Police Chen Shu

The sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the southwest sky. The Zhongshan Police Station is very quiet tonight.

After dinner, it's time to get off work.

Chen Shu is not on duty today. However, he returned to the office, ready to continue to ponder the details of the battery car theft case to prevent accidents from happening.

When handling a case, the police have to prepare two plans, at least two, no matter how big or small the case is.

He knew in his heart that Boss Zheng should have fed back the information on the suspect in the theft in the past two days, but after several years of investigation work, he had developed a habit of being cautious.

Unlike the noisy duty hall on the first floor, Chen Shu, who was sitting in the office on the second floor, was not used to it.

After looking at the case over and over again, he stood up and walked to a fruit shop near the police station to buy some bananas, which he planned to distribute to several people on duty.

As soon as he walked into the gate on the first floor, he was still about ten meters away from the front desk of the duty hall when he heard a loud shout.

"Brother Shu, you bought a banana!"

The word 'banana' was deliberately elongated, echoing in the originally quiet lobby on the first floor.

This guy stares at the computer screen every day, how can his eyes be so good. He talked a lot, as expected of the gossip king of Zhongshan Institute. Chen Shu looked helpless at the police officer Xiao Wang who leaned out half of his body from the front desk.

He walked quickly to the front desk, raised his hand and shook the transparent plastic bag containing the bananas a few times: "You have sharp eyes. Come, eat something. It's just time to digest dinner."

Xiao Wang took a bunch of bananas from Chen Shu, tore half of it and distributed it to Yu Yu, the policeman sitting next to him, and then asked, "Brother Shu, why don't you go home? Is there a case tonight?"

Chen Shu put down his raised arm, and smiled: "No, it's peaceful tonight. I'm single and have nothing to do when I go home."

Xiao Wang retracted his body and stood up. While peeling the bananas, he said unceremoniously: "Officer Li and the fat man said so, I agree with both hands, and the feet are not a problem. But you"

Chen Shu was a little curious about his personality in the eyes of his colleagues: "What's wrong with me?"

"Brother Shu, the 'PUA', 'repression', 'waste screening', 'obedience test' that you usually chatter with fat people are very professional terms for picking up girls when I hear them. I think you are A Neptune! It’s still the kind where the fish pond is full!”

Sitting at the front desk without saying a word, Yu Yu, the policeman who was listening to the gossip with relish, interrupted abruptly: "Xiao Wang, just because the word 'Sea King' came out of your mouth, I think you and Chen Shu should both be friends." wife."

"!!!???"

The three of them were chatting when Zeng Hong walked in from the door in police uniform. Seeing the bustling people in the duty hall, he also came over.

"I say you."

Before he could utter a few words, the duty hall, which was originally in full swing, fell silent in an instant. He stood alone and was watched by everyone.

The power of the leadership is fully revealed, and there are two heavens of ice and fire.

"Ahem! Xiaoshu, come with me." The atmosphere changed too quickly, and Zeng Hong was a little embarrassed, so he turned around and took a step first.

Chen Shu shrugged his shoulders towards the other two, and followed them out.

The two came to the door of the instructor's office on the third floor.

When Zeng Hong opened the door, Ma Suo, who was in charge of Zhongshan's crackdown, opened the door and came out from the next door office in casual clothes.

He said hello and hurried downstairs.

The two entered the office. Zeng Hong went straight to the tea table by the window and sat upright, started to heat the kettle for tea.

Chen Shu knew that it would take a while, so he put the bag of bananas on the tea table. I opened the small refrigerator beside me without seeing anything, and after tangling between Coca-Cola and Sprite for a while, I took out a Coke can and opened it. Then I returned to the tea table, sat upright, and drank the Coke first.

Zeng Hong, who was making tea, did not stop his hands, but quickly glanced at Chen Shu who was sitting opposite him, and pouted towards the place where the Coke was placed:

"Xiaoshu, isn't this a little out of character? What, you hate the tea I make?"

Chen Shu knew that he was joking, but he replied with feigned surprise: "No, no. I smelled the aroma of tea just now, and I was afraid that I couldn't help disturbing you to make tea, so I drank some drinks first as a emergency."

Zeng Hong smiled angrily: "Slick tongue. After working for so many years, why do you still act like a child. Whether you speak or act, you should be more mature and stable."

He couldn't help but began to preach, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, still betrayed his true inner thoughts a little.

For so many years, Zeng Hong has always treated Chen Shu as a closed disciple.

Public security organs have a distinctive tradition that no other administrative agency has. That is, except for the military transfer, basically every policeman will be guided by a guide when he enters the industry. This person is "Master". He will lead new policemen to patrol, dispatch police, and handle cases; he will teach business experience and practical combat skills.

Sometimes after a long time, two people will have a lifelong relationship.

As he spoke, he put the teacup on the saucer and handed it to Chen Shu, full of anticipation.

Chen Shu stretched out his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together and knocked twice on the tea table, held the teacup, picked it up and took a sip.

After a long silence, he slowly spit out two words.

"Good tea."

Zeng Hong nodded, with a calm tone: "The old white tea brought by my old classmate from Fumu. Its mellowness is unmatched by other teas."

When I look back, I have to hurry up and look through the dictionary to see what other adjectives can be used. Chen nodded without changing his expression:

"Teacher Zeng, your old classmate is nice."

The two nodded in unison and took a while to finish the tea.

Chen Shu took out Liqun cigarettes, pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Zeng Hong. After lighting it up, he asked, "Zeng Jiao, what's the matter with calling me here?"

Zeng Hong shook his cigarette: "How is the injury last time?"

Chen Shu straightened his waist: "It's almost there. Then there will be the time for those bastards in our jurisdiction to cry."

Zeng Hong snorted: "It's all about it."

He thought for a while, and continued: "This time the sub-bureau has given a third-class merit quota, and I want to enroll you."

Chen Shu chuckled, and first praised Zeng Hong: "Third-class merit is quite rare. But I got it once last year. Give it to Chaoyang this time."

Zeng Hong said with a smile: "At the end of the year, I will rank Chaoyang as an 'excellent civil servant' again, so that he will have three consecutive years. At that time, he will also have a third-class merit."

Chen Shu heard the meaning of Zeng Hong's words, but he was still a little embarrassed as he just won the third class last year, and asked tentatively: "How about giving it to the other policemen in the station?"

Zeng Hong didn't explain any more, but just said lightly: "The Horse Institute is about to be transferred."