Police officer Chen Shu.

Dengdengdeng.

Chen Chuan walked out of the courtyard. To his surprise, Mr. Liu, the owner of the West City Chinese Restaurant, was waiting outside. When he saw Chen Chuan come out, Mr. Liu, who was leaning against the wall smoking, threw away his cigarette, stubbed it out, and quickly walked over.

"Hey bro, how did your talk go? Where's Old Ma? Still inside? Why didn't he come out with us? Hey bro, I had my chef prepare a feast of wild game for us, all local specialties! I'm not bragging, but if you went back to China, you couldn't get your hands on these things even if you had the money! Come to my place tonight, it's on me this time!"

Chen Chuan stroked his chin, finding this Boss Liu to be an interesting person. After thinking for a moment, he took out a pack of yellow cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him. Boss Liu's eyes lit up immediately upon seeing the cigarettes, just like Company Commander Ma's in the room.

This reaction was within Chen Chuan's expectations.

We're all the same kind of people, we should appreciate each other.

"Good stuff, good stuff!" Boss Liu took the cigarettes, lighting them eagerly as he asked, "Brother, how did the business go? Did Old Ma agree? Hehe, that guy's drowning in debt, just waiting for you to come and bail him out. Don't let his gambling lifestyle fool you, he still has a lot of men willing to risk their lives for him. In this area, he's probably the most influential Chinese guy..."

"Old Ma is a really good person. He works in the toughest border defense company, and outsiders all think he embezzles toll fees, but actually, that money ends up in the pockets of his soldiers. He's the kind of person who would rather have empty pockets himself than see his soldiers and their families go hungry..."

Chen Chuan didn't listen to Boss Liu's ramblings. He just subconsciously glanced back at the room and muttered to himself, "I guess that counts as an agreement."

In this dog-eat-dog world, everyone is a pawn. The difference lies in the fact that some people know they are pawns, while others do not, or rather, they choose to remain unaware.

Company Commander Ma knew this, but he had no choice. To survive, he had no choice but to become someone else's dog, unable even to bark for himself; in his words, he was worse than a dog.

If you give up and let things fall apart, your life will just pass by like that.

Who would have thought that one day, a complete stranger would fall from the sky and suddenly give him an opportunity—or rather, a reason—that he had struggled for over a decade to obtain.

A reason for my rebirth.

It's neither money nor power.

It is the son who got into a top university and wanted to become a policeman; it is the mother who waited for her son to come home until her death; it is the last, the only thing that remained in the depths of Captain Ma's heart, something that had not yet had time to decay.

Ultimately, Company Commander Ma had no choice.

Boss Liu took a deep drag of his cigarette and nodded with satisfaction. The successful transaction made him feel that he had brought him closer to this extremely wealthy and extravagant young master.

Then, as if remembering something, he asked again, "By the way, brother, what do you do for a living? How come you're so rich? You don't seem to have any concept of money."

Chen Chuan stood still and raised his head. This time, he was no longer prepared to hide it.

"My surname is Chen. You can call me Officer Chen."

......

Chen Shu got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the telecom fraud park.

The two gleaming, heavy iron doors were not closed, but were ajar in a half-open state. The security booth next to it was also empty. The landline on the table inside had been casually tossed aside, and if you listened for a few seconds, you could hear a busy tone coming from the receiver.

Through the crack in the door, you can see that the cement ground in the yard is covered with scattered documents and miscellaneous items, which are being blown around by the wind and are rolling all over the ground. Some of them even extend onto the main road outside the door.

Wang Yan looked at Chen Shu, her eyes conveying a clear message: the place was empty; everyone had run away.

This outcome is more difficult than previously discussed. It's clear that this leader didn't even prepare a scapegoat; it's purely a slap in the face for the joint enforcement team.

Of course, this is in line with the usual style of a mountain bandit.

Chen Shu walked to an electric motorcycle by the door, reached out and pulled the key out of the lock, weighed it in his hand for a few moments, and squinted as he looked over the iron gate that had been fully opened by the local police.

Some office curtains were torn down and hung halfway outside the windows.

In the open space between the buildings, several lonely plastic slippers lay upside down on the ground, their soles facing upwards. Next to them was a bowl of instant noodles that had been overturned, with the remaining noodle soup attracting several flies that buzzed around it.

"They've all run away." Ma Rongcheng moved closer to Chen Shu, feeling a pang of sadness.

Chen Shu shook his head and said softly, "They will definitely leave some for us."

Earlier, when they set off, the chubby police chief came running over excitedly and told Chen Shu and his men not to drive the black SUV with "Ceasefire Supervision" printed on it.

Upon hearing this, regardless of the other party's motives, at least they knew his weakness and had a bargaining chip for mutual exchange, so Chen Shu immediately agreed.

What is the purpose of the joint enforcement team?

To a normal person, there are only two reasons: one is to crack down on online gambling companies, and the other is to rescue the trapped people.

Having worked in grassroots public security for so many years, Chen Shu had seen far too many people to not be able to tell what someone was thinking at a glance. For example, this time at the Judicial Commission building, although he and the leader did not have any substantial exchange.

But as soon as they shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, they both realized what the other wanted.

"Old Ma." Chen Shu thought for a moment and decided to use this more intimate form of address. "Take Xiao Wang with you. The two of you go in with the main group and wander around. See if you find anything."

"This..." Ma Rongcheng still hesitated.

Chen Shu smiled and gestured with his chin towards the back of his head.

As soon as the media arrived at the scene, they set up their cameras and photography equipment and were busy at work.

Ma Rongcheng slapped his forehead, realizing that the leader also wanted to take advantage of the situation for publicity. Since he had made this move, he would definitely not let them leave empty-handed. So he called Xiao Wang and followed the group to the nearest office building in the park.

Upon reaching the second floor, the stairwell was blocked off by a wall of stainless steel railings. A metal gate was left on the right side of the railings for passage, but it was now locked with a rather thick iron chain.

Two local police officers kicked the door repeatedly, causing the barriers to shake violently, but they remained firmly in place. The sound was loud, but it had little effect.

A police officer who looked like a leader shouted a few words, and then a row of policemen squeezed in front of the iron gate, grabbed the railing with both hands and shook it hard. After a few thuds, the barrier was torn down by the crowd.

This police officer looked like someone with extensive experience breaking into telecommunications fraud zones.

Pushing aside the barriers, the police rushed into the corridor, which was lined with yellow wooden doors on both sides. There was no special arrangement; two policemen lined up facing each door and kicked them open.

Inside is the living area for the "piglets" in the telecom fraud park.

I like Policeman Chen Shu.