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Chapter 606 A few misses

Zhongshan Police Station, entrance to the compound.

When Chen Shu put out his cigarette and was about to leave, he was stopped by Yu Yu, a community policeman who had come back from the police station and watched the excitement for a long time.

"Chen Suo, why didn't you inform me about such a big project?"

He is an old community policeman. Although he is not usually responsible for the security of entertainment venues in the station, A_PARTY is in his jurisdiction after all, and he has some contact with it on a daily basis.

According to normal rules, if police officers from the same station are planning to deal with violations of laws and regulations by other enterprises and institutions within the police jurisdiction of the station, they should communicate with the other party in private.

After not seeing each other for a year, Yu Yu gained a lot of weight, and the hair on his forehead also moved up a lot.

Although he was pretending to be angry and frowning, the smile he couldn't help but betrayed his true thoughts: "You kid, why didn't you notify me when you come to the institute once? Although I am on duty, I can't squeeze in any more.

Let’s take some time to have a work meal together and smoke a cigarette.”

Seeing his old acquaintance, Chen Shu was also happy from the bottom of his heart, and joked: "Yu Yu, how come you have become so fat in just one year? If it weren't for your jingle warning sign of 666 hanging on my chest, I really wouldn't recognize it.

Come out."

"Hey, this is called overwork! The reason is working overtime every day, huge pressure, and abnormal work and rest! Chaoyang, look at this guy getting angry as soon as he went to the special police, and now he starts to dislike us? Hey, just think about it.

I have a headache. I will strengthen it every day during this period. Level one, strengthen his grandma!"

"I heard that there will be a 'highest level of service' next time."

Yu Yu rolled his eyes at him angrily, and then wrapped his thin coat a little tighter. The weather was getting colder, and the feeling of autumn was coming.

He pulled Chen Shu and continued: "Don't leave in a hurry, go in, have a sip of tea and chat for a while."

Chen Shu wanted to refuse, but suddenly found that Yu Yu's tone suddenly became serious, and his expression was no longer as casual and joking as before.

This is what I wanted to ask Xiaoqiang about. After all, Xiaoqiang was the community coordinator under him at the time... Chen Shu just hesitated for a few seconds and followed Yu Yu and Li Chaoyang back to the office.

Yu Yu took out a jar of tea leaves from the drawer, scooped some out, poured a few full cups from the boiling kettle, and distributed them to Chen Shu and Li Chaoyang.

Sitting on the sofa, Yu Yu leaned his upper body forward slightly, put his hands on his legs, and listened intently to Chen Shu's explanation of things in southern Xinjiang.

When he heard that Xiaoqiang traveled thousands of miles to southern Xinjiang to get a career job, just to fulfill his dream of being a police officer, Yu Yu raised the corner of his mouth gently;

When he heard that Xiaoqiang was carrying the latest domestic 95 rifle and patrolling the suburbs arrogantly to maintain local security, Yu Yu nodded and said softly, "He shoots very accurately";

When he heard that Xiaoqiang followed Chen Shu with bare hands to track down the anti-X elements, and took the initiative to apply to be the vanguard of the search team, Yu Yu nervously clenched his fists;

When he heard that Xiaoqiang fell down so suddenly and silently, Yu Yu couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He stood up and walked around quickly in the small office, repeatedly cursing the classic Chinese quintessence.

Chen Shu said a few words of relief.

Li Chaoyang and Xiaoqiang have worked together as a team to handle cases all year round, and were deeply impressed by this coordinator who actively worked with the security team in addition to his own community work.

Yu Yu sat down again, picked up the tea cup, and drank it in one gulp regardless of the boiling heat inside. After putting down the cup, his expression slowly returned to normal.

He smiled and laughed at himself: "Chen Shu, you don't need to comfort me. I'm actually fine. Xiaoqiang and I have only been colleagues for a few years. It's a bit artificial to say how deep our relationship is. But I do admire him. After all,

He bravely chose his own life, and even though he died there in the end, he will definitely not regret it."

As a community police officer in the station, Yu Yu worked in the Special Patrol Brigade for three or four years before coming to the Zhongshan Station. Now, after counting, he has worked in the Zhongshan Station for ten years, and seeing no hope of promotion, in his eleventh year

According to regulations, he had to be transferred to another police station in the branch to avoid suspicion and continue his work as a low-level policeman.

It should be said that when he first joined the police force, he was very high-spirited and wanted to do a great cause and maintain peace. But in fact, how could there be so many heroes and so many model policemen?

Most of them are just busy at the grassroots level, working extremely hard without making any contributions or achievements. The only feeling is that the earth will continue to rotate with or without him.

Over time, it really turned from a career into a career.

Under this situation, he gradually forgot about his once passionate heart.

However, Xiaoqiang, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, made a few cracks in Yu's longing that was slowly buried in his heart, and a little light leaked out.

He will regret it... Chen Shu stared at the tea in the cup that was slightly rippling due to Yu Yu's previous excited movements, but what appeared in his mind was that on the first seven days of Southern Xinjiang, Xiaoqiang's parents and grandfather were helplessly leaning against the mourning hall.

Beside the door, there was a figure numb from crying too much.

Two generations of white-haired people give gifts to black-haired people.

I still remember the first night we got together in southern Xinjiang. Xiaoqiang grabbed the bottle of wine and happily talked to Chen Shu about how he spent the first half of the year using his retirement pension to celebrate his grandfather’s seventieth birthday at home. He also said that his eightieth birthday must be celebrated as the only grandson’s birthday.

He came to make arrangements.

However, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both ends.

At this moment, Chen Shu truly experienced the poems he had read aloud while sitting in the bright classroom on the coffee table when he was in elementary school.

The words spoken can only be truly understood by experiencing them.

"A quiet life is hard-won, and the peace we exchanged for hundreds of police officers who lost their lives should not be forgotten."

"Senior brother, if Xiaoqiang is given another chance, do you think he would choose to go to Southern Xinjiang? If given another chance to you, would you still choose to go to Southern Xinjiang?"

Chen Shu raised his hand and touched the old wound on his shoulder where he had been shot through when he was arresting anti-X elements. Without thinking, he said, "Of course it will. Southern Xinjiang is so beautiful. No one can hurt it."

He picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured another cup onto the empty cup, placed it in front of the unoccupied seat to the west, then picked up the teacup in front of him and stood up, saying in a deep voice:

"The three of us will touch each other and give Xiaoqiang a drink."

"Yes, here's a toast to Xiaoqiang."

"boom."

Yu Yu sat back down and regained his usual relaxed expression.

He refilled the four empty cups with tea, talking about some of the trivial matters he had previously asked about the IC cards for female entertainment staff in the entertainment venues within his jurisdiction, and reminded Chen Shu of some points that the police should pay attention to during raids.

In a daze, Chen Shu looked at Yu Yu chattering beside the coffee table. This familiar figure also looked a little rickety at this time.

A few years ago, the two of them worked side by side and did a lot of things in the office.

After chatting for a while, it was already very late, so Chen Shu stood up and left.

When I left the police station, it was dead of night.

He looked back at the instructor's office at the east end of the third floor. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel a little yearning for it.


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