Police Chen Shu

At noon, Zhongshan Police Station, duty hall.

"Dingling!" Chen Shu, who was dozing off at the front desk on duty, took out his phone and glanced at the screen.

Oh old acquaintance.

"Ah Choo! Tseng taught, what's the matter?"

"Come to my office."

"good."

Putting down his mobile phone, Chen Shu ran to the police mirror, sorted out his image, looked here and there, fearing that something was missing or not done well, and then trotted over to the instructor's office.

Instructor's Office, Zhongshan Police Station

Zeng Hong was holding a white porcelain blue-and-white teacup in his hand, the tea lid knocked lightly on the rim of the cup, his expression solemn. He knew, as long as he shared the news he had just received and let it go a little. Although the young man in front of him is in a neat police uniform and neatly equipped, but has severe dark circles under his eyes due to staying up all night, he will definitely go to the front line again, even if it is no longer his responsibility.

When Chen Shu first came to the institute, he was always doing nothing. In recent years, Zeng Hong has nagged him a lot. Looking at it now, it can be regarded as a policeman with a rigorous appearance and a talent.

Perhaps to fill up the emotion in his heart, he tried to joke and said jokingly: "Xiao Shu, I thought I couldn't see you today?"

"Zeng Jiao, that's what you said, I'll really leave later." Chen Shu also joked with a smile, as if he didn't treat Zeng Hong as a superior at all.

As he said that, he sat down on the chair, picked up the new tea that was brewed on the table, and drank it in one gulp.

"There's no one who drinks tea like this." Seeing Chen Shu go on like this, Zeng Hong couldn't help but began to preach again.

"Refresh." For some reason, seeing Zeng Hong frowning and preaching, Chen Shu found it particularly interesting.

He put down the cup after drinking, wiped his mouth, and asked with a smile: "The effect is good, good tea. What are you calling me?"

"Ahem, are you busy in the morning?" Zeng Hong underestimated Chen Shu's face, the corners of his mouth froze, and he almost choked, so he could only change the subject.

"Thanks to the blessing of the leader of the class, it was safe and quiet in the morning. Achoo!" Chen Shu, who had succeeded, took a proper step back and flattered the leader a little.

As a grassroots police station, the busiest department is the receiving and handling police team. There are thirty or forty police officers every day. Except for the Spring Festival, they are all untouchable. So occasional leisure is very rare.

"Don't tell me, I'm not used to you like this." Zeng Hong quickly waved his hand, and said, "Speaking of business, just now Li Meng of the Criminal University sent me a document, and I printed it out, you can take a look."

As he said that, Zeng Hong took a document printed on A4 paper from his desk and handed it to Chen Shu.

Chen Shu took the documents and opened them. It was the materials of Liu Yan's kidnapping case, and the first one contained information about the vehicle involved in the case used by the kidnappers.

After reading it once, closing the document, Chen Shu closed his eyes with unsatisfied interest.

Waiting for Chen Shu to finish reading the materials, Zeng Hong said slowly and meaningfully: "In the morning, Xiao Li reorganized the materials you made last night according to what you said, and then sent them to the Criminal University. Not long after, Ren Da then sent me this information on WeChat, and asked me to agree to transfer you to the task force."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Shu meaningfully, and sighed with regret: "But it seems that you are on duty today, right?"

Chen Shu came back to his senses and suddenly understood. One stood at attention, then bowed slightly, and said to Zeng Hong with a playful smile: "Instructor, I'm sick, and I'm asking for a day off today. Achoo!"

"Look, I really sneezed!" Chen Shu was surprised.

"Show face! Your physique is so poor at such a young age! Hurry up and go home and take a good rest. Come back to work when you recover from your illness." Zeng Hong waved his hand, his words were full of disgust, and he almost wrote the word 'get lost' on the face.

"Received!" After clear instructions, Chen Shu immediately turned around and ran downstairs, neat and fast, not like someone who asked for sick leave.

"Bring the gun!" Seeing that Chen Shu was about to disappear in front of his eyes, Zeng Hong couldn't help but urged.

"receive!"

"This momentum is rushing to reincarnate. Oh, there are still a lot of things waiting for me."

Zeng Hong stood by the window of the office, slightly lowered his head, and kept watching Chen Shu and Zhu Chaoran, who were in casual clothes, quickly disappear at the gate of the police station.

While complaining, he walked to the cabinet in the office, opened the door, put on the police equipment he hadn't used for a long time, finally put on the big cap, and walked slowly to the duty hall.

"Hey! You're growing stronger and stronger."