Police officer Chen Shu.

Xiao Wang lowered his voice and said earnestly, "Brother Chen, four lives are at stake. They are police officers, and they are also our brothers. We can't let them be left alone in a foreign land."

"Officer Wang," Chen Shu said formally, as formally as when Xiao Wang had come to his room that night in his crisp police uniform, "You just said you couldn't let them stay alone in a foreign land. Then tell me, why are they staying there?"

Xiao Wang paused for a moment, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

Chen Shu didn't wait for his reply. He took a few steps forward, closer to where Zhu Yiba was sitting. The rising moonlight outside the window shone on Chen Shu's face, making his face look very deep.

"They stayed there because they were wearing police uniforms. They weren't lost like Chen Chuan, nor were they unlucky enough to receive a mission from their superiors. They knew they were facing vicious criminals, but they still chose to move forward without looking back."

Chen Shu paused, his gaze shifting from Xiao Wang to Zhu Yiba. After a few seconds, he turned back to Xiao Wang and said, "So we're going back not to solve this case, nor to play the hero, but because they didn't hesitate when they chose this path, so we shouldn't hesitate when we go to pick them up."

Zhu Yiba suddenly looked up at his deputy captain.

When he fled from Yunnan to a small city in Donghai and joined the special police team, the always smiling deputy captain was never in his sight. Of course, this also included the captains, branch captains, deputy directors, and even the directors of prefecture-level cities.

This is not disrespect, but simply a habit ingrained in a third-generation military family from the capital.

Zhu Yiba, in particular, was a special forces soldier who fought his way up in real battles on the border.

At that moment, Zhu Yiba suddenly felt he understood what kind of torment the madman who had borrowed a gun to kill someone on the old rooftop of Qingyueqiao Community back then must have been going through.

Zhu Yiba believed that if he had been the one who died back then, he would have agreed as well.

"Let's go."

Chen Shu walked straight out of the conference room, and Xiao Wang quickly followed.

Instead of using the official passage, the two went around to the back door of the building. The border police on duty knew that the two were colleagues in a joint law enforcement operation, so they did not stop them. They even helped to borrow a few handy tools from the equipment room.

The moon is already in the sky and it's very bright.

Chen Shu and Xiao Wang sat in the car, lit cigarettes and took a few puffs.

"Chen Da, what should we do with the gold that Anso Ling sent in the trunk?" Xiao Wang leaned back in his seat, nonchalantly saying, "That guy's got guts, sending this stuff over like this. I reckon it's worth at least a million. Where we're from, they're cracking down hard, so lately everyone's been sending cash. I didn't expect people in these remote mountain villages to be even more trendy, just stuffing gold in. You can just slip it into your pocket and nobody's watching. Good stuff indeed."

Chen Shu assumed Xiao Wang thought Aung Soe Ling's gift was too valuable and was about to explain when Xiao Wang retorted, "But for an old warlord who's been entrenched in northern Myanmar for decades, this is all he gives? That's too stingy, like he's giving alms to a beggar!"

Chen Shu couldn't help but smile wryly: "So you really want to accept it?"

Because he was going back to northern Myanmar to investigate the case of the four policemen, Xiao Wang was quite excited. He chuckled and said, "No, Chen Da. Based on the case files of those telecom fraud cases in the provincial department, I estimate that the annual turnover of that industrial park in Aung Soe Ling must be in the tens of figures, and that's a conservative estimate. The gold bars he gave us, I think it's about the same as the red envelopes he gives his subordinates during holidays. Tsk tsk, is he getting more stingy as he gets older?"

"This level of skill is considered high anywhere. You can keep this gold bar for now, and you can hand it over to your unit after we finish everything here and go back."

"Hey, handing over gold bars, I bet that's one of a kind in our area."

The two chatted for about ten minutes, and even the impatient Xiao Wang was too lazy to check the rearview mirror anymore when the back door was suddenly opened with a bang, the car shook, and someone got in.

Chen Shu glanced at the rearview mirror, turned the key, and started the car. Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Wang grabbed the steering wheel, licked his lips, and asked, "Brother Chen, is it just the three of us? We're unfamiliar with this place and we're abroad. Should we call Wang Yan and Ma Rongcheng?"

Chen Shu laughed: "Do you still want to handle the Four Police Officers case?"

Xiao Wang withdrew his hand, touched his nose, and obediently said, "Yes."

Chen Shu stepped on the gas, and suddenly the car headed south into the night.

The three returned to the telecom fraud park, but to avoid being discovered, Chen Shu parked the car far away and then walked around the park to the gentle slope to the north.

Xiao Wang walked ahead, his flashlight beam sweeping a path through the darkness. Based on the hand-drawn map provided by Li Xia and the scene he had observed from the balcony of the dormitory building in the park during the day, they determined the burial site of the four police officers' case in about an hour.

A particularly thick Burmese teak tree on the back hill.

Zhu Yiba squatted down, stared at the ground for a while, and judged: "This ground has indeed been disturbed. The color is much darker than the surrounding area, and there are obvious signs of leveling on the ground. Hmm, there are not many weeds."

Xiao Wang's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice, saying, "This is it! I could see it clearly from upstairs during the day, there's no mistake!"

Zhu Yiba stretched out his right hand, inserted his five fingers into the soil next to the tree roots, then scooped out some soil from the innermost part, brought it to his nose, smelled it, and frowned.

The soil was loose and the surface smelled normal, but the soil underneath had a strong putrid smell. It was impossible that there wasn't something hidden down there.

Zhu Yiba threw the soil back onto the ground, clapped his hands, and stood up: "Let's dig."

Xiao Wang shoved the flashlight into Zhu Yiba's hand, holding a large iron shovel he had borrowed from the border police. He spat into his palm, eager to try it out.

As soon as the first shovel struck, swarms of flies flew out of the cracks in the soil, bursting out like a hornet's nest being disturbed, and then buzzing as they crashed into Xiao Wang.

"ah!!!"

"Holy crap!!!"

Caught off guard, Xiao Wang was startled and couldn't help but let out a loud cry in the night market. He then frantically slapped his face with both hands to drive away the flies that were flying straight at him.

After chasing away the flies, Xiao Wang was about to continue digging when a strong stench wafted up from underground, the smell seeping into his nostrils layer by layer.

Xiao Wang felt extremely nauseous, and the muscles in his stomach were cramping.

It's the kind of cramping that keeps happening.

"Chen Da, this is too much..." Xiao Wang turned to Chen Shu with snot and tears streaming down his face, at a point where he was almost speechless.

Zhu Yiba shone a flashlight on the ground from a slightly distance away, while Chen Shu stood upwind to keep watch. Needless to say, both of them had a lot of experience in this situation.

I like Policeman Chen Shu.