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Chapter 351 Night Patrol

Chen Shu and the two returned to the unit, and when they went upstairs, they bumped into Xie Chi, the deputy instructor, hurriedly rushing down.

He grabbed Chen Shu and said anxiously: "Chen Shu, Li Da just called me and said that he would take a period of sick leave."

As the deputy instructor of the brigade, Xie Chi has the same rank as deputy brigade leader Chen Shu, but after all, he is an old comrade who has been in the police for 20 to 30 years, and he calls Chen Shu by his first name when he meets him.

On the other hand, Chen Shu, out of respect for his old comrades, always addressed him by his surname and official position.

Chen Shu nodded: "Thank you for teaching me. I know about this. I was the one who sent him to the hospital this afternoon."

"Oh! How is it? Is it a big problem?"

Chen Chuan, who didn't mind the trouble, laughed twice and joked: "It wasn't a big problem at first, but once Chen Shu got involved, it became a big problem. Ouch! Why do you keep kicking me!"

Chen Shu glared at Chen Chuan, turned around and scratched his scalp, not knowing how to explain. He simply asked Xie Chi to sit down in the office and tell the whole story.

From when I had breakfast with Yang Chang, I learned that Li Da was sick and refused to go to the hospital. Later, I contacted my high school classmate who worked in the gastroenterology department of the hospital in advance, and finally led Li Da to come to the house to perform a show and explain it thoroughly.

Xie Chi asked: "Does that mean you are actually not sick anymore?"

"I'm sick, otherwise why would I have stomachache all the time? It turned out to be mild cholecystitis, just take some medicine. This hospitalization is mainly for conditioning."

Xie Chi gave a thumbs up and said to Chen Shu: "That's great. As expected, he came from the police station. He has so many ideas. But having said that, I have lived for more than fifty years, and this is the first time I have heard someone ask a doctor to help with acting.

It’s awesome to scare patients! Haha.”

After listening, thinking about the sad and helpless expression on Li Da's poker face, I couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

But Li Da still had to be hospitalized after all, and it was inappropriate to laugh, so Xie Chi quickly restored his normal expression and drank some water to suppress his smile.

Then, he asked curiously: "Chen Shu, how did you come up with such a thing? Aren't you afraid that Li Da's relatives will come to the hospital and catch the doctor asking questions and expose his flaws?"

Chen Shu shrugged: "According to Yang Chang, Li Da's stomachache has been going on for a long time. His family must be aware of it, and they probably can't stop it. When they get to the hospital now, they will definitely not care about anything.

First, let’s work together with the doctor to send Li Da in.

Well, that's how I got into my dad's stubbornness. These chronic diseases, if discovered and treated early, will have almost no impact on the body. If they develop for a while, it won't necessarily happen." Qian Qian.

妦徾

Xie Chi, who is in his fifties, attaches great importance to maintaining health. Chen Shu's words spoke to his heart.

Li Da's matter here came to an end, and Xie Chi, as the deputy instructor, said worriedly: "Chen Shu, Li Da is on leave in his first year, and you and I are the only leaders of the brigade. We can still take turns to do the duty. But there are tens of millions of people.

Don’t let anything big happen..."

In the past, the brigade was headed by the young and strong Li Da. Now that Li Da is on sick leave, as usual, Xie Chi, who is more senior in the brigade, should take charge of the work. But he is already old, and he is about to be replaced.

Chen Shu can completely understand the peace of mind of taking a back seat.

Chen Shu sat upright and tried to be as gentle as possible: "Thank you for teaching me, don't worry, I'm at work."

...

7 p.m., lobby on the first floor

Since Li Da took sick leave, Chen Shu volunteered to take over the duty team left behind by Li Da, so after being on duty yesterday, Chen Shu was still in charge today.

The policeman on duty is Zhang Qing, the deputy squadron leader of the No. 1 Squadron. He is said to be the deputy deputy squadron leader, but in fact, his administrative level is still a section officer. He is mainly responsible for managing the police assisting members under his command, so he has been appointed deputy squadron leader.

The squadron leader is equivalent to the grid sergeant of the police station. Although the administrative level is the same as that of Chen Shu, he is still one level lower in rank.

Chen Shu led the team on duty to inspect the gun in the hall. Since only Chen Shu and Zhang Qing in the entire team had "gun certificates", they were the only ones who followed the standard actions in the hall, and the rest of the team members stood at attention and lined up.

Waiting in a row.

The pistols of the SWAT brigade are different from those of the police station in terms of model and usage specifications. For example, in terms of model, the Zhongshan Police Station still has the Type 64 pistol, while the SWAT brigade has been uniformly updated to the domestically produced Type 92 a few years ago.

The difference between 64 and 92 is roughly equivalent to the difference between a fruit knife and a machete.

In terms of usage specifications, the Zhongshan Institute is a second-class large institute with more than 30 police officers. There are only three guns in the huge gun warehouse. One is for the leader on duty, one for the police on duty, and the remaining one is kept in the warehouse.

Have a spare inside.

According to old comrades in the institute, the spare one has not been out of the warehouse for more than ten years.

In the SWAT brigade, a police officer is equipped with a designated pistol. As long as the person works in the SWAT brigade, the gun will always follow him. This "gun follows the person" standard has two biggest advantages.

The first is that police officers can become familiar with the ballistics of pistols in daily training, which will greatly improve the hit rate; the second is that when it comes to the maintenance of pistols, being a designated police officer will make people more careful.

After checking the gun, Chen Shu said: "We patrol at night, no matter what happens, there is only one rule, that is, we must pay attention to our own safety. This is the first priority. The first priority! Do you understand?"

Suddenly, the scene of Wang Ju's instructions during the train rescue came to mind.

Chen Shu thought for a while, walked around the five-person duty group, stood up his collar, patted the cigarette ashes on his body, and helped organize the five police officers' appearance.

Returning to the front, he solemnly said: "The police must protect themselves first before they can protect more people."

"Yes!" The five of them stood at attention and answered in unison.

Chen Shu noticed that a thin man standing at the end of the team shouted the loudest with his thick neck.

He said: "Let's go, I will go out with you in the evening."

Under the leadership of deputy squadron leader Zhang Qing, the four assisting police officers walked out of the hall, walked to the Transit troop carrier parked in the compound, and began to board the vehicle.

Chen Shu followed behind, and when he walked out of the door on the first floor of the office building, he saw Chen Chuan standing by the door fully equipped, smoking his usual white cigarette with a relaxed look on his face.

Chen Shu asked strangely: "Chen Chuan, didn't you just finish your shift last night? Why don't you go back now?"

Chen Chuan spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and stomped it out on the ground, and said proudly: "Have you ever seen a policeman on duty? I'm just idle and bored. Maybe I will encounter something interesting if I follow you. Hehe, you are

The legendary Conan’s physique.”

Chen Shu kicked the opponent: "You're almost thirty, and you're not even good at it yet. Get out!"

He picked up the armed belt full of equipment and followed him into the car.


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