25: Carrying a gun or not, Red Moon Bar

Only then did he vent the anger in his heart.

At the same time, poor Lin Xianfeng was still standing naked in the bathroom, “Big Brother, can I put my clothes on now?”

“Damn it, why are you still here? Hurry up and put them on, it’s not like anyone wants to see you.”

“Alright.” Lin Xianfeng’s face lit up with joy, and he took two steps at once, planning to walk out.

Unexpectedly, he stepped on the soap he had dropped earlier, fell backward, and let out a series of painful screams.

Ye Lin gave him a look of disdain and raised his middle finger, “That’s what you get for not picking up the soap.”

...The next day, everyone looked at Ye Lin with a very unnatural expression.

“Good morning, Xiao Ye.”

“Good morning, Senior Apprentice Ye.”

“Brother Ye is here.”

Ye Lin rolled his eyes at each of them; his good name was almost ruined.

In the morning, Ye Lin, as usual, followed his Master He Xinmin to patrol the streets.

“Master, which way should we go today?” Ye Lin pointed in a direction.

That was where Jiang Waner had told him about the drug-using spot.

“Alright.”

Old He had been in a very good mood these past two days; he had initially thought his apprentice would be a troublemaker, but unexpectedly, he immediately helped him earn points, secured a third-class merit, and also helped the Police Station solve a wife-murder and dismemberment case. Now, when he walked out, he had a lot of face.

“My apprentice, I brought him out.”

Old He now walked with his head held high, and as he walked, he told Ye Lin about the local situation.

Unconsciously, they walked into a small commercial area with bars, dance halls, and many restaurants, all very bustling.

Ye Lin quietly observed; it was this Red Moon Bar, where Jiang Waner said drugs were sold. However, it was daytime now, and the doors were still tightly shut.

“Master, there’s a bar here?” Ye Lin asked, feigning curiosity.

He Xinmin waved his hand, “Ah, this? It’s just something young people nowadays learn from the city, drinking and singing, and sometimes getting into fights.”

“There’s a lot of trouble, but nothing major.”

Ye Lin thought to himself: Nothing major? Probably there is now.

“What? Do you like to drink?”

“No, I just saw it and asked casually.”

“Avoid places like this. Last time, we even caught several fallen women inside. It’s a den of iniquity. Next time, I’ll have the Chief come inspect it when he has time.”

After He Xinmin finished his introduction, he pulled Ye Lin to walk on.

“This is a Sichuan restaurant; the food is good. If you like spicy food, it’s quite nice.”

“This one sells pig trotter rice; the flavor is very rich and delicious.”

Along the way, Old He introduced all the dining places like a connoisseur.

However, it was still morning, and the restaurants hadn’t opened yet.

There were a few dispirited young people wandering the streets. With Ye Lin’s trained medical eye, he could tell they were all drug addicts.

“Master, are there drug dealers in our area?” Ye Lin asked.

He Xinmin paused, “No, there aren’t. Drug dealing is managed by a specialized team from the Branch Bureau; we don’t handle that.”

“There are a few who used to use drugs, but as for dealing, those guys wouldn’t dare.”

“Let me tell you, drug dealers are not like ordinary criminals; they are vicious.”

Old He began to describe vividly, “Take Zhang Jun, whom you arrested last time; he killed his wife. If it were a drug dealer, as soon as he felt a hint of something wrong, he would definitely pull out a gun from somewhere. If you’re not careful, everyone could go down.”

“So, what if we encounter drug dealers next time?” Ye Lin asked.

“Report it!” Old He said emphatically, “Our primary responsibility at the grassroots Police Station is to report it, report it to the anti-drug squad of the Branch Bureau; they have guns.”

Guns?

Ye Lin suddenly thought of a question: he had been here for several days, and he hadn't seen any guns.

Without a gun, it felt like a major weapon was missing, especially since He Xinmin said catching drug dealers was so dangerous.

If he didn't have a gun, he would be at a disadvantage.

“Master, does our Police Station have firearms? Under what circumstances can we be issued guns to go on the street?” Ye Lin asked curiously.

“Heh heh.” He Xinmin showed a look of having achieved his scheme, “I knew you would ask me about this.”

“You young people, you only know about guns and sticks. Do you think they are good things?”

“Let me tell you, in previous years, they didn’t let us carry guns, but it was too prone to problems. You can’t shoot if there’s nothing wrong, you don’t dare to shoot when there is something wrong, and even if you shoot, you might not hit the target. So what’s the point of carrying a gun?”

“Besides, there used to be cases of guns being snatched. Carrying that thing on you is just a disaster.”

Old He shook his head, giving Ye Lin a good lecture.

At first, Ye Lin thought it was nonsense, but then he realized it might actually be true. In the role of a Police Station, it might be better not to carry guns.

As the saying goes, ‘an innocent man is guilty if he possesses a treasure.’

Indeed, some things still need to be learned more at the grassroots level; you wouldn’t know without learning.

The two of them strolled for a whole morning and then rushed back to the Police Station for lunch.

In the afternoon, Ye Lin found time to withdraw some money.

No matter how dangerous his Master said it was, as a police officer, since he knew about it, he had to investigate. This was his duty.

Moreover, he was becoming more and more fond of excitement; daily patrols were too boring.

As the streetlights began to illuminate.

The doors of the Red Moon Bar opened, and some strangely dressed young people walked in one after another.

Ye Lin had specially found a flashy outfit today: a Hawaiian shirt half-open, sunglasses half-hanging on his face, a skull chain around his neck, paired with jeans. With his already roguish face, he looked exactly like a small-time hoodlum involved in society.

As he walked past the entrance, the two security guards at the door didn't even glance at him. With that appearance and attire, to say he was a good person?

Pah!

They wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Inside the bar, there weren't many people yet. For these young night owls, the real night only began after 10 PM.

Ye Lin found a seat near the dance floor, ordered a bottle of beer and a fruit platter, and began to observe.

He hadn't really been to places like bars in his previous life. He never expected to enter one in this life as a police officer and an undercover agent.

Under the dim lights, the heavy metal music was so loud that people couldn't hear each other speak. Here, words were unnecessary; only body language was used.

Several young men and women were already wildly swaying in the middle of the dance floor, moving rhythmically under the DJ's lead.

Around the dance floor was a circle of tables and a scattered seating area. In the deepest part of the bar, there were several large sofa booths, which were still empty.

Under the dim lights, a group of people danced, another group drank, and Ye Lin searched for his prey.

Suddenly, Ye Lin’s eyes lit up; that was him.

At a small table near the sofa booths, sat a person whose eyes darted around. His appearance wasn't very clear, but his eyes left a deep impression on Ye Lin.