Street guy, what's wrong with having too many first-class merits?

The old man was very angry, but the old man was very angry.

"Ding, the system is binding..."

"Ding, the host has successfully bound to the system for punishing traitors and eliminating evil..."

"Ding, the novice gift package has been issued, is the system open..."

With a burst of sound, Cui Jue also woke up from confusion. He was binding the system

Golden finger?

Life peak assistant?

God-making plan?

If heaven had not given birth to Cui Jue,... would the eternal night have lasted forever?

Just when Cui Jue was going from shock to fantasy, the system's voice sounded again.

"Ding, the host's thoughts are detected. Please don't dream unrealistically. This system is a system for punishing evil. The host can obtain good and evil values ​​by solving cases..."

After the system's answer, Cui Jue also understood his own system. Good and evil values ​​are obtained by catching criminals, and good and evil values ​​can be used to draw prizes.

"Ding, do you want to open the novice gift package..."

The system's voice sounded again.

"Open the novice gift package."

"Ding, open the novice gift package, get the Eye of Good and Evil, which can distinguish right from wrong. After opening, anyone who is seen by the Eye of Good and Evil will be shown the good and evil things he has done in his life. Help the host catch criminals."

After a period of exploration, Cui Jue also understood how to use the Eye of Good and Evil. After opening it, he felt a coolness in his eyes and could see farther than before. He couldn't help but walk to the hall to try his own Eye of Good and Evil.

Walking out of the police area, I saw the good and evil values ​​displayed on the heads of other colleagues, which were generally white or yellow. White means that the person has not done evil. Yellow means that this person is kind-hearted and has helped many people.

The entire police station is full of white names, except for Zhang Jianjun, who manages household registration. He has a slightly yellow hair. Zhang Jianjun is also an old man in the station. He is a retired soldier assigned to Donghe Police Station.

Cui Jue also heard from his father that Zhang Jianjun has excellent military qualities. If he had not been seriously injured in the process of rescuing hostages, he would not have retired early.

Cui Jue looked at the glimmer on Zhang Jianjun's head, thinking that this was the credit earned by the soldier for his dedication to the country. He also respected this household registration policeman who has always been unknown.

"Uncle Zhang, let me see what good tea you have here." Cui Jue sat down next to Zhang Jianguo.

"Haha, you don't know how to drink tea, so don't come here to play with my tea leaves. Get familiar with the environment."

"Ah, what's so familiar about it? I used to come here every few days."

"Yes, you are an old acquaintance of Donghe Police Station, and you have wasted my tea leaves before."

Listening to Zhang Jianguo teasing him, Cui Jue was a little embarrassed. After all, it was not a glorious thing.

"Uncle Zhang, it's just some tea leaves. I'll go to the director's office one day. I'll take out the good tea hidden under the table for you to taste."

"Don't, Li An will beat you if he knows. His precious tea leaves are all taken out to drink when the leaders come to inspect. He doesn't drink them himself."

Speaking of Li An's tea leaves, Cui Jue was speechless. After all, who knew that a director would have two kinds of tea in his room, one is the West Lake Longjing tea that the leaders drink during inspections, and the other is the "high-grade broken tea" that he usually drinks for ten yuan a can.

The so-called "high-grade broken tea" is a pile of broken tea leaves mixed together. Datou and others have also complained about Li An. After all, he is the director of the police station, but he drinks this pile of tea dregs, which is really speechless =_=.

Li An also called it "tasting the world's flavors."

That pile of broken tea leaves has all kinds of tea, which is not tasting the world's flavors.

Cui Jue and Zhang Jianguo chatted for a while, then got up and left. Although the household registration window is usually not very busy, if someone comes to handle household registration, they will have no time to pay attention to Cui Jue. Just now, a few people came to handle household registration business.

Cui Jue also wanted to return to his police district and wait for Zhang Meng and others to come back. After all, it was his first day at work and he didn't know anything. Others had their own tasks. They had no time to teach him when they were busy.

As soon as Cui Jue walked into the case handling hall, he saw that Zhang Meng and Su Yu had returned, and they had brought back a human trafficker.

"Big Head Brother is back so soon, what's the matter?"

"Don't say it, this guy was caught peeping in the women's bathhouse, and he was just brought back."

Cui Jue looked at Zhang Meng escorting this sloppy man who looked a bit wretched. He thought it was a good opportunity to test his eyes of good and evil.

Then he saw that the man upstairs had a red name on his head...