Chapter 283: Chapter 283
The man who was knocked senseless finally regained consciousness after the intense pain.
But his cries were so agonizing that the brothers holding alcohol bottles and chairs couldn’t help but waver for a moment!
Chu River slowed down slightly, but then heard the person beneath her knee burst into a tirade:
"Are you freaking crazy? Just because you’re a cop you can hit people at will?!"
Chu River sneered, "Is this hitting? This is an arrest!"
She eyed the few people around her, eager to move and glancing toward the door, then at the stunned speechless young waiter nearby, without a word she pulled out the belt of the man on the ground and tied his hands, then lightly tapped his waist—
The man’s body immediately went limp.
Clearly still conscious, and his feet unrestricted, yet he simply couldn’t muster the energy to escape.
Chu River stood up and pointed at two skinny middle-aged men in the crowd, "You two, coming out on your own or should I bring you out?"
They weren’t fools; seeing the situation clearly, they regained their senses and not only didn’t come out voluntarily, but took out their phone:
"You can’t just hit people without reason, even if you’re a cop. I’m calling the police right now!"
Chu River chuckled coldly, then kicked up a table with her leg, and saw the heavy dining table’s four legs slide across the floor, instantly blocking the two glass doors tightly.
The men paused in their steps.
"Go ahead, call the police."
Everyone looked at each other in dismay.
The middle-aged man who almost dialed "110" was now even more puzzled at her demeanor, a faint unease creeping in.
He exchanged a glance with the people beside him, then said in a blustering tone, "Don’t get cocky. We’re not criminals!"
Chu River impatiently dialed the phone for him, "Old Huang, bring some people to our usual family restaurant, I’ve caught a few folks."
——Little Auntie’s causing trouble again!
Old Huang’s face turned bitter.
But before any questions could emerge from his side, Chu River already hung up, eyeing the crowd with a hint of a smile.
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The police station was truly close, and soon, two vans arrived.
Old Huang climbed out from the driver’s seat, knocking on the glass door while Chu River casually lifted the table away, causing his eyelids to twitch instinctively.
"You said you were on holiday but still ended up causing trouble..."
Chu River was equally helpless.
"I was eating, they insisted on making trouble..."
A group of big men, hands locked with belts, squatted in the corner with their heads in their arms, their fierce eyes glistening with tears.
The man who was first subdued accused with a hoarse voice:
"You’re lying, you were clearly the one who started it! We were just having a meal..."
Chu River glanced lightly, "I didn’t search your pockets because I was lazy... Too lazy to carry a recorder, and you still have the nerve to shout first."
The few men shrank instantly.
With this display, those with experience knew what was going on, and colleagues came rushing in, taking the men into the vehicles one by one, and Chu River hopped into the front passenger seat.
Old Huang sighed, "What’s in their pockets?"
"What else could it be?"
Chu River scrunched her face in distaste.
"A bunch of drug users."
Recalling their shady profit theories, Chu River added, "Probably funding their habit through selling, this little group isn’t small."
Old Huang’s face tightened instantly.
Damned drug users and dealers.
Chu Fa Da’s keen senses never failed. Once the case was confirmed, given its scale and the mode and teamwork of funding addiction through trafficking, it indeed exceeded the abilities of their local police range, and was quickly handed over.
However, besides receiving commendation, Chu River only got an additional day off—how unfair!
It was supposed to be her holiday!
She realized deeply the cunning of the director and decided benefits should be redeemed timely, thus wasted no time in taking that day off.
And just then, Sister Hong Mei from the neighboring household registry office approached.
"Little Chu, how old are you this year?"
Never having experienced worldly hardships, Chu Fa Da didn’t know what this opening foretold, earnestly she said:
Sister Hong Mei’s face, coated with pale foundation, was almost distorted by her broad smile, her slender brows unfolding, voice becoming gentler:
"Still young! Such a pretty, spirited girl with such strong ability... Do you have a boyfriend?"
She realized belatedly—this, is the matchmaking everyone has to go through, isn’t it?
Instantly feeling invigorated—while not interested in dating, it didn’t stop her from accumulating experience in matchmaking!