"Don't be polite tonight, the people here are all our own people." After Officer Zhao finished speaking, he pointed at Song He and smiled at the crowd: "Don't you want to know who made you feel dizzy when you call the police? This is the real owner."

Four pairs of eyes and eight gazes were immediately fixed on Song He, with doubts, appreciation, curiosity, and consideration.

"Hello everyone, my surname is Song. Why bother with a single name?" Song He did not show any stage fright and introduced himself with a smile. He looked around at a circle of male and female policemen in plainclothes. A brief observation revealed that these people were not simple people.

"Who are you? These are all the apprentices I brought out." Officer Zhao introduced them one by one with a smile: "This fat guy's name is Cheng Bin. Don't look at him. He always smiles when he sees people. He seems to be easy to deal with, but what he is good at is interrogation.

.This tall and thin man is called Sun Xiaohai, he has very poisonous eyes and is very good at counter-attacking. There is also this little black-faced man, Zhou Kai, although he looks ugly, he is an expert in fighting and grappling. The last little beauty, today is not

Are you going to treat your wounds? She is a policewoman from our police station, named Wu Xuerui, and her case analysis is very unique."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I've met all the elites in the police community." Song He imitated the ancients and sang "O" with his fists clasped, making everyone laugh.

"I won't introduce you to your skills. I'll show you my skills and let my apprentices like me who have never seen the world see you." Officer Zhao said to Song He with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll show you." Song He knew that Zhao Congjun was creating opportunities for him to break into the circle of the Nancheng District Police Station. He pointed at a diner not far away, smiled and spoke slowly:

"The man is married, a teacher by profession, and the subject he teaches should be physical education. Sitting next to him is his wife, who is also a teacher, but the subject is physics or mathematics. The couple has a child, a girl.

They have already gone to college, are filial and sensible, and work part-time jobs. They are a work-study student. Their family conditions are good, and at least one car, the white SUV on the roadside, is theirs. The man glanced here secretly, what they are talking about now,

That should be why we keep staring at him."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and all smiled. For a moment, the atmosphere was particularly cheerful, and the eyes looking at Song He were full of surprise.

"How did you figure it out? Especially about their children." Sun Xiaohai glanced at the couple again. Although he could see some information, it was nowhere as good as Song He.

"It's all in the details." Song He explained: "Based on the sign of the car key that the man put on the table, we can tell which car belongs to them, and then there is a school pass on the front windshield of the car, so we can basically tell

Their professional scope, and based on some conversation habits...

"Finally, the price and style of the couple's watches worn by the couple are very ordinary, and they don't match them very well. However, they are well maintained. They obviously take good care of them. At the same time, there is a trace of showing off in their speech and behavior. Naturally, it is their daughter.

It was given as a gift. Normally, no students would use their own living expenses to buy gifts for their parents, especially gifts with low cost performance like watches. So their daughter should use her first income to buy them for her parents."

After what he said, everyone was dumbfounded. Officer Zhao smacked his lips happily and looked at Song He and nodded secretly.

After a while, the food was served. Cheng Bin opened the beer with a smile, poured it for everyone one by one, and then said to Song He: "Xiao Song, how did you develop this skill? Tell us."

As soon as he finished speaking, except for Officer Zhao, the other three people fell silent with their eyes shining brightly. Sun Xiaohai even deliberately picked his ears, fearing that he had missed something.

You must know that Song He's level of good eyesight is extremely desirable for any policeman.

"How should I put it? Part of it is exercise, part of it is reading and research, and I gradually got it." Song He smiled and shared some of his experiences with everyone.

learn?

How can it be!

Is it so easy to learn how to merge the memories of two lives?

If you don't die once, how can you have a chance!

It is a coincidence that no matter in the previous life or in this life, Song He in both worlds is uniquely talented in observation, and each has its own uniqueness.

And these things seem to have undergone wonderful changes with the integration of Song He's memories after his rebirth, allowing his powers of observation to reach an astonishing level!

After he finished speaking, the four of them all made up their minds to go back and give it a try. Even if they couldn't meet Song He's standards, it would be good to make some progress.

"Who, don't pay attention to them. No one can learn what you have without talent. Otherwise, everyone can become a detective." Officer Zhao revealed the secret, but his tone was a little unwilling.

Song He smiled, ate food and drank wine without saying anything else.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Bin quietly changed the subject: "Xiao Song, tell us how you found those fugitive suspects."

"It's a long story..."

Song He started from the story about Sister Zhao, hiding the rebirth and system, and only said that this incident made him interested in actively looking for fugitives, which made everyone sigh.

Next, everyone chatted while eating and drinking, and the relationship between them gradually became closer.

After drinking and eating, Song He finally couldn't hold it any longer. He approached Cheng Bin and asked, "Brother Bin, how do you know who Officer Zhao is talking about?"

"Huh?" Cheng Bin was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "We don't know either, this is one of the top ten mysteries in our police circles, who is known as Zhao Dadao!"

Sun Xiaohai, who heard them chatting from the side, came over and said with a smile: "This thing is really hard to explain, but when the master talks about someone, except for the specific person who can understand it, no one else knows what he said.

Who is it! And this title of master will only be used on one’s own people, so the people in the bureau who have been called that by master will breathe harder than others!"

"Is it so mysterious?" Song He, who was extremely curious, suddenly became interested and asked: "What are the remaining ten metaphysics?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Officer Zhao suddenly smiled and said: "Don't tell any of you, let him ask on his own."

"Old Zhao, this is wrong." Song He laughed and said, "You think I can't ask?"

"Anyway, in my three-thirds of an acre of land, you really can't ask without me asking." Officer Zhao drank a glass of beer and said boldly: "As for other places in Yucheng, if you have the ability, go and ask.

A bunch of chickens and dogs, they know nothing!"

When Cheng Bin and others saw this, they immediately couldn't laugh or cry. They knew that he had gotten drunk and started to let himself go.

When Song He saw it, he immediately understood: Officer Zhao's drinking capacity was extremely bad!

Officer Zhao's drunkenness also signaled the end of the meal. Song He quickly said goodbye to the police officers and took a taxi back home.

While bathing and humming, Song He felt that after eating this meal, he not only got closer to Officer Zhao, but also got to know him better, and at the same time, he respected him more.

Officer Zhao's name is Zhao Congjun. He comes from a standard military and police family. He is famous for his tough style and love of chewing hard bones. Because his eyebrows are like two big knives, when he moves, he looks like he is about to fly out and chop people, so he is also called Zhao Dadao by his colleagues.

After inheriting his father's career as a police officer, Zhao Congjun worked very hard on cases. In addition, he solved several serious cases one after another, made great achievements many times, and was promoted for his merits. He soon became a police boss in a county.

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At that time, Nancheng District was already the hardest-hit area in Yucheng's public security management. In addition, the original Nancheng District Police Chief was transferred elsewhere and the position was vacant. The choice of successor became the most troublesome issue for the Yucheng police community.

But just when all the candidates were avoiding him, Zhao Congjun, who had no connection with Nancheng District, actually asked to be transferred to the Nancheng District Police Station!

Now, it has been three months since he took his four apprentices to settle in Nancheng District. He had just completed the internal adjustments of the police station and was about to take action in Nancheng District. However, Song He rushed in at the right time.

In less than two days, there were more than a dozen reporting calls, and all of them were solid, and there was no wrong case!

This makes Zhao Congjun unable to take it lightly. You must know that there are so many unsolved cases in Nancheng District that he finds it difficult. Although most of them are thefts and the like, there are also serious cases. At the same time, Nancheng District is densely populated.

Complexity, high mobility, and chaotic public security management have brought great obstacles to the detection of cases.

And Song He's ability is exactly the big pillow he needs most when he is dozing off!

Lying on the bed, Song He was drunk. When he was sleepy, the appearance of Zhao Congjun's master and apprentice appeared in his mind, and a thought came to his mind: These are a group of respectable people...

...

"Brother Ergui, let's avoid the limelight first."

In a rental house in Chengzhong Village, Nancheng District, the lights are dim. The only things in the house are pots, bowls, beds and chairs, which are arranged in a disorderly manner. Even so, there are still six or seven men crowded in the house, which exudes a strange smell.

The air is full of restlessness.

The person who spoke was a man standing in the corner. He was thin and short, with cloudy eyes. He didn't look very old.

"Who has been arrested?" Sitting on the single bed was an ordinary-looking man with a gloomy expression. He was obviously the second ghost the man called.

"Everyone who went out was basically arrested." The thin man sounded uneasy and said while counting his fingers: "Xiaomao, Paw, and San'er who did odd jobs didn't come back."

"A bunch of unworthy things!" Ergui gritted his teeth and slapped the edge of the bed: "I must have had itchy hands and got caught by Heipi! No, Yucheng can't stay any longer. If those three guys can't protect each other, who will have to do it in order to reduce the sentence?

Tell us!"

"It shouldn't be..." Another man with sallow skin seemed a little unwilling, frowning and said: "No matter how unloyal they are, they don't dare to offend the public."

Ergui followed the sound and found out that it was his new younger brother who had never been in the game before. He smiled at him with disdain and said: "You are just talking now, when will you go in?"

, maybe not as good as them!"

After saying that, he stood up, looked around at his younger brothers, and said with a serious face: "I'm going to leave anyway, and you guys have to stay with you. But if you leak something in the future and implicate me, don't blame me for ruining your Taoism!"

When everyone saw this, they quickly shook their heads to show that they did not dare, and stepped back to make way for him to leave.

The remaining people looked at each other and dispersed one by one. It was unclear whether they ran away, hid, or didn't take it to heart.

Early the next morning, Song He opened the system task list and found that there were fewer targets in it. They were all thieves. He suddenly understood that these guys were hiding from the wind.

Song He smiled indifferently. He had already expected this situation. Although his behavior yesterday contained some elements of revenge, he was still very restrained and only attacked the mission targets who appeared on the street. But even so, it would still be impossible.

To avoid being noticed by their peers, thus scaring away some people.

"Don't worry, as long as you have a case against you, I will catch you sooner or later."

Song He's tone was relaxed, just because after he completed twenty C-level missions, the system notified him that the radius of the detection range had increased by five kilometers!

After confirming with the system, Song He was determined that as long as he continued to complete C-level tasks in the future, sooner or later he would be able to detect all the fugitive suspects in the world!

When the time comes, hum…

"With a radius of twenty kilometers, it can basically cover the entire Nancheng District, but you have to be relaxed when doing things. From today on, I will go to the company in the morning and do tasks in the afternoon." Song He did not plan to spend the whole day.

When it comes to completing system tasks, after all, I am still an employee of the company, and going to work should be treated as a break between tasks.

When he arrived at the company, he just entered the conference room where the morning meeting was held and sat down. Song He's heart moved. He felt someone walking towards him. He turned around and saw that it was Zhang Hongmei who was approaching him quietly.

I saw Zhang Hongmei sitting next to Song He with a sullen face, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Song, you asked for leave again after just one day at work. Others will have opinions when they see it."

"Aunt Hongmei, I was really in trouble yesterday. I happened to meet someone who stole something, so I acted bravely." Song He raised his arm that he had re-wrapped in the morning and said pitifully: "Look, he's still injured."

"Injured? What's going on?" Zhang Hongmei was startled when she heard this, and looked at Song He's arm in surprise.

"The flesh wound was scratched twice with the knife." When Song He took a shower yesterday, he noticed that the wound had begun to scab and heal, but he still wrapped it in gauze. After all, he was stabbed yesterday and was more than half healed today.

Somewhat shocking.

"You asked me to tell you what you are good at, but you can't save yourself the trouble?" Zhang Hongmei felt helpless at Song He's usual way of going his own way. She tried to persuade her, but it had no effect at all. She could only move out of Song He's parents: "Your parents

I'll be back soon, so don't blame me for complaining to them."

"Aunt Hongmei, you can't do that." Song He glanced at Zhang Hongmei and said with a very firm tone: "Because you have something to ask me for now."

Zhang Hongmei knew Song He's character very well. He didn't like to beat around the bush when others came to ask for help, because beating around the bush was of no use to him and was a waste of time, so she said bluntly: "I won't complain. You can help Xiao Wang sign the order."

Xiao Wang’s order is huge and he can’t afford to lose it.”

Song He didn't speak. He narrowed his eyes and had some guesses in his mind, but still confirmed: "Wang Xingbai?"

Zhang Hongmei nodded, but was stared at by Song He, who was a little confused. When she was about to say something, Song He squinted his eyes and spoke calmly:
Chapter completed!