Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 192 - 154: Watch the House Carefully!

Chapter 192: Chapter 154: Watch the House Carefully!

The Criminal Investigation Fourth Squad is about two kilometers away from the Dunship, and it’s troublesome for both the Yanjiang Police Station and the Port Supervision Bureau to have meals every day, and it’s also troublesome for Uncle Qian to deliver the meals.

Although a warehouse was found at Bailong Port Passenger Pier, it has not been vacated yet.

Even if it is vacated and renovated soon, it is still nine hundred meters away from the Dunship, so it is troublesome whether to eat at the warehouse or to deliver the meals from the warehouse.

Uncle Qian no longer wants to run back and forth. After cooking the lunch, he starts calculating how much rice has been consumed, how much oil used, and how much money was spent on groceries since the Fourth Squad moved in...

He weighs out the remaining rice to leave for them and calculates how much money was spent on oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and vegetables, figuring out how much the Fourth Squad should bear.

When the Fourth Squad arrived, they only brought their eating utensils; they didn’t have chopping boards, kitchen knives, pots, pans, spoons, etc.

Considering that on the Dunship, high-end gas stoves will be used, utilizing small pots for stir-frying with large pots being useless there, and since the Fourth Squad is collaborating on a case with Customs and Commerce, where a large number of people are eating every day, it was decided to sell the progressively acquired pots and pans to them.

The rice straw and cotton branches piled up by the river, though not worth much, were also purchased from the villagers.

Accounted clearly for everything.

By the time Han Yu and Liang Xiaoyu rushed to the Fourth Squad on bicycles, Xu Mingyuan and Niu Bin were staring blankly at the detailed account of expenses written by Uncle Qian.

"Uncle Qian, have you packed up everything?"

"I’m in the process; could you help me fetch the net from the back?"

"Sure."

"There’s also a cage net by the river with more than ten kilos of fish in it. Remember to take the fish."

"Okey-dokey."

One helping in moving personal belongings out, another helping in collecting fishing gear, the two of them bustling with activity.

"Salted Fish, what are you up to?" Xu Mingyuan regained his senses and grabbed his junior.

"Helping Uncle Qian move."

"Can’t it wait a few more days? You’ve gotten me unprepared."

Han Yu gently pushed his hand away: "Senior brother, Uncle Qian’s move isn’t news to you, it’s your own lack of preparation, not that we didn’t give you time to prepare."

Xu Mingyuan suddenly realized that anyone in the station could be spared except for Uncle Qian; frowning, he asked, "Salted Fish, does Master know about this?"

"Would such a trivial matter need to disturb the Master?"

"Master doesn’t know!"

"Senior brother, let’s talk over here."

"What exactly is going on?" Xu Mingyuan followed Han Yu to the riverside.

Han Yu peeked down the pathway leading to the courtyard and said indignantly, "Do you know how old Uncle Qian is this year? He’s even a year older than Captain Wang! We respect him and treat him as an elder, always helping with cooking whenever we have the time. And you guys, always waiting to be served, never helping with the cooking, sometimes not even washing your own bowls after eating!"

"You’re right; it’s my fault. I’ll go and admonish them."

"I told you this because actually Uncle Qian doesn’t take it to heart. As for the moving, primarily it’s inconvenient for us to come here to eat, and it’s equally inconvenient for him to deliver three meals a day, and we are also worried."

"I’ll arrange someone to deliver!"

"No need to make it so troublesome, we’d have to split ways sooner or later, and it’s better sooner rather than later."

"But I’m really unprepared; Uncle Qian just leaving with you guys, what will so many people eat tonight?"

"There’s rice, oil, salt, and vegetables; everything that should be left for you is left. It was me cooking at the police station when Uncle Qian wasn’t around. With so many people, surely you can cook a meal."

Today is very busy, Han Yu didn’t have time to dawdle with his senior brother, running to the riverside to collect the fishing cage, looking at the lively fish inside and turned back to say, "I can decide to give you an extra five kilos of Crucian Carp."

"Salted Fish, you can’t do this; we are brothers!"

"Don’t talk about brothers. Even between real brothers, we need to settle accounts clearly. By the way, can you tell your family member to stop using my light motorcycle all the time?"

Mentioning the light motorcycle, Xu Mingyuan felt embarrassed and had nothing to say.

Uncle Qian had many fishing tools; essentially he had no fixed home, and not a few personal belongings either, and unknowingly, a large pile had been packed.

Xu Mingyuan knew he couldn’t keep him any longer and was about to call for someone to help send them off when Han Yu immediately took out a walkie-talkie to call Instructor Liu from Bailong Port Police Station.

After about ten minutes, a large truck arrived and helped take everything away all at once.

Niu Bin再次看了看那张字迹非常漂亮的账单,小心翼翼问:"Captain Xu, what do we do now?"

"This is the boarding and kitchen utensils money, give as much as should be given, we can’t let Uncle Qian suffer losses."

"What about dinner tonight?"

"You and Old Fang start cooking, and we’ll talk about finding someone suitable later."

"I’m supposed to cook?"

"If Salted Fish can cook, why can’t you!"

"Yes."

...

Han Yu and Liang Xiaoyu, along with Captain Wang, helped Uncle Qian move his stuff to the Dunship, also arranging a separate dormitory for him.

Then they set out to move the bedding and personal belongings of Director Yu, Chen Zikun, Ma Jintao, and others onto the big truck parked on the river embankment before driving back to the Fourth Squad.

"Junior Master Uncle, why are you here again?"

"Where’s your master?"

"He just stepped out."

"Captain Chen should have called you, saying you have people going to their precinct this afternoon. The truck is loaded with Director Yu’s and Captain Chen’s belongings, hurry up and get those going to the precinct on the truck, follow it there, and then follow it back."

"Captain Chen did mention it; I’ll go call them."

"What do you mean ’help me’; this is for your own good."

Han Yu muttered something, waved to the truck driver at the door, and called Liang Xiaoyu to ride their bicycles back to the riverside.