Accidental Hero: The Rookie Who Outshines the Force - Chapter 32
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Just when things were going smoothly—silence struck like a thunderclap.
The chicken bone in Lu Cheng’s mouth slipped and clattered onto the plate.
What the hell?
What?!
His mom… and Su Qingwu’s mom… turned out to be childhood besties from the same village?!
This had to be some kind of cosmic prank.
Even Su Qingwu couldn’t keep her cool.
No way… this couldn’t be real, right?
Could it be… destiny?
He Xueting’s voice trembled with excitement. “Braised fish! I taught your mom how to make that back in the day!”
That explained why Su Qingwu had always thought her mom’s cooking tasted oddly familiar.
Lu Zhiguo and He Cong, the two men at the table, were left dumbfounded by the sudden twist.
Twenty minutes later, there was one more person at the table—
Su Qingwu’s mother, Shen Fang.
The two long-lost sisters-at-heart hugged each other tightly, tears glistening in their eyes before chatter poured out in torrents. One “Afang,” one “Xueting,” voices overlapping with years of stories.
Lu Cheng and Su Qingwu sat stiffly, watching the scene unfold like a soap opera.
Lu Zhiguo sighed with emotion.
He Cong, on the other hand, was already picturing the wedding banquet. In his eyes, the marriage between the two families was as good as sealed. Lucky brat, this Lu Cheng—truly blessed by the heavens.
The reunion dinner quickly took on a festive warmth.
Lu Cheng, quick on his feet for once, even fetched chopsticks and a bowl for his “future mother-in-law.”
Who said He Xueting had made too much food? No, no—this was just enough.
As wine flowed and dishes were passed around, conversation inevitably shifted to the younger generation.
Tsk-tsk—He Xueting was very satisfied with Su Qingwu.
Tsk-tsk again—Shen Fang was equally pleased with Lu Cheng.
So… why not settle it now?
Both Lu Cheng and Su Qingwu snapped their heads up, horrified. Marriage?!
Wait—seriously?!
Yes, seriously.
He Xueting was already pulling out pen and paper to jot down their birth dates for a fortune-teller to pick an auspicious wedding day.
Su Qingwu kicked Lu Cheng under the table: Stop her, now!
At this rate, they’d be reaching for the household registration books before dessert.
“Wait, Mom—me and Officer Su—uh, Qingwu—we’ve only known each other for two days. Isn’t talking about marriage a little… rushed?”
“Rushed? You’ve only known each other two days and you’re already bringing her home. Doesn’t that say everything?”
He Xueting’s glare said it all: Shut up, idiot. Your mother is finding you a goddess for a wife and you dare drag your feet?
Foolish son!
Shen Fang nodded in wholehearted agreement. Her daughter was smart and stunning, but romance-challenged. With a boy like Lu Cheng—handsome, tall, and Xueting’s son—what was there to object to?
“I agree,” Shen Fang declared firmly.
He Xueting beamed.
Lu Zhiguo raised both hands in approval.
He Cong slapped the table and promised to cover the wedding booze and cigars.
Soon enough, the two mothers were haggling over dowries and venues.
Shen Fang said, “No dowry necessary.”
He Xueting insisted, “Absolutely not—we’ll do it properly, invite the whole village, make it grand!”
Lu Cheng and Su Qingwu were on the verge of collapse. Wasn’t this supposed to be a fake relationship—a cover story? Since when did it turn into a real engagement?!
They exchanged desperate glances. The sky was falling.
In Lu Cheng’s household, his words carried less weight than a cockroach’s.
In Shen Fang’s eyes, Su Qingwu might be the undefeated goddess of the ring, but in matters of love she was hopeless.
Convincing their mothers? Nightmare difficulty.
So, there was only one strategy left: delay.
Yes—stall!
Lu Cheng used work as an excuse—just a rookie officer, barely out of training, how could he possibly take marriage leave?
Su Qingwu chimed in—she was vice-captain of her squad with multiple ongoing cases. Impossible to step away.
Their mothers reluctantly agreed to postpone the wedding… for six months.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
But then—
“Xueting, do you prefer grandsons or granddaughters?”
“Both. Ideally, twins.”
“Then have two sets?”
“Why not? The state encourages more kids these days. Let’s go for four!”
“Perfect—we’ll help raise them!”
Lu Cheng: “…”
Su Qingwu: “…”
Lu Cheng nearly choked on a fishbone.
Su Qingwu swallowed a chili by mistake, face flushed scarlet.
This house was no longer safe.
The next day—
Bright sunshine. Perfect weather… for catching thieves.
At Shuangqiao Police Station, officers from multiple precincts gathered for a joint anti-pickpocket operation.
Reports of theft had surged across Yuhua District in recent months, with organized gangs growing more brazen.
The precincts had pooled manpower into a task force, planning a major crackdown during the May Day holiday when crowds would be at their peak.
Veteran captain Luo Yong took the lead, briefing the assembled plainclothes officers.
Train stations, buses, subways, malls—their targets were everywhere.
Since its formation, the task force had netted batch after batch of thieves. But the cunning ones—“mudfish” that slipped through nets—were still out there, mocking them.
This time, the goal wasn’t just petty pickpockets. They were aiming for the big fish—the entrenched gangs.
That kind of prey required veterans. The rookies? They’d stick to chasing small fry.
So when Luo Yong stopped in front of Lu Cheng, everyone turned to look.
“You’re Lu Cheng?” Luo Yong asked.
Lu Cheng nodded.
His name had spread fast—too fast. He wanted to keep a low profile, but fate refused.
Other officers cast him curious glances. Everyone had heard the stories—rookie cop who nabbed a pro pickpocket on day one, who cracked cases like swatting flies.
Now they saw him in person—tall, clean-cut, bright-eyed. Damn, the kid was good-looking too.
“Let’s see if you can bag us a few thieves today,” Luo Yong said, half-challenging, half-joking.
Chen Feng of Qingshijing snorted. “What, you think he’s some kind of super-cop? Even your station only caught ten last week.”
Still, all eyes were on Lu Cheng.
The rookies would be assigned to buses in the south city—plenty of elderly passengers, easy marks for thieves.
Lu Cheng and Lin Wenbin boarded together at Guojia Village stop.
The hunt began.

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