Police Chen Shu

Provincial police station, student dormitory.

Since the lights-out whistle was blown, although the lights in each dormitory building have been turned off according to regulations, and it looks dark outside, as if they have fallen asleep, in fact, the night chat in most rooms has just begun.

"What's your theme for this new contestant's subject competition? Which unit are you planning to go to for research?" As usual, the bamboo pole man sleeping on the upper bunk was the first to stir up the topic.

"Bamboo pole, you say it first." The short fat man had just returned to the room from the balcony toilet. He sat on his bed and threw the towel he had washed his hands on the shelf, looking too lazy to move.

The nickname "Pumpty Dumpty" was also given to the older girl for the first time when she got on the sedan chair. With his pretty good height, although he has never sat in the last rows of school since he was a child, he has never sat in the first row.

Unexpectedly, after being admitted to the police academy, my height of 170cm could only barely reach the passing mark of the police academy. According to the rules, when lining up, you must stand first, and when arranging seats, you can only sit in the first row with your female classmates.

However, the latter can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.

"With his usual acumen when it comes to money, he must be an economic investigator." The three-inch man's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"I call this thrift! But then again, you haven't seen me spend money like water. Wow, that tastes like water." Listening to his roommate's teasing, the bamboo pole man from a well-off family immediately became furious.

"Brother Zhugan, then next time you take me to see you spend money like water." Thinking of the beginning of school, the scene of Huazi, a non-smoking Zhugan carrying a travel bag, passing out cigarettes at school, from The short fat man in the countryside felt that the other party was still a very powerful and courageous person.

"What are you thinking about?" The bamboo pole man rolled his eyes angrily, even though the lights were turned off, no one could see him.

"You are such a coward! Don't think that I don't know why you are concerned about everyone's issues today. It's not because you decided to go to the economic investigation." The three-inch man said bitterly.

The annual Newcomer Subject Essay Competition is open to all students of the Police Academy, with no thresholds or restrictions. As long as you want to participate, just sign up. The police academy will even take the initiative to contact the police station to provide research opportunities.

But everyone knows in their hearts that no award-winning works can be found based on the police station's security, household registration, and community locations. The award-winning papers of each session are the students who relied on various connections to get into the popular positions at the time to produce something good.

In recent years, the Internet has grown increasingly strong and is at the forefront of the national economy. Coupled with the developed private economy in Donghai Province and the explosion of P2P, various new cyber crimes and large-scale and large-area economic crimes have emerged. Internet surveillance and economic There is no doubt about the excitement of this competition.

Even though everyone knows that these two projects are good, in reality, there are still many ways to do them. For example, the branch economic investigation and the provincial economic investigation are both economic investigations, but because of the level span, the depth and breadth of the cases they handle are naturally very different.

"Can't you just find a few projects that are special and don't involve direct confrontation with related households?" Chang Jianghai, who was lying next to the door in the dormitory, said slowly.

"What other good projects are there? Prohibition, traffic police, criminal investigation? There are too many papers published by these old antiques in the past years, and it is impossible to find new ones. Unlike economic investigation and Internet surveillance, they are all new things no matter what you do. Maybe if I'm lucky, I can be used as an internal reference in a new case. Hey, why do I encounter all these social things before I go to work? "

The three-inch man sighed. He was not jealous of the bamboo pole. Even if the bamboo pole doesn’t go through the back door today, there will still be others like hat men, vest men, and glasses men popping up.

"It's about anti-fraud. Telecom fraud has been so serious recently, this project will definitely be popular." Jiang Hai was chatting on the side and giving guidance.

"Anti-fraud is too new, and the police force there is seriously insufficient. Either they call and get scolded every day, or they come to take photos and make themselves uncomfortable. We are engaged in research, not hard labor." The three-inch man quickly told himself He found a reason and said that he had a strong sense of purpose, which made the short fat man who was listening keep nodding.

"Supervision?"

"If you can't think about it, put yourself in jail."

"Jie Ai?"

"Tsk, tsk, too dirty and dangerous."

"110 command?"

"Sorry, my waist can't bear it."

"Security?"

"He won't take us to play."

"Immigration?"

"Those who sit at the window cannot bear this crime."

"National Security?"

"No, I don't want to deal with one case for the rest of my life."

Jiang Hai was almost overjoyed by the three-inch male. He raised his leg and kicked the bed board above his head: "Are you kidding me? Do you want to follow the glasses to the economic investigation?"

The brother on the upper bunk finally calmed down. He must have been touched by his thoughts.

"What did I think it was? Three inches, no problem, it's all arranged anyway, and they don't have to pay us wages, so one more person is not much!" On the other bed next to it, the man with the bamboo pole laughed. road.

"Really?" The three-inch man hesitated.

"Why are you lying to me? You can follow me to the hall tomorrow." The bamboo pole man said simply, "What did you think it was? You started to attack me right after we started talking at night."

The knot in my heart is opened, my wish is fulfilled, and I am still the manager of the provincial department according to the meaning of the bamboo pole!

The three-inch man hugged the bamboo pole man's thigh without hesitation and said happily: "Thank you so much, foster father! My son is here to greet you!"

The short fat man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately shouted: "Father! Don't forget, you also have a son!"

"Go away! I don't want you two losers!"

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Listening to his roommates fooling around, Jiang Hai thought about his "brother-in-law"'s surprise when he returned to Dongzhou tomorrow.

However, according to my sister's temper, she should have come to the door early to inform her.

"Jiang Hai, why don't you come with us to the manager? We brothers can take care of each other if we are together." The three-inch man sleeping on Jiang Hai's bunk reached out and patted the guard board on the outside of the bed and suggested.

"Yes, yes, we are so happy together." The short fat man echoed.

The bamboo pole man didn't say anything, not because he was reserved this time to form the team, but more because he knew the character of his dormitory leader.

Although Jiang Hai looks smiling on the outside and looks nonchalant and easy-going every day, he actually has his own pride deep down.

This kind of behavior, this kind of nature that does not easily rely on others, is somewhat similar to the top students that Zhugan Man saw in his hometown's key high schools.

Just as he expected, Jiang Hai just found a reason and dismissed the matter.

No police academy student could refuse the opportunity to be an intern at the Economic Directorate, but Jiang Hai rejected it so lightly without even bothering to find a good reason.

The bamboo pole man couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Hai, what project are you planning to take on this time?"

"Anti-K." Jiang Hai didn't want to show off in front of his good brothers.

"Anti-K? We don't have a place in the East China Sea to study this stuff. Are you going to XJ?" Among the people in the dormitory, Zhugan, who was considered to have seen the world, was the first to react and analyze it, "Now we are engaged in the One Belt and One Road initiative. At the critical moment, the biggest problem in the west is the K elements. It is definitely a great idea for you to start with anti-K elements."

Zhugan paused for a moment, then asked doubtfully: "Do you have any acquaintances in XJ?"

"No."

"Then... wait, I remember you followed Professor Lin to NJ last time, could it be..."

"My detective, it's very late, go to bed."

After saying that, Jiang Hai closed his eyes and allowed his roommates to speculate without answering.

The next morning, Jiang Hai, who had had a dreamless night, was the first to get up in the dormitory. He rushed to the provincial bus passenger transport center in a hurry and got on the first bus back to Dongzhou.

Lifting his elbows and leaning against the car window, feeling the cool morning breeze, Jiang Hai felt particularly comfortable.

Although it takes a few hours longer, the bus is a full 30 yuan cheaper than the train. For Jiang Hai, whose parents are divorced, it is a good choice if he is not in a hurry.

The bus slowly drove onto the highway heading to Dongzhou.