Chapter 221 Return to Eastern State No. 13 High School
Chapter 221 Return to Dongzhou No. 13 Middle School
Author: There is a bear in the backpack
Chapter 221 Return to Dongzhou No. 13 Middle School
At dawn, the rain that had been falling all day and night finally stopped.
Perhaps this was the reason why everyone was reluctant to go out on rainy days. It was rare for him to get a full night's sleep without being disturbed by the police. Chen Shu got up from the wooden bed in the police station dormitory and felt very comfortable.
If your waist is not good, you must sleep on a hard bed. Although he is young and healthy now, he can do somersaults with his waist and horse in one position, but he must pay attention to health maintenance in the morning and not in the evening.
But having said that, since he has become a policeman, health care actually has nothing to do with him.
I went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, wandered around the duty hall on the first floor, then returned to the office, sat on the sofa and smoked for a while, and finally waited until work time at 8:30.
He took out his cell phone and dialed.
"Hey, Fatty, are you awake? It's time to go to work."
"Okay, let's go to the cafeteria and eat. In the morning we will go to a few schools in the area."
"By the way, remember to change into casual clothes, don't forget your pants."
Some time ago, I happened to be entangled in a public opinion incident involving the police. As an "Internet celebrity" involved in the case, I was repeatedly ordered by my superiors not to leave my workplace. As everyone knows, for Chen Shu, who is accustomed to walking around the streets to look for clues and check public opinion,
The days of being trapped in Zhongshan Police Station and Zhengming Branch are really more difficult than going to jail.
In fact, he had always wanted to take the time to find out about the female student Tiao (Mu-Lou) who he rescued last time. Although the girl's family contact information could be found on the public security intranet, he couldn't make a phone call.
It would be too abrupt to ask her parents directly, and what they need most right now is a quiet environment.
They can no longer bear the slightest bit of trouble.
Thinking of the vague scars he saw on the girl's wrist and the old-fashioned world-weary words, Chen Shu felt a knot in his heart. He always felt that there might be an invisible black hand behind this.
Although the police are not omnipotent, and logically speaking, they should not interfere in these matters that should be the responsibility of teachers and parents, but it is not a loss to take a few dozen minutes to wander around the school while taking advantage of the break from work.
"Little book."
Instructor Zeng Hong walked into the office and sat on the sofa. He put his handbag aside with a playful smile on his face: "I heard from Xiao Wang that you didn't go back to the dormitory last night? You squatted in the dormitory every day.
What are you doing here? Young people, go out and walk more when you have time."
Chen Shu and Monk Zhang Er were a little confused.
What happened to the instructor today?
In the early morning at the police station, the policeman came to me and started nagging me without changing his uniform?
I'm not even thirty yet.
"There's no one at home, so it's not as interesting as being in the institute. Xiao Wang and the others said last night that I was in the institute, and they felt much more at ease when they were on duty." Chen Shu answered honestly.
Zeng Hong had a look of hatred on his face: "You bring food to the school every day when you have nothing to do, so of course they will have peace of mind! You took the time to get a haircut in the morning and take care of yourself! I didn't know that Teacher Zhang was interested in you.
What time is it?"
Chen Shu opened his eyes wide and asked questions: What happened???
Zeng Hong grabbed his handbag and walked out of the house: "Teacher Zhang will bring people over to record the program this afternoon. You should be well prepared. Remember, spend more money on your hair and don't go to Lao Li's to get a haircut.
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"I find that place too old-fashioned. I don't know why you go there every time." Zeng Hong muttered, shaking his head and sighing, and walked out of the office.
Chen Shu raised his hand and said, "I have something to do this afternoon." Before he could say anything, he was the only lonely figure left in the office.
11 a.m., Zhifang Road, next to Dongzhou No. 13 Middle School
Two young men who looked completely out of age compared to the parents of the students squatted on the sidewalk not far from the school gate, staring at the school gate. You had a cigarette, and I was puffing away at the cigarette.
The fat one among them asked: "Brother Shu, why are we here? To pick up your child?"
The person called "Brother Shu" is our beloved "Internet celebrity" policeman in the new era - Chen Shu.
"Get out!" Chen Shu was furious.
Originally, he found out through the public security intranet that the high school attended by the girl who danced 0 was No. 13 Middle School. He figured that since all the students in the school had such incidents, it should be a school with terrible management.
It was supposed that when classes were over, several roaring "will-o'-the-wisps" appeared near the school gate, and then a few "social-(ren)" people with long hair and cigarettes in their mouths came down.
Maybe he's waiting for his girlfriend, or coming to support his younger brother, but he always looks chic and eye-catching.
But now, where is there any parking space at this door?
This scene is really different from when he was studying.
Chen Shu looked at the crowds of students and parents surrounding the school entrance, sighed helplessly, and stuffed another cigarette into his mouth.
A hand suddenly stretched out in front of the statement and made a "two" sign.
"Brother, give me a root too."
Chen Shu glanced sideways at the boy who had just sneakily moved to his side and squatted down together.
This boy acted as the "gun" for the owner of the Time Travel King Internet Cafe when Chen Shu handled the case of Internet cafes failing to register in accordance with regulations half a year ago.
He was still the same as before, carrying a large canvas schoolbag that was very unique and probably one of a kind, and he was still wearing the same old school uniform and shoes.
The only thing that was different from the fearful look in his eyes when they first met was that Chen Shu discovered that the boy's eyes under his thick black eyebrows were clear and clean.
Obviously, he has returned to the right path and has a bright mind.
Chen Shu took out a Liqun cigarette from his pocket and threw it over: "Are there any cigarettes in school?"
The boy caught the cigarette with a smile, skillfully took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it: "No, the teacher at school is very verbose. I just picked up a few cigarettes on the way to and from school to refresh myself."
"Staying up late playing King?" Zhu Chaoran, who had just climbed up to the rank of King, asked curiously, using himself to save others.
"no."
"That must be chicken eating!"
The boy glanced at Zhu Chaoran, who had dark circles under his eyes, and replied: "Fat brother, I don't play games anymore."
Chen Shu joked casually: "Is it better to stay up late and read?"
"Um."
The boy pressed the lighter "pop" and inhaled in his mouth, and the cigarette lit up.
He closed his eyes and took a shallow breath, but it took a long time before he spit it out reluctantly. Anyone who knows anything knows that the boy's posture cannot be achieved even after several years of practice.
"I'm in my senior year of high school. If I want to get into the school of my dreams, I have no choice but to work hard."
Chen Shu turned around, looked at it for a moment, and asked, "Which school do you want to attend?"
The boy lit the cigarette butt, and the ashes scattered all over the ground in the wind. He raised the corners of his mouth and looked up at the blue sky.
Looking from Chen Shu's side, he felt that the boy smiled very openly and contentedly. This feeling was a bit similar to his own when he was a student.