Police officer Chen Shu.

"Chen Shu!"

Chen Chuan reached out and grabbed Chen Shu's upper arm, staring into his eyes, and insisted, "With so many soldiers, do you think you can survive if you stay? If we're going to leave, we'll leave together, otherwise we might as well all die here! What's there to be afraid of!"

Chen Shu didn't break free from Chen Chuan's grasp, but turned his head to look at him and said, "Zhu Yiba can't hold on any longer. It's impossible to get from here to the border and then to the hospital in less than three or four hours. I'll have Company Commander Ma go with you later, along with Zorrosong. You're only a burden here. You should go back first."

In the current situation, the best course of action is to evacuate the wounded and save Zhu Yiba's life. As for Da Gouzi and Zorro Song, they are not that important in Chen Shu's calculations.

It doesn't really matter where Big Dog is now. Just capture Zorro and send him back to China. Officially, it's about fulfilling our obligations in the Four Policemen case; personally, it's about giving Zhu Yiba an explanation.

"Hehe." At this moment, Ang Suling laughed inappropriately. "Little brother, listen to your boss and hurry home. This is not a place for kids like you."

From Ang Suoling's perspective, he is currently being controlled by Chen Shu and his group, and his life is in their hands. Naturally, he hopes that Chen Shu has as few men as possible, so that his chances of being rescued will be greater.

As you get older, you become more willing to cherish your life.

Chen Chuan gritted his teeth, his hand still gripping Chen Shu's arm tightly, his strength not loosening at all. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Zhu Yiba's half-closed right eye was slowly opening.

Zhu Yiba woke up, letting out a series of muffled groans. His right hand, which was still able to move, braced itself against the floor, trying to lift itself up, but it went limp halfway out and he collapsed back down.

Chen Chuan ran over and helped Zhu Yiba up, sitting him on the ground.

Zhu Yiba took a while to catch his breath before speaking, "Damn it, what a disgrace. I was hoping to sneak in, but I got caught before I even got through the door. These bastards, they're just guarding a park, and they even brought out a thermal imaging camera, what a joke..."

Hearing that Zhu Yiba still had the strength to speak, Chen Shu breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second Zhu Yiba coughed violently, spitting bloody saliva onto the palm of his right hand that was covering his mouth, unable to be covered.

"Chen Da." Zhu Yiba casually wiped his clothes a few times with his right hand, tidying himself up, then looked at Chen Shu and asked, "I think I just heard...Zorozono was in the next room?"

Chen Shu nodded: "He's right next door. Chen Chuan will take you away later. I have someone with you. The three of you, along with Zorro Song, will take a car back to the port."

Zhu Yiba hesitated for a moment before asking the same question as Chen Chuan: "Brother Chen, what about you?"

Chen Shu didn't explain, but simply squatted down, patted Zhu Yiba's shoulder, and said gently, "You can't even sit up yourself, why are you worrying about me?"

Zhu Yiba struggled to open his right eye and stare at Chen Shu. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say "I can do it," "I'm a special forces soldier," and many other things, but he couldn't squeeze out even a single word.

He knew his own body best. He originally thought that with his years of special operations experience, he could easily sneak into the telecom fraud park. Unexpectedly, he made a mistake and was caught and severely beaten by the soldiers of Ang Soe Ling. They beat him to death.

In northern Myanmar, there is no such thing as treating prisoners of war well; whether they live or die depends entirely on the soldiers' mood.

Chen Shu suddenly became serious and solemnly said, "Zhu Yiba, this is an order."

Zhu Yiba subconsciously replied, "Yes..."

Chen Shu stood up, looked at Chen Chuan, raised his chin slightly towards the door, and smiled gently.

Chen Chuan was very familiar with that smile.

After class at the police academy, Chen Shu, as the squad leader, told him to lead the team away first, and he laughed like that; at Zhongshan Police Station, Chen Shu, as the deputy director of the public security station, asked him to help with the aftermath, and he laughed like that too; at Zhengming District Special Police Brigade, Chen Shu, as the deputy brigade leader, told Chen Chuan to go home early, and he laughed like that as well.

What the hell is that laugh?

Doesn't this idiot know how to conserve his life?

Chen Chuan gritted his teeth, angrily threw down the rifle in his hand, helped Zhu Yiba up who had started coughing again, and walked out step by step.

"Call me when you arrive at the border."

"oh."

Chen Shu watched their backs as they walked out of the room. Only after the footsteps had faded into the distance did he turn around to face Ang Suoling. At that moment, Company Commander Ma, who was standing to the side, had just opened his mouth to call out "Commander Chen" when Chen Shu raised his hand to stop him.

According to Chen Shu's plan, Chen Chuan, along with Zhu Yiba and Company Commander Ma keeping an eye on Zorrosong, left the telecommunications fraud park in the car driven by Company Commander Ma.

But from beginning to end, Company Commander Ma's feet did not move an inch, and the gun in his hand remained pointed at Ang Suoling.

Chen Shu knew that Company Commander Ma didn't not want to leave; he simply couldn't leave.

If he returned to China, he would have to go to jail; his inaction indicates that he doesn't want to go back to jail. Staying in northern Myanmar, however, means that if Aung Soe Lwin regains his freedom, endless fleeing awaits him. Therefore, he has only one choice.

"Company Commander Ma, go next door and keep an eye on Zoroson. Don't let him escape."

Chen Shu sat down opposite Aung Soe Ling, placed his rifle on the coffee table, and then took out the Type 64 pistol he had taken from the Mandalay Special Police Unit from his holster and tossed it onto the coffee table as well.

Company Commander Ma kept his gun pointed at Ang Suoling, not daring to move, fearing that if he put his gun away, he and Chen Shu would be riddled with bullets and torn to shreds by Ang Suoling's guards.

Ang Suo Ling understood Chen Shu's meaning. He looked at Chen Shu with curiosity in his eyes, as well as a hint of admiration that was hard to define.

Angsor raised his right hand and waved it: "You all get out."

The guards hesitated for about half a minute before obediently lining up and walking out of the room.

Wu Shengli, who had been lying at Ang Suoling's feet pretending to be dead, raised his head this time. He looked at Chen Shu and Ang Suoling from both sides. Seeing that neither of them intended to pay attention to him, he hesitated for a moment, stood up, bent over, and quickly walked to the door. He then decisively and quickly left, making sure to close the door behind him.

At this point, Company Commander Ma understood, but he still wanted to stay in the room. However, after waiting for more than ten minutes, Chen Shu and Ang Suling did not speak, but just looked at each other.

Company Commander Ma stamped his foot, put away his gun, and went outside.

Ang Suling leaned back on the sofa, holding a glass of foreign liquor in his hand, his face grim: "Commander Chen, we can talk about our business now. Hmm, let's see what kind of nonsense you can come up with before you die."

Chen Shu took out his phone and placed it in front of him, waving his hand: "No rush."

I like Policeman Chen Shu.