Chapter Three: Is There Anything You Can't Do?

(1/3)

Helping each other out among colleagues isn’t too much to ask. After all, it’s all for cracking the case, and even if some methods are a bit unconventional, it’s understandable.

You’re the one—I’m hitching a ride!

With a sudden step forward, Yu Dazhang placed both hands firmly on Zhang Sen’s waist and jumped with all his might...

Zhang Sen never dreamed he would encounter such a situation!

Seeing the suspect running far ahead, he was about to straighten up and give chase when suddenly he felt a pair of hands pressing against his waist.

Before he could turn to see, a tremendous force pressed down on his waist.

Caught off guard, Zhang Sen lost his balance and staggered forward, switching from holding his cane with one hand to both hands.

He shot forward more than ten meters in one go.

Even so, Zhang Sen couldn’t regain his balance—the weight on his waist was seriously excessive.

Only Zhang Sen could bear it; an ordinary person would have collapsed under such pressure.

The nickname "Little Cheetah" wasn’t given lightly—his legs were truly strong.

“Who’s there?!”

Struggling under the heavy load, Zhang Sen shouted loudly, doing his best to stay balanced, afraid of falling flat.

If he fell, the person on his back would sit down hard, and he’d be completely crushed.

Yu Dazhang didn’t expect things to go so smoothly; the direction Zhang Sen charged in was exactly along the suspect’s escape route.

Not only that, but ever since Yu climbed onto Zhang Sen’s back, the suspect seemed frozen in place, as if under a spell.

His eyes were fixed on them, mouth open, but no sound came out.

It wasn’t that the suspect couldn’t run anymore; in fact, he had crossed to the other side of the street, thrilled to have finally shaken off that heavyset man.

But unfortunately, he glanced back...

That one look caused him to freeze on the spot, his whole body rigid and unable to move an inch.

His mind went blank, with just one thought echoing: what the heck was he riding?

Such an obscure mount~

And it was pretty fast.

Even as Yu Dazhang and Zhang Sen approached him, he remained stunned, still dazed.

“Run! Why aren’t you running?” Yu Dazhang grabbed the suspect’s arm.

“You were running fast just now!”

The suspect didn’t answer but lowered his gaze to Zhang Sen, who was still struggling.

You could say acting requires talent—despite being so close, the suspect didn’t realize this was a man in disguise.

“You’re a cop, aren’t you?” the suspect looked up at Yu Dazhang, bewildered.

“Do the police really have to use such unscrupulous methods now?”

(2/3)

Yu Dazhang was snapped awake by the remark and quickly dismounted, catching Zhang Sen just as he was about to fall.

This success was ours together... Yu Dazhang was quite pleased with their mutual assistance.

Colleagues share credit, after all.

Seeing Zhang Sen so delighted, even sticking out his tongue in relief—

He stuck out his tongue!!

“Are you alright? What happened?” Yu Dazhang crouched down anxiously.

Zhang Sen took several deep breaths, and when he recognized Yu Dazhang, he raised his arm to point at him.

“Good, good, good…”

Whether from exhaustion or frustration, Zhang Sen stammered “good” for a long time without forming a full sentence.

Yu Dazhang grew more concerned, patted his back, then shot the suspect a glare.

“Look at what you’ve done! You’ve worn him out trying to catch you!”

“That’s got nothing to do with me!” the suspect refused to accept any blame.

He was willing to admit the crime but insisted on distancing himself from this mess.

Seeing Yu Dazhang about to speak again, the suspect hurriedly added:

“You were riding the old lady chasing me, not me riding the old lady to escape!”

If he didn’t make that clear, how could he face anyone later, especially his peers in the fencing business?

Even in our stolen goods trade, there are limits, you know.

Overall, the capture operation was very successful, with the only flaw being that Yu Dazhang didn’t follow the plan.

Before the operation, Lu Zhongxin had instructed Yu Dazhang to infiltrate the matchmaking market and conduct covert surveillance.

In other words, he wasn’t supposed to take any direct action.

After all, Yu Dazhang was just a trainee officer, and this was his first operation.

Sending such a rookie to arrest suspects risked mistakes.

If he got injured or spooked the suspects, Lu Zhongxin, as his mentor, would bear most of the responsibility.

As soon as he returned to the team, Lu Zhongxin called Yu Dazhang out privately.

“Are you deaf or something? Didn’t I say not to take action?”

“That’s not right,” Yu Dazhang protested, feeling wronged.

“You said the suspects appeared and even told me how many there were. I thought you wanted me to hold them back.”

“Hold them back?” Lu Zhongxin was momentarily stunned, not expecting Yu Dazhang to argue but quickly recovered.

“Did you misunderstand what ‘hold them back’ means? You went and knocked down two of them. Who holds someone back like that? Fortunately, the suspects weren’t seriously hurt—at least you knew your limits.”

After years as a detective, Lu Zhongxin’s insight was unmatched.

He immediately saw that although Yu Dazhang looked clueless, he actually acted with restraint.

(3/3)

The kick he delivered to the first suspect was clearly controlled.

If it had been some reckless rookie, that kick would’ve broken the guy’s bones.

A fracture would classify as a minor injury.

If the suspect were a dangerous criminal or murderer, that might be justified.

But this suspect was only involved in fencing stolen goods—not a serious crime.

“Heh, I was just impatient,” Yu Dazhang admitted when Lu Zhongxin’s tone softened. He lowered his head and confessed:

“I’ll be more careful next time. I was just afraid the suspect would get away and embarrass you, Master.”

Seeing Yu Dazhang’s sheepish grin, Lu Zhongxin kept a stern face but felt relieved inside.

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