The beer-bellied man finally agreed to solve the problem and will not charge parking fees to the owners for the time being.
At the initiative of the female owner who reported the case, many owners decided to set up an owners committee to specifically solve the owners' parking problems.
Back in the police car, Gu Chen informed Antonio of the situation, but Antonio just frowned and said nothing.
Eleven o'clock in the evening.
Gu Chen and Officer Wang drove a lost little girl back home.
Twelve o'clock in the evening.
A few people who were just about to go for a late-night snack received another alarm order from the radio.
An old man called the police at the Sunshine intersection, saying that he was in danger. Because he could not speak clearly, the operator had to call the police on duty nearby and rush to the scene as soon as possible to understand the situation.
Sunshine Intersection belongs to the suburbs of the city. The area is a demolition site and few people live there at night.
When Gu Chen drove to the intersection, he found a plainly dressed old lady sitting on the steps of the zebra crossing, waving at the police car, looking very anxious.
Gu Chen simply stopped the police car in front of her, got out of the car quickly, and stepped forward to ask about the situation: "Grandma, it was you who called the police, right?"
"Yeah." The old lady nodded, her expression calmer.
"What do you want?" Officer Wang also walked to her side and looked around at the situation.
I found that except for the old lady, there was no one else nearby.
"Comrade police, I don't feel well." The old lady covered her chest and sat on the steps by the roadside, looking up.
"Where is your family? Do you need my help to contact your family? Let them come and take you back?" Gu Chen took out his mobile phone and said that he could help contact the old man's family.
The old lady immediately shook her head and refused: "No, my family members are out of town. You can send me to the hospital."
Gu Chen was stunned and asked: "Do I need to call 120 for you?"
"I don't want an ambulance, I want you police to come."
"Huh?" Gu Chen and Officer Wang looked at each other, blankly looking at the old lady.
"120 costs money, but you don't want money." The old lady also gave an unrefuted reason, and she considered the problem carefully.
Both Gu Chen and Officer Wang had an intuition that this old lady... didn't look like she was sick, but rather she seemed to be taking a ride.
After all, this is not the first time Gu Chen and Officer Wang have met in a situation like this.
"What? You don't take me to the hospital?" The old lady suddenly became a little unhappy and said, "If something happens to me, you have to be responsible."
"Damn it!" Officer Wang couldn't help but uttered obscenities. This old lady was trying to kill her.
"Gu Chen, Wang, what is she talking about?" Antonio also looked curious after getting off the car.
"Send her to the hospital." Gu Chen replied.
"No, no, no, this is not a matter that you police officers should take care of. This matter must be left to the hospital ambulance." Antonio was full of complicated emotions regarding the performance of Gu Chen and Officer Wang that night.
"We are the people's police, this is what we should do." Gu Chen's answer was simple.
Hearing this, Antonio could only spread his hands, and then stuffed his hands into his pockets, looking like he couldn't understand.
Eighteen minutes later, Gu Chen drove the old lady to a nearby hospital. Only then did he learn from the hospital's security guard that the old lady lived near the hospital.
Because it was too far to go shopping and she didn't want to take a taxi home, she would often ask the police to take her to the hospital on the grounds that she felt unwell.
Gu Chen actually just wanted to confirm whether there was really something wrong with the old man's health.
Hearing what the security guard said, the pressure in my heart was relieved.
Seeing things through but not telling them, Gu Chen and Officer Wang have a tacit understanding about this matter.
Three o'clock in the morning.
After completing a series of "small police cases", Gu Chen and Officer Wang drove Antonio to a noodle shop that was open all night.
At this moment, Antonio could hardly hold on any longer and could hardly open his eyelids.
"Gu Chen, Wang, do you usually behave like this on the night shift?" Antonio couldn't help but ask.
"It should be about the same. Today is pretty good. It's just some minor alarm situations that can be solved in a few or two."
Gu Chen took out a paper towel from the table and wiped it clean.
"I think your police are very strange. At least they are different from our European police. You have to take care of almost everything." Antonio also expressed a problem that he had never been able to figure out.
After listening to Antonio's speech in English, Officer Wang suddenly became a little unhappy: "Nothing is trivial to the masses. This is the responsibility of our police."
"No, Wang, what you said is very unprofessional." Antonio pointed at Officer Wang with the arrogance of a leader: "In our country, the police can do whatever they get paid. Things like yours are simply unprofessional."
There is no need for the police to take action, you are just wasting police force."
"A waste of police power?" Officer Wang was so angry that he wanted to slam the table.
This was in Jiangnan City. I was serving the people conscientiously, but in the end I was criticized by a foreign policeman and said it was a waste of police force. Who wouldn't be angry about this?
He doesn't know Europe and has never been to Europe, but Officer Wang is still quite confident in his work.
When Antonio saw that Officer Wang was silent, his face showed a hint of guidance and a sense of superiority: "Wang, are you angry?"
"Mr. Antonio." Gu Chen took over the topic and said, "I think your understanding is biased. The national conditions of our country are different from those of Europe, and we cannot judge according to your standards."
Antonio crossed his fingers and said with a smile: "At least, if you work the night shift in our country, you can almost sleep until dawn, but you have already arrived at three o'clock in the morning and are still running around for various police situations. I think this is
Regarding the issue of work efficiency, the police in your country take matters into their own hands that are not originally managed by your police."
Looking at the three bowls of pork rib noodles brought by the boss, Antonio took a sniff and continued: "If you do this, you will only overtax your body. As for those people who are looking for trouble, you don't need to pay attention to them at all."
Antonio talked about Europe in one breath, with a strong sense of superiority, but at the same time he was extremely humble.
"Mr. Antonio." Gu Chen also asked with a humble attitude: "What are the differences between your European police handling cases and our domestic police handling cases?"
Antonio touched his growling belly, licked the corner of his mouth and said: "Police in developed countries have a consensus, that is, they can do as much work as they get paid. If our superiors delay the salary, or the salary is lower than the salary in neighboring cities,
We may even go on strike."
"We will not accept jobs that are not our responsibility. The police are our profession, just like the yellow vests at the airport, the salespersons in convenience supermarkets, and the white-collar workers working in skyscrapers."
"In rich areas, if the police station can afford enough wages, there will naturally be more police officers there. If it is a slum area and cannot afford the so-called 'protection fee,' our police will not interfere in the affairs there.
As long as no one is killed and no police are called, who cares whether you live or die?"
"So, I think your police handling the case is just like hard work. You are not even as good as a construction worker. You even have to deal with trivial matters like neighborhood disputes. This is simply too unprofessional."
Picking up the chopsticks on the table, Antonio couldn't pick up the noodles in the bowl no matter what, and complained impatiently: "Just like these two wooden sticks, I think... this is simply anti-human design, so unprofessional
