Chapter 8
When Xin Xin shouted, Chen Du was startled. He lost his grip on the fishing rod and it fell into the water, getting entangled in the fishing net below.
But he was older than Xin Xin after all, and had been flying around the world for many years, so he was knowledgeable. When he encountered an unknown situation, he was not immediately frightened. Instead, he realized that the first reaction at this time should be self-protection. So he immediately pushed Xin Xin deeper into the deck, and only looked into the fishing rod and bucket after making sure that he was safe.
Chen Liuchi also came over at this time: "What's wrong?"
Xin Xin had recovered and pointed to the pile of fishing rods, buckets, and nets. "I just saw something hanging from the hook of a fishing rod. It looks like a human hand."
He recalled for a moment and said with certainty, "It's just manpower, there can't be any mistake."
Xin Xin is a professional painter, and his understanding of human body structure and contours is no worse than that of Cen Zhao, a forensic doctor. Now that he has calmed down and is more certain, he begins to urge Chen Du to quickly fish out the pile of things entangled in the fishing net.
"Ancestor! You really don't feel sorry for your man at all!"
Chen Du looked convinced: "You want me to go and retrieve the body?"
Xin Xin was even more speechless than him: "I'm thinking about my fishing rod! My rod cost 38,000!!"
It’s still your birthday present to me.
Of course he didn't say this, because if he did, someone would be cocky again.
But he didn't say it. Chen Du also thought of it and almost couldn't help laughing. But laughing out loud in this situation would be too inhumane, so Chen Du had to turn around and squat down to look at the fishing net.
The net was just an ordinary three-layer green silk fishing net, sunk in water about three meters deep. They were not professionals and did not expect to catch anything. They went sea fishing just for fun, but they didn't expect to actually win the jackpot.
Cen Zhao heard everything that happened on the other end through the microphone and immediately said to Shen Liuchi, "Don't use the net yet. Call the police. I'll be there right away."
Chenliuchi listened to the professional's words, said "oh" obediently, and let Chen Du and the other person enter the cabin.
Xin Xin was still thinking about his fishing rod, so he asked Chen Liuchi, "Isn't this considered evidence? The police won't have to take it away, right?"
Shenliuchi was not very clear about it, but he was very impressed: "Even in this state, you still plan to keep this fishing rod?"
Chen Du retorted, "You know nothing! This is a token of love between my wife and me! I'd rather keep it than cut off my hand. I'd even use it to fish for corpses in the Yellow River!"
Xin Xin followed behind him and slapped him on the back several times: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you into the sea too!"
Chenliuchi was too lazy to watch the two people flirting, so he called the police first and then ran to the deck to make sure the fishing net was firmly fixed.
The boat had not yet left the port, let alone reached the deep waters of the ocean. Recreational fishing activities like theirs would not be difficult at all. The yacht steward recommended the most common trawling.
Of course, this isn't a professional, large-scale fishing method. They simply place a net three to five meters below the yacht, dragging it along as the boat moves, engulfing any creatures it passes through. However, only large, conical nets can produce the impressive catches seen in documentaries; these small, green silk nets are more like toys for children to play house with.
At this moment, the sinking pool is watching the small fishing nets of each family. At this time, the wind is blowing on the sea, and the tide is about to rise. The hull is floating and swaying on the sea, and the fishing nets are not fixed and are blown around by the current.
He was afraid that if the waves got any bigger, he would blow away his net and hands in less than three minutes. He was hesitating whether to find a fixed anchor, but before he could reach out his hand, someone held his shoulders.
"Although nylon thread is smooth, you still need to be careful not to get your hands scratched."
As the voice fell, Chenliuchi turned around suddenly and was greeted by a bunch of pink tulips.
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled unconsciously. He didn't take the flowers, but looked up at the person behind them: "Is it for me?"
Seeing that he didn't stand up, Cen Zhao squatted down as well. The tulip was placed between them, with a very faint fragrance.
"If you come to ask for forgiveness, you must be sincere."
Chen Liuchi rested his arms on his knees and tilted his head to look at him: "What crime has Forensic Doctor Cen committed?"
Cen Xiao thought for a moment and began to list them one by one: "I didn't add Boss Shen on WeChat, I ran to the county town without reporting to Boss Shen, and I came back secretly without saying hello to Boss Shen."
He tutted his words and said in a pretentious tone, "Three sins! A bouquet of flowers doesn't seem to be enough to atone for them."
Chen Liuchi squinted his eyes and smiled at him pretending, not giving him a way out. He nodded seriously and said, "It's not enough, so what should we do?"
Cen Zhao didn't say anything or move, just looked at him.
The taillights on the lower deck were brightly lit. At such a close distance, emotions were like waves during the rising tide, vivid and surging.
Chen Liuchi's heart was pounding. He looked at Cen Zhao steadily and saw that the other's light-colored eyes were even brighter in the light, as if he possessed some kind of strange power that blocked out all the sounds and colors around him.
"you--"
"Where are you two slacking off? Second Shen, come up and introduce yourself to us!"
Damn Chen Du!!
The surging light in his eyes was interrupted, and the unspoken words fell back into the sea with the tide.
Chenliuchi slowly raised his head and looked towards the open deck, gritting his teeth: "Chen, Du!"
Chen Du was still confused up there. He hugged Xin Xin and asked Lu Zhao, who had just come over: "How did I offend him?"
Lu Zhao also looked like a pampered young man, leaning against the railing and twisting his skewers, smiling carefreely: "Mr. Chen, you will be struck by lightning if you disturb someone's love affair."
Lu Xiaoming leaned over the railing and looked down, his eyes red. "Brother Chen, is Brother Chen really in love?"
Chen Du didn't dare to say anything, for fear that this ancestor would make a fuss. He quickly winked at Lu Zhao and asked him to get rid of the person quickly.
Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised: "Is Chen Liuchi serious this time? Does his brother, who is obsessed with his younger brother, know about this?"
Chen Du tutted his words: "What do you mean by this time? He hasn't done it many times. As for his brother...how would I know? My last name isn't Chen."
Lu Zhao laughed, enjoying the fun: "That's still a long shot, why can't we compete with each other?"
As he spoke, he leaned on the railing and looked down, whistled, winked at the dark-faced Chen Liuchi who looked over at him after hearing the sound, then looked at Cen Zhao who was wearing black clothes and black pants next to him, and said in his heart: With this look and this physique, whether it's in love or fighting, their family obviously doesn't have a high chance of winning.
Cen Zhao wore a dark outfit today, a rare sight. He usually wore his police uniform to work and mostly light-colored shirts off duty. This outfit was put together by a shopping guide at the mall. He'd said he was going on a date, so she'd given him a dark casual outfit. It was more formal than light colors, but not too formal.
Chen Liuchi had never seen Cen Zhao wearing a dark shirt before, so he couldn't help but linger on him for a moment before looking away with a non-apologetically funny smile: "I've been staring at you for a while, are you still embarrassed this time?"
Cen Zhao kept watching him, and only replied after making sure his gaze stayed on him long enough: "I'm wearing it for Boss Shen to see. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
Chen Liuchi became more relaxed after hearing this, and held the flower and looked at it carefully for a long time.
Cen Zhao was only a few inches taller than him, but his shoulders were broader than his. He looked very stylish in the dark shirt. This slightly tight-fitting clothing could reveal the outline of his muscles, which were smooth and strong but not exaggerated, and had very beautiful lines.
"Go up first."
While he was staring at the man intently, a police car arrived from the coast. Cen Zhao pulled Chen Liuchi up and said, "Let the professionals handle this."
Chen Liuchi nodded and walked up to the upper deck with the flowers in his arms. Cen Zhao did not follow him immediately, but first made a brief inquiry to the yacht steward. While they were talking, the police car had already arrived at the dock. Although the policeman who came down was not Zeng Baoguo, he was also an acquaintance in the police station. He stood on the shore and waved to Cen Zhao.
"Look at his demeanor, he's like an FBI agent."
Chen Du tutted twice, turned his head to look at the sinking pool rising from below, and deliberately teased: "Hey, these flowers are given to beautiful women, aren't they a bit redundant for us brothers?"
Chen Liuchi rolled his eyes at him and said, "I know you're still standing here."
Chen Du chuckled, "Chen Liuchi, you're really arrogant. Look, forensic doctor Cen is here, and you have someone backing you up, right?"
Hearing him say this, Chen Liuchi remembered something and pointed at a few friends who were watching the show: "Everyone, calm down a bit and stop yelling. We've finally made some progress."
Chen Du was about to say something when he heard Lu Xiaoming next to him speak with a longing look in his eyes: "Brother Chen... are you really in love?"
Chen Liuchi looked at him as if he were his younger brother, perhaps even less familiar than his younger brother. Hearing this, he felt half embarrassed and half helpless: "Yes, you..."
Before he could even think of how to say this, Lu Xiaoming already understood. He choked and cried out in grief, startling Xin Xin, who was concentrating on retrieving the body parts. "Holy crap! There's a cow on the boat?!"
Chen Du and the others lowered their heads and tried to suppress their smiles. They couldn't laugh, as it would be too disrespectful to others.
Lu Zhao put his arm around Lu Xiaoming's shoulders and comforted him, "Why do you have to be so obsessed with one thing, Mingming? Even if you have a crush on someone with the surname Chen, there's still someone with the same surname in their family."
The entire deck fell silent after he finished speaking.
Chen Du looked at Lu Zhao with mixed feelings. Are you my biological brother? This is the first time I've seen someone betray his brother like this.
Chen Liuchi didn't say anything, or rather, he didn't hear this at all. His eyes were fixed on the stairs behind the few people.
A long and narrow shadow was cast on the stairwell, and Cen Zhao walked up towards the light.
"Why is it so quiet?"
When Cen Zhao met several people, he was shocked by the dead silence at first. He glanced at the sinking pool, thinking, what is going on?
Chen Liuchi came back to his senses and smiled: "Nothing, everyone was looking at the deck and didn't have time to talk."
Cen Zhao naturally walked over to the sinking pool and briefly described the situation on the lower deck. "What's happening down there won't affect the upper deck, but the yacht steward may need to assist with questioning. This will take about half an hour."
The boat had already docked, and there wasn't much for him to do here. None of them cared too much, and they urged Chen Liuchi to introduce Forensic Doctor Cen.
"What else is there to introduce?" Chen Liuchi was at a loss for words. "Doctor Cen, isn't that enough to describe him? His last name is Cen, and he's a forensic doctor from the Municipal Bureau. What else do you want to hear?"
Chen Du and Lu Zhao exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming increasingly negative. "It's nothing," he said, smiling meaningfully at Cen Zhao, "It's just you two..."
"Why nothing?! I have something I want to know!"
Lu Xiaoming, who had been crying in the water, suddenly raised his head and stared at Cen Zhao with red eyes: "Are you really in a relationship with Brother Shen?"
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