese community security guards, except that they did indeed have real guns on their belts.

Some were leaning against the doorposts smoking cigarettes, some were wearing their uniforms loosely with their shoulders slumped to one side, and some were slumped on one leg with all their weight on them.

This truly embodies the principle that it's the same whether the leader is present or not; it's absolutely brilliant.

"Everyone, stand in line!"

"Quiet! Line up!"

"What are you doing! Get back here right now!"

A police officer in a black uniform stood on the steps, loudly ordering his large group of officers. Several captains, who were probably mid-level officers, ran around for a long time, trying to get the originally chaotic group to stand in a neat formation.

The soldiers in green leather uniforms weren't much better off than the police; some leaned against the wall with their arms crossed, while others simply sat on the ground with their rifles held horizontally in front of them, laughing and joking as if they were watching a show.

It's no exaggeration to say that the military training of domestic university students is more professional than theirs.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do," Chen Shu and the others thought to themselves as they watched from the sidelines.

Wang Yan, who had worked in the area for many years, saw through everyone's thoughts. She glanced at her watch, turned to the side, and said, "Officer Chen, actually, the fact that they were able to assemble in such a short time means they are already considered the elite of the elite here."

Ma Rongcheng nodded slightly, while Zhu Yiba shrugged.

The tacit approval of these two individuals is naturally authoritative, after all, one is a veteran criminal police officer on the front line in a border province, and the other has served on the border for many years. They have indeed dealt with these guys quite a bit.

Chen Chuan, however, was clearly not paying attention to this. He simply stood to the side, silently smoking, his handsome eyebrows furrowing in a rare gesture.

After the courtyard quieted down, the police officer shouted a few words, which Chen Shu and the others couldn't understand. They guessed it was a mobilization speech before the operation and didn't pay much attention. They just waited for the main force to set off before following them.

Things have progressed smoothly up to this point.

Unexpectedly, after the officer said a few words, a buzzing noise suddenly broke out in the ranks. People in the front row turned around to communicate with those in the back, and discussed things with each other. The originally orderly formation suddenly became inappropriately turbulent.

"The one standing on the steps is their police chief. After he announced the destination of this operation, the police below seemed..." Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, Wang Yan, who understood the local language, looked at the now chaotic formation with some doubt and slowly continued, "They looked somewhat surprised... Hmm, it doesn't seem fake."

Chen Chuan scoffed, raised his chin at the police team, and said disdainfully, "Normally, they and those fraudsters would probably be in cahoots, so who would have thought that the bullets would be fired at their own people?"

Ma Wing-shing nodded: "The words may be rough, but the principle is sound."

Zhu Yiba sneered, "They're all just vegetables."

While the group was discussing, Xiao Wang, who came from the Donghai Provincial Department, took out his phone and started rapidly tapping away, sometimes frowning and sometimes unable to resist a smirk.

Chen Shu could see it clearly. If it weren't for the fact that his own system had a higher accuracy in identifying police officers than other units, he would have seriously doubted this guy's identity as a secretary.

This level of composure is far inferior to that of village chiefs in townships.

How did this guy become his secretary?

That's interesting. Surely he's not some rich kid from somewhere?

The thought of doubt vanished in an instant. Chen Shu focused his mind and refocused his attention on the large force that was about to set off to crack down on telecom fraud.

I like Policeman Chen Shu.