Diary of a Criminal Investigator-Chapter 372: Something Happened

June 24th, moderate rain.

Early this morning, the weather was a bit gloomy. Lu Chuan yawned and got out of bed to wash up, not sure if it was because he hadn’t slept well or because rainy weather made him sleepy.

"You little rascal, you promised me last time that you would invite Shen to our house as a guest in a few days. How long has it been, and why hasn’t Shen come yet?"

In the bathroom, his mother blocked the door, scolding Lu Chuan.

"Mom... just a few more days, just a few days."

"Wait for what? Just this weekend, first you go visit Shen’s house, then next week to our house. No more delays, got it?"

This time, Lu Qiqiang stood firmly behind his wife: "Your mom is right about this. I went to your city bureau again yesterday and chatted with Vice Director Shen about the donation."

"I also mentioned you two. I think Director Shen wants to meet you."

"He’s met me before."

"Met? When?"

Old Lu was slightly surprised. When he chatted with Shen Yan’s father yesterday, he didn’t hear him mention that Lu Chuan had been to his house.

"At the commendation meeting."

"Get lost."

Old Lu kicked his son: "I meant going to their house, to their home!"

"This week, just this week! If you don’t go, we’ll just..."

Old Lu was thinking of cutting his son’s card, but considering the kid still needed to go out on dates, and Lu Chuan now had his own salary card, he changed his words: "If you don’t go, we’ll go first!"

"Alright, alright, I’ll tell Shen Yan today."

Heading out to drive, the security guard at the door was quite energetic, saluting him in the raincoat as usual.

Soon, just like always, he picked up Forensic Doctor Shen.

Today, Forensic Doctor Shen wore a beige shirt and tight jeans, her slender figure outlining a perfect curve.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Shen Yan clearly sensed that Lu Chuan seemed a bit off.

"What’s up, got something on your mind?"

"Ah," Lu Chuan murmured a couple of sounds, finally remembering his parents’ orders. He spoke up: "Actually, it’s nothing much."

"Nothing much, then what is it?"

"Hmm, just a small matter. Can I report it to you?"

"Report it, go ahead, what’s the matter."

"Uh... this weekend... are your parents busy at home?"

"This weekend? They’re not really busy. My parents are usually home, why do you ask all of a sudden?"

"Oh, it’s just that, you see, is it okay if I visit your parents this weekend?"

"Is that all?"

"Yeah, that’s it."

"Alright, then come over."

Shen Yan spoke very plainly, but she was incredibly happy inside, like a little rabbit hopping around.

This blockhead finally seemed to get it.

In fact, Forensic Doctor Shen’s parents had long been urging Shen Yan to bring Lu Chuan over as a guest. Now that their relationship was clear, meeting the parents was a necessary step.

But, Shen Yan couldn’t proactively bring it up herself.

Yet for so long, Lu Chuan just wouldn’t mention it, which was quite frustrating.

Now it’s good, this blockhead somehow finally understood.

"By the way, is your dad... strict?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Whether he’s strict or not, don’t you already know? Haven’t you met him several times at the bureau?"

"I’ve seen him a few times, but that was during merit award ceremonies."

"At those times... I didn’t feel he was strict, seemed quite approachable."

Shen Yan almost burst into laughter. How serious can one be during an award ceremony?

However, a deputy director of a city public security bureau isn’t someone you can just meet at will, even if you’re within the system. For instance, Qin Yong could only see him during meetings or when reporting a case.

On ordinary days, with nothing going on, where would you meet him? Especially considering Shen Wansong is in charge of traffic, with little contact with criminal investigations.

As an ordinary tech detective who joined just over a year ago, Lu Chuan wouldn’t normally have the chance to meet a leader at the director level.

But then again, you can’t ignore the fact that he’s achieved a lot.

Over the past year, there were two first-class merits alone.

As they chatted, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and the gloomy rainy weather outside seemed less affecting.

Crime Scene Investigation Office.

Liu Guodong routinely went to start the morning meeting, half an hour had passed, and he hadn’t returned.

Old Yang was lying on his desk, still researching college application issues for his child.

"Old Yang, I say you should just stop researching. Your kid scored over 620 points; he can go to any school. Just ask him if he wants to be a cop."

Scratch, scratch.

Old Bai picked up Old Yang’s prayer beads and vigorously scrubbed them with a metal brush, which made Lu Chuan’s heart skip a beat.

Lately, Old Bai had somehow quit singing Peking opera and had been fixated on Old Yang’s little-played legendary small-leafed padauk beads. He even picked up a pair of tiger-head balls from a street stall, claiming they prevent Alzheimer’s.

"I haven’t made up my mind yet."

Old Yang had a bitter expression, having been studying college application books for several days.

Lu Chuan had personally experienced this dilemma; regardless of good or bad exam results, it was always a struggle.

Students with setbacks pondered whether to retake the exam, while those who scored well were troubled over choosing a major.

Though one can’t say a university major determines the entire future, it certainly has a big impact, especially for those wishing to enter the governmental system.

For instance, electrical engineering and automation is the top choice for entering the power industry.

Similarly, if you wish to join the police system, applying to a police college is spot on.

Likewise, aiming for a career in diplomacy, one should study at a foreign affairs university.

Certain schools and majors cater specifically to particular fields.

Or, one could say, there’s a higher chance of entering a specific industry.

Old Bai, at this moment, didn’t find it appropriate to say much. Such decisions aren’t ones where parents should overly interfere.

However, it didn’t stop Old Bai from comforting Yang Sen: "If you ask me, just allow your kid to choose any school, and when he graduates, let Lu Chuan get him into Qiangsheng Group, where he’ll earn much more than us."

Yang Sen nodded affirmatively at this.

This option had been discussed multiple times with the family.

"Brother Yang, leave this matter to me."

While sorting out the flamingo-lily, Lu Chuan quickly assured him. Recommending a university student to Qiangsheng Group was really just a matter of a word for Lu Chuan.

"Mmm, knowing that gives me peace of mind."

Old Yang stretched lazily and looked out at the steady light rain.

"The weather forecast predicted moderate rain, but this seems like light rain to me."

"Light rain is good," Old Bai put down the prayer beads, opened the window, and breathed in the rainy air: "If there’s a case, light rain is much better than moderate rain."

As soon as Old Bai said this, both Lu Chuan and Old Bai’s expressions changed.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, don’t say anything about cases."

Old Bai also realized: "Look at me, saying such things..."

Creak.

The office door opened, and Liu Guodong walked in quickly.

"Something’s happened."