"Chu Yu, he is..."
Zhang Ying hesitated, unsure whether she should ask. This person was neither entirely righteous nor entirely wicked, resembling both a police officer and someone involved in organized crime.
But his accent really didn't sound like that of a local police officer. Local police officers, even if they don't speak fluent Beijing dialect, should at least have some Beijing accent, but this guy had a southern accent.
Chu Yu didn't hide anything from her and told her the truth: "He is my bodyguard, Mr. Li Jinchao."
Li Jinchao nodded to Zhang Ying. The proprietress brought over a bowl of wontons. The wontons smelled delicious and were made differently from those in the south. Li Jinchao was sweating profusely from the spiciness, but he still buried his head in his food and ate it.
Zhang Ying nodded blankly. Had she heard correctly?
Is this Chu Yu's bodyguard?
Chu Yu is a college student like her. Why would someone her age need a bodyguard?
Zhang Ying had always known that Chu Yu had business outside, and she also knew that Mandarin was making money and that every store was very popular. But apart from dressing nicely, eating nicely, and using exquisite daily necessities, Chu Yu didn't really seem to be any different from them, even though they spent every day together.
It was at this moment that Zhang Ying directly perceived the difference between the two.
Chu Yu is only twenty years old, and she already has bodyguards. Wow, something I only ever saw in movies has actually become a reality.
Zhang Ying felt the world was magical.
"You said he was a policeman before, just to get back at your grandmother..."
Chu Yu nodded, "My grandma can pretend to be a beggar to come to school and hurt me, so I just gave her a taste of her own medicine and scared her with a fake policeman. Who knew she was so guilty that she pretended to be mentally ill. She treated me like that, and I even paid for her mental hospital bills. I've been good enough to her."
Zhang Ying trusted Chu Yu unconditionally. She also felt that she couldn't be merciful to bad people. Chu Yu was right to do what he did. If she didn't deal with her grandmother, there would only be more trouble waiting for her in the future.
Chu Yu went to the kitchen.
The kitchen wasn't big, and the owner was cleaning up as she cooked, so there wasn't even a speck of oil on the stove.
She was very efficient. While cooking wontons, she fried chicken pieces in three pots at the same time. She used scissors to cut and turn the chicken pieces as she fried them until they were evenly heated and each side was coated with hot oil.
After preparing the chicken pieces, she picked up the cooked meat from the pot and chopped it together with garlic, boiled eggs, and green peppers. The originally greasy meat looked especially appetizing with the help of the side dishes.
At this point, she scooped up the chicken pieces and put the wontons into a bowl. In less than five minutes, she had made 4 bowls of wontons, 3 servings of fried chicken, and 5 roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).
No wonder this store is doing so well; she manages it all by herself. She's incredibly efficient and a master of coordination.
Chu Yu's mother in her previous life was also this type of person.
Chu Yu helps her family sell fast food after school, but her mother, Shen Jun, always kicks her out of the kitchen, saying that she doesn't need to help at all.
Shen Jun was more than capable of handling everything herself – collecting money, wiping tables, and cooking. She also had an exceptionally good memory, remembering perfectly who paid how much and who hadn't received change yet, and she never made a mistake.
Chu Yu felt that her ability to get into university in her previous life was all thanks to her mother. Shen Jun was smart and her science grades were also good. What else could this be but genetics?
Anyway, all the good things are inherited from her mother, and all the bad things are her scumbag father's fault.
The proprietress turned around and saw Chu Yu standing by the door looking at her. She paused for a moment, then smiled and said:
"Thank you so much, little one. You can eat at my house for free from now on."
"It was just a small favor, no need to thank me."
"It was nothing, just a small favor. Didn't you see that when the incident happened, all the other guests were running out like crazy, but you stood up for the aunt and chased those two people away?"
The proprietress kept sprinkling seaweed flakes on the wontons.
Chu Yu felt that the proprietress was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The proprietress is very serious about her business. She has been running the shop for several years, so it's impossible that she stole Yorkham's recipe. Chu Yu can't just question her rashly.
Chu Yu thoroughly enjoyed her meal. Meanwhile, outside the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, Luo Kangcheng handed the newly obtained documents to Cheng Lanjun.
After Cheng Lanjun looked through it, she was completely stunned.
Several months ago, a male police officer was murdered in the suburbs. After extensive investigation, the police found that there were no missing male police officers in the system. They then shifted their investigation to other areas, and the surrounding cities all replied that there were no missing male police officers.
Police traced the police officer's home through his uniform and discovered that it belonged to a local veteran police officer.
This person hung clothes out to dry in the yard, but when they went to collect the clothes in the evening, they couldn't find the clothes.
This kind of thing is no small matter in the system. He was afraid of being punished and originally wanted to keep it a secret, but who knew that Luo Kangcheng, the newly appointed director, would come to his door.
As a police officer himself, he knew that he would be the first suspect in this situation, so he told Luo Kangcheng everything he knew in order to clear his name.
He is not a murderer; this has been Luo Kangcheng's intuition for many years.
So why was this man wearing a police uniform? According to the investigation, the man was hit on the head, knocked unconscious, and then thrown into the water. Logically, after falling into the river, the body would float downstream for several kilometers, or even tens or hundreds of kilometers before it was found.
Unfortunately, the river was full of aquatic plants, and a fisherman had cast his net, so the body remained in place until someone called the police the next day.
When a heinous murder occurs in Beijing, the Public Security Bureau naturally cannot remain indifferent.
But these days, many people from other places don't register with the neighborhood committee, and no one claims the body, so it's impossible to confirm the man's identity.
Without being able to confirm the other party's identity, it was impossible to figure out their social relationships, and the investigation reached a stalemate.
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