I Sent You to Take the College Entrance Exam, and You Ended Up Solving a Murder Case?! - Chapter 31

She is Chen Mo’s younger sister, Chen Yan, who is currently a senior in high school.

“knew.”

Chen Mo smiled and gently placed the pork intestine noodles down.

Behind the counter, a young boy was quickly calculating and collecting money; he was Chen Mo’s younger brother.

Chen Zhe, a college student who just returned home for summer vacation.

“Brother, how many days can you stay this time?” Chen Zhe asked, taking a moment from his busy schedule.

“Four days.”

“Only four days…”

Chen Zhe was somewhat disappointed, but he also knew how busy his brother was with work.

In the kitchen, Shi Xiaoman, wearing an apron, peeked out with a loving smile on her face.

“Xiao Mo, are you tired? Take a rest and let your uncle come.”

“Auntie, I’m not tired.”

Chen Mo shook his head, looking at this familiar and heartwarming scene.

The fatigue of the past few days seemed to be soothed by the rising smoke and fire.

This is what home feels like.

His parents passed away unexpectedly, and they took him in and raised him as their own son.

Chen Mo always kept this kindness in his heart.

Just then, a few jarring taunts came from the shop entrance.

“Wow, business is good.”

Four shady-looking young men walked in.

The leader was a guy with dyed yellow hair and a ribbonfish tattooed on his arm.

Known as “Brother Biao,” he was a notorious hoodlum in the county.

Following behind him was a young man from the town named Song Bincheng, along with two other followers.

The lively atmosphere in the store instantly quieted down with their arrival.

Many diners frowned, clearly not having a good impression of these people.

“Bincheng, you brought your friends over for dinner?”

Chen Dachuan walked out of the kitchen, still holding a spatula in his hand, with a businessman’s friendly smile on his face.

Song Bincheng is the son of Song Yubao in town. He is idle and spends all his time hanging out with shady characters.

“Yes, Uncle Chuan.” Song Bincheng nodded somewhat awkwardly, “Give us… four bowls of pork intestine noodles.”

“Okay, coming right away!”

Chen Dachuan responded and turned to go into the kitchen.

Brother Biao and his friends found an empty table, sat down, crossed their legs, and brazenly scanned the store.

His eyes lit up when his gaze fell on Chen Yan, who was serving guokui (a type of flatbread) to a customer.

“Bincheng, this girl’s pretty good, is she your uncle’s daughter?”

Brother Biao lowered his voice, his tone flippant.

Song Bincheng’s expression changed, and he quickly said, “Brother Biao, that’s my sister Yan, she’s still in school.”

“Studying is good. I like schoolgirls. They’re so innocent.”

Brother Biao chuckled, completely ignoring Song Bincheng’s reminder.

Chen Yan was holding the packaged guokui (a type of flatbread) and was about to hand it to the customer when Brother Biao suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

“Little sister, give me two candies too, I’ll treat you to some candy.”

His hands were very restless; he even touched the back of Chen Yan’s hand.

“ah!”

Chen Yan was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she screamed, dropping the flatbread she was holding to the ground.

She abruptly pulled her hand back, her eyes instantly reddening.

What are you doing!

A cold shout rang out.

Chen Mo strode over in one step, shielding Chen Yan behind him, his eyes coldly fixed on Brother Biao.

All eyes in the store were focused on this spot.

Brother Biao was taken aback by Chen Mo’s gaze, and then became furious.

He slowly stood up, half a head shorter than Chen Mo, but his aura was very arrogant.

“Hey kid, who are you? I was just joking with this little girl, what’s it to you?”

“Apologize to her.”

Chen Mo’s voice was flat.

“Apologize?”

Brother Biao looked as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and pointed at himself.

“Do you even know who I am? You want me to apologize? You think you’re worthy?”

His two henchmen also stood up and surrounded him with hostile expressions.

Song Bincheng was sweating profusely with anxiety. He wanted to come up and persuade him, but he didn’t dare.

“Uncle Chuan, is your relative not quite right in the head?”

Brother Biao glanced sideways at Chen Dachuan, who rushed out of the kitchen.

Chen Dachuan and Shi Xiaoman were heartbroken to see their daughter being wronged, but they were also a little scared when they saw that the other side had a lot of people and power.

“Brother Biao, the kid doesn’t know any better, don’t take it to heart…”

Chen Dachuan put on a forced smile, trying to smooth things over.

However, Chen Mo had no intention of letting things end peacefully.

The moment Chen Dachuan spoke, he moved.

“Smack!”

A crisp, loud slap echoed throughout the breakfast shop.

Everyone was stunned.

Brother Biao was spun around twice by the slap before falling to the ground with a thud.

Half of his face swelled up rapidly, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

“You…you fucking dare to hit me?!”

Brother Biao covered his face and roared in disbelief.

The next second, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled a gleaming dagger from his lower back.

I’ll kill you!

“careful!”

Shi Xiaoman and Chen Yan exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

The diners in the restaurant couldn’t sit still any longer.

“Damn! A punk from out of town dares to use a knife in our town!”

“They dare to bully the Chen family! They’ve gone too far!”

Several men grabbed the stools from under their bottoms and stood up, glaring angrily.

“Don’t move!”

Chen Dachuan roared and grabbed a gleaming bone-cutting knife from the kitchen.

He stood protectively in front of his wife, daughter, and Chen Mo, his tiger-like eyes wide open.

“Put the knife down!”

Chen Mo’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an air of authority that drowned out the noise of the entire room.

Brother Biao was startled by the scene, but the knife in his hand gave him confidence.

He stared intently at Chen Mo, his voice blustering but his voice betraying his fear: “Put it down? None of you will get away with this today!”

Chen Mo looked at him and slowly took out a black ID from his pocket.

“police.”

“Performing official duties.”

“I’ll say it again, put down your weapons and put your hands behind your head!”

police?

Brother Biao was stunned, then chuckled.

“Police? So what if you’re a police officer? Let me tell you, I know everyone in the Chengdu Criminal Investigation Department! Who are you trying to scare, you little beat cop?”

He clearly mistook Chen Mo for a junior police officer who had just started his job and was visiting his hometown.

Chen Mo didn’t waste any more words.

With a blank expression, he pulled a black standard-issue pistol from his lower back.

Click.

The sound of the insurance being turned on was eerily clear in the quiet breakfast shop.

The cold muzzle of the gun was firmly aimed at Brother Biao’s forehead.

Everyone in the restaurant gasped in shock. Whether they were diners or Mr. and Mrs. Chen Dachuan, they all stared at Chen Mo in disbelief.

They only knew that Chen Mo was a policeman, but they never imagined that he would carry a gun with him!

The arrogance on Brother Biao’s face froze instantly, turning into extreme fear.

The dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.

“Brother! Brother! I was wrong! I was really wrong!”

Song Bincheng was the first to react.

He knelt down with a “plop,” hugging Brother Biao’s leg and crying out.

“Brother Biao, put the knife down! This is a real weapon! People will die!”

Brother Biao’s legs went weak, and he knelt down as well, quickly raising his hands above his head, his voice trembling with tears.

“No…don’t shoot! I surrender! I surrender!”

The other two henchmen were so terrified that they collapsed to the ground, their crotches soaked with sweat.

“Hands behind their heads, kneeling against the wall in a row.”

Chen Mo’s voice remained cold.

The four of them scrambled and crawled, trembling, and knelt in a row in the corner as he instructed.

Chen Mo then put away his gun, but his gaze remained fixed on the four men.

He turned to Chen Dachuan and said, “Dad, call the town’s police station and tell them that someone here is causing trouble with a knife.”

“Oh…oh! Okay!”

Chen Dachuan suddenly realized what was happening and quickly took out his phone.

Chen Mo pulled over a stool, sat down with an air of authority, and stared at the four people in the corner.

He looked at Song Bincheng and his two other followers.

“Did you see him harassing my sister just now?”

The three of them trembled and nodded eagerly.

“I saw it! I saw it!”

“We all saw it! Brother Biao attacked first!”

“Yes, yes, we can testify!”

Chen Mo nodded and calmly explained the law to them.

“Using a knife to threaten the personal safety of others constitutes a serious offense.”

“The ringleader will face at least three years in prison. The three of you, as accomplices, won’t escape either.”

“Accomplices may receive a reduced sentence, but the charge of gathering a crowd to provoke trouble has been established.”

After hearing this, all four men turned pale, especially Brother Biao, who trembled like a leaf.