While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 152
The next day, Song He confirmed with the system again and again that leaving the detection range of the system before the target of the mission was captured would not make the mission rewards he participated in disappear, so he called Gu Li who was busy and took a bus back to Yucheng of moving cars.

And when he returned to Yucheng, Wu Xuerui in police uniform was already waiting outside the high-speed rail station.

Song He's eyes were sharp, and he saw the policewoman from the Nancheng District Police Station from afar. He smiled and ran over with open arms.

Seeing this, Wu Xuerui snorted coldly, turned around and left, Song He was so frightened that she hurriedly begged for mercy: "Xiaoxue! Don't leave! I made a mistake, correct it immediately!"

Under the disdainful eyes of the other passengers leaving the station, Song He finally stopped Wu Xuerui.Then he walked forward as if nothing had happened, reaching out to grab Wu Xuerui's hand.

Snapped!
Wu Xuerui slapped the back of Song He's outstretched hand, a smile hidden in her almond-shaped eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Song He smiled without changing his expression: "Shake hands with our beloved people's policeman, and express my excitement."

"Get out! You're out of shape!" Wu Xuerui said with a smile at the corner of her mouth, "These few days are our overtime work days, and we are so busy that we have time to pick you up, it's my seniors who gave me face."

"It's still better for you to treat me." Song He put the suitcase into the trunk of the police car with a smile, and naturally sat in the co-pilot.

Wu Xuerui's ears turned red when she saw this, and she quickly got into the driver's seat, started the car and went straight to the Nancheng District Police Station.

After the two returned to the police station, Song He distributed various gifts in the suitcase to each police officer, which attracted waves of thanks.

In fact, every gift that Song He sent was selected by him from the best specialty shop of Xiucheng Shooting Range in Ling Province according to the preferences of different police officers.After all, the work pressure of the police officers increased exponentially during the National Day, and Song He was willing to use his own way to make his colleagues in Nancheng District happy.

After a while, Song He came to Zhou Kai, and when he put an exaggerated toy gun on Zhou Kai's table, everyone in the police station was stunned, and then they tried hard to hold back with distorted faces. They laughed, but some people still couldn't hold back their laughter.

Not far away, Sun Xiaohai and Wu Xuerui quickly turned their faces away, their shoulders shaking non-stop.

Cheng Bin smiled and gave Song He a thumbs up, applauding his courage to risk his own life.

Song He ignored the reactions of the people around him with a nonchalant face, and said to Zhou Kai, whose face was extremely dark: "Brother Kai, I can't get a real gun, so I can only buy you a fake one. But there are fakes. Good, you can still play music!"

As he said that, he was about to pull the trigger, but Zhou Kai stopped him with a sneer: "It seems that you are mentally prepared. Have you bought the insurance?"

"Just a joke! Just a joke!" Song He suddenly shuddered, took back the toy gun with a chuckle, and handed Zhou Kai a miniature model of a submachine gun made of bullet shells. The model happened to be his favorite.

Zhou Kai then calmed down his anger, took the model and snorted, looked at Song He who ran away, and sat down without saying a word.

In the end, Song He came to Zhao Congjun's office, and put a four-legged tripod made of bullet casings on his desk: "How about it, I chose it specially for you, as a symbol of promise."

"Jiuding? Shouldn't that be nine?" Zhao Congjun glanced sideways, then looked at Song Hedao: "Besides, shouldn't you be the one who needs this thing the most?"

Song He pretended not to hear Zhao Congjun's last words, and stared directly, "Nine? Are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

"Hmph, if you're not exhausted now, you'll be exhausted in the future." Zhao Congjun paused as he spoke, and seeing Song He's ears pricked up curiously, he took a sip of water slowly and said, "The so-and-so and the so-and-so agreed. After the National Day, set up an assistance team to undertake local cases that need assistance, of course, whoever transferred them."

"Mr. Qin actually agreed? Mr. Shen's brainwashing skills are really powerful!" Song He was speechless.

"Shut your head!" Zhao Congjun raised his eyebrows and said, "In fact, many places will apply for assistance when they encounter cases that cannot be handled. However, although there are many excellent police officers, they are not enough to cover the whole country. , let alone set up an aid group.”

"It is also for this reason that many cases cannot be dealt with in time and become unsolved cases, which greatly affects local public security."

"I know this, so Mr. Shen plans to pilot it in Ling Province." Song He got up seriously, nodded and said, "Where are the personnel? Or how many of us?"

"Yes, that one specifically recommended you, that one agreed." After Zhao Congjun finished speaking, he looked at Song He and said earnestly: "That one is under a lot of pressure to make Ling Province the first case in the country. , a lot of people are watching behind it. This is not a small matter, so don't play it off."

Seeing Zhao Congjun's seriousness, Song He nodded and said, "Don't worry."

"That's fine, let's go and help the outside with some things." Zhao Congjun said, looking at the busy police officers in the police station, and sighed: "It's been a hard job for them these two days, let's have a good meal together when it's over, and reward them .”

"I don't mind what you eat, you must eat as much as you want!" Song He shrugged and stood up, walking out of Zhao Congjun's office.

Outside the office, the moment of relaxation that Song He created for the police officers has passed, and Cheng Bin, who is in charge of daily affairs, has turned back into a busy deputy director, arranging various tasks non-stop.

Seeing this, Song He came to Sun Xiaohai: "Brother Xiao Hai, what can I do?"

Sun Xiaohai was overjoyed when he heard the words, and thought: "In recent years, there have been more and more tourists, and our Yucheng has an ancient building complex, so all tourists who come to Ling Province will be arranged by the tour group to come to Yucheng. Half day tour."

"Although it's only been a few days, the pressure on public security management is too great, so the Municipal Bureau dispatched people from all over the city to coordinate management."

"It's only been two days since the National Day. According to the law, the pressure will increase in the next three days. Do you have a solution?"

"Yucheng Ancient Manor?" Song He rolled his eyes and thought: "How many people should we send from Nancheng District?"

Sun Xiaohai knew from his appearance that he had a solution, and said with a smile: "Ten auxiliary policemen and three police officers. How about leaving them all under your command?"

"The number of auxiliary police officers remains unchanged. The police officers include me, Gu Raozhen and Wang Zhiyuan, leaving some manpower for you to cope with the situation." Song He nodded and said: "If you are lucky, I can even bring back some people for you in the next few days."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Sun Xiaohai agreed, and then seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked: "Our Nancheng District is really busy at night, can you help then?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine when you're all tired and lying down." Song He said proudly.

"Just blow it." Sun Xiaohai obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't know that what Song He said was indeed the truth.

Soon, Song He took Gu Raozhen and Wang Zhiyuan to the police office of Yugu Manor, and after registration, they replaced the three police officers in Nancheng District.

Then he picked up the walkie-talkie used to communicate with the police in Nancheng District: "Attention the police in Nancheng District, I am Song He. I received a reply and reported my name and location. It's over."

Soon there was a reply from the walkie-talkie, and Song He stood in front of the scenic map outside the police station, secretly comparing everyone's location.

After a while, Song He picked up the walkie-talkie and said with a smile: "Do you want to make meritorious service?"

(End of this chapter)