Police Chen Shu

"Recently, 'Little Day' has begun to discharge nuclear-contaminated wastewater, and all their seafood has been embargoed by us. So, if you want to eat these daily foods, you should take advantage of this period to eat more. Tsk tsk, even if you can't help it Damn it, ordinary people probably don’t dare to eat these imported seafood.” Chen Shu was at a loss for words and mentioned a few news items that have been popular on social media recently.

"Brother Shu, it's okay. Most of the ingredients used in these Japanese restaurants are produced in our own country, so in terms of ingredients, it actually has little impact."

Zhang Yang suddenly stopped mid-sentence, raised his head and smiled at the waiter who was sitting next to him pouring tea, with a sincere face: "The taste of your house is still very good, I will definitely not be affected in the future."

"." The waiter didn't know how to answer.

"It should be affected to some extent, but now that the embargo is on the table, at least the price will be cheaper, right?"

Sitting in this 'Yuanxi' Japanese Food Store, Chen Shu, who had always been worried about the per capita price, now took advantage of the opportunity to express his true feelings.

"Haha, Brother Shu, they will definitely change their words by then. For example, 'Dear distinguished guest, this is seafood from the Atlantic Ocean. They have traveled half the world to meet you,' and other unreliable statements. As for the price, it’s definitely more expensive.”

Zhang Yang was talking so happily that he accidentally met the eyes of the waiter sitting next to him.

Suddenly, she straightened her expression again, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Your family is still authentic. If the price can be stable, it is a victory."

"." The waiter was silent.

At this time, the sliding door was opened, and a male waiter with a Chinese character came in and asked for a while about the recipe and taboos of king crab.

Zhang Yang started her performance again: "Hey, Brother Shu, let's try out a few more ways to eat this king crab. Maybe in a few years, this king crab will have enough 'nuclear water', and it may be the other way around." Eat us."

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Chen Shu really couldn't help it, his face turned red, he held his abdominal muscles and laughed heartily. This smile seemed to have wiped away the depression of handling the orange crackdown case some time ago.

After the two aggrieved waiters left the room, Chen Shu said frankly: "Yangyang, I think your appearance now is really different from when you were at work."

"Why is it different?"

"I just feel that you are very professional when you are working. From a distance, I feel that you are very confident. I can really feel that you care and care about the people.

"But have you noticed, just like this SWAT live broadcast? A lot of people came near our compound, not to mention, they all came specifically to see you. As a result, no one of the hundreds of people came close to look for you. say something.

"In general, it's very cold."

"Aloof? Brother Shu, people in our unit say that I am the most down-to-earth host on the station. What about after get off work?"

"After get off work, I find you very interesting and down-to-earth. Your ideas are unique and your perspective on things is different from ordinary people. The most important thing is that it's fun to chat with you."

"Haha, I'm just pretending to be naive." Zhang Yang tilted his head and said with a smile, "But which look do you prefer?"

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

This scene was beyond Chen Shu's control, even when he was at his weakest.

Chen Shu looked around and asked, "Yangyang, have you been busy lately? By the way, do you still like this store?"

"Busy~" Zhang Yang lowered his head and began to study the menu in front of him again, but his tone of voice when speaking was playful, and it sounded like he was quite satisfied with the restaurant Chen Shu chose.

Chen Shu asked subconsciously: "What are you busy with?"

Zhang Yang said without even thinking: "I'm busy running to Quanzhou."

The scene came to a halt, and even the waiter who had just entered the door and was getting the iron pot to help make tea realized the sudden silence, hurriedly put down the teapot, bowed his head and exited the room.

Zhang Yang carefully pushed the menu back to its original location.

He raised his head, looked at Chen Shu's solemn eyes, and smiled, as beautiful as a peach blossom that suddenly bloomed.

She pretended to be relaxed and changed the topic: "Why, why are you looking so serious? You can't be worried about the consumption here. Let me tell you, I didn't bring any money today."

Interrupting, Chen Shu said word by word: "You're not going to Anxi, are you?"

Chen Shu's seriousness came from his trip to northern Myanmar a year ago.

In order to cooperate with the public security's anti-fraud propaganda in the society, Zhang Yang actually put himself in danger. He only took photographer Xiao Zhao with him, and the two of them went to Myanmar.bei to attack the center of the fraud.

The two people without any investigative experience were naturally thrown into the fraud park as piggies and became the so-called game customer service. They were accompanied by "inside information" and "guaranteed wins" every day.

In the end, Chen Shu came from Dongzhou and fished the person out. During this period, the group of people encountered shootings, chases and other crises that were beyond what he, an ordinary policeman, could imagine.

So when he heard Zhang Yang said he was going to Quanzhou, Chen Shu, who had been in the police system for many years, immediately thought of Anxi, which is the home of fraudsters!

Most people don't have time to hide. After seeing Myanmar.bei's bloody publicity, why would they keep trying to get in there?

Zhang Yang shook his head slightly, held his chopsticks, and without saying a word, turned the chopsticks in circles on the table. After a long time, he said softly: "Brother Shu, do you know what everyone thinks of us media people now? "

Chen Shu thought for a while and said, "Isn't it great? Everyone enjoyed watching the live broadcast you organized today. The common people also learned a lot, whether in terms of publicity or..."

Ding.

Zhang Yang tapped the dishes placed in front of him with his chopsticks, making a crisp sound, stopping Chen Shuyan's insincere explanation.

"Brother Shu, you know what I mean."

Of course, Chen Shu knew what Zhang Yang meant. This was the same philosophy that he, and even several batches of students before and after graduated from the police academy and went to work, adhered to, serving the people and the country.

Even though I am second grade, even though it is ridiculous, this thing just exists in my heart.

So, he remained silent.

"Brother Shu, a heavy rain in Shanbei in 2018 resulted in the death of 24 people. However, in dozens of reports from the local media such as "Dazhong Evening News", "Qidi Morning Post", "Langfang Metropolis Daily" and other media, almost all of them focus on descriptions. Of the touching and touching stories that emerged during the rescue process, only one report mentioned the human factor in the disaster.”

Zhang Yang paused and said with a helpless smile: "Yes, we media people do need to cheer up the masses in the face of disasters. We should not accuse or expose the dark side of people's hearts. But this really deviates from our original intention.

"After the fire at Nanfeng Hospital in the capital, there was an "eight hours of silence" in the local media. In the belated report, the death toll was fixed at an imagined 29 people. What a coincidence? Why is the number of people so stuck? Accurate?

"It's far away. As for our spaceship accident in Dongzhou last year, how many people died in the report? Is it more than thirty? How many people are missing? Is it ridiculous? Not ridiculous. I just feel sad for us media people. We are originally It should not be a vassal of politics, nor should it be just a propaganda tool in the hands of some people."

As a state violence institution that serves the government, police Chen Shu cannot characterize and evaluate Zhang Yang’s words.

Everything has two sides, just like the word "official" has two sides. No matter how you say it, you can't be wrong, it just depends on where the speaker's butt is sitting.

For example, when Zhang Yang, a reporter, faces a disaster, his first reaction is to explore the truth behind it. Is there any man-made cause? Is there any unit responsible for this? Should there be an investigation and accountability afterwards? Can another tragedy be avoided in the future?

The police can only provide rescue and maintain stability.