Julien
Yancheng Municipal Public Security Bureau, at exactly 8 o'clock in the morning.
Staff from various departments have begun to arrive one after another. Xiao Sun, a logistics staff member of the administrative office, yawned and carried a new bucket of water to the old director's office. When he pushed the door, he found that Director Zhang had made the first cup of tea and was calling with a serious look.
Their old director is over 50 years old and very thin. He is an old antique with a hot temper. He always brings his own tea everywhere he goes. He usually uses a non-smart phone that can be charged once and standby for half a month. He never wears casual clothes when he goes to work. He switches several uniforms back and forth throughout the year. There is a deep pattern between his eyebrows, just like Erlang Shen's third eye. It is his accumulated "no one can like you" and laughs once, which is comparable to the blooming of an iron tree.
The old landline phone in the office was a bit of a noise. Xiao Sun half-kneeled on the ground and tore the packaging of the bucket of water. Hearing someone on the other end of the phone said noisyly: "Leader, I know that this matter is in my jurisdiction now. It is indeed my dereliction of duty, but..."
Xiao Sun looked at Director Zhang’s two unsatisfactory eyebrows and thought to himself: What happened again?
Yancheng is hosting a very important international conference. Now leaders and journalists from all over the world are here. Many enterprises and schools have been on vacation. Private cars in the city are restricted from odd and even numbers, and all security departments are in high tension.
Xiao Sun saw the old director starting to lightning and thunder from his neck, deliberately lowered his voice and said as gently as possible: "Nanping Avenue North, less than three kilometers away from the main venue. I said during the meeting before that no matter what happens this month, it is best to clear the mobile stalls on the side of the road. You can directly cause a murder case for me. Lao Wang, "Exceed the task."
"But leader, it was midnight..."
"The notice of strengthening night patrols was issued to various units one month in advance. Do you also want to ask criminals to maintain eight hours of work and production interest?"
"Yes, I'm not shirking responsibility. Even you know that the West District of Flower Market is already chaotic and has a large number of foreign population..."
Director Zhang patiently talked to the person in charge of the Huashi District Branch for five minutes, and found that not only did he have no intention of reflection, but he also made excuses with "You have to say something, I have to say something." He was angry and got angry without warning. He yelled out with great strength: "I know what's the matter! The West District is not your jurisdiction? It's not your territory? You are talking to me now, what's the hell going to do!"
Xiao Sun and the branch director on the other end of the phone were both shocked by his roar on the ground.
Director Zhang picked up the cup and took a sip of the tea to relieve the fire. He accidentally clarified the tea roots and sprayed the tea leaves back to the bottom of the cup.
Then, he stretched out his "one-yang finger" and poked the word "choke" on the dusty keyboard. The overwhelming news screenshots in the intranet system flashed the screen.
Early this morning, a ferocious male corpse was found in the alley of the West District of Huashi. At first, it was regarded as a curious gossip news and posted it online. However, there were more alarmist things on the Internet than this, and it did not cause any splashes at the beginning. However, the leaders of the Huashi District Branch were afraid that something might happen during the sensitive period and did something stupid - they wanted to press the matter quietly. They first deleted the post, and then wanted to cover up that it was discovered that the body of a homeless man with unknown cause of death was found.
Unexpectedly, the few gangsters who first discovered the body took clear photos of the scene and spread them in a very sensational way. Combined with the previous secret attitudes of the branch, the citizens who were riding on the bus and subway to catch the morning rush hour had a rich association, and made the nothing happened fermented into the city. Even the municipal government called to inquire.
Director Zhang put on reading glasses and clicked on a post with the highest clicks before it was deleted, titled "A suspected robbery and choke gang in the city." Obviously, this statement is very popular, and there are pictures and truth. As soon as he opened it, a photo of the corpse without mosaic was spread on the screen with great impact.
Director Zhang: "..."
He felt that he had just shouted too early, but he was old and he couldn't get up no matter how high the tune was, so he had to return to normal volume: "I feel that you are a bit miserable in our system. You should let you go to an advertising company to work. This publicity effect is amazing."
"They are all those little bastards who are afraid of the world being in chaos. They take photos of dead people. Do you think they are immoral? Leader, don't worry, I have all been detained by those people, and the photos and posts are being deleted, so I can definitely control them!"
Director Zhang leaned on the back of the chair and kept rubbing his eyebrows: "The most important thing now is to seize the time to solve the case. Some murderers take the murderer, some criminals arrest the prisoner, and delete the post... Are you an online manager? This matter must be handled as soon as possible and control the mouths of your subordinates. Later, I will transfer a few people from the municipal bureau to serve as technical guidance for you. Wang Hongliang, within a week, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, report it yourself!"
Director Zhang sneered the branch director's face and lowered the phone number. Xiao Sun quickly put the empty bucket aside and raised his small notebook with a premonition that the old director might have something to say.
Sure enough, Director Zhang made a gesture to him: "Go and call the people from the Criminal Investigation Brigade to come."
Xiao Sun raised his head and said, "Director Zhang, have you called me here?"
Director Zhang pondered for a moment, and his eyes fell on the LCD screen in front of him. The face of the corpse in the photo had already appeared ugly and swollen, and his facial features were distorted, but it could still be seen that it was a young man's face. He opened his mouth, as if he was a little surprised, and looked at the camera in a daze.
"Let Luo Wenzhou find Luo Wenzhou and ask him to take someone to travel in person." Director Zhang said, "The case may not be complicated. Tell him that when this month passes, I will deal with Wang Hongliang's old thing. He knows what to do."
Xiao Sun: "…"
Director Zhang's eyes crossed the presbyopian lenses and looked at him in confusion.
"Zhang, Director Zhang," Xiao Sun forced a smile, "Captain Luo...he hasn't come yet."
Luo Wenzhou is a man who works every day. As long as he is not on duty, he is required to arrive at work at 8:30 and he will never appear at the work station at 8:29.
That day, he caught up with his number limit. Luo Wenzhou didn't want to squeeze into the bus, so he simply dug out a "28" from their basement that could enter the museum. He overhauled it himself and rode on the road.
He looked very handsome and almost youthful, but his expression and temperament could be seen as a mature man. He was stuffed with headphones and tucked his shirt sleeves. He was vaguely muscled lines under his fitted casual shirt. He had a pair of long legs that could stretch his feet to support the ground with his old-style crossbeam. There were dozens of pancakes hanging on the left handlebar, and six or seven cups of soy milk were falling on the right handlebar. Luo Wenzhou relaxed his hands on the severely overloaded handlebar and drove into the city gate on time.
As soon as he entered the door, Luo Wenzhou saw the guard stopping a girl who sent flowers.
"Not allowed to enter - why not let it enter? Girl, this is the Public Security Bureau, not Huaguoshan, okay? Emails are placed in the security check registration at the door mail room."
"How can flowers be placed in the mailroom? Wouldn't it be wilted?" The girl who sent the flower turned around and saw Luo Wenzhou, she pointed and said, "If I don't let me in, why would the takeaway delivery person let me in?"
Doorman: "…"
Luo Wenzhou looked up and laughed at the girl who delivered the flower and laughed out loud: "Because of the handsome and elegant delivery of takeaway, the jade tree is in the wind."
The guard was full of sorrow for the image of the city bureau: "...Captain Luo is early."
"Beautiful, did you eat it? I took it myself if I didn't eat it." Luo Wenzhou carried the car on one foot, "Beauty, who did the flowers for? I'll bring them in for you."
The little girl who sent the flowers was very embarrassed by him and went to flirt with the small card in a panic: "Oh... I'll give the Criminal Investigation Brigade, a gentleman named Tao Ran."
At half past eight, Luo Wenzhou walked into the office on time and threw the flowers on Tao Ran's table: "You..."
As soon as he said this, Director Zhang sent someone to arrest him in anger. Luo Wenzhou had to hold back Houwen first, and reached out to press the table heavily: "Wait for me to come back."
The entire criminal investigation brigade was shocked and stared at the bouquet of fresh flowers in front of Officer Tao in a daze, as if a time bomb was buried under the pedicel.
Policewoman Joe took out a magnifying glass and disposable gloves from the drawer, carefully leaned over from the desk next door, observed the bouquet, and then took out a perfume card in kraft paper.
The brave young girl opened the card with a serious expression under everyone's eyes, and saw that it was written in very straight regular script: "The wind is very strong, my hands and feet are cold, but my heart is very warm. But I don't understand why, my heart is always soft. I want to get close to you so that I won't feel sad." [Note]
"The signature is a 'fee'," said Lang Qiao, "what is it?"
Tao Ran snatched it back: "Don't mess around, give it to me."
"I've been having a fuss for a long time and it was my girlfriend's gift. I thought Boss Luo wanted to confess to you in public."
A group of colleagues around him stroked their chests, and "I was scared to death" sounded one after another. Then, the bachelors recovered their combat effectiveness at the speed of light, stepped forward to divide up the breakfast brought by Luo Wenzhou, and at the same time, they dutifully carried the banner of denunciating "heretics".
"Part Pacific, when did you leave the group? Did you report it? Did the organization agree?"
"Taotao is not angry and not interested enough."
"Partner Team Tao, I still have 37.6 yuan left in my monthly salary this time. I don't have the money to buy dog food. Anyway, you have to do it."
"Go and go," Tao Ran put away the card, and found an inconspicuous place to hide the flowers, "Where did you get your girlfriend? Don't make trouble."
When everyone heard this, a bunch of evidence was exposed to public. The man wanted to get away with it, and suddenly rushed forward like a furious person, intending to send a siege to the Tao deputy team.
Chapter completed!