Chapter 75: The Crazy Youth (Three)

  "What the hell are you talking about!" The first to react, Director Chen slammed his hand on the table, stood up and shouted at Chen Chufan. After all, he was the head of a police station and couldn't possibly be without temper.

  Ke Chen Chu Fan, however, seemed to be completely unimpressed by the majestic aura of Director Chen, and continued to calmly stare back at him. Not a hint of compromise could be seen in his eyes, and the two simply glared at each other.

  Apart from the police officer on duty who accompanied Chen Chufan upstairs, everyone sitting in the conference room was an old policeman from the police station. Chen Chufan's actions were so obvious and his words so intense that how could they not tell what the young man was thinking at this moment? It was clear that he had a grudge in his heart and wanted to go find those hooligans who had already been detained to vent his anger! However, this young man really had a lot of nerve, not only did he dare to cause trouble in the police station, but also did something that no one expected.

  That's why Director Chen was so furious.

  "Xiao Wang, no need to record his statement! Just lock him up directly! He wanted to be detained, didn't he? Fine! Tonight, let's put him in solitary confinement for a night! Let him calm down inside! Tomorrow, we'll call the school leaders to come and pick him up!"

  Chen Chufan stood there silently, his eyes fixed coldly on Director Chen as he spoke. It was clear that the director meant to have him detained for the night, but separately from the others. However, Chen Chufan didn't care; he was already thinking about how to snatch the keys when he entered the detention room and take care of those scoundrels. In short, he had made up his mind to go all out today and wouldn't rest until he found a way to deal with them.

  The policeman called Little Wang stood up and said to Chen Chufan, "Young man, take out everything on you. It will be returned to you when you leave tomorrow!"

  Chen Chufan had nothing on him except for a few dozen yuan and a business card given to him by Master Longyuan at the Guiyuan Temple this morning.

  He rummaged through his pockets and dumped everything onto the conference table in front of him.

  Long Yuan's business card was quite distinctive, not made of paper, but a thin metal sheet. On the back, there was also a gilded Buddha statue, so when it fell on the table, it made a crisp "ding" sound.

  The police officer with the surname Wang picked up the metal plate with some curiosity, but his face changed color in an instant. He hastily handed the metal business card to Director Chen. Director Chen looked at Little Wang suspiciously, stretched out his hand to take the special business card and took a look. His face also changed color.

  "Do you still know Master Longyuan of the Huiyuan Temple?" asked Director Chen, his originally stern expression surprisingly relaxing.

  "Haha, sworn friends despite the age difference! What's wrong with that?" Chen Chufan replied coldly with a smile. Looking at everyone's expression, it seemed that this old monk's reputation was still quite useful.

  "Oh?" Director Chen held Lóng Yuǎnfāng's business card thoughtfully.

  In terms of official rank, Master Longyuan is only a CPPCC member, which doesn't count for much in the eyes of real officials. However, his identity as the abbot of Huiyuan Temple makes Master Longyuan very popular. How popular? The head of Chen's superior department has always wanted to get a name card from Master Longyuan but couldn't.

  This is not surprising. Master Longyuan was a guest of honor for many provincial high officials. Especially every year on New Year's Eve, the first three incense sticks in the Yuan Temple were already fixed, and the person who decided was Master Longyuan.

  There were rumors that a wealthy businessman was willing to donate 1 million RMB just to be able to light the first incense stick on New Year's Day, but he couldn't fulfill his wish. This shows how popular Master Longyuan is.

  Chen Chu Fan was actually able to get close to Master Long Yuan, so he couldn't help but look at Chen Suo with a different eye. You have to know that Master Long Yuan's business card wasn't something just anyone could get. Chen Suo had once been lucky enough to see it in the home of a retired old leader, but that old leader treasured the card extremely, wrapping it in plastic and specially finding a frame to mount it in, placing it on the desk in his study. Which was completely unlike this young man in front of him, who casually stuffed it into his pocket along with some loose change, showing not a hint of respect.

  "Alright, that's all for today's meeting! Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, you two stay late tonight and wait for me in my office. Everyone else can go back and rest!" Director Chen said suddenly.

  Several people looked at each other, then packed up their things and left the conference room. A moment later, in the large conference room, only Director Chen and Chen Chufan were left.

  "I'll grant your wish, give me this name card!" Dean Chen's words were straightforward and to the point, simple and direct, like a business deal, but lacking the smoothness of a businessman.

  "Take it away!" He was even more direct.

  The two people who had just made a deal looked at each other and smiled. The tense atmosphere was immediately replaced by an extremely harmonious one with this smile.

  "You can put it in, but don't overdo it! Otherwise, I'll have a hard time explaining!"

  "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

  "You wait here, I'll go and arrange it!" He carefully put the business card he was playing with in his hand into his pocket, and Director Chen simply instructed a sentence before walking out of the conference room.

  Back in the office, Xiao Wang and Xiao Li were smoking and farting on the sofa.

  "Little Wang, is the detention room with the surveillance camera still empty?" Director Chen asked as soon as he entered.

  "Hmm! It's empty!" Little Wang nodded and replied.

  "Put all those little rascals in that detention room, and then throw that kid in too. Arrange for two people with walkie-talkies to stand guard outside the detention room. Then you, Little Li, follow Little Wang into the monitoring room and keep an eye on things. If there's any trouble, stop it immediately!" Director Chen ordered directly.

  "Yes! Commander!" The two looked at each other and responded in unison.

  "As for monitoring data..."

  "Monitoring task completed, delete immediately!" Before Director Chen could finish speaking, Xiao Wang immediately responded.

  "Uh-huh! Give me a copy, I'll take a look tomorrow! You two go ahead and get to work!" Director Chen nodded and waved his hand, gesturing for the two to leave.

  "Oh, wait, remember to get someone to replace the glass in the conference room tomorrow!"

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  Six rascals had just made a racket in the detention room and were about to fall asleep when they were suddenly woken up again to change cells, which must have been extremely dissatisfying. They all grumbled in the new cell, being old hands at this sort of thing, and naturally didn't take the police station's detention seriously.

  The cacophony of curses and shouts ceased abruptly as a smiling young man was led into the detention cell by police.

  Chen Chufan was laughing extremely happily at this time, as if he had walked into a five-star hotel instead of the detention room in the police station.

  "Hello everyone! Long time no see!" He even smiled and waved at the few thugs staring at him like ghosts, anyone who didn't know would think they were old friends warmly greeting each other.

  "Just be honest!" The police officer who sent Chen Chufan into the detention room said coldly, then locked the door again and turned to leave.

  The dim yellow light in the detention room shone on Chen Chufan's face, making his smile appear even more sinister.

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  "It's on!" The old man was the first to react and charged over with a punch.

  Chen Chufan's smile gradually faded, he looked at the movement of the person in front of him, his eyes calm and peaceful, until the fist was about to hit his face, then he casually leaned his body to one side, using his shoulder to withstand the heavy blow from the leader of the thugs.

  It doesn't feel like anything, it's as if something just lightly pecked at me.

  The feeling of hitting a big shot is different, he can't figure out why his own fist hit the opponent, but the opponent didn't react at all, and it was his own fist that hurt? It really hurts, not like hitting a person, but like hitting a block of wood.

  Chen Chufan didn't give him a chance to react, taking advantage of the punch hitting himself, before he could retract it, both hands grabbed the thug's arm, twisting it outward with all his might.

  The crisp "crack" sound was particularly clear in the quiet room, but the next moment later, the room was no longer quiet. The mournful and piercing cry of the old master began to reverberate throughout the detention room, he fell to the ground with his right arm covered, his entire right arm twisted in an eerie outward position.

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  Police station, surveillance room inside.

  "Whoa, this kid is too ruthless!"

  "Hmm, I'm afraid this hand is useless now."

  "What Chen said is unclear? Do you think this is troublesome? Should we stop him?"

  "Take another look, don't rush! Chen said it's fine as long as no one dies! Besides, I want to beat up those few pieces of trash!"

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  "Next?" Chen Chufan didn't even glance at the gang leader who was wailing on the ground, but instead looked at the other thugs with an eerie smile still plastered on his face.

  His smile was like a child who had just seen his favorite toy, extremely delighted and excited.

  "Let's go with him!" Someone shouted again, clenching his fist and rushing up, but out of the five people left, only one person responded to his words, while the other three didn't know what they were thinking, standing still on the spot without moving.

  Chen Chufan also raised his fist to meet him, he simply ignored the gangster's fists waving at himself, and brutally slammed his own fist heavily on the opponent's nose. This time, he didn't hold back, using all his might.

  A loud thud, the first to rush up was hit by Chen Chufan, but then it was actually his head that was directly knocked back by Chen Chufan's punch. The whole person left the ground and flew backwards, starting to bleed profusely from the nose in mid-air. But until he crashed onto the ground half a meter away, he didn't make a sound of pain. It turned out that he had been knocked unconscious by Chen Chufan's punch. Looking at his nose, it was already completely twisted and disfigured.

  The hoodlum who followed him to strike, seeing this scene, didn't even have time to withdraw his fist, and the next moment his face was also in severe pain, then he fell to the ground too.

  "What? You're not going to make a move?" Having taken care of the two who had made the first move, Chen Chufan turned his attention back to the last three people standing there, who didn't dare to make a move.

  The big brother of the few people also seemed to be shouting tired, the shrill cry of pain turned into a low and mournful howl. The remaining two brothers didn't even have a mournful cry, they just fainted directly. And the one who started all this, looked like he hadn't done anything at all, with an innocent smile on his face, standing opposite them and speaking softly to them, as if chatting with old friends.

  Especially with the bloodstains on his face, paired with that eerie smile, and rendered by the dim yellow light, this young man looked as if he had just crawled out of the ground like a terrifying evil spirit.

  "Old... master, I, I was wrong! Spare me!" Finally, someone couldn't bear the inner fear and trembled to say words of begging for mercy.

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  Discussion is still ongoing in the control room.

  "I said those two guys should be fine, right? It looks like they were hit pretty hard. I think the kid's anger should have been vented enough, shouldn't we call Brother in to check on them?"

  "What's the big deal? Just got punched in the nose, that's all. No harm done! A bunch of thugs like us can't be so fragile. Take another look, take another look!"

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