Chapter 163: This Lineup Can Truly Be Called Lavish

The next day.

Sigh, no good.

I have to explain this first.

Last night, nothing happened between Yu Dazhang and Qu Tuotuo—please don't go imagining any inappropriate scenes.

Later, the two of them just leaned against each other, enjoying a sweet and warm atmosphere for a while.

Yu Dazhang didn't do anything.

Not that he didn't want to—he just didn't dare.

As for premarital sex, Yu Dazhang didn't actually object to it, but right now it wasn't possible.

The two of them hadn't reached the stage of discussing marriage yet; doing that now would be no different from being a hooligan.

Besides, Qu Tuotuo had a fiery little hot-pepper personality—how could anyone just casually take advantage of her?

The next morning, he arrived at the detachment.

Yu Dazhang headed straight for the detachment commander's office.

After knocking and entering, he saw Captain Li bent over, tidying up a camp bed.

Seeing this, Yu Dazhang hurried over, helped fold the camp bed, and neatly put it away.

"Captain Li, why didn't you go home last night?" Yu Dazhang asked.

According to the grapevine, although Li Jun had a wife, the two of them weren't on very harmonious terms.

Word was their relationship had fallen apart.

The marriage was currently in a state of existing in name only, so Li Jun often spent the night in the office.

Yu Dazhang certainly knew the situation.

But as a subordinate, when one had to play dumb, one had to play dumb.

"I was busy until the middle of the night yesterday, so I just slept here at the detachment."

Li Jun said this, then stretched his back vigorously and worked his body a bit:

"Wait for me a moment, I'll go wash my face and brush my teeth."

A camp bed is nothing like a double bed at home... Yu Dazhang stared at Li Jun's weary back, his heart aching a little.

A person's energy is limited—the more you pour into work, the less you have for life.

For a criminal police officer like Li Jun who had made it to detachment commander, he was basically working overtime every day, with almost no personal time left.

For his wife to be able to live with him was already pretty good; expecting a harmonious life was simply impossible.

If possible, it was better to be the ability type himself... Yu Dazhang silently made his life plan in his heart.

Li Jun was clearly the effort type.

Conscientious, diligent, serious and responsible in his work—such a person was actually the easiest for leaders to appreciate.

But as a husband, he wasn't quite suitable.

And Yu Dazhang didn't want to squeeze himself too dry; it was best not to let work and life get in each other's way.

In his previous life, he had poured all his energy into work, to the point that he was still single in his thirties.

In this life, well, he seemed to have gotten a bit smarter.

No need to use effort to fill the gaps of ability.

Ten minutes later.

Li Jun came back from outside carrying a toiletry bag, then, right in front of Yu Dazhang, put the toiletry bag into the desk drawer.

He's treating the office like home... Yu Dazhang watched and couldn't help baring his teeth.

"Judging by your state of mind, you slept pretty well last night."

Li Jun sat down behind the desk, lit a cigarette and took a deep drag:

"You kid really have nerves of steel—after what happened yesterday, you can actually still sleep soundly."

He put it very tactfully.

To put it bluntly: damn it, you killed so many people yesterday, and you can still sleep?!

"Uh..." Yu Dazhang awkwardly scratched his head and laughed:

"Didn't sleep that soundly, woke up in the middle, went to the bathroom, then fell back asleep."

You woke up because you needed to pee... Li Jun said irritably:

"Alright, stop bullshitting, let's talk business."

Yu Dazhang took out his service pistol and placed it on the desk:

"I'm here to turn in my gun."

He wasn't a rookie, so he naturally knew the rules.

Once a police gun is fired, the handling procedure automatically kicks in.

It mainly consists of the following steps:

1. Write a report.

Report the use of the firearm to one's superior, including the reason, process, and result of firing the weapon. 2. Cooperate with on-site investigation and evidence collection.

The technical team would record the locations of bullet holes and the distribution of shell casings at the scene, and conduct a gun check on the firearm.

3. Undergo internal review.

State the facts, provide relevant evidence, and ensure the legality of the firearm's use.

4. Psychological evaluation.

This step mainly checks whether psychological trauma has been caused, and evaluates whether one is fit to continue performing police duties.

With the previous kidnapping case, Yu Dazhang had already gone through the procedure once, so he knew very well that there would be a step to turn in his service pistol.

Since it has to be handed over anyway, might as well be proactive.

"You go hand it to the Technical Section yourself." After finishing, Li Jun couldn't help adding:

"I've already given the word. Once the gun is inspected, they'll notify you immediately to pick it up. It won't take more than three hours."

Hearing this, Yu Dazhang felt as though he'd received special treatment and couldn't help asking:

"Why is it so fast this time?"

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He remembered last time it had taken several days before he got his issued pistol back.

"Special case, special handling." Li Jun explained:

"Your situation is special now. There's no guarantee someone won't try to move against you again, so having a gun on you is safer."

Yu Dazhang wore an expression of sudden understanding.

That's why they say personal growth can't happen without a leader's care.

Especially a leader like Li Jun, who protects his own, made him feel warmth.

"Thanks, Captain Li."

Yu Dazhang grinned and put away his issued pistol.

"Don't take this lightly!" Seeing him act so nonchalant, Li Jun immediately narrowed his eyes:

"I'm not trying to scare you. Do you know what kind of people attacked you yesterday?"

Here we go with the playing-dumb routine again... Yu Dazhang blinked, looking utterly bewildered:

"I only know it was one woman and over ten men. I'm not clear on the rest."

After getting home yesterday, he had carefully reviewed the entire attack.

Among those who had fought him, at least four were professional soldiers.

All three men in the first sedan were.

And that man who had nearly killed him with a dagger had definitely served in the military too.

People with systematic training have far superior reaction speed, agility, and body coordination than ordinary folks.

Yu Dazhang could feel it clearly during the fight.

He knew it, but he couldn't say it.

Yu Dazhang didn't want people thinking he was a monster.

On matters like this, keeping a low profile never hurts.

"Their identities have been confirmed."

Li Jun moved the mouse, clicked a few times, then turned the computer screen toward Yu Dazhang:

"Eighteen in total. Seven of them have prior foreign military service."

"One is a major fugitive wanted by the state for years, with three bloody cases on his record domestically."

"The other six are all listed on Interpol's wanted notices."

"To say something a police officer shouldn't, this lineup is nothing short of luxurious."

Seven... Yu Dazhang realized he had still underestimated them.

He had only noticed four; he never expected there to be three more.

No wonder those guys showed no fear in the face of life and death; it turned out they had served in foreign armies.

Yu Dazhang actually knew a bit about this.

Foreign militaries emphasize combat-oriented training.

Especially professional foreign military units; nearly all of them have carried out real combat missions with live weapons.

In that case, the four who gave up resisting at the end were definitely not among them.

Seeing Yu Dazhang dazed, as if shaken by fear, Li Jun tapped the table:

"Stop overthinking. Those seven are all gone; you took them all out."

"In a sense, they've also paid the price for their crimes."

Don't say that... Yu Dazhang quickly corrected:

"Brother Ma and the others fired their guns too. You can't count it all on me."

(End of this chapter)