Police Detective

The man came in an extremely excited mood and directly asked to see Bai Song.

Speaking of which, he didn't know Bai Song's name, so he just told the policewoman on duty at the front desk to look for the tall, extremely handsome policeman, and the policewoman immediately knew who it was.

Well, this description is extremely accurate.

Bai Song was still questioning the old man in the case handling area at this time. When he heard someone calling him, he asked him about the situation and said to wait for five minutes.

It's not that Bai Song wants to leave that person alone, it's mainly that his inquiry has entered a critical period.

"You mean, you have already calculated that we will arrest you today?" Bai Song found it interesting.

"You can't say that," the old man shook his head, "but when I got up in the morning, I guessed that I would suffer a calamity today, but I didn't know the specific calamity."

"If that's the case, why are you still coming out?" Bai Song was a little curious.

"Police officer, in this world, you and I are all born and die in response to disaster." The old man shook his head gently: "It is not difficult to escape a disaster, but it will only lead to a greater disaster. You must know that all appearances are false, and all conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such..."

"Huasuo", Bai Song interrupted the old man's soliloquy: "I think it is unlikely that this person will be reformed, and his attitude towards admitting his mistakes is not good, which may cause serious social harm. It is better to punish him according to the maximum standard and detain him by public security." Fifteen days."

"Hmm..." Hua Suo also didn't like that this was an old cunning guy: "Okay, I'll report it to the legal department."

"Wait a minute!" The old man looked bad, "Mom, I'm used to oral pleasure!" This is not a place to show off!

His thoughts suddenly changed, and the old man immediately played the emotional card: "Boss... they are all just trying to make ends meet! I have an old man above me and a young man below me."

"You said the opposite," Bai Song corrected.

"Uh," the old man immediately changed his mind: "I have a young man above me and an old man below me. Uh, no, I didn't say anything against the leader just now."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Do you know that what you did is a fraud?" Bai Song said, "Think about it clearly before you answer."

"I've thought about it clearly. Yes, I admit my mistake." The old man knew that he had to bow his head. Under the eaves, this was really not a place for bragging.

Bai Song nodded: "Huasuo, you are busy first, I will go out to meet that person first."

"Well, Detective Bai, please go out." Huasuo nodded.

After Bai Song left, Hua Suo looked at Bai Song's back and felt a little thoughtful. He originally thought that Bai Song had nothing to do and had never seen a fortune teller before, so he deliberately teased the old man. However, he did not expect that the effect of these "boil-boiled" words was surprisingly good. Maybe you have to use some tricks to communicate with these people, but the old man quickly agreed to confess.

Of course, it's okay if he doesn't confess, and it can still be handled, but if he confesses like this, the procedure will be much faster.

At this moment, Huasuo was a little confused about Bai Song.

After Bai Song came out, the man's eyes lit up when he saw Bai Song: "Officer!"

"What's going on?" Bai Song was a little wary when he saw this banner.

On the one hand, Bai Song was worried that this man was not thanking him, but was looking for trouble. Sometimes unfurling the banner was not necessarily a good thing; on the other hand, someone had given him the banner just half a day after he arrived, and with his status as a "city bureau", There must be someone talking behind your back for show.

The man didn't know that the policeman in front of him was thinking so much, so he quickly opened the banner, which read, "Thank you, comrade police, for rescuing me from the dire straits. You are really the bright mentor and guiding light on my life's road!"

Bai Song tried to read out the content of the banner in one sentence, but he choked to death before he could finish the sentence!

The two sentences above and below appear on the banner like a couplet, which is called awkward. The problem is that there are 17 characters in each vertical line, and the font is so small that you can't see what it is if you don't get close.

Now, the second point that Bai Song was worried about no longer exists, because it is impossible for anyone to think that this is a show, unless everyone thinks that Bai Song is mentally retarded.

"Uh?" Bai Song couldn't help but paused: "What do you mean?"

"Thankfully I didn't buy that stock! Otherwise I would have suffered a big loss! Thank you police officer, you are more accurate than that fortune teller!" The man gratefully took out his mobile phone: "Look, the price dropped so badly in the afternoon!"

Bai Song was a little silent. He realized that all the serious words he had said to this man before were in vain. This man had never thought about Bai Song's instructions more than an hour ago.

However, Bai Song is not unhappy. Over the years, he has understood what "it's easy to change, but hard to change". If stock trading reaches the level of a man, the gap between him and a gambler will not be big.

"Okay, it's okay. Just be more careful in the future." Bai Song accepted the banner and didn't want to say more about the rest, it was meaningless.

"Police officer!" The man took out his mobile phone again: "Please help me see which of these stocks will rise."

Bai Song wanted to excuse himself and looked at it casually: "How did I know that with your list of stocks, I know Maotai?"

"Maotai?" The man shook his head: "This is the one that is least likely to rise. Think about it, people now know about health. I think young people don't drink anymore. It is impossible for alcohol prices to rise in the next few years. "

"That's right, don't ask me, I really don't understand." Bai Song shook his head.

"Ah?" The man was a little disappointed, "Well, thank you very much!"

OK. Bai Song took the banner, said goodbye to the man, and walked into the house. As a result, he ran into Political Commissar Yan coming towards him.

"Inspector Bai", Commissar Yan said with a smile on his face: "Someone gave you a banner, but you didn't tell me. This kind of thing must be recorded."

"There's no need for the pennant. It's not a big deal." Bai Song rolled up the pennant. "Next time, next time."

"How can this kind of thing happen again?" Political Commissar Yan said: "Although it is not a groundbreaking thing, it is still worthy of publicity."

Political Commissar Yan knew Bai Song's identity and felt that since Bai Song was working at the grassroots level, he definitely needed positive publicity, so he thought Bai Song was embarrassed. At this time, he should be more proactive.

"That's it." Bai Song handed the banner to Political Commissar Yan: "I really don't need it. Thank you for taking a look."

Political Commissar Yan watched Bai Song leave with some confusion. He opened the banner and looked at the long couplet on it. He was stunned for more than ten seconds, sighed, and then put the banner away.

This matter, like a gust of wind, simply drifted over. Bai Song did not leave in the afternoon. Just seeing that the old man was indeed approved for five days of public security detention, he was still a little emotional, and went to the Beijing Legal Affairs Department, yyds!

That night, Bai Song got off work, returned to his residence, and invited everyone to have dinner together. Those who had girlfriends took their girlfriends with them.

Today is Bai Song's first day at his new unit, and everyone wants to hear some new information he has to say. Even Xin Qiao is curious.

To be honest, it makes sense that people move to live and trees move to death. If people change the environment, they will always have new insights and new insights. Bai Song talked about today's events, which made everyone find it interesting.

"If you clearly tell others that this fortune-telling is for entertainment purposes, then it is not illegal. If it is for the purpose of losing money to eliminate disasters, etc., it is suspected of fraud and is an illegal act." Zhao Xinqiao said: "The definition here is still relatively vague. Sometimes in actual work, it is really up to each locality to decide.”

"Yeah, that makes sense." Bai Song realized that although he had passed the judicial examination, he still couldn't compare with such professionals.

"What about temples?" Wang Liang asked.

"Even if fortune-telling is really effective, temples will not use this method to make money," Zhao Xinqiao said: "Now temples have become more and more knowledgeable about how to operate. Many temples offer incense for free, and you can voluntarily donate a little money. ”

"Indeed." Wang Huadong nodded: "My mother told me before that many bosses in the south, especially those on the southeastern coast, are very professional in the temple business. They will hire a very contemporary one. The temple will be expanded or renovated, and then various monks will be introduced to add characters and make it magnificent and antique. During the construction and renovation period, local squires and wealthy businessmen will be invited to donate to reduce costs. After the official investment begins, there will be new operating methods. Don’t underestimate them, there will also be legal advisors behind them.”

"Will it be very profitable?" Wang Liang was a little confused.

"A better one, a temple, the annual net income is in the high eight to mid-nine figures," Wang Huadong said.

"Damn it, isn't this worse than fraud?" Wang Liang was confused: "Wait a minute, what does the big eight digits mean?"

"Seven to four to five billion," Bai Song explained, "That's indeed making money. Suddenly, I feel that the old man I arrested today is a bit pitiful."

"Capital is everywhere," Wang Huadong spread his hands: "But not everyone can do this, and the south will make more money than the north. They believe this."

"There is a little bit of truth. After people have money, their hearts become empty. Spending some money to calm down is not necessarily a bad thing," Zhao Xinqiao said: "Everything is dialectical."

"It makes sense," Bai Song said, "It's better than gambling."

"Not everyone understands that learning is a process of increasing one's own value, and making money sometimes depends on luck. It's just that learning more and increasing ability can make the probability of seizing opportunities higher," Wang Huadong said: "Many people are lucky. They are good people, they don’t have much education, but they can always win gambling again and again, and eventually become rich people. They are very empty, their health is not that good, their needs for material things and women are not that high, and they don’t go to incense. , but it’s awkward.”

"If you go into business in East China, you can probably make a lot of money, right?" Bai Song said.

"Maybe, doing business really depends on luck, but if my family can help me get started and point out the direction, it shouldn't be too bad," Hua Dong said, "But what's the point."

"Alas" Wang Liang sighed: "I think all of you are more suitable to be police officers than me."

"You are also very powerful~" Ma Ningning said from the side, and then hugged Wang Liang's arm.

"Yes, yes," Wang Liang was immediately full of energy: "I am a talent from the Thousand Talents Plan!"

Liu Shuyuan on the side saw this scene and lowered his head to eat his food.

Ren Xu didn't look at anything and was also eating.

Early the next morning, Bai Song finished his run early and arrived near the police station. There was a meeting this morning to formally introduce him.

The police station is not the same as other units. Most of the units call in on Mondays, but the police stations are on Tuesday because they are on duty on Saturdays and Sundays and have a day off on Mondays.

Because he came here on a run, Bai Song didn't eat before coming. He was not familiar with the cafeteria now, so he planned to have breakfast outside. After the official introduction today, he would go to the cafeteria to eat. Now he only knows Political Commissar Yan and Huasuo. If he is not in the cafeteria, he will be embarrassed and have to look at him.

Ever since, Bai Song casually entered a small restaurant, and then he was stunned. The cheapest set meal, 68 yuan?

Are you sure this is breakfast?

Bai Song withdrew and planned to go to the convenience supermarket next door, but found that the food and other items there were all imported, and the common cola was imported, costing seven or eight yuan a bottle.

this?

Then, Bai Song looked at the fruit and vegetable area. It seemed that Bai Song had never eaten all the fruits here.

It's not that I haven't seen them before. There are also common fruits like peaches and cherries here, but the quality is so high that Bai Song is put off. Without even thinking about it, it's not something he should consume with his income.

Gritting his teeth, Bai Song decided not to have breakfast. There was not even a breakfast stall in the street, which was outrageous!

Bai Song regretted it. He should have bought some food in front of his house and brought it over.

After running and hungry, Bai Song entered the police station.

The policeman at the front desk has been changed. Bai Song was not wearing a uniform at the moment, so he stopped Bai Song. Bai Song took out his police officer ID and explained, and then the policeman understood what was going on.

This is a young policeman. In fact, he should be a trainee policeman. He is here for internship. His name is Wang Di. There is a crutch hanging on his shoulder. Bai Song looked at the badge and police number and confirmed that he was his junior brother, grade 2014. This year should be my junior year. According to the school’s internship plan, this young man should have just arrived in early September and will be interning until January next year.

"Are you from the Ministry of Public Security?" Wang Di was shocked when he looked at the police officer's certificate. He had never seen anything like this written on the police officer's certificate!

"Hush, keep it secret." Bai Song pointed to his badge: "I'm at the grassroots level here."

"I understand!" The emperor quickly knew what a big secret he had: "I will definitely keep it a secret."

"I am your 07-level senior brother. If you have anything to say, tell me." Bai Song said, "I see your student number is 14C. You majored in investigation, right?"

The Police University has two campuses, namely the wooden area and the regimental area. The last place where Bai Song went to give lectures was the wooden area, which is the old campus, and the investigation department belongs to the regimental area, so he must have never seen Bai Song.

"Senior brother!" Wang Di was very excited: "We have four interns here including me, two girls and one boy. Senior brother, we will be relying on you from now on!"

"It's okay, it's all easy to say." Bai Song thought, these are seven levels younger than him, so naturally he should take care of them. The atmosphere among seniors at the Police Officer University is strong. This is why Bai Songlai went to Beijing to visit senior brother Liu Zhe. This is also a faithful portrayal of the strong vitality of this school.