Violators Club

Chapter 154 My Teacher Chen Changqing

Chapter 152 My Teacher Chen Changqing

In the large living room, the door is a red shoe store.

Sixty to seventy percent of it looks new, with a word "Fu" printed on it in a loose color.

At the end of a horizontal corridor, the kitchen is lit, and the sound of the range hood can be heard.

In front of the bright yellow sofa with maple leaf patterns, there are several dishes on the square coffee table.

Green celery, sliced ​​slices of fried bacon with peppers exude an attractive aroma, and there is a plate of clam broth with a few green onions on top.

But looking at the young man with gold-rimmed glasses sitting on the sofa, Li Wenbin's expression darkened.

He subconsciously glanced at the kitchen, lowered his voice, and looked at the other party sharply:

"Do you know that it is a felony to break into the home of a high-ranking policeman in Xiangjiang?"

Chen Changqing shrugged, and took out a can of beer from under the coffee table:
"Drink?"

He frowned, his eyes changed for a while, and his deep voice was full of shock and anger:
"I ask you if you know!"

Li Wenbin's life is boring. Before losing his wife, work was always the first in his life.

Until five years ago, the wife decided to divorce and was about to leave with her son.

Only then did he realize that he was actually an incomplete person.

Compared with normal people, he pays too much attention to work, thus ignoring many problems that should be noticed in daily life.

Five years, more than 260 nights.

In Li Wenbin's world, Li Jiajun is his only sustenance in life, and also his only rebel!

So at the moment when he saw Chen Changqing, Li Wenbin's mood was extremely complicated.

There is anger, there is panic, and there are also some inexplicable and unexplainable emotions.

If it wasn't for his concern about his son who might be in the kitchen, Li Wenbin would definitely draw his gun immediately instead of using words to intimidate the other party here.

Just face the gloomy Li Wenbin.

Chen Changqing shook his head. He pointed to the delicious dishes in front of him, and looked at each other seriously:

"These dishes are all made by your son himself."

Taking a deep breath, he took two or three steps forward abruptly. Li Wenbin, with furious eyes, was like a beast protecting his calf.

After his son was threatened, the urgency and anger in his heart were like a raging fire.

He grabbed Chen Changqing's collar and tried to grab him.

However, it was different from what Li Wenbin thought. Chen Changqing, who was sitting on the sofa, felt like an iron ingot to him. Li Wenbin, who failed to grab the opponent, was out of balance and almost fell.

However, his reaction speed was very fast, and Li Wenbin adjusted his state almost in an instant.

His eyes were sharp, his fingers were tightly grasping Chen Changqing's collar, and his suppressed voice was like a volcano about to erupt:
"Chen Changqing, what on earth do you mean!"

I haven't seen him before, but Li Wenbin knows Chen Changqing.

Although there is a lot of evidence that Chen Changqing has nothing to do with the major [4.14] case, in Li Wenbin's record book, Chen Changqing's degree of danger is higher than that of Han Chen, second only to Ni Yongxiao, the spokesperson of the Ni family.

It's just that facing the furious Li Wenbin, Chen Changqing's expression remained the same.

He raised his hand and separated Li Wenbin's fingers that were holding onto his collar. He looked relaxed as if he was separating a child's fingers, but in fact Li Wenbin's face had already turned red from wrestling.

Pushing the gold-rimmed glasses, Chen Changqing glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and he didn't know what he was thinking about with his deep eyes.

Across a door, coupled with the noise of the range hood, Li Wenbin failed to notice any abnormalities in the kitchen.

But Chen Changqing heard that the kitchen spatula in Li Jiajun's hand paused, but soon the other party returned to normal, and as the last index finger was opened, Chen Changqing looked at Li Wenbin seriously:
"Actually, you should try it. He is very talented in this area."

Taking a deep breath, his face turns blue and white, and his eyes are fixed on Chen Changqing.

In the eyes of the two, one could vaguely hear the shadows of swords and swords, until the next moment, Li Wenbin's tone was extremely firm:

"Chen Changqing, I don't accept compromise, even if it threatens my son!"

Every policeman who can stick to his heart is worthy of respect.

Because of the nature of their work, the police have to face more temptations than ordinary people, as well as threats that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Especially at Li Wenbin's level, it's not that he doesn't want to be with his family, but he knows how chaotic Xiangjiang was in the 90s.

The closer the relationship to the family member, the higher the risk to the family member.

And after reaching his current level.

Either don't move, as long as you move, you must use any means!

Li Wenbin will not accept compromises, because he is a good policeman, and he knows very well that certain openings cannot be opened.

Just like Pandora's box, as long as it is opened, it will expand endlessly.

And he believes that Li Jiajun will understand him, because this is his son Li Wenbin!

Facing Li Wenbin's resoluteness, Chen Changqing froze for a moment, his eyes were a little surprised, and then he sneered disdainfully:
"Threat? I'm not as bad as you think."

He frowned, and his sharp eyes fixed on Chen Changqing's.

Li Wenbin noticed the astonishment and disdain in Chen Changqing's eyes, but it was precisely because he noticed the change in the other's expression that a look of confusion flashed in his eyes:
"Then what do you mean?"

In the middle of the night, on this special day of Saturday.

He didn't even say hello, and just appeared in his home so abruptly.

What's more important is that I caused the opponent's brother to lose 3000 million Hong Kong dollars in the previous half month, which is not counted as other losses.

It was a warning and a threat. The appearance of Chen Changqing represented the attitude of the Ni family to a certain extent.

So Li Wenbin couldn't understand Chen Changqing's eyes at this moment.

However, Chen Changqing did not explain, because there was a sound of pushing the door.

Li Jiajun, who was wearing a Dalmatians pajamas, looked young and thin, but had bright eyes, came out of the kitchen with two dishes in his hand, and looked at Li Wenbin standing on the sofa. The 13-year-old Li Jiajun's face There was a touch of joy on the face:
"Dad, you're back."

"Jia Jun."

Li Wenbin's eyes lit up, and he shouted subconsciously, with a sense of relief on his brows.

From the moment he entered the door and saw Chen Changqing, Li Wenbin was always worried about Li Jiajun's safety.

Some things are terrible. Li Wenbin has seen the dark side of this world.

So he knew very well that even if the kitchen range hood was on, as long as he didn't see Li Jiajun, the thread in his heart would never let go.

Because no one knows whether the person cooking in the kitchen is Jia Jun or someone else, or the dish is Jia Jun.

Looking at his father in front of him, 13-year-old Li Jiajun put two dishes on the tea table, and pointed at Chen Changqing who was sitting on the sofa with a happy face:
"I forgot to introduce it to Dad. This is my teacher, Chen Changqing."

"teacher?"

A look of bewilderment flashed in Li Wenbin's eyes, and he subconsciously looked at Chen Changqing.And Li Jiajun nodded seriously, with a bit of admiration between his brows:

"Of course, don't look at the teacher as young, but he taught me a lot."

Li Wenbin couldn't help frowning. In his opinion, the 13-year-old Li Jiajun was immature.

So much so that the eyes looking at Chen Changqing could not help but be a little more vigilant at this moment.

Facing Li Wenbin's eyes, Chen Changqing shook his head.

He got up and straightened his collar, didn't think about explaining anything, just gave him a flat look, and then said to the little apprentice:

"Jiajun, the teacher is leaving first, so I won't delay you and your dad having dinner."

Li Jiajun hesitated for a moment, his bright eyes flashed a touch of entanglement and reluctance:

"Teacher, do you want to go?"

Smiling and patted the young apprentice on the shoulder, Chen Changqing gave him an encouraging look:

"Well, there are still people waiting for me at home."

And Li Wenbin, who looked not far away, with suspicious eyes, was obviously confused at the moment, but he pretended to be calm Li Wenbin.

With his eyes flickering, Chen Changqing looked at each other with emotion in his eyes:

"Li sir, I envy you very much. You have a good son, a son who is better than you imagined. Jiajun has my phone number. If you want to drink? You can call me. I have time recently."

After saying this, he gave Li Jiajun an encouraging look again.

Under Li Wenbin's puzzled eyes, Chen Changqing didn't stop at all, turned around and walked out the door.

PS: Sorry for being so late.

I was really tired recently, so NO.14 went to help, and I was busy until this afternoon. I slept less than ten o'clock in two and a half days, and the normal update time will resume tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)