Binjiang Police Affairs

Chapter 1474: Chapter 259: Neck and Neck!

On Saturday, the eldest son-in-law, tired of being away on business for so long, decided not to take a break and returned early to work at the Changhang Bureau. The eldest daughter is now a city leader in Changzhou, and she’s so busy that she has to work overtime even on weekends.

With nothing to do, Master Han thought he might as well invite Deputy Chief of Staff Jiang for dinner in the evening. He hopped on Xiao Yu’s motorcycle and rode along Yanjiang Road to the Dongqi Beach, where he bought a big bag of seafood, including swimming crabs, clams, shrimp, octopus, yellow croaker, and ribbonfish, at a market.

It was the fishing season, and seafood was abundant and cheap.

He bought so much, yet it only cost him more than eighty yuan.

Visitor rarely comes to Binjiang, so naturally, he should experience the unique flavors of Binjiang—its river and sea specialties.

Having sorted out seafood, when it came to river food, with Xiao Yu’s grandfather around, there was no need to buy any. Even fruits and vegetables were readily available since Old Ge and San’er’s master’s wife raised chickens and grew vegetables at Bailong Port, and the garden had everything!

Just as Master Han donned his helmet and prepared to head home, two military vehicles sped by, rushing towards the coastal defense road.

No need to ask, you would know they were vehicles responsible for logistical support for the Special Warfare Group.

Master Han, recalling that he was also part of the Air Force and that his second daughter and son-in-law were responsible for medical support for the training soldiers, brightened up. He jumped on the motorcycle, started the engine, and chased after them by twisting the throttle.

Binjiang isn’t a tourist city, and Dongqi, located at the southeastern tip of Binjiang, is even less so. The closer to the sea, the fewer the people. Even though he knew the sea was ahead, after following the two military vehicles for ten minutes, he still couldn’t see the sea. Not only did he not see people ahead, but he even lost sight of the road.

At this moment, the two military vehicles signaled left and, in an instant, vanished, leaving a cloud of dust.

The road was in poor condition, and he had a big bag of seafood tied to the motorcycle.

Master Han didn’t dare drive too fast and proceeded cautiously to where the two military vehicles had just turned. He was startled to find a slope here.

Just as he was thinking about shifting gears and accelerating to charge uphill, a police officer and two border guards rushed out from behind the right-side gate.

"Stop!"

"Talking to you, turn off the engine now!"

Master Han was taken aback and hurriedly released the throttle, planting his foot on the ground.

The police officer immediately took away the keys, while the border guard lieutenant grabbed the handlebars: "I’m from the border police station, where are you headed?"

"Comrade, is it the beach ahead? I intend to go see the beach."

"There’s only a mudflat up ahead, there’s nothing to see. What are you looking at?" The public security officer making the gestures for him to get off the motorcycle stared at him intently: "What’s your name, show me your driving license and permit."

Master Han patted his pockets and said with a wry smile, "Comrade, I’m sorry, I brought my permit, but I forgot my driving license."

"Riding a motorcycle without a driving license?"

"I have one, I got it a long time ago, just forgot to bring it with me."

"First take off your helmet."

"Oh."

"What’s in here?"

"Just bought some seafood, see, it’s still dripping water."

"Untie it and open it up to have a look."

Master Han realized they were responsible for security during the troop’s training by the sea and that he might have been mistaken for an enemy agent. Seeing that both the police officer and border guard had walkie-talkies, he couldn’t help but laugh: "Comrade, isn’t the Linghai Reserve Camp ahead cooperating with the Air Force training? My surname’s Han and I’m a senior engineer in the expert group of the Linghai Reserve Camp. Could you help me contact Camp Commander Yang Jianbo or Instructor Sun Youyi of the Linghai Reserve Camp and tell them I’ve arrived, wanting to go over and have a look."

Further ahead is a mudflat, locals won’t come there. After being on duty for two days, they hadn’t encountered any idle people.

The police officer from Dongqi Police Bureau thought the old Friend Han was very suspicious and was just about to make a commendable move, but didn’t expect the old Friend Han to ask to contact Deputy Minister Yang from the Linghai Armed Forces Department.

The border station’s border guard lieutenant was also stunned, unable to believe this was real.

Master Han smiled slightly, turned and gazed at the endless reeds in the distance, casually supplementing, "Comrades, you don’t know me, but you should have heard of my son-in-law. His surname is also Han, named Han Yu, was the first commander of the Linghai Reserve Camp, and has now been transferred to the Vice Director of the Changhang Bureau."

He is the father-in-law of the "Binjiang Water Army Commander!"

Realizing what had transpired, the police officer quickly apologized, saying, "Master Han, sorry, we were flooded by the Dragon King Temple, family didn’t recognize family. But we’re bound by duty, we can’t just let you pass, I’ll just help you contact."

As it turns out, the eldest son-in-law’s reputation still packs a punch.

Master Han was delighted, thinking he couldn’t help but laugh again, saying, "I’m also very familiar with the Jiang Deputy Chief of Staff who led the team for training. You can directly contact Deputy Chief of Staff Jiang and tell him I’ve come."

Truth and falsehood are effortlessly distinguished.

The police officer walked to one side and raised the walkie-talkie to make a call. Predictably, Deputy Minister Yang requested that Master Han be promptly brought over.

The border station’s border guard took off to drive out an off-road vehicle and invited Master Han to leave his motorcycle there and take the off-road vehicle forward.

You don’t realize until you’re riding in someone else’s car; the road ahead was increasingly difficult.

In the reed field, winding back and forth bounced for almost twenty minutes before finally seeing the ocean and hearing the sound of waves.

Yang Jianbo jumped down from a power boat that had just washed up on the mudflat and laughed, asking, "Master Han, how did you get here?"

"Wasn’t there an evening reception for Deputy Chief of Staff Jiang, anyway, I was idling, so I rode Xiao Yu’s motorcycle to buy some seafood..."

Master Han simply recounted the sequence of events, climbed up the power boat with Yang Jianbo’s help, greeted Ma Jintao with a nod, and gazed at the expansive, surging sea, asking, "Jianbo, where are the warriors of the Special Warfare Group, why can’t I see anyone?"