Fugitive?
Chen Yan instinctively wanted to turn her head, but just then, Ren Jie put down his phone, wrapped his arm around her neck across the narrow, long makeshift table, and kissed her heavily.
Then, in a barely audible voice, he said:
"Don’t turn around, don’t look."
After saying this, he kissed her again.
Chen Yan: "..."
She always felt this guy was taking advantage of the situation.
However... her little aunt approved!
While the two were passionately kissing, the people at the table next to them, who were having a gathering, turned to glance over and said with a laugh:
"These young people are really full of energy, even with a broken arm, they can’t be still."
"Last time, the third guy got a cut on the leg, and he still sneaked into a farmer’s house to play with women, and after that, he even asked the woman to cook noodles."
"No need to mention the past heroic deeds, just continue eating and drinking."
"Brothers, right now we’re like tigers lost in the plain, only able to eat fried noodles and cold dishes. In a few days, when we find a good job and do something big, we’ll go straight to a five-star hotel to celebrate!"
"Yes, straight to the five-star hotel!"
"Come on, let’s do it, let’s do it."
"..."
The group continued eating and drinking, but Ren Jie’s fists involuntarily clenched.
Fortunately, they came to eat fried noodles, or else who knows what these bastards might stir up in Beijing.
His heart was burning with anxiety, longing to capture these fugitives right away and start an overnight interrogation, but he was worried about scaring them off, so he could only fume quietly.
Soon, two plates of fried rice noodles were served.
Chen Yan had no mood for eating at all, even her hand holding the chopsticks was slightly trembling.
There was a group of fugitives right behind her, at this moment, forget about fried noodles, even if it was her brother-in-law’s White Jade Lotus Root Strips, she didn’t have the mood to taste them.
While she was lost in thought, Ren Jie lightly kicked her under the table.
Seeing her boyfriend’s firm gaze, Chen Yan managed to calm down a bit.
She picked up some rice noodles and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly.
Opposite her, Ren Jie picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks from the table, tore them apart with his teeth, and started eating the fried noodles.
He couldn’t really taste the rice noodles at all; his mind was entirely focused on plotting the capture plan.
It was a vacant lot beside a greenbelt, with a three-meter-high wall on the left side, next to a sidewalk, which was adjacent to a greenbelt, and then came a wide road.
At this moment, people on bicycles or electric bikes kept passing by on the sidewalk.
On the adjacent road, cars continuously drove past.
This situation was unfavorable for the capture work, as the area was too open, and the police team couldn’t swarm in all at once, risking some of the fugitives slipping through and making recapture much harder.
And right next to them were small alleys, with complex terrain, likely requiring a dragnet search to catch them.
Just then, a message arrived on his phone.
He opened it while eating and saw a message in the group from a coworker.
"The drone has already locked in your location, and the police’s emergency response team has also pre-set the capture plan, Ren Jie, when people arrive, send your girlfriend away to avoid her being held hostage."
"Understood!"
At that moment, although his arm was still strapped high, he was still somewhat uneasy because of the credit involved, and he had no gun, no anti-riot fork, not to mention his arm was injured.
But facing the order from the command center, Ren Jie instantly entered capture mode.
In a while, a food delivery guy passed by on an electric bike, seeing the enticing fried noodles, he stopped and asked the stall owner:
"How much for a portion of fried noodles?"
"Twelve, thirteen if you add an egg."
"Give me one without an egg, add more vegetables, I’ve been feeling a bit heated recently."
"Okay, find a place to sit, it’ll be ready soon."
The delivery man, wearing a helmet and delivery uniform with knee pads, seemed no different from any ordinary delivery person.
But upon seeing Ren Jie, he gave a discreet nod and then sat at a nearby table.
Position-wise, he and Ren Jie formed a half-encirclement around the group of fugitives.
This guy’s disguise was more practiced than Ren Jie’s. After sitting down, he began peeling garlic, placing the peeled cloves on a napkin as if he was going to feast heartily.
Soon, the voices of some drunks came from across the street:
"Oh my, there’s a stall selling fried noodles across the street, let’s go, each of us get a portion, we should strongly support these little bosses who aren’t afraid of city management."
In the distance, on the sidewalk, some young people dressed as white-collar workers were also riding shared bicycles, chatting as they headed this way.
Seeing the situation, Ren Jie said to Chen Yan:
"The rice noodles are a bit dry, go see what small dishes the owner has, order me a few, check carefully, don’t buy leftovers."
Chen Yan didn’t quite understand why Ren Jie suddenly spoke in this tone.
But she still got up and went to the rice noodle stall.
There were quite a few cold dishes at the stall, such as lotus root slices, ear threads, dried bean curd, wood ear, boiled peanuts, braised pork trotters, and so on, all available.
Thinking that Ren Jie was quite fond of meat, Chen Yan said:
"Boss, give me a pork trotter, cut it open, also a portion of red oil dried bean curd, with a bit of yellow..."
Before she could finish saying "melon", the delivery guy beside her suddenly shouted:
"Police, everyone stay put!"
Across the street, the "drunks" and white-collar workers who had ridden up close surged forward, encircling the group.
"Hands on your heads, squat on the ground!"
The fugitives, who were in high spirits from drinking, were dumbfounded.
Under the influence of alcohol, just as they were about to launch a counterattack, Ren Jie leapt like a hungry tiger and tackled the leader to the ground.