Chapter 171: Police Officer: Am I Arresting Myself?

"Hello, Police comrade… I want to report a crime!"

"There's a whole car of shady people at the entrance of our community; I've been watching them for a long time, and they look downright suspicious!"

"The address is Wan Hui Cheng Xiaoqu; come quickly, it's almost getting completely dark, and I suspect they're about to make a move!"

"…"

"Alright, alright, send someone over quickly; I'm feeling uneasy…"

It is worth mentioning that Menwei Laodaye spoke in a hushed voice while fighting the Yaoyao Spirit.

Even though the guardroom was far from those shady people outside, he was still afraid something mischievous might happen.

After all, he was already old and wasn't confident he could beat a group of youngsters.

After finishing the call and putting down the phone,

Menwei Laodaye stared anxiously at the car at the entrance.

Unconsciously, the rubber roller in his hand tightened its grip.

Even the palms began to exude fine beads of sweat.

Come to think of it, this might be the most serious incident he's encountered since becoming a guard.

Yet just as Menwei Laodaye was getting nervous,

One of the young men's phones in the car parked at Wan Hui Cheng Xiaoqu's entrance rang.

These people in the car were plainclothes officers arranged by Han Fei.

After glancing at the caller ID, the young man pressed the answer button without hesitation.

"Hello… what?" he immediately stuck his head out the car window and looked around: "Bad guys at Wan Hui Cheng's entrance? Still staring at the entrance all shady?"

"I'm not watching. There aren't many cars at this entrance; the cars should be empty. What kind of car exactly? I'll go down and check."

The officer on the other end replied: "A white Camry, parked beside the curb on the right side of the main gate."

The young man was stunned.

A white family car?

And it's parked beside the curb on the right side of the gate?

This…

At the community entrance, there were only a handful of white cars, countable on one hand.

As for the car parked beside the curb on the right side of the gate…

There was only one.

That car was driven by them.

At that moment, the young man's mind held only one thought.

I'm being treated as a bad guy!? And shady!??

"Did you see? You're nearby, so go handle it. The guard just reported it, so we won't send anyone over," the officer on the phone urged.

"I… never mind, I understand, I'll take care of it," he said, then hung up.

His mood instantly soured.

He's just a police officer, yet the guard mistook him for a bad guy?

And calling him shady!

Who called me shady!?

After hanging up, the young man felt it was necessary to go explain to Menwei Laodaye.

He is a good person, not a bad one, and certainly not shady!

"What's the situation?" the other officers asked.

"... The guard reported a crime, saying there are bad guys at the entrance."

"Bad guys? Where?"

"He said it's us! He said we're shady," the young man said with a wry smile.

He paused, then continued: "I'll go explain to the guard."

After saying that, he opened the car door and walked toward the guardroom.

To appear friendly, he forced a smile despite his sour mood.

…

Since finishing the call, Menwei Laodaye has remained in a highly tense state.

Fearing the few bad guys in the car might act before the Police arrive.

He kept staring at the entrance, watching those people in the car.

But what came was exactly what he feared.

One person got out of the car and walked straight toward the guardroom!

Menwei Laodaye's hand gripping the rubber roller tightened involuntarily.

He thought perhaps this person heard his call and was coming to teach him a lesson?

The key is… the kid walking toward him was still smiling!

The smile was grotesque; it never seemed like a good sign.

In this situation, claiming not to be nervous is impossible.

Menwei Laodaye's breathing became involuntarily rapid.

Suddenly, he opened the guardroom door, brandishing the rubber roller, and rushed out.

Fighting… is impossible.

He also didn't think he could beat a strong, robust youngster.

But just scaring him a bit, the old man thought it would work.

He saw the gate guard old man standing at the doorway, brandishing a rubber club at the young man.

"Don't move from where you're standing! Take another step forward and I won't be polite; I've trained, I tell you!"

He hesitated for a moment; the old man felt that wasn't enough, so he prepared to bring out the Police to scare people.

After all, is there any bad guy who isn't afraid of a police officer?

"I've already called the police, I tell you! A police officer will be here soon! If you don't leave now, I'll have you arrested in a moment!"

The young man walking toward the gate guard's office stopped in his tracks.

The smile on his face froze.

Police officer arriving immediately?

Arrest whom?

Arrest him!?

He is the police officer!

And… his colleague just said it clearly on the phone.

Because he's nearby, this matter can be left to him to resolve, without sending extra personnel.

He arrests himself?

What a lunatic!

Seeing the 'bad guy' didn't continue toward him, but stopped.

The gate guard old man let out a sigh of relief.

He thought, as expected, the title of police officer is effective; once mentioned, the bad guy is too scared to even move.

Seeing the gate guard old man's state, the police officer knew he was very nervous.

So he didn't intend to keep moving forward.

Instead, he chose to explain first.

"Old man, you've misunderstood. I'm not a bad guy; I'm a police officer. I also know you called the police; actually I came over after hearing you called them to explain, so you don't need to be afraid."

While speaking, he also produced his Police Badge and flashed it to the old man from a distance.

Because the distance was far and the gate guard's eyesight wasn't great, he squinted and examined the 'bad guy's' revealed item.

It looked… as if it really matched the Police Badge he'd seen earlier today.

Is this really a police officer?

The gate guard old man still didn't fully believe it.

The police officer lowered his voice and continued: "You really misunderstood, old man. We're not wearing uniforms because we're on a secret mission and can't be too conspicuous. There may be bad guys in your community, and we guard the gate to catch them!"

Hearing that, the gate guard old man suddenly recalled the police officer from earlier today.

At that time, that police officer also wasn't in uniform and had asked him about a resident's situation in the community, seeming also to be on a mission.

Seeing it that way, the matter does seem a bit reasonable!

These people might also be police officers.

The gate guard old man let out a full sigh of relief.

"You should have said it earlier; you scared an old man half to death…"

Immediately after, he casually added.

"What case are the Police investigating lately? Is it serious? Could we be in danger?"

"Nothing much, it won't be dangerous; don't worry, old man." the police officer said with a smile.

However, the old man didn't believe him at all.

"Not dangerous? If it's not dangerous, why do your police officers keep coming one after another? You still want to fool me? In the afternoon when your colleague arrived, wasn't it me who let them in? Four women and one man, right?"