At 10 o'clock in the evening, there were still traffic on Zhongshan Road.

A black car slowly drove to the gate of the Sixth Courtyard of the City. Before the car stopped, a young man got off and ran out of the hall. He took out his cell phone and took a few photos at the police station of the Sixth Courtyard of the Xinyuan Street next to the hall. He ran back and opened the car door and entered the co-pilot.

The driver turned the steering wheel tacitly. Sitting in the back row was a third-level police officer in uniform. He looked at the Chaoyang Community Police Station on the opposite side of the road through the car window glass, and asked expressionlessly: "Is there anyone?"

"There is an auxiliary policeman who is sleeping on his desk."

"Tell me down."

"yes!"

The car drove to Chaoyang Bridge and turned around slowly with the turn signal, then returned to the gate of the Sixth Yuan of the City, but stopped at the south side of the road and under the bus stop sign.

The young man sitting in the passenger seat pushed the door and got out of the car again. He ran to the door of the police room and saw a female Xieqin wearing a uniform with the words "Special Service" and a male Xieqin who was also wearing the words "Special Service" were sitting at the desk. He couldn't help but open the glass door and asked, "Which unit do you belong to? Are there any police officers in the police room?"

"Hello, we are from the Chaoyang Community Voluntary Security Patrol Team. There are police officers in our police station. Officer Han is doing publicity in Yanhe Park. What's wrong with you?" Zheng Xinyi, who was on duty tonight, raised her head and thought about turning on the law enforcement recorder that was not on her shoulders.

Voluntary security patrol, I have never heard of it.

It's quite formal, and there is a law enforcement recorder.

The young man neither showed his ID to indicate his identity nor said anything. He held up his cell phone to take a photo while asking, "What kind of publicity will be done in the middle of the night?"

Who is this person?

It's so cool, it's like a leader.

Zheng Xinyi cursed inwardly, but said with a smile: "Which unit do you belong to? What's the matter with finding Officer Han who is stationed in our police station?"

Are you wrong in your police station?

The young man was ridiculous and thought that he had nothing to say to the two volunteer security patrol members, so he simply put away his cell phone and turned around and walked out.

"Wait, why are you like this!"

Zheng Xinyi and Xiao Xu, a member of the team on duty tonight, chased to the door, and the young man had already run to the road and got into a car that had never stopped.

The middle-aged man in white police uniform looked at them through the glass and asked in confusion: "What's going on? Which unit are they from?"

"Secretary Yu, they said they were from the community voluntary security patrol team. They didn't doze off and looked quite regular. They said that the police stationed in the police station was doing publicity in Yanhe Park. What kind of publicity can be done in the middle of the night? I guess eight out of ten are not on duty. They are helping the police cover up."

"Xiao Shi, go to the river to have a look."

"Yes." The driver responded, raised his foot and let go of the accelerator, turned on the turn signal, slowed down the car and prepared to turn.

The car slowly drove to Hebin Road. Since the park along the river is below the slope, the scene below can be seen by sitting in the car.

The park is very lively in the evenings in summer. Many elderly people exercise on the park road, dance square dance or sing, and many young people enjoy the cool air in the park. The middle-aged police officer saw a few tables on the small square to the south at a glance, and a young policeman and Xie Qin, who was in his forties, were explaining something to the onlooker.

It was confirmed that the two voluntary security officers in the police station did not tell lies and were about to ask the driver to turn around to the next stop. The young policeman below actually took a violin from an old man and sat aside with the old man holding other instruments, as if he was accompaniment to the old men and ladies who were preparing to sing in the whole team.

The middle-aged police officer couldn't help laughing and said, "It's a good time to do legal publicity at night. Young people have to go to work during the day, and the elderly have to help take care of their children. Moreover, it's so hot during the day. Who would listen to the publicity in the community? It's all formalism. It's different at night. Everyone has time at night. Not only is it not formalism, but the effect will be very good."

A policeman could play the violin, and the young man sitting in the passenger seat found it funny. He picked up a small notebook and asked while making records, "I didn't see that he is still versatile. Secretary Yu, is he on duty?"

"What does it mean to count? This is not on duty, this is working."

The middle-aged police officer thought about patting the driver on the shoulder and signaled the driver to stop the car. He looked at the small park below and said to the young man sitting in the passenger seat: "There is so much pressure on grassroots police officers to work. It is not easy to come out to conduct publicity at night, and it is even less easy to get along with the masses. Xiao Lu, go down and ask what his surname is, what publicity he had just made, and take a few photos by the way."

"yes!"

………

As soon as he played the violin, Han Chaoyang seemed to have changed.

His eyes were closed and he was immersed in the melody, and he was so intoxicated that the city bureau inspector took photos in the crowd, and he didn't expect that the city police secretary and the inspector detachment leader would come out to patrol in person at night.

After Aunt Wang and Aunt Yu and the others sang one song after another, he played one song after another, which attracted warm applause. If he didn't open his eyes and looked at it, he would really feel like he would be on stage in the Grand Theater to accompaniment the choir.

The song ends and is about to pull the next song.

Lao Xu walked over and leaned over and said, "Chaoyang, Team Tang is here. They have action tonight and want to ask us for help."

Any action that can be taken at this point is definitely to rectify the barbecue on the road.

Han Chaoyang reacted, put away his violin and walked to the "conductor", and said apologetically: "Director Wang, sorry, I can only be here tonight."

It was already very good for the young man to come and play for such a long time, and with his joining, the band's performance level has improved significantly.

How could the old factory manager hold him back and not let him go? He held his hand tightly and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's okay, go busy, come again tomorrow night if you have time, I'll send you WeChat when the time comes."

"Director Wang, you always remember to help promote the marketing of free travel. After all, there are a few people who come out to play at night. They may not believe it in the group. There are many people who don't know how to use their smartphones without WeChat or join the group."

"Don't worry, I didn't know at first, but now I know who will be deceived. You're right, there will be no stuffed cakes in the sky, and there will be no free lunch in the sky. If you didn't remind me in time, I would have suffered a big loss because of taking advantage of it. In the future, I would have to strengthen my awareness of prevention."

"It's not that you always want to take advantage of this little thing, but mainly because the scammers' techniques are too clever and make people unable to guard against. I will definitely come tomorrow night and tell you how to prevent telecom fraud tomorrow night."

"Okay, I should talk about it. I'll notify you tomorrow and let everyone who doesn't usually come out to listen."
Chapter completed!