A young boy wearing black-rimmed glasses and carrying a large schoolbag, who looked like a college student, silently pasted his mobile phone and ID card together and handed it to the police.
The policeman glanced at the ID card and pushed it back.
Then he took the phone, pulled out a data cable from a nearby laptop and connected it to the phone. After about half a minute, he disconnected and handed back the phone.
The boy took back his cell phone, lowered his head and quietly walked away from the stuck spot.
The whole process lasted about ten seconds. The boy was very cooperative, and the policeman's attitude could not be said to be good or bad. It gave the impression that both parties were used to this process, and both parties had extremely natural movements and expressions, like the kind of people who blend into daily life at work.
Or go to school.
"This is to search whether there are illegal videos or audios in the mobile phone." Lao Cheng explained, and then motioned to the police at the stuck point not to come over and salute, and to continue the verification work.
In Donghai Province, the police occasionally check people's mobile phones, but they just check to see if the anti-fraud center app is installed, or open WeChat to read chat records and Moments. Of course, this situation is actually extremely rare, and nx...jiang
The crowd here is queuing up to wait for police verification. The situation is different.
The second person to be inspected was a middle-aged man carrying a briefcase. What he took out from the bag was a fruit mobile phone and an ID card.
The police officer took a casual look and waved his hand to let the other person leave.
Lin Dakai asked: "Chengdu University, don't you check this kind of fruit phone? Is it because they have closed the system, or are there other difficulties?"
"It can also be checked, but there are more restrictions. You have to take it inside and use a professional machine to check it. Generally speaking, if it is not particularly necessary, just let it go."
Everyone nodded.
Jiang Hai took out the fruit phone given to him by his sister Yan Chenxi as a reward for being admitted to the police academy. He approached Chen Shu and asked: "Brother Shu, is it that the confidentiality of the fruit phone is so strong that even our police can't check it? I read the news on the Internet,
It’s said that the FBL in Beautiful Country cannot be unlocked and cannot be used to obtain evidence!”
Before Chen Shu could explain, Lao Cheng took over: "The cloud data of the fruit phone is stored in the domestic company's server, and we can retrieve it by sending a letter. However, the local data is more troublesome and requires the cooperation of the owner to unlock it.
From the perspective of evidence collection, the data of Fruit Phone is actually the most complete and the most structured.
"By the way, if the police here want to use fruit phones, they have to report to the unit. Generally, it is not recommended."
Everyone seemed to understand what he was saying, but they felt that the captain of the special police patrol brigade had a wide range of knowledge.
They should be much better than the special police at their coastal locations who only patrol.
The devil is one foot high, and the road is ten feet high. The devil is ten feet high, and the road is ten feet high. Presumably, the strength of the hostile forces they face must be far higher than that of ordinary criminals... Standing on the side and listening attentively
Chen Shu thought of this.
The first two were both Chinese, and the third person who was examined was a Wei man in his twenties, wearing ethnic costumes, and he looked quite fierce.
"Police, check!"
I don't know if it was Chen Shu's illusion, but he suddenly felt that the inspection police had lost their previous casualness and indifference, and his whole state immediately became tense, and even his words were a bit serious. In the previous two inspections, both parties had been involved in the whole process.
But not even a word was said.
"Okay, officer!"
The man from the Wei ethnic group who was inspected spoke very standard Mandarin, with no accent at all. At this time, he did not show any dissatisfaction. He quickly took out his ID card and handed it over, then took the initiative to place the white bag on the table and opened the mouth of the bag.
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The police first asked the person to look through the white bag and pour out all the contents, then took out a similar metal detector and began to scan the whole body, then touched the pants leg, and finally asked the person to take off the galoshes and boots inside.
Chen Shu stood on the edge and couldn't help but glance at the time. The entire inspection process took five or six minutes, which was far longer than the inspection time of the two Chinese people in front.
Jiang Hai couldn't help but sigh softly: "What age are we in now and are we still so strict?"
The old man looked serious: "It has become much looser. A few years ago, even the waistband of my pants had to be untied."
Jiang Hai stuck out his tongue and expressed disbelief.
Chen Shu approached Lin Dakai and said softly: "Teacher Lin, the people being inspected are all lined up in a queue and can be seen from front to back. Is it appropriate that the inspection time and methods of the two groups are so different?"
Linda Kai remained silent.
The inspection of the Wei man at Card Point ended. The police fixed their eyes on the man and motioned to leave.
The man quickly put on his boots and galoshes, put the poured items back into the white bag, and said cheerfully: "Thank you, police officer, for your hard work."
Before leaving, he left a bottle of drink on the table, saying it was for the police to quench their thirst.
When passing Lin Dakai, Chen Shu and others, they smiled and nodded.
The man didn't go far when the police pulled the handle of the bottle of drink he had placed on the table and dumped it onto the road. The remaining empty bottles were thrown into the trash can under the table.
Sensing everyone's confusion, Lao Cheng explained: "In the early years, some K elements knew that our police liked to drink a brand of drink, so they secretly injected poison into it through a syringe. Well, it has been successful several times."
Seeing the local police, especially the two policemen who were from the Wei ethnic group, paying full attention from beginning to end and looking vigilant, Chen Shu felt indescribably depressed.
He looked back at the Wei man who had just been checked and wandered away, thinking that maybe he was speaking from the bottom of his heart and really thanking the police for their constant protection and dedication.
The existence of K elements is a real barrier between the emotions and relationships between the police and the masses. Unlike in the mainland, the police must be preceded by the word "people", and the two are complementary to each other.
I hope this estrangement is only temporary.
The fourth man undergoing inspection had big fluffy wavy hair, dark eyes, unshaven beard, and a beautiful plateau red face. He was pushing a huge black suitcase and looked at Shao Min, who was coming for a trip.
The policeman relaxed his shoulders and twisted his wrist, as if doing a small warm-up. Then he touched the whole body of Big Wave from beginning to end. He also rummaged through the suitcase twice. Naturally, his shoes and socks were not removed.
Finally, after checking everything, I remembered that the man hadn’t handed over his ID card yet, and shouted: “Why don’t you take out your ID card!”
The man was stunned but took it out and muttered: "You didn't say anything."
The police took it over and saw that he was from a coastal city and of Chinese ethnicity.
The policeman waved his hand and complained: "I'll go! Why didn't you hand over your ID card earlier? Why are you waiting there? Hurry up and leave! It's taking up my time!"
The man was stunned for a moment, and he felt that it was wrong to walk while pushing a suitcase, and it felt wrong to stand still. Later, with the wave of a mature man who looked like a leader, he turned around and left step by step.
"Hey, you have to bear the sins caused by some beasts. Please understand each other. We police don't want to embarrass you, but we are really afraid of what might happen." Lao Cheng patted the frightened man on the shoulder and said helplessly.
Seeing that there were no more people to be inspected at the checkpoint, Lao Cheng led the way to the police station.
Everyone entered the first floor of the police station and saw four police officers standing inside wearing police uniforms with the word "Patrol Control" on them. The firearms they carried were 95 and 92. There were also some tear gas canisters hanging in an easily accessible place next to them.
, shock...x...blast bombs, anti...x...bao shield, steel fork, etc.
Lin Dakai knew the hard work of these grassroots police officers and the dangers they faced, and sighed: "We all have these things that you put on the surface. But you really need to use them. From morning to night, you dare not leave your hands for a moment.
. We just fill the tank with oil and store it in the warehouse, but most police officers may never even touch it in their lifetime."
After hearing this, Lao Cheng smiled a little bitterly.