Pingchuan City is in the Zhoushan Empire and is a second-level city with a population of more than 3.6 million. The city has five districts. In terms of area and population alone, Zhenbao District is the largest, with the overall economic conditions ranking second. The data is very good. In fact, Zhenbao District is an undefeated civilian area.

The area of ​​the Zhenbao District Police Branch is the largest among all the branches and the largest number of people. Even so, it still feels that the police force is insufficient.

According to the Zhoushan imperial system, the police station is divided into four parts: Feihu, Criminal, Patrolman, and Internal Affairs. This is also the so-called four police departments. Among the four departments, the patrolman has the largest number of people and the most complicated matters.

From old ladies to fall, neighbors quarrels, domestic violence, to traffic diversion, security patrols, fights, to gang fights, guns and robberies. It can be said that everything is in charge, but nothing is in charge.

If you have small matters, you can help me if you can. If you can’t help, you can transfer it to the civil affairs and welfare departments.

The same is true for ordinary events. When they cannot be controlled, the corresponding department will come forward.

When major events happen, patrol officers usually arrive first, setting up cordons, fire support, etc. In fact, when dealing with things, the Flying Tigers, the Fighting Tigers, the criminal police, and the criminal police, the final sweep, naturally return to the patrol officers.

Patrol police can be said to be a typical example of having too much trouble and having heavy responsibilities, and having little power and little money to take the blame.

As a violent agency, offending people is absolutely indispensable. If you warn to deal with the matter of expelling temporary workers, you will not be a criminal policeman, it cannot be a Flying Tigers, and you will not be able to escape the patrol team.

Zhenbao Branch has four buildings. As the department with the most affairs and the most staffed, it only occupies two floors of one of the buildings, less than one-tenth of the police station. Except for a limited number of offices, it is like a vegetable market all day long, with endless crowds and endless noise.

As the saying goes, the omnipotent patrol officer is everywhere and can do everything, can help the old lady, catch hooligans, pick up vegetable leaves, and draw kinetic guns.

After passing through the crowd and squeezing through the wall, my ears finally became a little clearer. I looked up and wrote a few big words on it - the Office of the Patrol Captain.

The girl knocked on the door a few times, pushed it open and walked in. Du Qian pretended to be honest and walked in.

As one of the four chiefs of the district police station, this patrol captain's office is too shabby, less than 60 square meters. There are rows of cabinets beside the wall, a small desk on the front, and a table behind, and an inspirational couplet hanging on the wall behind.

In front of the desk, I barely put down two chairs, no sofa or coffee table, and naturally there were no cups on it. All I had was a low water dispenser placed in the corner of the wall.

A middle-aged man was sitting behind the office, writing in a hurry, and asked without raising his head: "What's the matter? Don't talk nonsense, just say it."

"Uncle Leng, it's me. I've brought me what my mother told you." The girl had long been used to such scenes and didn't think the other party looked down on her.

"Ah... it's Miss Zhang, sit down." The middle-aged man raised his head, put down his pen, and said enthusiastically.

"Uncle Leng, don't be so polite, just call me Xiaoxiu." Zhang Xiu said politely, pulling a chair open and sitting opposite the middle-aged man. As for Du Qian, it's better to stand, and there is no wink at all, so don't mess around.

You can't underestimate the middle-aged man in a messy and narrow office, the cluttered and busy middle-aged man, you can't underestimate him. This is the captain of the patrol police in Zhenbao District, the King of War with 150,000 combat power.

Being thrown in this thankless position either offends people or can’t be a human being. But his rights are really not small.

He took out a document from the drawer and threw it on the table: "Young man, sign it."

That casual look was like selling piglets. Du Qian felt like he was signing a contract to sell his body.

This matter was told by my aunt, and my cousin Zhang Xiu took him to do it personally, so it was impossible for him to really sell himself. He knew very well that the documents in front of him should be the personnel files of the patrol officers.

Although the little patrolman is a trivial person in the eyes of many people, in the eyes of civilians, the power of the patrolman is quite great.

A serious public official and violent law enforcement officer can call dozens or hundreds of accomplices with just one communication, which is much cooler than a gangster.

Not only does it have different statuses, it also makes a lot of money. Among the three major countries, the Zhoushan Empire ranks second in economic strength, not as good as the Zhenhai Alliance and higher than the Butian Republic. The per capita income last year exceeded 30 yuan, which is not very high and not too low.

A income of 30 yuan is enough to save some money, which is enough for the daily expenses of the family of three. But a family of three cannot have income for only one person, two incomes are only 60 yuan. Not only is it enough for daily expenses, but it can also have some extra money. Saving for more than ten years is not a dream to buy a car or a house.

As a public official, the patrolman has a low status but his income is not bad. The lowest-level patrolman has a monthly salary of more than fifty, not to mention some shameful small income. It is said that sometimes this income is higher than the salary.

Of course, not all public officials have such high incomes, but as a member of the violent organs, the police are definitely considered high-income people.

The consumption level of the Zhoushan Empire is not too low, nor is it high. A delicious ugly fish can only be six cents per pound, and a pound of meat is usually less than ten. A single dog earns fifty a month, which is five thousand cents, and you can eat meat every meal.

He still understands the rules after signing, taking out his identity card, putting it on the table, and gently pushing it to the middle-aged man. In fact, Du Qian's emotional intelligence may not be very high. Comparing with Thunder, it seems particularly high.

Just think about it, after living in the War Orphan School for ten years, only one of the hardcore brothers like Lei Ming, Du Qian's emotional intelligence is also worrying.

While talking to Zhang Xiu, he took the ID card and swiped it on the machine. He got it done. A small patrolman, who was recruited by him, the patrol captain, was recruited into the team. It was really nothing.

"Okay, at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, you come here to find me, I'll make arrangements for you. Xiaoxiu, when you go home, please tell me the good news. There are so many things to do here, so I won't keep you." The middle-aged man said.

"Okay Uncle Leng, I will tell my mother when I'm having a meal." Zhang Xiu looked very cold, but I really don't know how much higher his emotional intelligence than Du Qian.

Of course, there are also problems with temperament here, as well as acquired development. How high can you expect a young man who grew up in a war orphan school? It is already good to not feel happy about others without any place.

Du Qian himself didn't feel it, and the general public naturally had a reputation. Almost all the students who graduated from there had psychological problems and could not receive guidance. It would be impossible for them to integrate into society without ten or eight years.

From this perspective, Du Qian's emotional intelligence is really top-notch among classmates, and is very close to the emotional intelligence of a normal person.

Leaving the Zhenbao Branch, Linglu continued to move forward, drove out for a few minutes, entered a relatively new community, and stopped in front of a high-rise building.

"Come with me."

Press the kinetic energy ladder and go straight to the twenty-eighth floor, take out the door card, and open the door. This is a small apartment of more than fifty square meters. There are very few things in the room, and it looks brighter than the office of the patrol captain.

"This is the room key, this is the rental contract, the rent has been paid for one year." The key was handed over to Du Qian.

"Thank you." Du Qian took it silently, and was kind-hearted. The fool could hear it. Du Qian was very cold and had no intention of thanking him at all.

"You don't have to be polite. I know you are angry. If there is a possibility, my mother would have taken you in back then. You are his only blood relative in this world except me. You know everything about her, so I won't say much."

Seeing that Du Qian didn't respond, Zhang Xiu sighed softly: "Mom and I have only so many people who can help you, so take care of yourself." After that, he walked out of the door and brought the door with him.

After a while, Du Qian was motionless and dazed. After a few minutes, he threw the backpack in his hand to the ceiling, jumped up, and fell head-on into the soft mattress. He screamed: "Ahhh... I finally have my own room. I no longer have to smell the smell of thunder feet. Listening to the snoring of thunder, this is my paradise."

Fortunately, Zhang Xiu had already gone downstairs at this time. If she saw this scene, I really don’t know what she would feel.

Aunt’s apology? What kind of fun is that?

When he was eight years old, Du Qian lost his parents, and his only relative was his blood relative, his father's sister. With such blood relatives, he did not have to choose a war orphan school, but his aunt did not adopt him.

It would be false to say that there is no resentment, but as he grows up, he naturally understands more naturally. He is very clear about his aunt's situation and it is impossible to adopt him.

Usually, he looked at his aunt and cousin very coldly, but they did a lot for themselves behind their backs. Du Qian chose to watch silently and never showed it. He knew that if he showed his enthusiasm, it would only be trouble.

My aunt doesn’t know how to pretend, so she dares not see her. My cousin can pretend, so she is the one who comes out. She can also pretend, so this can ensure that it will not cause more trouble to them.

It's not easy to live.

After half an hour of joy, I stood in front of the mirror, standing attentively, like a heroic image of a patrol uniform with a kinetic gun on my waist. From time to time, I snatched my gun on my right waist and pulled out my gun to shoot. It was so exciting.

At the beginning, Du Qian was a little unhappy about his aunt's arrangements. He was more inclined to join the army, and at least he could save the trouble of repaying the loan. After all, Du Qian is also a boss, even though he only has one brother, he is also the boss.

After ten years, after removing half of the state subsidies, Du Qian also needs to repay a loan of 2,800 yuan. Even if the interest rate for the living loan of the war orphans is extremely low, it is only a little higher than interest-free, that is also the interest rate. 2,800 yuan, the base is too large, and this is a huge sum of money.
Chapter completed!