Police officer Chen Shu.

China's border crossing, third floor.

The meeting room was originally only reserved for members of the special task force, and even that took up most of the space, making it barely usable.

But the news spread very quickly.

Officer Chen Shu, the commander of the joint Chinese-Myanmar law enforcement team, after blocking the ethnic armed forces last night and having his colleague Xiao Wang bring back the remains of the four policemen who died in the Four Policemen Case to the border, once again risked his life, disguising himself as a prisoner to enter the stronghold of a big boss in northern Myanmar. He turned the tables, took control of the big boss, and successfully rescued another captured colleague.

This colleague was a former special forces soldier who served in Yunnan Province. He was captured by the enemy during this infiltration operation and was almost beaten half to death. He is currently receiving treatment in the ICU of the border hospital.

Now, this police officer surnamed Chen is a hostage, alone in the largest telecom fraud zone in northern Myanmar, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive.

Upon hearing the news, regardless of whether they had work to do or not, and regardless of which floor or office they were in at the port building, everyone rushed towards the conference room on the third floor.

The conference room was bustling with activity. The chairs on both sides of the long table were full of people. Some people even brought chairs from other offices, but it was still not enough. People even sat on the windowsill. Later, they could only lean against the wall, and the room was packed with people.

There were also many police officers standing in the corridor outside the door, craning their necks to look inside. Some people couldn't squeeze into the first row, so they simply found something to stand on.

"Everyone, please be quiet." Huang Ting tapped the microphone a few times, and the speakers on the ceiling emitted a high-pitched buzzing sound, finally silencing the clamor of voices throughout the room.

"Old Ma, you tell us about it."

Director Huang put on a friendly demeanor and pushed the microphone in front of him toward Ma Rongcheng. Even now, Ma Rongcheng was still a little dizzy, feeling like he was in a dream.

Although he had worked in the criminal investigation department of Yunnan Province for over twenty years and had a certain degree of fame in the province, after all, he was the only one in the entire province to be given the nickname "Detective God".

Even the most brilliant detective is still just a detective officer.

The old man sitting next to Ma Rongcheng is the leader of 150,000 police officers in the province. Let alone sitting at the same table with him for a meeting, the only way to see him in real life is through dreams or on television.

Only those bureau chiefs who were powerful and influential in prefecture-level cities were qualified to sit down and have a meeting with him. But in reality, the way those bureau chiefs sat up straight and took notes in front of him was not much different from that of elementary school students.

Now, as a member of Chen Shu's team, Ma Rongcheng has also secured a place at the long table, something he could never have dreamed of before.

Ma Rongcheng was a little nervous and couldn't help coughing. He quickly realized what was happening and forced himself to suppress the cough. When he looked up again, he realized that there were one or two hundred pairs of eyes staring at him.

Director Huang smiled and encouraged, "Old Ma, stop hiding your thoughts, come on, tell us your opinion."

Ma Rongcheng felt as if he were in another world. He was someone who had been transferred from the grassroots level to the provincial criminal investigation team to work like a slave, someone who had originally hoped to get a little bit of benefits in the telecom fraud task force. How could he have received so much attention?

These police officers are key personnel from various departments across the province.

The source of all this was a young policeman from another province. I remember the first time they met was at a murder scene in a hotel.

Life is unpredictable...

Ma Rongcheng straightened his expression and slowly said, "Aung Soe Ling is the head of an ethnic armed group. In northern Myanmar, where there are constant battles and territorial disputes, face is his lifeblood. Chen Shu and his group sneaked into Aung Soe Ling's compound in the middle of the night, dug up a body right under his nose, and even turned his company commander against him. This is a blatant slap in his face. Normally, it wouldn't be unreasonable to kill them immediately after they were caught. But now, he first released two policemen and then kept Officer Chen in the compound. He must have a very important purpose."

Ma Rongcheng stubbed out his cigarette, his voice growing louder with confidence: "I went to Dalalin with Officer Chen. In Dalalin, Ang Suoling is a general in a local armed group who wields the power of life and death. But why did he also establish a judicial committee in the county seat and become the county magistrate, doing so quite successfully?"

Everyone present was an elite from various departments of the public security bureau. Ma Rongcheng had only made a start, and after a little thought, everyone immediately understood the point.

As an armed leader who rose through the ranks, the most suitable position for Ang So Ling would be a general in the local armed forces, but he deliberately created a judicial committee and gave himself the title of county magistrate.

Nobody would believe that I don't have some political ideas.

Ma Rongcheng explained step by step: "The reason is very simple. Ang Soling is a very proud man. He wants his territory to look like a normal government, not a den of bandits."

At this moment, Wang Yan, a key figure in the special task force's consultation, who had worked in Myanmar for five years and participated in the evacuation operation, and who was also the police liaison officer of the Chinese Embassy in Myanmar, stood up.

Huang Ting looked over and nodded, saying, "Xiao Wang, you've been in Myanmar for so many years, have you ever dealt with this General Aung Soe Ling? What kind of person is he?"

"Director Huang." Wang Yan first greeted Director Huang, then turned to everyone and said, "Aung Soe Ling was held hostage by Chen Shu in his office. If this gets out, he'll be finished. It will drive him to desperation and make him do something stupid. So we can't rescue Chen Shu in a big way, we can't send armed personnel to rescue him, and we can't put pressure on him on social media or through the official government of Myanmar."

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"Aung Soe Ling is different from other warlords! He's not the kind of small-time warlord who just stays in the mountains, only making and trafficking drugs. He's been to Yangon, represented local forces in northern Myanmar in signing peace agreements with the official Myanmar government, and received an award from the Myanmar Minister of Defense!"

"I've met Aung Soe Ling twice. Once was at the China-Myanmar Economic and Trade Forum held by the embassy. He was wearing a full set of general's dress uniform, his chest was covered with medals, and he stood up straight the whole time, looking more like an official than the government officials in Naypyidaw."

"I agree with Officer Ma's assessment that Aung Soling is a person who craves respect and dignity. I think we can definitely study the rescue plan from this perspective."

Director Huang first nodded slightly to Wang Yan, then faced all the officers and tapped his fingers lightly on the table—once, twice, three times...

After a few minutes, Director Huang slowly said, "Since he cares about his reputation, let's give him face. Arrange for a formal notice from the Public Security Bureau to be sent to him through the embassy, ​​saying that the Dallinn Autonomous Region government has provided very important assistance to the Chinese Public Security Bureau in combating telecom fraud, and thanking them for their support of the joint law enforcement operation."

"As our representative, Chen Shu was a guest they invited. Now that things are almost done, the guest is going home, and the host should see him off."

After saying that, Huang turned to Wang Yan and said, "Xiao Wang, if you could get the embassy to send a letter of thanks as well, I think it would be even more effective."

Wang Yan, also a police officer, stood up abruptly and said in a loud voice, "I guarantee to complete the mission! I will communicate with the embassy. I will try my best to request that Counselor Li personally go to the Dalalin Autonomous Region to coordinate under the pretext of assisting in the fight against fraud."

"Xiao Wang, let's not trouble Counselor Li to take the risk for now."

Huang raised his right hand and pressed it down on Wang Yan, gesturing for her to sit down. After Wang Yan sat down, he stood up, placed his hands on the table, looked around, and summarized the meeting.

"Send the message first. You see, we're giving Ang Soling a way out, not begging him to release the people. We want him to send them back willingly."

"Alright, meeting adjourned!"

I like Policeman Chen Shu.