Police Chen Shu

At dawn, the rain that had been raining all day and night finally stopped.

Perhaps it was the reason why everyone was reluctant to go out on rainy days. It was rare for him to sleep through the night. Chen Shu, who was not disturbed by the police, got up from the wooden bed in the dormitory of the police station and felt very comfortable.

He has a bad waist, so he must sleep on a hard bed. Although he is young and healthy now, he can do somersaults with his waist and horse together, but he must pay attention to his health sooner or later.

But having said that, since he became a policeman, health preservation actually has nothing to do with him.

I went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, wandered around the duty hall on the first floor, and then returned to the office. I sat on the sofa and smoked for a while, and finally made it to work time at 8:30.

He took out his cell phone and dialed out.

"Hey, fat man, are you awake? It's time to go to work."

"Okay, let's go to the cafeteria and eat. In the morning, let's go to some schools in the jurisdiction."

"By the way, remember to change into casual clothes, don't forget the pants."

Some time ago, I happened to be entangled in the police-related public opinion. As an "Internet celebrity" involved in the case, I was repeatedly ordered by my superiors not to leave the work unit. As everyone knows, for Chen Shu, who is accustomed to wandering the streets to find clues and see people's sentiments, the days trapped in the Zhongshan Police Station and Zhengming Sub-bureau are really more difficult than jail.

In fact, he has always wanted to find time to find out about the situation of the jumping (mu-lou) female student who was rescued by him last time. Although the girl's family contact information can be found on the public security intranet, it is impossible to call her parents directly to ask questions. This is too abrupt, and what she needs most at the moment is a quiet environment.

They can no longer stand the slightest torment.

Thinking of the faint scars on the girl's wrist and the old-fashioned world-weary words at that time, Chen Shu's pimples were buried in his heart, and he always felt that there might be an invisible black hand behind it.

Although the police are not omnipotent, and it is reasonable to say that they should not interfere with these things that teachers and parents should be responsible for, but it is not a loss to take a few tens of minutes to wander around the school while taking advantage of work.

"Little book."

Instructor Zeng Hong walked into the office and sat on the sofa, put the handbag aside, with a playful smile on his face: "I heard from Xiao Wang, did you stay in the dormitory last night and didn't go back? You, squatting in the dormitory every day What are you doing here? Young people, go out and walk more when you have time."

Chen Shu was a little confused by Monk Zhang Er.

What's going on with this trainer today?

When I came to the office early in the morning, the police uniforms did not change, so they came to me first to nag?

I'm not yet thirty.

"There is no one at home, so it's not as interesting as being in the institute. Xiao Wang and the others said last night that I was in the institute, and they feel more at ease when they are on duty." Chen Shu replied honestly.

Zeng Hong’s face was full of hatred: “You bring food to the institute every day if you have nothing to do, of course they are safe in their stomachs! You take time out in the morning to get a haircut and take care of yourself! I didn’t know that Teacher Zhang liked you What time is it?"

Chen Shu opened his eyes wide, with question marks all over his head: What's going on? ? ?

Zeng Hong grabbed the handbag and walked out of the house: "Ms. Zhang will bring someone over to record the show in the afternoon, so you should prepare well. Remember, spend more money on your hair, and don't go to Lao Li's to get a haircut. "

"I think that place is old-fashioned, and I don't know why you go there every time." Zeng Hong muttered, shaking his head and sighing, and walked out of the office.

Chen Shu raised his hand, "I have something to do in the afternoon." Before he could say, he was the only lonely figure left in the office.

At 11 a.m., Zhifang Road, next to Dongzhou No. 13 Middle School

Two young men who seemed to be completely out of reach of the parents of the students squatted on the sidewalk not far from the school gate, staring at the school gate, smoking a cigarette while I smoked.

The fat one asked, "Brother Shu, what are we doing here? Are you picking up your child?"

The one who is called "Brother Shu" is our beloved new era "Internet celebrity" policeman --- Chen Shu.

"Get out!" Chen Shu was angry.

Originally, he found out through the public security intranet that the high school that the jumping 0 girl attended was No. 13 Middle School. I figured that since all the students in the school had such incidents, it should also be a poorly managed school.

It was supposed to be when school was over, a few roaring "wild fires" appeared near the school gate, and then a few "society-(ren)" with long hair and cigarettes in their mouths came down.

Maybe it's waiting for a girlfriend, or coming to support the younger brother, it's always chic and eye-catching.

But now, where is there room for people to park at this door?

This scene is really different from when he was studying.

Chen Shu looked at the crowds of parents surrounded by the school gate, sighed helplessly, and stuffed another cigarette into his mouth.

A hand was stretched out in front of Chen Shu abruptly, making a "two".

"Brother, give me a root too."

Chen Shu glanced sideways at the boy who sneaked up to him and squatted down together.

This boy was the "gun" of the owner of the Wangwang Internet Cafe when Chen Shu handled the case that the Internet Cafe failed to register in accordance with the regulations half a year ago.

He was still the same as at that time, carrying a large canvas bag with a unique personality, which should be unique in thousands of miles, and still wearing the same old school uniform and shoes.

The only thing that was different from the fearful look in his eyes when he first met, at this moment Chen Shu found that the eyes under the boy's thick black eyebrows were full of fresh air, clean and natural.

Obviously, he has returned to the right path, with a sunny mind.

Chen Shu took out Liqun from his pocket, smoked one and threw it over: "Do you smoke in school?"

The boy smiled and caught the cigarette, skillfully took out the lighter from his pocket and lit it: "No, the teacher at school is very naughty. I just picked up some empty cigarettes on the way to and from school to refresh myself."

"Stay up late to play king?" Zhu Chaoran, who had just climbed to the rank of king, asked curiously.

"no."

"That must be eating chicken!"

The boy glanced at Zhu Chaoran with dark circles under his eyes, and replied, "Brother Fat, I don't play games anymore."

Chen Shu joked casually, "Then why should I stay up all night reading?"

"Um."

The boy pressed down on the lighter with a "snap", and as soon as he inhaled it, the cigarette ignited.

He closed his eyes and took a shallow breath, but after a long time of boredom, he reluctantly spat it out. Anyone who knows it knows that the boy's posture can't be achieved without a few years of practice.

"I'm in my third year of high school, and I want to get into my dream school, so I have no choice but to work hard."

Chen Shu turned his head, looked at it for a moment, and asked, "What school do you want to go to?"

The boy lit his cigarette, and the ashes scattered in the wind. He pursed his lips and looked up at the blue sky.

From Chen Shu's side, he felt that the boy was smiling very openly and comfortably. This feeling was a bit like himself when he was a student.

"secret."