Accidental Hero: The Rookie Who Outshines the Force - Chapter 39

Lü Zhengbo watched with bright, sparkling eyes as the trainee cops strode in, escorting the captured criminals.

Well, well… didn’t expect him to be this handsome!

Lu Cheng and Lin Wenbin stopped in front of Lü Zhengbo and saluted.

“Chief Lü!”

“Chief Lü!”

Lü Zhengbo glanced at the thieves, then back at Lu Cheng and Lin Wenbin, nodding with genuine approval.

“Impressive! The two of you dismantled an entire gang on your own!”

His gaze lingered on Lu Cheng, full of admiration and fondness.

“I heard that Lao Wan from Qingshijing tried to trade two top students for you. I was wondering what kind of prodigy could make Lao Wan nearly chew the ear off Director Yang for your sake.”

“Now I get it. If it were me, I wouldn’t trade you either.”

Lu Cheng simply smiled faintly, saying nothing.

Lin Wenbin’s heart thumped. Whoa… other stations were trying to snatch Lu Cheng?!

For a trainee to pull off something like this? Unheard of.

He also felt lucky to be Lu Cheng’s teammate. It was clear—Lu Cheng’s future would soar far beyond his own. Hopefully, one day he wouldn’t forget him, and the “Lu-Lin Brothers” duo.

At Shuangqiao Police Station, officers were busy moving the loot. The copper-core cables were heavy—over a thousand pounds.

When Lu Cheng called to report, he emphasized this detail, prompting Lü Zhengbo to send an SUV to help transport the stash.

“Chief Lü, we can’t move all the cables in one trip. Probably three runs at least.”

“Mm. Xiao Liu and Lao Wu stay here to supervise. The rest head back.”

Lu Cheng and Lin Wenbin climbed into Lü Zhengbo’s car and headed back.

By 5:30 p.m., the various anti-pickpocket teams trickled back. The gate of Shuangqiao Station had grown crowded.

As Lü Zhengbo’s group stepped out, all eyes instinctively focused on Lu Cheng.

No surprise—the trainee duo had taken down a five-man theft gang. That was explosive!

“He’s Lu Cheng? Damn… he’s that handsome?!”

“Day one of the anti-pickpocket operation, and this kid stole all the spotlight!”

“This rookie cop’s insane. Wish he was in our station!”

“Our three teams on the city-bus line couldn’t catch a single thief, and this trainee makes it look like child’s play!”

Two more officers came out, escorting the five captured gang members from the vehicle.

Heads hung low. Their faces said it all: resigned, beaten.

Just then, Luo Yong, Ding Chengzhi, and Chen Feng arrived back.

Seeing Lu Cheng standing beside Lü Zhengbo, their expressions changed subtly.

Luo Yong felt vindicated—bringing in this young cop had been a wise move.

He walked up and patted Lu Cheng on the shoulder. “Kid, you really outdid yourself. A fake gun, and you dismantled a five-man gang without a scratch!”

These new-generation cops really think outside the box. Normally, who’d use a toy gun to catch thieves?

True confidence. And it worked—the gang bought it.

Hearing “fake gun,” the five captives’ eyes went wide.

Brother Ji, the ringleader, was the most shocked. Years in the petty theft world, and he’d never been humiliated like this. It was as if his IQ had been scrubbed across the floor.

If word got out, he’d be mocked to death by his peers.

Fuming, he turned to glare at Lu Cheng:

“Fake gun! I—”

His curse died in his throat as the surrounding officers all turned toward him, cold eyes cutting.

Brother Ji froze. Almost forgot—he was in a police station, the cops’ stronghold. Insulting officers while in custody? That was asking for trouble.

“Heh, good job. Insult the police—add another charge!”

Lü Zhengbo shot Brother Ji a frosty glare. “Take him in.”

Seeing their leader humiliated, the other four shrank into silence.

And all of this—all scared by a trainee with a fake gun. If this got around, they’d be the laughingstock of the jail. Even cellmates would underestimate them.

Meanwhile, the anti-pickpocket teams from Chengxi and Qingshijing stations returned. Those who had caught thieves expected to be basking in glory, maybe even lighting a celebratory cigarette.

Thieves were hard to catch. Anyone who could pull it off was impressive.

But now, seeing Lü Zhengbo, Anti-Pickpocket Squad Leader Luo Yong, and the trainee who stole all the limelight chatting casually, they were dejected.

Not just one thief—they’d bagged a whole gang.

Two caught in the morning, and now a full theft syndicate in the afternoon.

The contrast left them feeling lackluster.

You caught one? Two? Look at the trainee from Sanliqiao—seven in one day!

Quantity, quality—he was way ahead.

The syndicate’s confirmed loot was over fifty thousand yuan. A thorough review could uncover even more.

This anti-pickpocket operation seemed tailor-made for Lu Cheng, the trainee.

Yuan Jie and Chen Zelong were also first-timers in the operation. They patrolled public places undercover, luck determining whether they encountered thieves.

One group had given up hope, expecting a patrol day with no catches. Then, suddenly, they stumbled upon thieves in a shop—three bags, snatched easily.

Yuan Jie was ecstatic—first time catching a thief! He couldn’t wait to report to Master Chen Weimin.

Yet Chen Weimin’s reaction was calm, just a nonchalant “Oh.”

While he and Chen Zelong were puzzled, news came in: Lu Cheng and Lin Wenbin had caught a five-person gang.

Instantly, their excitement fizzled.

Chen Weimin barely closed his mouth all day. Other stations sent messages—congratulatory, envious, or slyly “borrowing” the kid.

Sanliqiao had truly struck gold.

Chen Weimin’s pride swelled. For once, his station wasn’t invisible—it was on fire.

He drove a police car himself, with Zhao Han in his old Jetta.

“Let’s go—pick up your apprentice from Shuangqiao!”

Arriving at the station, they stepped out, faces serious but eyes twinkling.

“Ahem! Sanliqiao Police Station, report for duty—time to ride home!”

Chen Weimin’s shout released two years of pent-up frustration.

Who said Sanliqiao was a nobody? Today, a rookie trainee had outshone all the seasoned officers and left them in the dust!