He Junchao was completely confused by this middle-aged man.
I have seen a lot of people in my daily life, but this is the first time I have met a guy like this who speaks poetry.
But among those who usually drink, fight, and cause trouble, none of them have a fierce look on their face. After all, looks come from the heart, and it is not unreasonable.
But this middle-aged man has a gentle appearance and teaches people poetry from the Tang and Song Dynasties. He feels like a cultured man.
But often it is this kind of educated people who do not use curse words when swearing at others.
He Junchao felt that he couldn't beat him, mainly because he didn't even know what the Tang poetry and Song lyrics this guy meant.
This is equivalent to someone scolding you in a foreign language. When you come back, you still don’t know what it means, and it’s very frustrating to think about it.
Therefore, He Junchao wanted to know at this moment, who is this guy who writes poems?
However, the middle-aged man glanced at him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Young man, I suggest you read more poems."
"In this poem, there are plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, wind, flowers, snow and moon, mountains, sea and sky."
"With stories from the Book of Songs, you can also listen to the songs of your ancestors and understand the eternity of love."
"And in the world of Chu Ci, you can feel the life trajectory of the characters behind it and the detailed disputes of the Warring States Period."
"The so-called "Into the Vanilla Beauty, Reminiscing about the Lonely Shadow on the River" must be read once in a lifetime to leave no regrets.
"Hmm, so what do you do?" He Junchao asked again.
However, at this time, the middle-aged man suddenly snored.
"Asleep?" Lu Weiwei looked at the middle-aged man who was sleeping soundly, and she was completely confused: "This... this person who was reciting poems just now, has fallen asleep right now?"
"It seems that this guy is going to spend the night in the office today." Gu Chen saw that the man had fallen asleep, so he took off the cotton coat hanging on his seat and covered the man with it.
He turned around and asked Ding Liang: "Didn't you find out who he is?"
"No, he didn't say anything." Ding Liang shrugged, feeling that it was too difficult to deal with an alcoholic.
"Then there is nothing on him that can prove his identity? For example, an ID card or something." Gu Chen asked again.
Ding Liang frowned, walked directly to the middle-aged man, and began to search in the middle-aged man's pocket.
But it doesn't matter if you check this. This man doesn't even have a mobile phone, he only has a few dozen dollars in change that he carries with him.
"Oh my God." Ding Liang's head was buzzing, and he couldn't help complaining: "What kind of weirdo are these? He doesn't even have a mobile phone, and he only has a few dozen dollars. He probably can't even pay for the restaurant owner's meal."
"Yes, these dozens of dollars are not enough for him to pay for the grilled fish." Huang Zunlong looked at the dozens of dollars in change that Ding Liang found and couldn't help complaining.
Gu Chen frowned and asked the two of them: "So when you brought him back, he hadn't paid for the meal yet?"
Ding Liang nodded silently: "At that time, he got into a fight with the next table, and the boss called the police, so we went over."
"But after verification later, we found out that he was the one who acted first, because one of the customers was injured by him with a beer bottle, so we registered them and sent them to the hospital first."
"And this guy was drunk. The boss didn't even ask him for food money. He simply left our phone number and said he would wait until he sobered up, so we brought him back first."
"Is this guy deliberately hitting people to cause trouble because he has no money to pay for food?" Lu Weiwei suddenly had a whim and felt that this poet was becoming more and more interesting.
You know, this guy didn't even take his mobile phone with him when he went out, and he went to a restaurant with dozens of dollars on him.
The key point is that these tens of dollars obviously can't pay for the meal, right?
What's more, I don't have a mobile phone with me.
Lu Weiwei has heard of eating Overlord Meal, but eating Overlord Meal by hitting customers is a bit confusing.
At least it was the first time we met Lu Weiwei.
Seeing that the middle-aged man was already asleep, everyone didn't know whether this guy was pretending to be drunk or if he was really drunk.
But it seems impossible to investigate his identity now.
Ding Liang immediately suggested: "Let him sleep until tomorrow, and we'll see again tomorrow."
"That's okay." Gu Chen looked down at the time and said, "We will go out on duty later, what about you?"
"The same goes for us." Huang Zunlong nodded silently, and couldn't help but said: "We will be on duty near the old street in East District later. There are many entertainment venues there, and it can't be quiet until early in the morning every day. It's quite annoying."
"Then let's go together and patrol a few streets." Gu Chen said.
Everyone had a brief chat in the office. Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei and He Junchao then put on their respective equipment and drove directly out of the branch.
On a cold day, there were not many people on the streets.
However, many restaurants in the downtown area are still overcrowded.
These days, customers like to gather around their heads.
Often some Internet celebrity stores have the favor of many customers.
As for ordinary shops, the business is not very good, but they can still make some small money.
In the words of these small shop owners themselves, if you go to work in a factory, the salary may be higher, but opening your own shop is more valuable than freedom.
Many people have been running businesses for many years and have long been accustomed to a free life. Most of them are mom-and-pop shops, and many are franchise stores.
Gu Chen took everyone on a street patrol until 10:30 in the evening, and then came to a restaurant on the street to warm up with a bowl of noodles.
"Lady boss, three bowls of beef noodles." Lu Weiwei said as she came in.
The reason why everyone chose this restaurant was because the fight between the "Poetry Fairy" and the trouble occurred in this restaurant.
Seeing the three policemen breathing in the heat and rubbing their palms, the landlady quickly said: "Comrade police officers, please sit over here. It's warm here, and I'll make noodles for you right away."
"Okay." He Junchao used jio to hook the wooden stool to his feet, then sat down casually and looked at the customers around him.
At this moment, although it is already 10:30 in the evening, there are still many customers dining.
The occupancy rate of the entire first floor lobby is about 50%.
The reason why Lu Weiwei chooses to eat noodles is because they are fast and save time.
Sure enough, it didn’t take long for three bowls of beef noodles to be brought to the table by the proprietress: “Please use it slowly.”
"Thank you." Gu Chen thanked him and saw that there were still broken wine bottles in the trash can nearby.
Gu Chen quickly stopped the proprietress: "By the way, proprietress, someone is causing trouble in your store tonight, right?"
"Yes." She was already walking towards the cashier, but when she saw Gu Chen suddenly mentioned it, the landlady immediately turned around and came directly to Gu Chen.
"The police have already come to deal with it, and those who caused trouble have also been taken away," the boss's wife said.
"The troublemaker is still locked up in our office." He Junchao sipped the noodle soup and couldn't help but said: "That guy is really difficult to deal with."
"Oh, it turns out it was your colleague who took him away?" After hearing He Junchao's words, the boss's wife suddenly felt that they had become closer to each other, and she also sighed:
"We ordinary people are most afraid of encountering those who are drunk and causing trouble when we open a store and do business. Today, this incident caused a mess in the restaurant, and the person hasn't even paid for the meal."
"How many meals did the guy who was taken away have unpaid money for?" Lu Weiwei asked her curiously, sucking on the noodles.
The landlady scratched the back of her head, thought for a while, and then said: "It doesn't seem like much, just one hundred and seventy-eight."
"Haha, then he must not be able to pay for the meal." He Junchao heard this and suddenly felt a little gloating.
The landlady didn't understand and asked He Junchao: "Comrade police officer, what do you say?"
After taking a sip of noodle soup, He Junchao pursed his lips and explained: "The guy's identity is unknown. When he fell asleep, we wanted to contact his family, so we checked his pockets."
"It turned out that apart from only a few dozen yuan in change, he didn't even have a mobile phone in his pocket. A few dozen yuan can't pay for his meal tonight, can it?"
"That's right." After hearing what He Junchao said, the landlady felt a little unlucky and said, "This guy, when I came to the restaurant, I thought he was waiting for someone, but it turned out that he ordered the grilled fish by himself and ate it with gusto."
"Later, the next table was reciting poems and discussing literature. From time to time, he would make a few remarks, which made the people at the next table very unhappy."
"So, can you tell us more about what happened at that time?" Gu Chen had nothing to do and wanted to know more about the "poetry fairy" in the office.
The landlady nodded silently, then brought a small wooden stool and sat directly at Gu Chen's table.
"That person, I think it's quite strange that one person ordered a meal and ate it quietly, and then he got into a quarrel with the next table. It was so noisy."
"I felt at that time that the two groups seemed to know each other a little bit, but also a little bit didn't know each other."
"But then I went to the kitchen to order food, and suddenly I heard a commotion in the living room. I ran over to take a look, and the gang immediately started fighting."
"Who made the move first?" He Junchao asked.
The landlady replied: "From the surveillance, it was the person who was taken away who made the first move. He picked up a beer bottle on the table and hit the customer at the next table on the head."
"Immediately afterwards, the two groups started to fight, but it seemed that the group of customers at the next table couldn't defeat him even though there were so many people. Several of them were knocked over by surprise."
"In the end, I really had no choice but to call the police for help."
"Then, I tried hard to hold off these two groups of people, and finally waited until the police arrived."
"For those who were injured, after registration, your colleagues allowed them to go to the hospital for treatment first, and then report back to the police station."
"And the customer who defeated their entire table was taken away by your colleagues."
"Haha, can't you tell, that gentle guy can pick up a lot of people in a fight? Are those people just losers?"
He Junchao was also surprised when he heard what the landlady said.
You know, in martial arts novels, many masters are ordinary in appearance, or their appearance is not proportional to their strength.
When He Junchao saw the middle-aged man for the first time, he felt that this guy was gentle and gentle, like a teacher.
But this guy, who looks like a teacher and speaks poetry, actually defeated a group of people at the next table by himself.
With such explosive power, He Junchao began to imagine the scene at that time.
"I understand." Gu Chen nodded silently and said with a smile: "It seems that we can only wait until tomorrow, after this guy wakes up, to ask him his true identity."
Lu Weiwei immediately answered quickly: "It's not difficult. Let He Junchao use the technology to track the movement of the 'Shixian', won't we be able to find his family?"
"Don't I want a rest?" After hearing what Lu Weiwei said, He Junchao quit on the spot: "If we need technical tracking, it will be tomorrow morning, oh no, tomorrow afternoon. I will work the night shift tonight, and I will have half a day off tomorrow morning."
"I want to go home tomorrow." Gu Chen thought for a moment and then said, "It won't be too late for me to go home after I verify the man's true identity tomorrow morning."
"Hate, this pest is really good at picking the right time to cause trouble." Lu Weiwei thought of that weird poetry fairy, and felt angry in her heart.
So after everyone finished eating the noodles, they returned to the Furong branch.
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The next morning, when Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei and He Junchao gradually woke up from the folding bed in the office, the "poetry fairy" who was drunk last night continued to sleep soundly there.
He Junchao, who had a stupid hair on his head, immediately couldn't help complaining: "How long will this guy keep pretending? I don't believe he won't wake up."
"Drunk people may sleep longer," said Lu Weiwei, who has had the experience of being drunk.
He Junchao was speechless and complained a little: "It's true that Ding Liang and Huang Zunlong, in order to save trouble, actually stuffed this guy into the office of our third group, and they didn't see these two guys taking this guy away."
Gu Chen lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was already 7:15 in the morning.
Thinking that it was still early to go home, Gu Chen simply smiled and said, "How about I go buy breakfast and we wait for Ding Liang, Huang Zunlong and the others."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I'll go." He Junchao stood up, twisted his muscles, and then yawned and walked out of the office.
Other colleagues who came to work also began to enter the office one after another.
Seeing this drunken "Poetry Immortal", many people were curious and asked more questions.
After listening to Lu Weiwei's explanation, Officer Wang burst out laughing and said, "Is this the guy? He killed a whole table of people by himself last night?"
"Well, then it's still fake?" Lu Weiwei said with certainty.
Officer Wang immediately cast an admiring look: "Okay, this guy seems to be so gentle and gentle, but he can be so good at fighting? He also complained about He Junchao? Haha, this guy is interesting."
"Yawn, Lao Wang, are you talking bad about me behind my back again?" He Junchao walked into the office carrying breakfast and yawned as soon as he entered the door.
Officer Wang smiled teasingly: "I heard that you were teased by this poetry fairy last night?"
"Isn't it just that this guy knows how to read poems and songs? What's so arrogant about it? He also said that he should read more poems and songs and the girl will come. Isn't this nonsense?"
After placing Lu Weiwei and Gu Chen's breakfasts on their respective seats, He Junchao couldn't help but complain.
Officer Wang chuckled: "Don't tell me, what they say is not entirely unreasonable. If you had his literary talent and could write poems out of your mouth, wouldn't you be very attractive in front of your divorced female classmate?"
"Lao Wang, can you stop talking about that divorced female classmate? Can you please turn the page?" He Junchao felt that Comrade Lao Wang was just disgusting.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Officer Ding quickly changed the subject and said, "I mean He Junchao, you eat so much for breakfast, why don't you lose weight?"
"I won't lose weight anymore. I'm showing off my cards." He Junchao also waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I won't lose weight anymore. I lost 4 pounds after working so hard in a month. I drank all my weight in the past few days and came back."
"What's going on? A person can live to be 100 years old if he sticks his head on his head. Can't I afford food or drink?"
Glancing at the people in the office, He Junchao said again: "Why am I fat? No one cares about me because I am fat? I won't lose weight anymore."
"Haha, you don't want Jiang Zi." Seeing that He Junchao was giving up on himself, Lu Weiwei quickly joked.
At this moment, seeing that "Shixian" was still awake, Gu Chen did not disturb him, wiped his desk, turned around and asked Ji Zhe: "Ji Zhe, have you finished the file that you were asked to revise yesterday?"
"It's done." Ji Zhe raised his head and said.
"Show it to me." Gu Chen stretched out his hand and said.
Ji Zhe immediately picked up the file from the table and trotted to Gu Chen's side.
Gu Chen flipped through it casually for a few times, nodded silently, and said with a smile: "This time it's much better than last time, I have a bit of a bad taste."
"That's not because of Senior Brother Gu's help and guidance." Seeing Gu Chen's satisfied smile, Ji Zhe immediately felt that he should have passed the test.
But Gu Chen explained: "Actually, the work of organizing files is neither difficult nor easy."
"I think back then, the file I compiled was the same as the one you gave me before. Even Bureau Zhao said that my file was full of technical flavor, and it always seemed like it had some shortcomings, so it needed to be polished up.
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"After that, Bureau Zhao asked me to learn more from Senior Brother Wang, so it was under Senior Brother Wang's guidance that I gradually learned how to organize files."
Glancing at Officer Wang in front of him, Gu Chen said again: "If you want to thank me, you might as well thank Senior Brother Wang."
"No, no, you are all seniors, I want to thank you all." Jizhe was quite humble.
But at least in Gu Chen's opinion, this guy is quite smart.
He could correct the problems he circled yesterday in one step today.
It can be seen that Ji Zhe still has a certain talent in this area.
Officer Wang smiled and reminded Ji Zhe: "So Ji Zhe, if you work hard in our criminal investigation team, you will definitely be better than you in the city bureau."
"Listen to senior brother, I will work hard." Seeing everyone encouraging him, Ji Zhe suddenly regained his confidence.
After all, being able to follow Gu Chen, his ability improvement is obvious to all.
While everyone was teasing each other, there was a burst of wake-up call.
The middle-aged man who had been tortured all night pushed open his coat and stretched out beautifully.
But when he turned his head and looked around, he saw that everyone in the three groups of offices were staring at him with strange eyes.
The middle-aged man suddenly looked shocked and curious: "Excuse me, where is this?"
"Jiangnan City Furong Branch, Criminal Investigation Group Three Office." Officer Wang responded.
The middle-aged man frowned: "Police station? When did I come to a place like this?"
He raised his right hand and saw that he was handcuffed by the window. The middle-aged man suddenly exclaimed: "What...what's going on?"
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