Police Detective

The man came with an extremely excited mood and directly asked to see Bai Song.

　　 Speaking of it, he didn't know Bai Song's name. He just told the policewoman on duty at the front desk to find the tall, very handsome policeman, and the policewoman immediately knew who it was.

　　 Well, this description is extremely accurate.

　　...

　　 Bai Song was still asking the old man in the case-handling area at this time. He heard someone calling him, and when he asked about the situation, he said to wait for five minutes.

　　 is not to say that Bai Song is going to hang the person, mainly because his current inquiry has entered a critical period.

　　 "You mean, you have already calculated that we will catch you?" Bai Song felt very interesting.

　　 "You can't say that either." The old man shook his head, "But when I got up in the morning, I guessed that I would be a catastrophe today, but I don't know the specific calamity."

　　 "If that's the case, why did you come out?" Bai Song was a little curious.

"Police officer, in this world, you and I were born and died due to the catastrophe." The old man shook his head slightly: "It is not difficult to escape a catastrophe, but it will only lead to a greater calamity. You must know that all appearances are illusory, and all active methods are like dream bubbles, such as dew and electricity, so you should observe like this..."

"Hua Suo," Bai Song interrupted the old man's self-talk: "I think it is unlikely that this person will be reformed, and his bad attitude towards admitting his mistakes may cause serious social harm. It is better to punish and detain according to the rules Fifteen days."

　　 "Hmm..." Huasuo didn't like this old slippery head either: "Okay, I'll report it to the legal department."

　　 "Wait a minute!" When the old man looked down, I got used to it! This place is not a place to pretend!

　　 His thoughts turned sharply, and the old man immediately played his emotional card: "Leader...I'm all a mess! I have the old and the younger..."

　　 "You said the opposite," Bai Song corrected.

　　 "Uh..." The old man immediately changed his words: "I have young people at the top, and old people at the bottom... Uh... No, the leader, I didn't say the opposite."

　　 "I've done it, I won't tease you anymore, do you know that your behavior is a fraud?" Bai Song said: "You can answer after you think about it."

　　 "Think clearly, yes, I admit it..." The old man knew that he had to bow his head, and he was under the eaves. This is really not a place to brag.

　　 Bai Song nodded: "Hua Suo, you are busy first, I will go out to meet that person first."

　　 "Well, Inspector Bai, you can go out." Hua Suo nodded.

　　 After Bai Song left, Hua saw Bai Song's back, a little thoughtful. He originally thought that Bai Song was idle and okay. He had never seen a fortune teller, and deliberately used the old man to kick it off, but he didn't expect that after a few words of "shake", the effect was surprisingly good. Maybe to communicate with these people in the rivers and lakes would have to be a bit tricky, and the old man quickly agreed to confess.

　　 Of course, it’s okay if he doesn’t confess, and he can still handle it, but it’s much faster to confess like this.

　　 At this moment, Huasuo can't figure out the bottom of Baisong.

　　...

　　 After Bai Song came out, the man's eyes lit up when he saw Bai Song: "Police officer!"

　　 "What's going on?" Bai Song was a little wary when he saw this pennant.

On the one hand, Bai Song was worried that the man was not grateful, but came to ask for something. Sometimes the opening of the pennant was not necessarily a good thing; on the other hand, he had just been here for a long time and someone sent the pennant, plus his status as the "city bureau". There must be someone behind the scenes talking about being a show.

　　 How did the man know that the police in front of him thought so much in his mind, and he quickly opened the pennant, which read "Thank you, comrade policeman, for saving me from the dire straits. It is really a bright mentor and guiding light on the road of my life!"

　　 Bai Song tried to read out the contents of the pennant in one sentence, but he didn't finish speaking to death!

　　 The upper and lower two sentences appear on the pennant like a couplet. That is an awkwardness. The problem is that each column has 17 characters and the font is small and pitiful. If you don't get close, you can't see what it is.

　　 Now, the second point that Bai Song just worried about does not exist, because it is impossible for anyone to think that this is a show, unless everyone thinks that Bai Song is mentally retarded...

　　 "Um?" Bai Song couldn't help but pause: "What do you mean by this?"

　　 "Fortunately, I didn't buy that stock! Otherwise, I would lose a lot! Thank you police officer, you are more accurate than that fortune-telling liar!" The man gratefully took out his cell phone: "Look, the fall in the afternoon is a miserable one!"

　　 Bai Song was a little silent. He found that the serious and thoughtful words he had said to this man before were all in vain. This man had never thought of Bai Song's instructions more than an hour ago.

　　 However, Bai Song is not unhappy. Over the years, he has understood what is meant by "easy to change, and hard to change nature." If it comes to men in stocks, the gap with gamblers is not much.

　　 "That's okay, it's okay, please pay more attention to yourself in the future." Bai Song accepted the pennant, and didn't want to say more about the rest, meaningless.

　　 "Police officer!" The man took out his mobile phone again: "You help me see these stocks, which one will rise."

　　 Bai Song wanted to prevaricate, so he looked at it casually: "Where do I know, your list of stocks, I know a Maotai."

"Moutai?" The man shook his head: "This is the least likely to rise, you think, people now know that they are healthy. I don't think young people drink anymore. Alcohol will not rise in the next few years. "

　　 "That's right, don't ask me, I really don't understand", Bai Song shook his head.

　　 "Huh?" The man was a little disappointed, "Well then, thank you very much!"

　　行...Bai Song followed the pennant, said goodbye to the man, and walked into the house, only to ran into the oncoming political commissar Yan.

　　 "Inspector Bai," Political Commissar Yan smiled all over his face: "If someone gives you a pennant, you don't want to tell me about it. This kind of thing needs to be recorded."

　　 "You don't need the pennant, it's not a big deal." Bai Song had already rolled up the pennant, "Next time..."

　　 "How can this kind of thing happen again?" Political commissar Yan said: "Although it is not a big deal, it is worth publicizing."

　　 Political commissar Yan knew Bai Song's identity, and felt that since Bai Song was at the grassroots level, he definitely needed positive publicity, so he thought Bai Song was embarrassed, and he should take the initiative in this case.

　　 "This way", Bai Song gave the pennant to Political Commissar Yan: "I really don't need to...Thank you...Look at..."

　　 Political commissar Yan watched Bai Song go, with some doubts. He opened the pennant and looked at the long couplet on it. After a full ten seconds, he sighed, and then put the pennant away.

　　...

　　 This incident was like a gust of wind, and it simply drifted past. Bai Song didn't leave in the afternoon. Just watching the old man had indeed been approved for public security detention for five days, I still felt a little emotional. The legal department in Beijing, yyds!

In the evening, Bai Song got off work, returned to the residence, made an appointment with everyone for dinner, and brought girlfriends with them if they had girlfriends.

　　 Today is Bai Song’s first day to go to the new unit. Everyone wants to hear some new things he said. Even Xinqiao feels very curious.

　　 To be honest, it makes sense to move people to live and trees to die. If people change their environment, there will always be new insights and new insights. Bai Song talked about today's things, but it made everyone find it interesting.

"If you clearly tell others that this fortune-telling is for entertainment, then it is not illegal. If you use the excuses of ruining wealth and eliminating disasters, you are suspected of fraud, which is an illegal act," Zhao Xinqiao said: "The definition here is still relatively vague. Sometimes in actual work, it is indeed the local area who controls it.

　　 "Hmm, it makes sense," Bai Song found out that although he had passed the exam, he still couldn't compare with this kind of professional.

　　 "What about temples?" Wang Liang asked.

"Even if the fortune-telling is really effective, the temple will not use this method to make money", Zhao Xinqiao said: "Now the temple has become more and more aware of how to operate, many temples are free of incense, and then you can voluntarily donate a little money ."

"Indeed," Wang Huadong nodded: "My mother told me before that many bosses in the south, especially some bosses in the southeast coast, are very professional in doing temples. They will contract a person with a sense of age. The temple is expanded or renovated, and then various monks are introduced, and the people are added. The magnificent and antique styles are made inside. During the construction and renovation, local gentry and wealthy businessmen will be invited to donate to reduce costs. After the investment is officially started, there will be a new mode of operation. Don't underestimate others, you will also have legal counsel behind you."

　　 "Will it be very profitable?" Wang Liang was a little puzzled.

　　 "It's better, a year's net income is between the big eight digits and the middle nine digits", Wang Huadongdao.

　　 "I wipe it, isn't this more cruel than a scam?" Wang Liang was dumbfounded: "Wait a minute, what does the big eight-digit mean?"

　　 "70 to 80 million to four to five billion," Bai Song explained: "That is indeed making money. I suddenly felt that the old man caught today is a bit pitiful."

　　 "Capital is everywhere", Wang Huadong spread his hands: "But this is not something anyone can do, and the South will make more money than the North. They believe this very much."

　　 "There is also a little bit of truth. After a person has money, his mind becomes empty. Spending some money to calm down is not necessarily a bad thing," Zhao Xinqiao said: "Everything is dialectical."

　　 "It makes sense," Bai Song said: "It's better than going to gambling."

"Not everyone understands that learning is a process of increasing their own value, and making money is sometimes based on luck, but more learning and growth ability can make the probability of seizing opportunities higher," Wang Huadong said: "Many people are lucky. It’s good, they don’t have much academic qualifications, but they can always bet to win again and again, and eventually become rich. They are very empty, their bodies are not so good, their needs for material and women are not so high, so they don’t want to go to incense. , It's awkward."

　　 "If you do business in East China, you can make a lot of money, right?" Bai Song said.

　　 "Maybe, doing business really depends on luck, but my family can help me start and point me, it shouldn't be too miserable", East China said: "But what's the point..."

　　 "Oh..." Wang Liang sighed, "I think each of you is better suited to be a policeman than I am."

　　 "You are also amazing~" Ma Ningning said from the side, and then took Wang Liang's arm.

　　 "Yes, yes, yes", Wang Liang instantly filled with blood: "I am a talent of the Thousand Talents Project!"

　　 Liu Shuyuan on the side saw this scene and bowed his head to eat.

　　 Ren Xu didn't watch anything, he was eating food.

　　...

　　 Early the next morning, Bai Song finished running early and arrived near the police station. During a meeting this morning, he would formally introduce him.

　　 The police station is different from other units. Most of the units are on Monday. The police station is on Tuesday. Because the police station is on duty on Saturday and Sunday, there will be one day off on Monday.

　　Because he came by running, Bai Song didn't eat before coming. He is not familiar with the cafeteria now, so he is going to have breakfast outside. When he is officially introduced today, he will go to the cafeteria for dinner. Now he only knows Political Commissar Yan and Huasuo. If he is not in the cafeteria, he will be embarrassed.

　　 So he cares, Bai Song casually entered a small restaurant, and then the whole person was stupid, a cheapest set meal, 68 yuan?

　　Are you sure this is breakfast?

　　 Baisong retired, planning to go to the convenience supermarket next door, and found that the food in it was imported. Common Coke was imported, and it cost seven or eight yuan per bottle.

This?

　　 Immediately afterwards, Bai Song looked at the fruit and vegetable area. It seemed that Bai Song had not eaten all the fruits here...

　　 It’s not that I haven’t seen it. There are also common fruits like peaches and cherries, but the high quality makes Bai Song discourage him. Without even thinking about it, that’s not what he should consume for his income.

　　 gritted his teeth, Bai Song decided not to eat breakfast. There were no breakfast stalls all over the street, it was outrageous!

　　 Bai Song regrets it, he should buy something to eat at the door of his house...

　　 After running, Bai Song entered the police station hungry.

　　 The policeman at the front desk has changed. Bai Song was not wearing a uniform at the moment, so he stopped Bai Song. Bai Song took out the police officer's ID and explained it, and the policeman understood what was going on.

This is a young policeman~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In fact, this should be a student policeman who came for internship. He was called the Emperor. There was a crutch on his shoulder. Bai Song looked at the badge and the alarm signal, and he was sure it was increased. Junior, 2014 grade, this year should be the junior year. According to the school's internship plan, this young man should have just arrived in early September and will have an internship until January next year.

　　 "You belong to the Ministry of Public Security?" The emperor was shocked when he looked at the police officer's card. He had never seen such a written on the police officer's card!

　　 "Shhh, keep it secret," Bai Song pointed to his breastplate: "I'm here at the grassroots level."

　　 "Understand!" The emperor hurriedly knew some great secret: "I must keep it secret."

　　 "I'm your 07-level senior, what can you tell me." Bai Song said: "I see your student number, 14c, from investigation, right?"

　　 Police Officer University has two campuses, the Mu district and the regiment district. The last time Bai Song went to give lectures was Muqu, which is the old campus, and the Department of Investigation belongs to the regiment district, so I must have never seen Bai Song.

　　 "Brother!" The emperor was very excited: "We are doing internships here, plus I have four, there are two girls and one boy, brother, we can rely on you in the future!"

　　 "It's okay, it's all easy to say", Bai Song thought, these are all seven levels smaller than himself, and it is natural to take care of them. There is a strong atmosphere for the seniors at the Police Officer University. This is why Bai Song came to Beijing to visit Senior Brother Liu Zhe. This is also a faithful portrayal of the strong vitality of this school.