Accidental Hero: The Rookie Who Outshines the Force - Chapter 47

Even Zhao Han, a seasoned detective, grew serious when the topic turned to a homicide case.

At Sanliqiao Police Station, most cases were trivial and petty. They were easy to handle, but annoyingly time-consuming.

If two people had a disagreement on the street, it usually stayed verbal—no fists involved.

“Why worry?” “What’s it to you?”—those classic lines could fill a day’s worth of arguments, yet fists rarely flew.

These were peaceful times; a simple slap could cost a fortune in compensation. The thrill of fighting just wasn’t worth it.

And those who practiced Taekwondo or Sanda? Don’t think they did it for the glory of fighting.

Nope. Learn a spinning aerial kick, get into a scuffle, and voilà—you injure your own waist and claim an absurd sum from the other person. Fearsome, but ridiculous.

So, when a murder occurred, it shook everyone. People didn’t dare go out at night.

Chen Weimin took a drag of his cigarette, sensing the tense atmosphere in the car, and decided to change the subject.

“By the way, Lu Cheng, when did you and Officer Su start seeing each other?”

“Huh?”

Lu Cheng froze. “W-what? No… no, Officer Chen. Who told you that?”

Zhao Han’s ears perked up, his expression instantly shifting.

“Cut the act. Planning some secret operation, huh? Officer Su herself said so when she came to the station today to pull up some files.”

Originally, Chen Weimin had intended to play matchmaker a little. The two of them really did look good together—both single, both fine catches. Why let the opportunity slip?

But this rascal Lu Cheng… faster than catching a thief. They’d only known each other for a short time, and now he’d already won over Officer Su?!

If word got out, it would be more shocking than catching the Thief King or nabbing the Yellow Sparrow gang.

Zhao Han’s face flushed red—his apprentice had actually gotten together with Su Qingwu?

She was recognized as the police flower of the entire Jianghai police system!

Good for him, makes me proud as a mentor too!

Lu Cheng let out a small “Ah.” Su Qingwu had already told Chen Weimin they were together?

So casual? So effortless?

Chen Weimin clicked his tongue. “Heh, you big man, still not as open as the girl. What’s wrong with admitting it boldly?”

Lu Cheng: …

Chen continued, self-satisfied: “Mark my words, in three days, the young cops in this department will be tearing their hair out!”

Zhao Han punched Lu Cheng lightly, grinning. “In all of Jianghai’s police system, only my apprentice is worthy of Su Qingwu.”

…

Back at Jingwang Residential Complex, Lu Cheng entered his apartment.

Lu Zhiguo and He Xueting were still awake, watching TV in the living room.

When Lu Cheng changed shoes, he noticed another pair of slippers out and asked, “Mom, did we have a guest today?”

“Your Aunt Shen.”

Both Lu Cheng and Su Qingwu had been too busy—one handling a homicide, the other a pickpocket operation—to even make a call.

Well, young people were busy.

Luckily, no messy dating involved—they could just register their marriage later, have kids, and skip all the drama.

He Xueting and Shen Fang were reunited—double the good fortune. Both housewives, often visiting each other.

Lu Cheng nodded. He’d already coordinated dinner with He Xueting, so no meal was left for him.

“Dad, Mom, I’m going to my room first.”

“Mm, get some sleep. Long day.”

“Got it.”

As Lu Cheng reached for the door handle, something caught his eye, making him step back a little.

On the partition between the living and dining area sat a photo frame.

Inside, a girl with a high ponytail, black hair cascading over her shoulders, radiantly pure yet rebelliously beautiful, smiled softly under the shade of a tree.

Who is she? A goddess?

Radiant as spring flowers, serene as an autumn moon.

He’d wager ninety-nine percent of men’s nostalgic first-love fantasies couldn’t surpass her.

He Xueting noticed him staring, covering her mouth as she smiled. “Pretty, isn’t she? That’s Qingwu in college.”

“Beautiful,” Lu Cheng said blankly.

Lu Zhiguo teased, “Staring at the photo so intently? Next time you see her, don’t let your eyeballs fall on her.”

“N-no!”

Suddenly, Lu Cheng thought of a question. “Why is her photo in our house?”

A solo photo, no less. Did she even know about it?

“Child, why can’t Qingwu’s photo be in our house?”

“Your Aunt Shen brought it today. When Qingwu marries into the family, won’t it be her home too?”

“Displaying her own photo at home—what’s the problem?”

Lu Zhiguo chimed in: “No issue, perfectly reasonable.”

Lu Cheng: …

He snapped a picture of the frame and headed to his room. He’d have to ask Su Qingwu—putting someone’s photo around without consent seemed off.

He opened her chat.

“Busy?”

“Just finished showering. Was looking at some files earlier. Free now.”

Su Qingwu was probably on her phone—she replied instantly.

“Uh… today I heard from Officer Chen… you… you told him we’re together?”

Su Qingwu sent a cartoon cat nodding emoji, then explained: “He probably wanted to play matchmaker, so I just told him.”

Lu Cheng: …

Su Qingwu continued: “We’re pretending to be a couple to avoid all sorts of trouble. Both our departments need to recognize it to avoid suspicion.”

Lu Cheng sent back a dog nodding emoji.

He felt the setup had gotten a bit too elaborate—hard to cleanly finish later.

And their mothers, coincidentally so close, suddenly had another layer of connection. Too eager for the families to tie the knot.

If either side went back on it… would he survive the fallout?

Better not think—scarier than a horror movie.

Lu Cheng sent her the living room photo. “Your picture is blatantly displayed in my house. Did you know?”

Su Qingwu: “Yes, your Aunt Shen told me.”

Lu Cheng: …

Your Aunt Shen?!

She sent another picture—a little girl with braided pigtails, a small dress, a red dot on her forehead, grinning cutely.

Lu Cheng felt his heart quake violently.

He typed furiously: “Where did you get this photo?!”

Su Qingwu: “Your mom gave it to me.”

Lu Cheng: “Unacceptable! Did the subject even consent?”

Su Qingwu: “You were quite cute as a kid.”

Lu Cheng sent a coal-face emoji.

Su Qingwu, sitting on the bed with legs stretched out elegantly, saw it and let a faint, amused smile tug at her lips.

He Xueting, a bit superstitious, had even read Lu Cheng’s childhood fortune—he was to be raised as a daughter until three, then regain his manhood.

Lu Cheng: “You know too much—be careful, or I’ll silence you.”

Su Qingwu: “You think you can beat me, loser?”

Lu Cheng: “Oh-ho!! My dad’s [Combat Mastery] is already level 2. Next time on the sparring mat, if you get pinned, don’t cry, Officer Su!”

Confidence overflowing, he set his phone aside.

Speaking of the system—after catching the Yellow Sparrow gang, the reward had already been credited, though Lu Cheng hadn’t checked yet.

After a short chat with Su Qingwu, he returned to see what reward he had earned.