Chapter 415

Squeak—!

The ear-piercing screech of brakes shattered the tranquility of the night at the police station.

The taxi made a sudden flick drift, almost stopping sideways at the entrance of the Old Dock Police Station. Zheng Sanshui, sitting in the car, failed to steady himself in time, and his head hit the car door.

Thus we need to decide for each name: if it's in the provided glossary, use that English exactly. If not, we need to decide appropriate English form per rules.

Let's go through lines and collect named entities.

We'll go line by line.

Zheng Sanshui

Lao Chen

Chen Shaokang

Old Chen pretended to be calm, casually making up an excuse: "Just now the speed was a bit fast; I was afraid I couldn't stop and would crash into the police station, so I drifted a bit……"

: none.

Zheng Sanshui had no time to wrangle with Old Chen here, he hastily pushed open the car door.

: none.

His left leg, crippled by Lao Ba, couldn't exert strength; as soon as his foot touched the ground it sprained, he almost rolled out of the car, collapsing in a sorry state at the police station gate.

Rolls-Royce

"Help…… Where did everyone go? Someone wants to kill me! All of you, damn it, come out……"

Zheng Sanshui crawled up the police station steps like a dog, but his voice was still arrogant, almost a commanding tone, ordering those inside to come out quickly to rescue him!

: none.

Haishan, Zheng Canghai, Dragon King, Zheng Sanshui again, Zheng Family

: none.

: none.

Chen Shaokang was facing the desk lamp, his brows furrowed into a three-line shape, agonized beyond words. The scene photos laid before him were like knives stabbing his heart.

Liu Wei

The left eyeball burst, the nasal bridge was also chopped off.

the fat policeman, Lao Wu

The chubby officer looked doubtfully at Chen Shaokang: "Is Zheng Sanshui calling for help?"

: none.

Outside again came a beast-like roar: "Where did everyone go? Hurry up and come out! Someone's chasing me, get out quick!"

Without a doubt, this is Zheng Sanshui's voice.

: none.

Chen Shaokang, the chubby policeman

When the two saw Zheng Sanshui's miserable state, their hearts were somewhat shocked! Truly, the heavens' cycle is good, retribution is not pleasant!

Looking at his miserable state, his left leg seemed to have its bone broken.

Also, the position of his right wrist seemed off; looking at the bruising and swelling, it should have been twisted out of joint.

Chen Shaokang put aside his astonishment, assumed the concerned demeanor a police officer should have, stepped forward and asked: "Zheng Sanshui, what happened?"

Fan Donglin, Lao Ba, and Fan Dongfan was outside.

Whether from excessive fright or his injured leg making him unsteady, Zheng Sanshui gripped Chen Shaokang's arm tightly with his left hand, his nails almost digging into the flesh, as if clutching the last straw of salvation.

Chen Shaokang looked toward outside the police station.

Under the pallid streetlight, not even a ghostly shadow could be seen; outside was completely empty.

Taxi driver Lao Chen, the driver of the Rolls-Royce Lin Dongfan, and the Zheng Family.

In Lin Dongfan's view, this was a good opportunity to feel things out.

He could take advantage of this opportunity to examine the attitudes of those leaders in the local public security system, and see how deep their collusion with the Zheng Family father and son really was.

Thus Lin Dongfan lay in wait in the darkness like a beast with ample patience.

Chen Shaokang's eyesight was excellent; he faintly made out the outline of a Rolls-Royce in the distance, guessing Lin Dongfan should be sitting in the car.

But he had no intention of going over to expose all of this.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, put on a doubtful posture, and questioned Zheng Sanshui: "There's nobody outside at all; you wouldn't have broken your own leg and tried to frame someone else, would you?"

"Damn your mother's bullshit!" Zheng Sanshui glared at Chen Shaokang.

Chen Shaokang replied calmly: "First calm down. Old Wu, dial 120. Send Zheng Sanshui to the hospital first."

: none.

This Old Wu is Chen Shaokang's partner——the chubby officer.

The chubby officer, upon seeing Chen Shaokang's attitude, knew he wanted to use "assistance" as a reasonable excuse to buy time to think of a countermeasure.

Zheng Sanshui suddenly grabbed Chen Shaokang's collar angrily, roaring like a madman: "Who isn't calm? Cool your mother's calm! Fan Donglin is right outside! Are you blind?! I order you! Immediately! Right now! Immediately bring people out to seize that outsider! Kill him on the spot! Immediately!!!"

This hoarse roar not only struck Chen Shaokang's eardrums, but also invisibly struck his police spirit, completely igniting his anger.

Do you think I'm your Zheng Family's dog lackey?

: none.

Chen Shaokang really wanted to pull out handcuffs and charge Zheng Sanshui with provoking trouble to cuff him!

But his reason told him that, given his low police rank and low status, he still couldn't bear the consequences of acting on impulse.

Chen Shaokang again

He endured and played a routine with Zheng Sanshui: "Zheng Sanshui, please speak politely. This is the Old Dock Police Station, not your backyard; it's not your place to yell and drink here. If you want to file a report, please come with me to the interrogation room to give a statement."

Having said that, Chen Shaokang deliberately paused a moment.

He added emphasis: "Our police handle cases with strict legal procedure; it's not whatever you want. Right now I see no one outside, haven't conducted a meticulous investigation, and I don't know how you got this injury. Not to mention insufficient evidence and unclear facts. Even if we got to the bottom of it and proved you were indeed injured by Fan Donglin, judging him is the court's business; it's not up to me to execute him on the spot."

"Procedure?! Again his mother's fucked-up procedure!"

Zheng Sanshui trembled all over with anger, the muscles on his face twisting from extreme pain and fury.

He could bear it no longer, roaring: "I'm about to be beaten to death! You actually dare to talk about legal procedure here! Chen Shaokang! Are you deliberately trying to make me unhappy? Speak! Do you want that outsider to kill me? If so, give me a squeak! Damn your mother."

Chen Shaokang did not make a "squeak".

But the chubby police officer Lao Wu beside him silently squeaked in his heart, not for anything else—just because of those tragedies that had occurred tonight at the old dock, he wished he could carve Zheng Sanshui into a thousand pieces.

Chen Shaokang kept a straight face, maintaining a calm and composed expression: "Are you here to file a report, or to cause trouble?"

"Damn your mother!"

Zheng Sanshui grabbed Chen Shaokang's collar with his left hand, using brute force.

Arrogantly warning Chen Shaokang: "I told you to catch someone, you damn nonsense — in here you're talking about legal procedures! Do you not want to work anymore? Even if you're the station chief, Lao Yu! When he sees me, he still has to politely call me Shui Ge! If you piss me off, I can ruin him with just a sentence! What the hell is his mother to me? I told you to catch someone — that's doing you a favor!"

"I'm warning you, don't use force, let go!" Chen Shaokang said sternly.

Zheng Sanshui only gripped tighter: "You're talking to me? If you've got the guts, say that again..."

"Arrogant!"

Before Zheng Sanshui could finish, Chen Shaokang swiftly seized his left hand, applied a professional reverse-hand grappling move, and pressed him face-down on the spot.

Zheng Sanshui roared hoarsely: "Chen Shaokang! Do you believe I'll mess up your whole family?"

"I believe you."

Chen Shaokang indeed believed Zheng Sanshui would dare do that, but he still pulled out his handcuffs and cuffed Zheng Sanshui's hands behind his back on the spot.