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"Then you are also an old leader." Bai Song said respectfully, not daring to sit down.

Today’s occasion is very formal. Most police officers wear their own honors. This is the best recognition for every policeman. The police officer in front of Bai Song was dissatisfied with the medals on his left chest. There were four or five on the right, and there were two first-class medals. Bai Song couldn't help but feel a little imaginative. What kind of immortal is this?

"Well, I think there are a lot of people coming from Jiuhe District this time. You are also sponsoring this case. I heard that the work is pretty beautiful." The old police officer asked, "What's your name? That's it. Units?"

"My name is Bai Song, from the Jiuheqiao Police Station. I just started working for a year." Bai Song answered truthfully.

"Oh? One year? So you're only twenty-four or five years old?"

"twenty two."

"Haha, it's nice to be young. I am happy to see you." The old police officer smiled happily. "I don't even know you at the police station. Now the head of your branch is still surnamed Yin?"

"Well, it's Director Yin." Bai Song said honestly, "Director Yin is also here today."

"Well, he has years over there." The old police officer recalled the prosperous years. "By the way, there is an old classmate of mine in the Jiuhe branch. I forgot where I heard about it during the Chinese New Year, as if he I was also on this project, and I thought I would come over today, but I didn't see him."

Hearing these words, Bai Song's eyes were a little hollow, and he gently clenched his fists. Could it be the familiar name?

"You have been here for a short time, but you should know him too? Yu Dechen, the policeman of your criminal police is old and pedantic." When the old police officer said, he was a little relaxed.

"Huh?" Police officer Bai Lin looked at Bai Song's expression, his expression was a little frozen at once, and he asked a little hesitantly: "What's the matter?"

"Master Yu, in the process of being in charge of the '12·01' project, due to overwork, suddenly myocardial infarction, and died of work-related illness." Bai Song's voice was soft, but thunder blasted from the old police officer's ears.

But even so, the old police officer did not move at all.

"Oh..." The old police officer's voice was lighter, without so many sighs, but raised his head slightly, as if he didn't want anything to flow out of his eyes.

After a long time, the old police officer seemed to be calmer, and said to Bai Song: "Last month, I also saw the list of sacrificed police officers in the first and second quarters of 2012. I remember it was almost 200 people. I didn't look at them one by one. , Because I look at this list every year, if I read from the beginning to the end, there will always be someone I know."

The old police officer finished speaking without saying a word. Bai Song didn't know what to say. After a while, the old police officer continued: "When is the memorial service?"

"March 11, 9 am."

"Yeah, good." The police officer stretched out his hand, smiled, and patted Bai Song on the shoulder, "Do it hard." After speaking, the old police officer nodded and left.

If it couldn't be simpler, Bai Song watched the old police officer leave, and the meeting was about to begin.

Every year, an average of 400 policemen and 10 firefighters are sacrificed. This is not a number. For the first time, Bai Song felt that the feelings in it had nothing to do with the numbers.

If possible, Bai Song hopes that these are all zeros.

Today is an internal meeting. There are no reporters or social figures. Bai Song straightened his chest from beginning to end, because at this moment, he does not just represent himself.

The old police officer just shook his golden shield and still appeared in Bai Song's mind. He didn't remember until Bai Song's name was touched. He was also here for a meeting, and he was going to be on stage.

The deputy director of the Tianhua Public Security Bureau personally announced that he was awarded the first-class collective honorary title to the "12·01" Transnational Telecommunications Fraud Task Team.

It was announced that Comrade Yu Dechen was posthumously awarded the title of second-level hero model of the Ministry of Public Security and made a speech. The audience stood up and observed silence.

Ma Detachment, several comrades who have left the country, Bai Song, Sun Jie and others were awarded the honorary titles of personal second-class merit. Bai Song, Sun Jie, and others were awarded a circular commendation for their participation in and assisted in cracking the homicide case in Nanqian Province, and a letter of thanks from the Public Security Department of Nanqian Province was read.

Awarded to Wang Huadong, Wang Liang and dozens of others, personal third-class honorary titles.

Awarded the honorary title of personal second-class merit to a certain social anonymous masses who made a great contribution to this case.

In addition, many people received personal awards.

Bonuses are distributed according to standards.

...

According to the order, Bai Song stood in the front position, followed the Ma Detachment and others to the podium.

In the audience, the first few rows are the members of the task force, and the leaders of the units are behind. The white shirts sat for two full rows. Each branch sent the main leaders, and Director Yin and Director Tian were also present.

Behind, there are other comrades from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the entire auditorium is full.

Following the music, they walked to their respective leaders, saluted, finished the ceremony, and awarded awards.

Bai Song accepted the box and certificate handed by the director, and still stood upright.

"What's wrong with your arm?" the director asked suddenly.

what?

When you come up to receive an award, you usually go through a procedure, shook hands with the leader, and the leader said: "Thanks for your hard work." Then you can leave. Bai Song didn't expect that the leader in front of him was on the stage and chattering with himself.

"The police went out the day before yesterday and fell." Bai Song answered truthfully.

The director in front of Bai Song pulled Bai Song's arm, looked inside his sleeve, and nodded: "Little comrade, pay more attention to safety."

"Yeah!" Bai Song retracted his arm and saluted the leader.

The director stood up straight and gave Bai Song a gift in return.

In a small episode, Bai Song felt warm in his heart and listened carefully to the entire meeting from his seat.

After the meeting, Bai Song chatted with the master and others about the meeting, and returned to the branch together.

"There will be a meeting here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You drive my car and go back first." Instructor Li gave the car key to Bai Song.

"No, I'll just wait for you." Bai Song shook his head.

"I had a meeting at 1:30 in the afternoon. It is now 12:30. You should find a place to eat something, and then go back to work in the afternoon. I will go back directly after the meeting and follow them in other people's car. Leave me alone."

"Okay." Bai Song nodded.

To be honest, eat less breakfast. This is soon. Bai Song is really hungry. Fortunately, he is wearing a sleeveless white shirt in his short-sleeved police uniform. He takes off the police lining at noon. A place to eat is good.

Baisong was still not familiar with the neighborhood of the sub-bureau, and didn't know where to eat, so he drove back to the Jiuheqiao police station.

As a policeman in the area, Bai Song knew the area well. Without thinking about it, he went to the commercial street next to the Dabei Vegetable Market to eat donkey meat.

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