After the meeting, Chen Shu had a casual meal at the station at noon, and reported to the instructor Zeng Hong about arranging patrols in the jurisdiction in the evening.
Then he called Zhu Chaoran and went straight to the center of the Dawn Grid.
He was thinking about that brand new, dashing and heroic electric patrol car!
In the evening, the patrol car will take the lead, followed by two uncle-class patrol motorcycles with the youngest service experience in the station. It will be very exciting!
Then take some photos and give them to Zeng Hong, tsk tsk, I will definitely add some chicken drumsticks to the big guy tomorrow night.
After arriving at the grid and parking the car, Chen Shu quickly rushed to the police room and happened to bump into Xiao Lin outside the house holding a nozzle gun to wash down the patrol car.
"Xiao Lin, are you washing the car?"
Xiao Lin let go of the trigger and replied with a smile: "I just had a meeting earlier, and I was thinking that I might need to use this car tonight. So I hurried over after dinner."
Chen Shu walked around the wet electric car and walked to the car washing machine behind Xiao Lin. He walked around twice and looked at it: "This thing is amazing. When I looked over it, I felt that the force of the water spray was very strong! What is this?
brand?"
Xiao Lin raised the water spray gun that was still dripping from the muzzle, and said shyly: "The leader of the grid bought it for me. I don't know what brand it is. But I heard from her that it was imported from abroad. This machine costs 1,000 yuan."
How much?"
Chen Shu was shocked: "So expensive?"
"Yes, the grid leader said that if you want to buy these commonly used equipment, you have to buy better ones."
With one grid on the left and one on the right, this boy must have "turned to the enemy". Chen Shu felt funny in his heart, but he felt a little sorry that he hadn't visited the grid leader in a long time.
After all, on the surface, he is still the police chief of this grid.
He went to Chief Grid's office with familiarity and knocked lightly. As a long-awaited "please come in" came from inside, Chen Shu adjusted his attitude and walked in with his signature smile.
"Chen Shu? Why are you here?"
The bright sunshine shines on Yan Chenxi through the window. He is wearing a black professional suit with an ordinary white shirt underneath. He has no other attire except a small gold chain hanging on his wrist. Ordinary women cannot control such an official dress.
, but when it came to her, it became a bonus.
Chen Shu subconsciously asked: "Aren't you cold?"
There was a long silence in response to Chen Shu. Just when he was a little uneasy and anxious, Yan Chenxi stretched out. From Chen Shu's perspective, he could just see her devilish figure, slender waist, and above D
Her bust size and the professional suit she was wearing made him dumbfounded.
Now he understood why Yan Chenxi wore so thin clothes in winter.
"Do you care what I wear?"
Thinking of how Chen Shu foolishly asked her "why?" this time, Yan Chenxi's black and white eyes gave him a blank look and hit him back.
Haha, you can't spray with a woman. Once you spray, no matter how reasonable the process is, the result will definitely be defeat. After Chen Shu pulled up his chair and sat down, he unceremoniously took the unopened small bottle of Nongfu Spring from the desk, opened it and took a few sips.
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Yan Chenxi suddenly asked: "Today is Christmas Eve, what are your plans for the evening?"
"Oh, yes, today is Christmas Eve, and I came here to tell you about this." Chen Shu put down the water bottle and said seriously.
How could it be so straightforward? Yan Chenxi's hand that was originally holding the teacup tightened, and her face immediately turned red.
She lowered her head and stared at her high heels, holding the tea cup and waiting for a moment, but she still couldn't wait for Chen Shu to make an appointment. He only asked at the beginning, but then there was no sound, which made Yan Chenxi a little anxious.
Carefully raising his head and looking over, Yan Chenxi saw that Chen Shu was looking at his good-looking and resolute face, holding the phone in his hand, as if he was chatting with someone on WeChat.
Why is this guy so unreliable!
There is no reason to make girls wait for this kind of thing!
Yan Chenxi was a little annoyed, but in the end he endured it with a trace of expectation.
Chen Shu frowned and explained the night patrol plan to the plainclothes group. He stuffed his cell phone back into his pocket and said with confidence:
"Chief Grid, our office is working overtime at night to prepare for a big patrol in the area. Can you lend me your electric patrol car for the night? I'll make sure it's bright and shiny when I return it to you tomorrow."
The office suddenly became quiet.
Yan Chenxi's face immediately turned from red to white, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"roll!"
"Get out of here!"
It's not like I'm borrowing someone, I'm just borrowing a car. Please, that's all. Chen Shu felt a lump in his throat and felt very uncomfortable.
He couldn't figure out why Yan Chenxi was angry.
The scene was extremely embarrassing for a time.
"boom!"
The office door was knocked open.
Yan Chenxi and Chen Shu turned around and looked over, only to see Zhu Chaoran holding the walkie-talkie in his hand and his face was pale.
"Brother Shu, we just received a report that someone wanted to jump (Mu——Lou) on the roof of Chanyun Commercial Building on Jiefang Street."
Jump (Mu Lou)?
(bai-) kill?
Chen Shu stiffened his head and turned his head inch by inch, looking at Yan Chenxi who was sitting across from him like a fool. A word came to his mind involuntarily: "Mascot?"
The mascot is actually an irony, and it is also used by the grassroots police to ridicule themselves. It means that every time this person is on duty, they will definitely encounter extremely bad or extremely numerous police situations.
"Walk!"
Chen Shu blurted out and rushed out of the office.
Passing by the police room, I called out to Xiao Lin who was packing up his equipment after washing the car.
The Chanyun Commercial Building on Jiefang Street is right on the side of the road. It doesn't need a small and exquisite electric patrol car that can be easily maneuvered in the alley. What it needs is a fuel vehicle that can increase speed with a large accelerator.
The three of them got into the car. Chen Shu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly became excited and asked Xiao Lin, who was sitting in the back seat: "Is there a rope in the trunk? A thick rope."
"...There should be, right?" Xiao Lin hesitated.
"Get out of the car and check!"
Xiao Lin agreed and immediately opened the car door and rushed out.
Chen Shu lowered his head and thought about what else he needed to prepare to rescue people on the top of a tall building.
"Bang! Bang"
The sound of two car doors opening and closing came from behind.
Seeing that Zhu Chaoran showed no signs of driving, Chen Shu urged: "Drive quickly!"
"Xiao Lin hasn't come up yet."
After opening and closing the car door, Chen Shu turned his head suspiciously and saw the "mascot" sitting in the back seat with a serious look on his face.
Chen Shu: "Jiefang Street is not the jurisdiction of our grid, right?"
The jurisdiction of Zhongshan Police Station currently covers five community grids, and Liming Grid Service Center is one of them.
Yan Chenxi glared: "Human life is at stake, how can we be so particular! I worked as a volunteer in a psychological counseling room when I was in college. I might be able to help a little after I go there."
Chen Shu nodded, thinking that this was also the case. If psychology was not of use, he could help hold up the air bed or something downstairs.
Xiao Lin was sweating profusely and ran into the back seat of the car. When he saw Yan Chenxi, he was stunned for a moment, and then said to Chen Shu: "Chen Suo, there is only a rope in the trunk of our car. I thought the electric patrol car also has one, so I took it.
Come here. Now we have two ropes!"
"Set off!"
Zhu Chaoran stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like flying.
At the critical moment, Santana 2000, this old guy, can do it!