Chương 14: Is there a reward for reporting?

For the reasons mentioned above, they also need to be treated to good food and drinks every day.

Lin Zhouchong nodded.

The young policeman's lips twitched slightly, then he lowered his head and continued looking at the computer.

Su Wan walked through the hall into the corridor, with Lin Zhou following behind.

The corridor was long, with offices of various departments on both sides.

A sign was posted on the door.

One fluorescent light after another illuminated the entire corridor, leaving no blind spots.

"Brother Zhou!"

Su Wan called out towards the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor, a person was coming out of the tea room carrying an enamel mug.

He was in his early forties, and one button on the collar of his uniform was undone, revealing the edge of a gray sweater underneath.

Officer Zhou looked up.

He saw Su Wan first and nodded.

Then, glancing back, he saw Lin Zhou behind Su Wan.

He stopped walking.

The enamel mug was suspended in mid-air, neither up nor down.

His facial expression was complex.

This is the same Officer Zhou who made Lin Zhou leave at the club yesterday.

Officer Zhou walked over with a cup in his hand.

He glanced at Lin Zhou first, then at Su Wan.

"Xiao Su," He placed the enamel mug on the table next to him.

"What's going on? Why is this person here again?"

Su Wan was stunned for a moment.

She looked at Officer Zhou, then at Lin Zhou.

"What? Again? What does that mean?"

Officer Zhou did not answer her.

He looked at Lin Zhou, his eyebrows furrowed.

It was as if they were trying to find a reasonable explanation from Lin Zhou's face.

Lin Zhou leaned against the wall in the corridor, raised one hand, and waved to Officer Zhou.

The movements were casual, like bumping into a neighbor at the entrance of a residential complex.

Hi. Long time no see.

Officer Zhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"You just left here last night, and you saw me again early this morning."

"yes," Lin Zhou said.

"It's been almost ten hours. Long time no see."

Officer Zhou looked at him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He picked up his enamel mug and took a sip of tea, as if using this action to process some kind of emotion.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you here again?"

Lin Zhou reached out and brushed his hair aside.

I ran my fingers through my hair from my forehead, and smoothed it back; a few strands of hair bounced up and then fell back down.

"Officer, I really didn't commit a crime this time. I'm a good citizen."

He put his hands down and put them in his pockets.

"I just helped catch a drug dealer."

Officer Zhou's hand stopped on the enamel mug.

He turned his head and gave Su Wan an inquiring look.

Su Wan nodded.

"Yes."

She briefly recounted what had just happened.

As Officer Zhou listened, the expression on his face changed layer by layer.

After listening to everything, he remained silent for a few seconds. Then he looked up at Lin Zhou.

"sure."

His tone was different now; there was less teasing and more approval.

"Although your work is a bit outrageous, you are quite meticulous."

Comments flooded in.

"Officer Zhou praised him."

"Yesterday in the interrogation room, he had this 'What's wrong with this guy?' look on his face."

Today it's become "This kid's not bad."

"Officer Zhou's eyes have changed."

"From suspicion to acceptance, all it takes is one human trafficking case."

"The Locksmith King conquered Brother Zhou in just one day."

Officer Zhou looked at Lin Zhou, his expression turning serious.

"You're skilled, and you're quick-witted. Yesterday at Crescent Moon, out of all the people squatting there, you were the only one who actually went to do the work."

He paused.

"Isn't it better to use your skills for good?"

Lin Zhou didn't say anything.

Because he knew that the best way to avoid being talked to by someone like Officer Zhou was to let him talk.

"That club," Officer Zhou placed the enamel mug on the table with a soft thud.

"Don't go there often."

The corridor was silent for a second.

Lin Zhou opened his mouth, wanting to say, "I really went to fix the lock."

But looking at Officer Zhou's "I'm doing this for your own good" face, he swallowed his words.

He nodded.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

He nodded.

"The Three-Second King didn't refute it."

"Yesterday at Crescent Moon Bay, he told Brother Zhou about 'great laborers,' and today he nodded in agreement."

"The Locksmith King: I'm not arguing with you anymore, I admit defeat."

Brother Zhou: Don't go to that club too often. Lin Zhou: Okay (thinking: I still want to go)