Chapter 1235: Chapter 1235: Extra Story of the Eel 72
Su Man glared at Li Li with a dark expression.
The man with the big black bag awkwardly chuckled twice, then turned and left in a hurry, fearful of getting dragged into their argunt.
Su Man shut the door, walked back, and said in a sharp tone, “What do you an? What’s so hard about introducing my job? Does it embarrass you?”
Li Li was montarily stunned.
He hadn’t thought that far ahead—he just didn’t want Su Man to chat too much with the other guy, for fear she might expose sothing.
“What’s there to say about being just a lowly traffic cop…” Li Li teased casually, trying to lighten the mood. “Up at the crack of dawn, working in the wind and rain—why don’t you just quit and chill at ho? Or get your family to put up so money and set up a… uh, let’s call it a won’s self-defense studio. How about that? At least you’d be your own boss.”
Su Man pursed her lips and sat down next to him, looking thoroughly displeased. “What’s the point in being a coach? I want to be a detective. You know that.”
Li Li snorted. “See? Even you look down on this job. But when I brought it up, you got so defensive.”
“When have I ever looked down on it?” Su Man frowned and said, “Traffic cops and detectives both serve the people. Both are worthy of respect.”
Li Li was still laughing. “Oh-ho, look at you. Been in the system a bit now, huh? Already talking like a bureaucrat~”
“Who’s acting like a bureaucrat!” Su Man snapped, frustrated. “Just because I don’t like being a traffic cop doesn’t an I look down on them! I’ve been learning combat and training my physical ability since I was a kid to catch bad guys. If I don’t beco a detective, wouldn’t all those years of effort be wasted?!”
“Why are you getting so worked up?” Li Li said. “With how much your parents spoil you, they’d never let you go out and fight criminals. You might as well settle down and stick to being a little traffic cop.”
Su Man found the phrase “little traffic cop” a bit grating, but given that Li Li rarely said anything pleasant anyway, she decided not to argue over it. Instead, she replied earnestly, “They promised . As long as I do well in my current job, they’ll help transfer to beco a detective later.”
Li Li smirked, his smile perfunctory. He thought to himself, “Yeah, right, your parents are just stringing you along.”
But he didn’t say it out loud. Since they were in a “make-up period” recently, he didn’t want to upset her too much.
…
It was around seven or eight in the evening, just after dinnerti.
Su Man’s mom and dad had eaten dinner together at the hospital, then leaned back to watch TV. The programs were uninspiring, so the couple idly flipped through the channels while chatting.
Their conversation mostly revolved around their daughter.
“I wonder if Manman’s ho yet…” Su Man’s dad murmured. “Her job is just too tough. If only she could transfer to a desk job, that’d be better.”
Su Man’s mom let out a scoff. “Better? You don’t even know your own daughter. She’s full of energy. She’s already unhappy being a traffic cop. If she were stuck with a desk job, she’d explode with frustration.”
After a pause, she added, “Don’t worry. I already spoke to her boss. Manman’s in a critical period right now—there’s no way they’d make her work overti. By now, she should’ve been off work for a while.”
“What?!” Su Man’s dad shot up from the hospital bed, his eyes practically popping out. “You talked to Old Yang?! And you didn’t even discuss it with first!”
“Would you have agreed if I did?” Su Man’s mom retorted disdainfully.
Su Man’s dad clutched at his chest, as though he’d been gravely wounded. “You’re doing this with the hospital too! The doctor already said I can be discharged, but you insisted on staying two or three extra days. How many extra days has it been now? This is blatant misuse of personal connections—plain as daylight! And it’s wasting public resources!”
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