"Zhou Jingzhe, what happened in the morning was reported to the branch. The superiors scolded you for being too emotional. They gave you three days' leave and asked you to hand in your work permit."

The afternoon I returned to the police station from the orphanage, I was summoned by the police and my work permit was taken away. This made me a little surprised and a little helpless.

The person responsible for summoning me for suspension was Li Zhizhong, who often drank with me and Lao Huang. Maybe the bureau considered taking care of my emotions and asked an acquaintance to inform me, but why didn't they ask Lao Huang to tell me about it?

I asked Li Zhizhong exactly what he said, and he said that Lao Huang was dragged into the water by me and was scolded for his poor supervision. If our auxiliary police and regular police officers commit crimes while on duty, the latter will be held responsible. Fortunately, this incident happened

The commotion was not too big, and Huang was only criticized and educated in the office.

Li Zhizhong said that the naughty child who escaped from the orphanage ran to several branches in the city, and our place made the most ugly noise. The general administration criticized the branch's overall attendance quality to be improved, so our trip was not only

He made a fool of himself and offended his immediate boss in disguise.

I was suspended for three days and 500 RMB was deducted from my salary for that month. This was my punishment. I don’t know what happened to Lao Huang, but it probably won’t be serious. I handed in my work permit and said that it happened to stop raining in the afternoon and I wanted to go out for a walk to rest.

For a moment, Li Zhizhong didn't say much. Everyone could tell that I was not in a good mood. Of course, it wasn't because my salary was deducted and the plan for the Xintiandi Club this month was ruined. I wasn't going to make a bad face because of this kind of thing. I was in a bad mood.

Comfort comes from other things.

"Young man, it's a good thing to be a little angry and hate evil as much as possible, but you still have to pay attention to it. You have to be transparent when dealing with things in the system. Every move you make not only represents yourself. It doesn't matter if you go out for a walk. Why don't you be a naughty kid?

Jiewa, the orphanage will take care of her."

Li Zhizhong gave me the last word of advice and said nothing. He handed me an umbrella and said it might rain in the afternoon. I was already depressed. Wouldn’t it be extremely depressing if I went for a walk and ended up drowned?

I took the umbrella and said thank you, Brother Li. After a while, Lao Huang came out to apologize to me and said I should go for a walk.

But I said I wanted to go for a walk, but I really didn’t know where to go. There seemed to be no peaceful place in this coastal city. This is a common problem in big cities. There are endless traffic lights and lights on the streets.

The zebra crossing, the impenetrable dense forest of high-rise buildings in front of me, the steel bars and cement and soil dyed the sky the same gray, and the noise and the sound of car horns were all in my ears.

I walked around aimlessly on the street with a folded umbrella, like a stray dog ​​that strayed into the big city, foraging for food in the garbage dump. At least a stray dog ​​can grin when approached, but I can't, because I

I am an auxiliary police officer. Even if I am suspended, I am still an auxiliary police officer and a public servant of the people. When others scold me, I have to reason and try to be reasonable. When others hit me, I can only hide.

But how can I reason with things like today, and who can I reason with? Having no reason to reason is even more uncomfortable than being punched.

I remembered what Brother Li said at the end. I’m afraid that the little girl who went around calling the police must have an educational corporal punishment tonight. If she committed such a big thing, she would be slapped on the palm with a bamboo board and posted on the Internet. It would be a waste of time.

The police force in the branch cannot be excused by saying "she is still a child".

This time I suffered a loss and fell into trouble. Maybe I really should restrain my temper like Brother Li said. If I hadn't had this temper, I wouldn't have been so aggressive. I didn't even go to college and wanted to go out and try my best.

I would have wasted my good time wandering around in this city for so long. It just so happened that I had three days off to reflect and think about the future.

I got hungry while walking, and it was evening. I happened to pass by a KFC and bought a hamburger set meal. When I was paying, I suddenly remembered that Lao Huang had a daughter to raise, and his wife was a full-time housewife.

If your salary is deducted, it will definitely be difficult to pay. I will take the time to ask Brother Li tomorrow to find out how much salary Lao Huang has been deducted from me. I will have to make up for it. Even if I have to pay for my daughter's milk powder this month, it can't hinder her daughter's milk powder money, right?

I took the burger and prepared to leave the store, but when I opened the door, the windy and rainy weather hit my face. Damn it, this city is like this. The weather changes at any time, and it seems like it will never stop raining. Could it be?

Is there really a Dragon King who lives by the sea?

Eating a hamburger and watching the rain, my mood suddenly became depressed because of this gloomy and cold afternoon. The rain blocked the commotion on the road. I sucked a Coke and looked at the passers-by who were running like crazy without umbrellas. I felt like I

Even if they brought an umbrella, they would be as embarrassed as if they didn't. At least they would have their wives and children to cook for them when they get home. When I go back to the rental house, I can only order takeout. My salary has been deducted, so I can't order takeout. I just buy a box.

I can handle instant noodles starting from today.

 After I finished eating the burger, I crumpled up the oil paper and threw it into the trash can. I thought, why don't I just give in and call my cousin and ask him to tell my family about what I want to go back to?

I have never told Lao Huang or Lao Li that I ran away from home. In fact, my family is quite big in Xiangyang. As for how big it is, I have hidden the red envelope money for a year since I was a minor.

It's enough for me to see it after playing in second-tier cities for two or three years.

In my memory, during the Chinese New Year, there were so many aunts and uncles visiting us, and they were all very grand and luxurious. Bentleys, Mercedes-Benz S-series and even Rolls-Royces were like crucian carp crossing the river. This uncle ran a glass factory.

That cousin works in cutting-edge metal. Even the cousin who is closest to me in age is very popular among the troops stationed on the border of this city. If I am willing to admit that I am a coward and go home and get scolded, I will definitely be better than him.

Doing well now.

When I thought about this, my mood suddenly became brighter and I became much less depressed. It seems that I am not really at the end of my rope. To be honest, I am stupid and want to be beaten by society for being a bitch.

To be honest, I am the young master of the Zhou family who is here to experience life. It is just that after five or six years of experience, there are still no bodyguards in black to welcome me, the Dragon King, back. This is really bad.

After drinking the Coke, it was almost evening, and my mood became a little normal. The resentment of being suspended also flowed into the drainage channel like the rain outside. I no longer wanted to wander around. Who knows the rain?

Will there be another inexplicable explosion underground? Don't blow my umbrella by then. It's an umbrella owned by the bureau and I have to return it tomorrow.

Holding an umbrella, I walked to a sparsely populated street. It was raining really hard, and the streets were covered with mist. The lights of passing cars were also on. Ah Q was wasting too much time in KFC, so he could concentrate on himself and comfort himself.

, I missed the best time to take a taxi. Now most of the taxis are full. I can only take the subway back to say where did I end up wandering around in this city while being depressed?

I looked for the nearest road sign, and it said that Darjeeling Station on Route 2 was 300 meters away. Oh dear, I walked all the way from the city to the south of the city? If I walked a little further, I could see the Pearl Tower along the coast of the southern suburbs of the city.

Already?

Oh, south of the city, isn’t the orphanage we went to in the morning in this circle? (The previous text was "North of the City", the typo has been corrected)

I turned my head and looked around. I haven't been here very often. I don't know where the orphanage is, but I don't plan to go there anymore. What can I do if I go? Is it a private visit incognito?

The staff and the dean would probably feel like they were seeing a ghost when they saw me, and if they called the bureau to report me, I would really be miserable and walk around.

I sighed and prepared to take the subway and go home. My mind was numb from the wind and rain and I wanted to think about everything. On a rainy day, I just wanted to go home, lie down, rest, and think about things.

I watched "Story Club" to pass the time, so I would make a bucket of instant noodles to deal with it later, and wait for the bloody drama to start at 8 o'clock in the evening to help me sleep. This was indeed my original plan, until I saw a person who definitely should not appear on the street.

The person above.

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 First of all, I would like to state that although I, Zhou Jingzhe, am 25 years old and single, I have absolutely no bad habits or habits, and I am not a lolita or pedophile.

The reason why I explain this is because I recognized the little girl at a glance from a hundred meters away in the heavy rain. The little girl who reported the police in the morning. My eyesight is 1.2, but this distance was a hundred meters away. I thought in the heavy rain.

It's still a bit difficult to recognize someone, but I don't know why. The moment I saw her, I recognized her. It was like a unique feeling, like she and I had some kind of connection.

The more we talked, the more I started to feel like a pedophile.

But the most important thing is that I followed her like a weird uncle. I was very curious about how this little girl came out of the orphanage again. When I went to the orphanage in the morning, I noticed the wall.

It's so high that I can't climb over it even if Lao Huang puts my feet on it, not to mention that there are wire rings and glass shards on it to prevent people with evil intentions from stealing the child.

I got closer but I kept a distance of twenty or thirty meters so as not to be noticed by her. I saw her standing in front of a grocery store, trying to say something to the boss under the light, and holding something like a notebook in her hand.

?

I couldn't hear what they were saying, the rain was too loud, but I just saw the boss wave her hand, and she put the thing away, hid it in her clothes, turned and ran out of the grocery store. I couldn't help but say,

I'll go. Because it's raining heavily on the street now. This little girl didn't have an umbrella or a raincoat, so she jumped in the puddles and ran around in the street. What's the point of slipping?

Then she fell and fell face down into a puddle. Then she quickly got up and ran under a nearby tree as if she had seen a ghost. She kept shaking her clothes. I thought you were going to be soaked in the rain.

Just get your body wet. Is there anyone who wipes the water while taking a shower?

After that, she stood under the tree for a while, then ran out again, running along the rainy street, and after a few steps she entered an open noodle shop. I didn't know if she was hungry and wanted to make noodles or something, so I followed her.

I walked under the tree where she was standing just now, and when I lowered my head, I saw a notebook on the ground that was soaked with water. I squatted down and carefully opened the paper with my nails, and then saw a portrait of a childlike person inside. As for why

It's childlike, but when I look at the painting "Dad, Mom, Me" painted by Lao Huang's daughter, I can't tell who is who. The poor drawings in this notebook are about the same level as the above.

But I didn't laugh. I squatted under the tree with an umbrella under my arms, and carefully turned it over again. It was still the same portrait of a person, with one nose and two eyes. The paper was mushy after being soaked in water, but I could still barely make out the painting.

It's a boy, right? A boy?

 Oh, boy.

I closed my notebook in the rain, stood up, and walked to the grocery store holding an umbrella. The boss asked me what I wanted to buy. I said I was a policeman. Did the little girl just come over and ask you something?

The boss said, ah, yes, she seemed to say that her brother was lost, and asked me if I had seen her brother with a portrait of a man. I really wanted to ask her where her family was and if I wanted to call the police for her. She suddenly

He ran away as if he had seen a ghost. Don't fall if it's raining heavily.

 I thought in my heart that she had already fallen, and she even fell to the ground. Her brother's portrait was soaked.

 The boss asked me if I wanted cigarettes. I said that this month’s cigarette money had been turned into KFC and I ate it.

Under the confused gaze of the boss, I walked out of the store with an umbrella. When I turned around, I saw the back of the noodle shop running out not far away. This time I ran to the intersection and waited patiently for the traffic light in the heavy rain.

Waiting for what the green team was doing, of course they continued to ask across the street and door to door. The development and process of the matter were the same. A little girl ran into the store on a heavy rainy day. Her face was pale, very tired, and maybe very hungry. She whispered

She whispered to the people in the store, have you seen my brother? Then she took out the portrait of the person in the notebook. The people in the store said no, do you need me to call the police to help you? So she said nothing again.

He ran away without a sound, leaving no chance for anyone to help him.

  After all, she had gone to the police, and in more than one place, but everyone felt that there was something wrong with her brain, and that she should have been sent to a mental hospital or juvenile detention center if she hadn't been so young.

As soon as the light turned green at the intersection, she rushed towards the other side. I trotted to follow him and stopped him, but when I saw the car lights that suddenly illuminated her, I almost screamed that there was a bastard with no family running the red light!

I braked hard, the tires slipped in the rain and I almost didn't stop, but the accident didn't happen in front of me. The old Santana stopped beside the girl, but it also touched her and pushed her onto the zebra crossing.

After another fall, the driver opened the car door despite the rain. He first looked at the little girl who was hurriedly getting up. After making sure that she was not injured, he started pointing at her nose and yelling, "You have a mother but not a father, you little bastard."

Are you running across the road so fast to get reincarnated, or are you helping the national family planning program to reduce the population?!

The little girl was scolded so much that she didn't dare to say a word. She stood in the rain with her head lowered as if she was apologizing. The owner of the broken Santana still pulled her arm reluctantly as if to drag him to the side of the road, and almost pulled her to the side of the road again.

It was torn down and fell.

I lost my temper and rushed up to the guy with an umbrella, pushing him in the back and saying, "You damn thing, you ran a red light. Are you showing off your compulsory traffic insurance or commercial insurance? Driving on a rainy day."

A car ran a red light? I could see it clearly from the sidelines. You want us to go to the police station to make a fuss and check the CCTV to find out who is seeking death and contributing to family planning?"

The owner of the Santana car was stunned by my stupid aura. He hesitated for a while and came up because he knew that he ran a red light and was just bullying other children. I couldn't quarrel with him, but I was different.
To be continued...