Police Chen Shu

The night patrol was over, and on the way back, Chen Shu did not sit in the passenger seat of the troop carrier as usual.

He pretended to be nonchalant, but in fact it was quite obvious and he just squeezed in and sat down next to Zhu Yiba.

Rolling down the car window, I first complained that this large car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was not equipped with automatic lifting windows. This political salary was really not worth the money.

Seeing that Zhu Yiba didn't answer, he started talking about the annual maintenance cost of the troop carrier. This old car is eight or nine years old. The money spent on maintenance and repairs all year round can be used to buy a new car with similar power on the market. Once the paint is applied, it can be used immediately. As a result, the bureau is stuck and will not replace it. .

This finally piqued the corner of Zhu Yiba's mouth, and the two started chatting on the topic of government procurement.

It is said that in the early years, the Dongzhou Municipal Bureau had a special small link placed at the bottom of the intranet website. It was not conspicuous. It was a small forum created by the brothers from the Internet Security Bureau for everyone to chat in their spare time. A place like a tree hole.

Then there was the overall welfare at the end of the year, and the agricultural products came in through bidding. At least on the surface it sounded quite formal. It was the first time in the system to link welfare payment with bidding, so the news was published in a prominent position on the municipal bureau's website. This kind of treatment is generally praised as a model.

The product that time was distributed with dried mushrooms and black fungus, but when someone got it, they saw that it had expired in one month. It was a real food on the verge of expiration. Now that the Internet is so transparent, everyone knows what the price of food on expiry date is, and how much it differs from normal food. So someone posted a post on the forum asking about this matter. After all, it was a public place and the leaders were watching, so the question in this post was quite polite.

As a result, the forum became inaccessible the next day, and it was never opened again in the following years.

When you have a problem, it’s not about solving the problem, it’s about solving the person who discovered the problem.

It’s a classic piece of shit that everyone can appreciate.

Chen Shu looked at the problem from a very tricky perspective and had many stories in his mind. Zhu Yiba finally let go of his worries along the way and had a good time chatting.

After the troop carrier safely got on the road and arrived at the special police compound, Chen Shu was still sitting next to Zhu Yiba and chattering about how bad the dinner in the unit tonight was. After all, the new cafeteria uncle was not as good as the original aunt.

This is called information warfare, and its main purpose is to stuff people's ears with all kinds of random things and confuse their brains. Generally speaking, Zhu Yiba himself will tell everything when the time comes.

Chen Chuan was like a cat that smelled something fishy. He closed his eyes and meditated all the way just to catch prey later. Just waiting for the troop carrier to arrive at the unit, everyone immediately joined Chen Shu and Zhu Yiba after getting off work.

"Have one?"

Chen Shu, who was about to take out the cigarettes from his pocket, happened to see Chen Chuan also touching his pocket. The boss took his yellow-skinned cigarettes over without politeness, tore off the transparent seal, put them down and shook them a few times. Roots come out.

"It's specially provided by the army. It should suit your taste."

"How do you know that I only like the ones provided by the army?"

"Guess."

The three people who seemed to be close friends squatted on the steps at the door of the first floor of the unit, smoking happily.

After he finished, Zhu Yiba's smile came back to his face: "I handed over the gun later, and let's go to Chen Da's office for a drink together."

"Are you kidding me? Come to my office for a drink?" Chen Shu was a little surprised, shaking his head like a rattle, "Don't dig a hole to harm me."

"Tch, you're just a big butt, who has the energy to dig a hole for you?" Chen Chuan stood up, stretched out, and said carelessly, "Brother Zhu, if it weren't for some good wine, I wouldn't go. Chen Shu’s office is too high and I can’t climb up!”

Zhu Yiba clapped his hands and patted the cigarette ashes off his hands. It was rare that he didn't talk back to Chen Chuan: "The liquor made by my grandma is very fragrant."

"Grandma?" Chen Chuan's eyes rolled in his sockets, and he immediately grinned and said, "Yes, I'll pack a pound tonight."

Zhu Yiba took the two of them to the back kitchen of the cafeteria, took out a few bottles of "Nongfu Spring" from the refrigerator, and then walked upstairs to Chen Shu's office.

Along the way, Chen Shu couldn't help but preach: "You put the liquor in the refrigerator, so you're not afraid of someone drinking it by mistake? If those young people drink the wrong drink while it's hot after training, they might have to do it themselves. "

Zhu Yiba said in a low voice: "I put it in the freezer. Have you ever seen someone drink water and open the freezer?"

When Chen Shu saw the bottles of Nongfu Spring that he took out, some of the wine inside was frozen or some was not frozen. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he shut up and waited to see the situation later.

When I went upstairs, I happened to meet Yan Song who had changed his clothes and was getting ready to go home from get off work.

It is said that Yan Song may have been wearing a police dog for a long time recently, and his nose has also grown a lot. As soon as the two groups got together, he could smell it.

Perhaps it was because Chen Shu never put on airs in the workplace, but Yan Song did not hesitate to insist on tasting this wine with everyone.

The four of them entered the office and locked the door behind their backs.

Chen Chuan took out a few packets of peanuts and potato chips from under the table and threw them on the coffee table. They were served as snacks.

Yan Song was the most junior, so he took out the disposable cups and put them away one by one. Then when he was pouring the wine, he realized that it was full of ice cubes. After a long time of tinkering, only a few drops fell out.

"This is water." Zhu Yiba took out a pair of scissors from under the coffee table, cut a slit in the plastic shell of the mineral water with a few clicks, and then knocked it with his backhand, throwing a small piece of ice into the cup.

After walking around, pour the chilled white wine on top.

After a sizzle, fine smoke mixed with the aroma of wine rose. Before I even started drinking the wine, the room was filled with an intoxicating aroma.

Chen Chuan shook his head and said with some dissatisfaction: "Tsk, I thought it was iced white wine, but it turns out it's just ice wine. Brother Zhu, are you afraid that we won't be able to drink it?"

Yan Song curled his neck and whispered: "Brother Chuan, why don't you try it first?"

Chen Chuan rolled up his sleeves, took out ice cubes from the cup, threw them away, and said generously: "Young man, you will die if you try it!"

After saying that, he impatiently picked up the small cup in front of him and took a sip.

The taste was so good that Chen Chuan, a talkative man, didn't even bother to talk anymore. He just sat there and got high by himself with a peanut and a sip of wine.

Seeing that Chen Chuan was drinking vigorously, Yan Song also started to hold a cup and look for Chen Shu, Zhu Yiba and others to toast in a decent manner. After saying a few words of toast, his tongue couldn't stick straight.

I don't know why, but Yan Song, who is a small drinker, dared to hold a mineral water bottle to Chen Chuan to persuade him to drink. The two of them were going back and forth with each other, and they actually gained a little momentum after drinking.

"Brother Chuan, please stop drinking. Your butt hurts after drinking."

"Haha, demo~ After you drink this, I'm afraid you'll have to make a movie."

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Time flies, and Yan Song has fallen asleep on the sofa, his body covered with broken peanut shells and dander. Mr. Chen, who is known as a night club, is also holding Yan Song tightly at this time. Looking at the situation, he has not estimated the amount of alcohol he can drink. , through to the bottom.

Chen Shu, who had been restrained from the beginning, had a reddish complexion. While cleaning up the messy coffee table, he chatted casually: "Yiba, where did you learn this skill? Is it the drinking method from your hometown? It's quite interesting. "

Zhu Yiba, with a red face, leaned on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. After a long time, he said with a smile: "We made this ourselves. When we were on duty in the field in winter, we were there for more than ten days, and the temperature at night It can even drop below zero, so I always bring some liquor with me on the way. During the break, I nibble on a small chicken foot and take two more mouthfuls. Although it’s a bit tiring, it’s still quite fun.”

Chen Shu gathered the garbage into a bag, sealed it with his hands and placed it on the side. He came over and sat next to Zhu Yiba. He also leaned on the sofa and looked at the ceiling with lights on.

They are all adults. Although it is obvious that Zhu Yiba has something on his mind, he has to mediate the matter himself. The only thing Chen Shu can do is to drink a few drinks with him and listen to some nagging.

In fact, listening is the best companionship.

Zhu Yiba continued: "One winter, when I was in my second year of joining the army, well, they all called me a student soldier. Then on the night of the thirties, we lay on the mountain pass to guard people. At that time, the cold Ah, the snot from my nose turned into small ice bars when it came out.

"Then I couldn't help it. I took out the kettle and sipped a few sips of white wine when I had time. Intermittently, I didn't feel cold anymore. In fact, this was just my assumption. I naively thought that drinking white wine in winter would make it less cold. I just couldn't feel it. Cold, as cold as it should actually be.”

Chen Shu nodded and blurted out: "Just like life, you can relax temporarily, but you can't let alcohol anesthetize you all the time."

Zhu Yiba turned his head slightly and glanced at his deputy captain.

Chen Shu narrowed his eyes and continued: "Do you still remember? Half a year ago, you came to the SWAT brigade with the transferred border guards from Dongzhou. Our instructor organized a farewell party, and in the second half, you followed Chen Chuan to the KTV."

"Remember."

"It was obvious at that time that you like to drink by nature, but you hate alcohol from the bottom of your heart."

"Can you tell all this?"

"I guessed it, but now I can see it."

"cut."

Inadvertently, Zhu Yiba used Chen Chuan's catchphrase.

Chen Shu closed his eyes. He drank a lot tonight and wanted to take a rest.

I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly heard a gentle question coming from my ear, as if I was asking myself.

"Are you afraid of shooting? Are you afraid of killing someone?"

In a hazy moment, the scenes in NJ flashed before my eyes like a flashlight, and finally settled on the scene of a group of people standing in front of a funeral parlor solemnly saluting.

Chen Shu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the white LED lights above his head. He tried to curl the corners of his mouth but couldn't. He took a long breath and said frankly:

"Afraid."

"Huh? Really?"

"But I am even more afraid that more innocent people will die because of my refusal to shoot, my refusal to kill, and my false justice."

After Zhu Yiba heard this, he slowly stretched out his right hand and put it in front of his eyes, staring at it for a long time.