Chapter 15 - Chapter 15: Chapter 15 King of Cheating? (1/2)
Chapter 15: Chapter 15 King of Cheating?
“Your case is a bit special,”
Shen Qianqian nodded, “We’ll need to wait for a professional to arrive before we can make a judgement. Until then, we have to temporarily detain you.”
Lin Chuan felt a tightness in his chest.
What misfortune!
Shen Qianqian personally took him into the detention room.
Lin Chuan looked at the row upon row of iron cell doors in the detention room, behind which were narrow, dark chambers, their grey walls marked with conspicuous warning signs.
Those frequently detained knew that there were no windows in the detention rooms, making it very stifling and oppressive, with the air quite foul.
Because, more often than not, there was more than one person being detained inside.
Such was the situation Lin Chuan faced.
Inside the detention room.
Lin Chuan glanced around and saw seven or eight men, all looking downcast.
Some had scarred faces and looked fierce and threatening, others were punk kids with spiky hair, and there was also…
Landlord Old Zhang!
Old Zhang also spotted Lin Chuan, “Lin Chuan, how did you end up here?”
“Old Zhang, how come you’re in here, too?” Lin Chuan was surprised.
The two met, and there was a sort of ‘hometown folks meeting each other, tears streaming down their faces’ feeling.
No one would have thought that one day, a landlord and his tenant would become cellmates!
“Alas…”
Old Zhang pulled Lin Chuan over to a corner to sit down, sighing deeply.
Lin Chuan laughed, “Old Zhang, you didn’t go gambling again, did you?”
He had only been caught a couple of days ago, and here he was again.
“Don’t remind me.”
Old Zhang squatted against the grey wall, waving his hand, “Got the gambling itch, thought I’d take a walk in the casino, and just happened to run into the comrades from the police, ended up directly here.”
Lin Chuan sighed, “Ah… gambling is harmful indeed!”
“Isn’t that the truth!”
Old Zhang, still shaken, touched his five fingers on his right hand, recalling how he nearly had his fingers chopped off for swindling, “Lin Chuan, how did you get in here?”
“That’s a long story,” Lin Chuan felt deflated as well.
Old Zhang put his arm around Lin Chuan’s shoulders, showing great camaraderie, “Kid, I’ve always seen you as a straight shooter. Don’t tell me it was for a delivery girl showing up?”
Lin Chuan shook his head, “I wouldn’t dare.”
What if there was a biochemical crisis or something?
“What did you do?” Old Zhang was curious.
Lin Chuan looked up at a 45-degree angle, his expression melancholic, “I wrote myself into my book.”
“Ah?”
Old Zhang’s mouth fell open in surprise.
It was the first time he’d ever heard of someone writing themselves into the police station.
That piqued his curiosity even more.
Old Zhang asked eagerly, “Was what you wrote a serious novel?”
“I’m a serious person, of course, I wrote a serious novel,” Lin Chuan said with a bitter face.
“A serious novel… then how did you get arrested?” Old Zhang asked.
Lin Chuan recounted, “The officers said I was guilty of instructing in criminal methods. I reckon a reader reported me. If I ever find out who got me captured, I’ll tear him apart!”
Old Zhang patted Lin Chuan’s shoulder, fully agreeing, “Right, tear him apart. I really hate these types of people, no sense of brotherhood at all!”
“Sigh…”
The two shared a feeling of being fellow sufferers, and they sighed again.
…
Meanwhile.
At the Anling City Police Station’s Public Security Squad, someone was already reading and analyzing Lin Chuan’s “Swindler,” extracting the sections concerning cheating techniques.
Just then.
A middle-aged man in a suit and with a balding head entered the police station. Captain Li Bing, with a beaming smile, shook his hand, “Expert Chen, there’s a case that needs your expertise.”