Street office where the wind lives

After years of a big dream, the bones of the border town withered, and the life of hastily signed, right and wrong, which is good and which is wrong?

"2002 was the fifth year we joined the army. Veterans who don't plan to stay in the army can leave the army and return to their hometowns. The army has gone through it once, and they will have more confidence than others when they go out to work in the future."

"Yao Jian and I are both orphans from a small county town. There is nothing to worry about at home except for two dilapidated tile-roofed houses. After finally joining the army, my mind is full of great ambitions to die for the country. I feel that I am facing the loess and my back is facing the sky. The farmer is too unpromising, so he doesn't want to leave." Song Buddha smiled and sighed softly, "Then if you listen to the captain and go back to your hometown to build a house and marry a wife, you might be able to live a smooth life and live an ordinary life ..."

However, how can there be so many ifs? Many choices are irreversible. Life is like a game of chess. Ordinary people are pawns in chess. They can only move forward step by step and never turn back.

"A few days before leaving the army, the military regulations and military discipline are basically just a decoration. I turned off the lights in the middle of the night, and I went to Yao Jian's bed to talk about the future plans together. The two cobblers, who have been in the army for two years, don't know what they are. A few catties and a few taels, and my heart is very high." Song bergamot said, "you come and I chat until the middle of the night, we agreed that we should stay in the army no matter what, and go out to be an armed police in the future. We are the backbone of the masses and the pillars of the new China.”

"Hahaha, a young man in his early twenties seems to be living for nothing if he doesn't say big words and do unrealistic daydreams. He was really young at that time, too young..."

Waiting time can not wait to pinch the stopwatch, and finally made it to the day of discharge from the army, the military organized a celebration ceremony, the team leader showed his face, and said a few sensational words that he could not hear all year round, why start a new life, after The training of the army, you have all been tempered into steel, and if you encounter any setbacks in the future, you will definitely be able to overcome obstacles and forge ahead.

A group of old men, all of them "one and a half catties of white, and beer can be poured casually." Ghostly crying and howling until midnight, the noise made the hens in the next village and the wild wolves on the mountain unable to sleep, and swarmed up to disturb the people.

The next day, the villagers in the village held small white flags and held banners and came to block the gate of the army. As a result, it turned out that it was veterans who had retired from the army. Yes, and surrounded them all the way back home.

Song Foshou and Yao Jiantan did not enjoy this honor, and they were standing in the captain's office to be scolded.

"Is it full enough? In the past two years, our country has just established diplomatic relations with several developed countries. Do you two please, don't look forward to war every day, can you? The peace dove of the United Nations let you stew soup? Get out of here Go back and think it over before coming back!"

"Team captain... We, Xi'an, have made it clear... we want to..."

"Stop, stop! Comrade Yao Jiantan, if you have time to go back and straighten your tongue before you speak, when you're on the battlefield, you can't wait to give orders. A missile from the enemy will wipe out your regiment!" The captain raised his hand. I took a sip of the freshly brewed Pu’er, and my tongue was hot and blistered, "Hiss—oh, look at the two of you, I'm so angry! Get out of here!"

Although Yao Jiantan's name is Jiantan, he stutters a little. This problem gets worse when he is in a hurry. He can't make a fart with three sticks. For this reason, his mother did the opposite when he named it. "talkative".Giving a cheap name can support a fallacy. In the eyes of rural women, a good name can cure all diseases. If it can't be cured, it means that the child is not good enough, and God is unwilling to help.

This back and forth was delayed, and the best time for correction was missed. Yao Jiantan would never be able to "talk" for the rest of his life.

The summer is short and the days are long, no matter how hard one's heart is, the flesh will grow, and Song Bergamot took Yao Jiantan to the sun for three days at the door of the office, and things finally turned around.

Want to stay in the army?Can.But one has no qualifications and no experience, which armed police brigade would want to eat dry food?Since the two of you have such lofty ambitions, let's suffer a little bit first.

The implication is self-evident, if you don't take the good Yangguan Avenue, you have to go all the way to the dark.

"I am comrade-in-arms with the leaders of several police stations. I will inform them in advance and take care of you two. After two days, I will pack up and go to practice!" The captain gave them a hard look.

"After a few years of qualifications, before considering entering the armed police brigade, young people have to go one step at a time, don't think about defending the country all day long. Head-to-head confrontation with bare hands is a fight between elementary school students! People who have no self-protection ability, Wherever you go, you will be cannon fodder for your life."

Wei Nanfeng shook out a cigarette and handed it to Song Foshou.

He hesitated for a moment, but still took it: "Thank you."

"The work at the police station is really cumbersome. It's so busy that you don't touch the ground every day. It's all trivial things. Find a dog today and save a cat the next day. The bergamot rubbed his face, "This is too far from what we expected. Is it because of this that the two of us worked so hard to stay?"

The answer is of course no. Young people can only see great good and great evil in their black and white pupils, and they have always dismissed small favors that are easy to do. They think it is called charity, and what good is a good thing that everyone can do?

The recruits who come out of the army yearn for the real swords and guns, the bloodthirsty long-term battlefield with the tip of the knife, and the precarious and thrilling undercover life.

Instead of staying in the same place day after day, guarding the common people to live and work in peace.

But they never thought about how hard Haiyan Heqing's peaceful and prosperous age came, and how unexpectedly it passed away.

The wheel of the times has turned again. After entering the 21st century, China has ushered in the era of a well-off society for all. The per capita GDP has doubled compared with ten years ago.

For such a big event that the whole world celebrates, the leaders of the country must find an opportunity to gather together, express their feelings about the hardships along the way, and look forward to the still illusory future by the way.

The people of our country have long been under the pressure of further studies and promotions. If the government does not promote a few words of official chicken soup to boost morale, "depression and death from overwork" will become a new batch of massacres of social labor after SARS and bird flu. source of infection.

As a result, a new international conference was about to be held, and the city where Song Bergamo and the others were located was honored to be selected as the main venue.

From the beginning of the year, all construction sites have been shut down, vehicles with odd and even numbers are restricted, the streets have been rectified, and even the kindergarten affiliated to the neighborhood committee has to wear school uniforms every day.

People only dare to close their doors and complain, praying that this meeting whose name can’t be remembered will pass quickly. Leaders will go back to their homes after the long-table banquet. It can be said that the belt was tightened, and I didn't start work for a month.

During the meeting, the whole city was put under martial law. Armed police with live ammunition surrounded the building with three floors inside and three floors outside. Not even a fly could fly in within five kilometers from the outside.

In the police station, the old chief sat on the swivel chair and stretched out, a bunch of old bones twisted and creaked.After half a month of continuous rotation, I worked overtime day and night, and my iron body couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, all this is about to come to an end.

"Tomorrow will be the last day of the holiday. Hey, ancestors, please move quickly."

I was planning where to go for a holiday, when the phone rang in a hurry, the old director was nervous, the landline in the director's office was an internal line, in the middle of the night...

"But don't make any mistakes..."

"Director, I just received a report that a death-row prisoner escaped from the Eighth Division, and is now going along Zhoushan Avenue to the outskirts of the city. A bank was hijacked on the way. Cut off, we are looking for the location of the owner of the machine based on the IP address, the fugitive may have been provoked, and I am afraid they will take hostages!"

The head of the old director "hummed" and he almost couldn't stand still. He supported the edge of the table, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his drooping cheeks to the chest badge on his chest: The entrance of the Zhoushan Avenue overpass is the venue building. The leaders of the municipal party committee...

He took a deep breath, "Immediately notify all members to assemble and carry out arrest operations. The fugitives must be apprehended before dawn!"

"But director, most of our people have been transferred to patrol near the venue. There are not enough manpower. We have already sent a car to chase..."

"Give me one of them! If you don't catch the fugitives, no one will be able to keep their jobs. Do you understand?"

"Then those who came to practice...also..."

"At the moment of the task, everyone is duty-bound. What is the difference between a trainee policeman and a regular policeman except that they cannot be equipped with guns? Drive the car to the door in 5 minutes, and all the staff will be dispatched!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a moment!"

"Boss, what else can I order?"

"The interns are equipped with a car separately, so it is convenient to move around on site. Remember, don't honk your horn."

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The practice police station where Song Foshou and Yao Jiantan work is under the jurisdiction of the Eighth Brigade. hiding place.

Fortunately, I don’t know which unsightly developer actually opened a real estate next to it. The house price is extremely low. For the moonlight people who don't have enough money to buy a toilet, this real estate is undoubtedly a paradise.

So, two years later, the house was successfully handed over, and the owners happily moved into their new home, becoming neighbors with all kinds of vicious death row prisoners.

Many enthusiastic citizens have responded to the municipal party committee many times, but the real estate business license procedures are complete, neither violates the rules nor breaks the law, and no one stipulates that opening of the prison is not allowed. Regarding this, the government can only turn a blind eye. Eye.

Unexpectedly, something really happened.

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Yao Jian talked about his driving skills, he was in charge of driving in the lead, clearing the way for the police force behind, Song Buddha sat in the co-pilot, gearing up, eager to try.

This is the first time the two have participated in an emergency mission, and it is as exciting as making a movie.

"Dare to make trouble under the nose of the leader, this criminal must not be a good stubble!"

Yao Jiantan didn't look sideways: "Buddha, are you nervous?"

"Nervous? It doesn't exist! We are trainee police officers, and we don't even have guns. We can only appease the hostages there and do some aftermath work. How dare the director let us arrest the prisoner? He doesn't want the black hat anymore?"

"Haha, yes... too." Yao Jian was sweating while talking, the steering wheel slipped a little, and he relaxed a little after listening to Song Bergamot's words, but his heart was still about to jump out of his chest.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, when the night market stalls are bustling, nine out of ten contemporary white-collar workers work overtime, so this is the normal off-duty time for the public.

Under the radiant neon lights on the street, tourists are as colorful as crucian carp crossing the river.

The bank that was robbed was just below an office building area, and the cold incandescent lights were gradually stained with blood, giving off a faint sense of death.

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"Don't kill me!!! Don't kill me!!! Please don't—"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The bald man kicked the bank manager to the ground, "Be honest!"

The honest man rolled and crawled under the counter, a smell of stench spread in the air, his crotch was already wet, and he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.Beside them were dozens of corpses in disorder, some of them were in bank uniforms, and some were just customers who came to handle business. There was a bloody gash on their necks, and their bodies were already stiff.

The bald man approached step by step with a blood-stained machete, the metal rubbing against the floor made a toothache sound, and the hideous scars crawled from the corners of the man's eyes all the way to the peak of his eyebrows, and he smiled like a wriggling centipede.

"Next, it's your turn."