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"How does it taste?" Jiang Xiaomi put down her chopsticks and stared at Gu Chen.
A bowl of beef noodles costs 80 yuan. It makes me feel sad just thinking about it. I feel like this thing is too expensive. Could it be that eating it can make you become an immortal?
If Gu Chen hadn't been given an hour of interview time, Jiang Xiaomi, as a trainee reporter, would definitely not have been so generous.
"Give me a glass of water." Gu Chen breathed out, his lips were red, and there was faint sweat on his forehead.
Jiang Xiaomi took two bottles of mineral water from the counter, handed one to Gu Chen, and the other...after thinking about it, he handed it to Gu Chen.
"Officer Gu doesn't eat spicy food?" Jiang Xiaomi was curious.
Logically speaking, Jiangnan City is also a spicy-eating area, and 60% of the locals also eat spicy food.
Looking at Gu Chen's lips that were so hot that they looked like lipstick, Jiang Xiaomi couldn't help but chuckle a few times, and then began to wonder whether Gu Chen, with his long hair and flowing hair, would look better than a girl with light makeup.
"I'll eat some, but it won't be so spicy." Gu Chen took out a paper towel from the table, soaked it with tears from the spicy food, took a deep breath, and immediately opened the mineral water and took a few sips.
"If I had known, I would have asked the boss to put less chili pepper." Jiang Xiaomi held her chin, blaming herself.
But thinking back, this restaurant is a Sichuan restaurant, and I think it’s definitely different from the boss’s idea of using less food.
Seeing the boss soaking in chili peppers when drinking water, Jiang Xiaomi felt that he had entered the wrong restaurant. It might be better if he switched to another restaurant.
After forcing himself to finish the bowl of pricey noodles, Gu Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "If you have anything to ask, just ask."
He lowered his head and looked at the watch: "There are still thirty minutes."
"It's really a race against time." Only now did Jiang Xiaomi understand what her cousin Wu Meixi meant by racing against time.
If it were another young police officer, of course he wouldn't care about time like this. Like the second-level police superintendent who wanted me to interview him before, he seemed very idle.
When you meet a reporter for an interview, it is an honor and a recognition of yourself. Others have no chance to take advantage of you.
But of course people are different.
Gu Chen has been handsome since he was young, and his popularity has made him numb to this kind of opportunity, and he is not very interested.
Gu Chen doesn't want to be famous, he just wants to quietly do his job well.
But sometimes, the more you reject something, the closer it gets to you.
Gu Chen didn't care at all about the interview opportunity that no one else could fight for.
In Gu Chen's opinion, it is not a good thing for the police to be famous, and handling cases in obscurity may make things go more smoothly.
Flashy things are not what Gu Chen pursues...
Zhao Guozhi has a small goal, which is to upgrade the Furong Police Station to the Furong Branch.
Officer Wang has a small goal, which is to turn the Criminal Investigation Team 3 into the core of Furong Police Station.
And I also have a small goal, which is to help them achieve their small goals, achieve others and achieve themselves. The same is true in life and work.
"Do you want to know about Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao?" Gu Chen asked suddenly, bringing Jiang Xiaomila, who was still watching Gu Chen's mind making up various small scenes, back to reality.
"Huh?" Jiang Xiaomi was stunned, and nodded quickly: "Yes, you are the person handling the case, you should know best."
Gu Chen took a few gulps of mineral water and said thoughtfully: "I advise you not to write. There are many people writing anyway."
Jiang Xiaomi's eyes froze, wondering if he heard wrongly?
Isn't it just to invite Gu Chen to dinner so that you can write this report well?
What did Gu Chen say? Don’t write it?
Are you kidding me? The sky-high price of beef noodles is not free, right?
Jiang Xiaomi looked at Gu Chen with a solemn expression.
The person who introduced herself to interview Gu Chen was her cousin Wu Meixi. She was Xiye from Furong Police Station and had personally taken care of Officer Wang.
Jiang Xiaomi suddenly regretted not calling his cousin Wu Meixi over. If Mr. Xi Wu Meixi was present, how could Gu Chen be such a straight man with steel and concrete?
No matter how reluctant he was to accept interviews before and no matter how hard he worked to the limit, now it was dinner time and he didn't occupy much of Gu Chen's work.
Thinking of the rejection that my cousin said before, think about it, this is it, right?
The correct thing to do is for Gu Chen to finish the beef noodles he invited and then accept the interview in a short-tongued manner. How can it be a big deal to persuade himself not to write now?
Jiang Xiaomi was filled with regrets at this moment and wished she could order two more bowls of super spicy beef noodles for Gu Chen.
"I mean, you can write something else from a different angle." Gu Chen said.
"Ah? What?" Jiang Xiaomi was stunned again, completely at a loss.
"The misunderstanding between Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao. Too many people wrote about this news, which will definitely distract a lot of traffic. A user may be able to accept one or two articles, but all of a sudden, nine out of ten public accounts are filled with this kind of news.
, do you think users will still click on it to watch it?”
Seeing that Jiang Xiaomi was confused, Gu Chen frowned: "When others are crowding together to use the traffic, the traffic has been divided up. At this time, it is better to write something else to look at the problem from another angle."
"But... my leader, Master Jue, asked me to submit an interview article about the two of them. If you ask me not to write this, then Master Jue will definitely not let me go."
Jiang Xiaomi felt extremely wronged. Did she feel that she had exaggerated before?
Although my cousin is Mr. Xi from Furong Police Station, I don't think Gu Chen gave her much face.
Jiang Xiaomi thought to herself that this was the end of the stick, she was too familiar with this leader of the Exterminator.
"You can learn more about the police force, like the notes you made in the afternoon. I think that's good." Gu Chen suddenly came up with a new plan for her: "The police force needs a combination of experience and knowledge to handle cases, like the notes you made in the afternoon.
At the sharing and exchange meeting, what we exchanged and learned was some common knowledge, which if used in handling cases, will have unexpected effects."
"Such as the criminal traces you mentioned?" Jiang Xiaomi asked.
"That's right." Gu Chen nodded and said: "Criminal traces are all material changes at the crime scene caused by the commission of criminal acts. No matter how cunning the criminals are, they will definitely reveal flaws in their crimes. We study crime traces
, is based on the material in the case and the court evidence as the premise. Would it be novel for you to analyze this case from this perspective?"
Listening to Gu Chen's guidance, Jiang Xiaomi suddenly became enlightened.
Yes, no matter how hard I try, I am just a newly graduated intern reporter, and I am definitely out of reach of the writing competition between these senior media people.
For the same report, others have dozens or even hundreds of similar reports to support it, but I have no experience.
How could you stand out in this situation? Your own imagination is too simple.
If you can't write well and can't bring in views, and you know you can't pass the draft and you'll still have to be criticized by the leader of Master Jue, then why would you want to get in trouble and get a bloody head?
Everyone is squeezing the elevator, and time is slow and we have to wait, so why don’t you take the stairs?
Jiang Xiaomi looked at Gu Chen pretending to be pitiful: "Officer Gu, please give me some advice."
In this case, the only option was to ask for help from Gu Chen.
In terms of face, it is much better to pretend to be pitiful in front of Gu Chen than to pretend to be pitiful in front of the leader of Master Jue.
"Let's do this." Gu Chen put his fingers together and said involuntarily: "The specific news brief is actually mentioned on the official account of Jiangnan TV Station. You can refer to it, and then you can analyze the case from the police's perspective.
For example, what is recorded in your notebook..."
Jiang Xiaomi felt a little excited, so she quickly took out her notebook and took notes carefully.
The young trainee police officer talks a lot and is even more experienced than the average police officer.
Moreover, the mentioned entry points, such as those specific research objects of criminal traces, such as handprints, footprints, tool marks, bullet marks, tooth marks, vehicle marks, overall disconnection marks, peripheral marks, etc., made my ears stand up.
This level of freshness is far more novel than the direction of interviewing Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao, and it is also very interesting.
Using the perspective of solving crimes to analyze the progress of the case, and adding the police's views on these aspects, Jiang Xiaomi was enlightened by many viewpoints, as if he had accepted a new world.
Jiang Xiaomi didn't dare to think about it anymore...
She briefly watched Gu Chen's explanation, and then recalled some of Gu Chen's previous opinions. The more she thought about it, the more sense it made. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this sky-high price of beef noodles was worth it.
Jiang Xiaomi even wanted to know if her cousin Wu Meixi knew that Gu Chen would help her, so she asked her to interview Gu Chen?
The Furong Police Station is considered a good one in the entire Jiangnan City. It has many criminal investigation teams that are the envy of ordinary police stations, and there are countless experts in handling cases.
But my cousin recommended Gu Chen...
Jiang Xiaomi understood this operation.
"Officer Gu, the suggestions and opinions you gave are all very good, but there are some professional things, like the criminal traces you mentioned before, that I still don't understand."
Jiang Xiaomi also told the truth. She wanted to ask Gu Chen to borrow some information to add something practical to her press release.
"Okay." Gu Chen agreed readily, and immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the landline number of the third group's office.
Not long after, a police officer on duty answered the phone.
"It's Senior Brother Ding, right? I'm Gu Chen, yes. Can you please help me bring a few books and hand them over to the canteen next door? Yes."
Gu Chen glanced at Jiang Xiaomi and continued to explain to the person on the phone: "The stack on the far left of the desk, on the inside, is the fourth book from the top. On the right side is the outer stack, the seventh book from the top.
Under the table, by the right foot, the third one from top to bottom, yes, thank you, Brother Ding. You were on night duty, so you put it in the canteen next to the police station. I said that a young girl would come to pick it up later. Well, thank you.
Senior Brother Ding.”
After hanging up the phone, Gu Chen said: "I may go to the city library tonight. The materials I selected for you will be helpful for your press release. You are so smart, you should know what is useful. Go to the canteen next to the police station.
, the boss lady will give it to you."
"Huh?" Jiang Xiaomi was stunned.
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…
At nine o'clock in the evening, in Jiang Xiaomi's room.
The information on the table made her feel even more powerful, and with some guidance from Gu Chen, Jiang Xiaomi already had a very deep understanding of the entry point of the press release.
The visual experience brought by different reports is different, depending on the freshness of the readers.
If he were the leader of his exterminator, he would definitely let himself follow the script and follow what others say.
"The work is so intense now, why should we still follow the old path? We have to innovate."
Thinking of what Gu Chen said during dinner, Jiang Xiaomi finally relaxed.
Jiang Xiaomi stretched out her hand to cheer herself up, and then opened a word document from the computer.
"Click, click, click..."
A pair of dexterous hands flew around to operate the keyboard and mouse, and the inspirational old song began to play on the computer.
"I want to fly into the sky and stand side by side with the sun. The world is waiting for me to change. I am never afraid of others seeing my dreams. I can realize them here... I believe that I am who I am, I believe in tomorrow, and I believe that youth has no horizon...
"
After Jiang Xiaomi finished typing, it was already one o'clock in the morning. He clicked and sent it to his email address marked as Master Miejie, and then fell asleep beautifully.
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The next morning.
The sun is shining and the traffic is busy.
Jiang Xiaomi, who had stayed up late, was carrying her bag, thinking that she would have to see Master Jue in one minute, and couldn't help but feel sad.
"Xiaomi, what are you thinking about?" Just as he was thinking about it, a middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup patted her shoulder from behind.
Jiang Xiaomi was frightened and quickly said hello: "Hello, Chief Editor Zhang."
But he said in his heart: Mie Mie, does your ancestor have a relative named Cao Cao?
"Is the manuscript finished?"
"I've finished writing it and it's been sent to your email."
"Really?" Editor Zhang couldn't help but smile a little: "Okay, Xiaomi, it seems that I really underestimate you. Your cousin is really powerful. Does this allow you to interview Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao?"
"Haha." Jiang Xiaomi smiled but didn't know what to say.
"If the manuscript can be submitted, I will post it to the public account together with several other manuscripts at 11:30 this morning."
Editor Zhang, wearing glasses and carrying a black bag, walked into the elevator with Jiang Xiaomi in a happy mood.
ten minutes later……
"Xiaomi, what are you writing about? Ah? I asked you to interview Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao, what the hell are you writing for me? What kind of analysis method of criminal traces, what kind of calculation method of error in the time of the crime, what are you doing?
Aren’t they completely opposite?”
In the editor's office, Editor Zhang roared loudly...
Many colleagues in the general office could not help but crane their necks and secretly observe every move in the editor-in-chief's office.
"Xiaomi is in trouble again."
"Isn't that right? I was scolded by Extinction early in the morning, and I didn't have a good time all day long."
"Fortunately, Xiaomi successfully attracted firepower for us, otherwise we would have suffered too."
"A fire breaks out at the city gate and affects the fish in the pond. Don't get too happy too soon."
"Master Miejie is on duty. She has a bad temper. Please be careful."
In the office, deputy editor-in-chief Old Xu tutted: "Editor-in-Chief, don't be angry. I think Xiaomi's writing is very good, at least it's innovative enough."
"New idea?" Editor Zhang snorted: "Don't she know the importance of traffic? Yesterday I asked her to conduct exclusive interviews with Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao, and she agreed happily, but what did she give me in the end? Completely
It’s just nonsense.”
"But it's almost time for publication in the morning. Why don't you send it out with other articles first? After all, it has something to do with this interview."
The deputy editor-in-chief, Lao Xu, is a good old man, and he is somewhat interested in Jiang Xiaomi's manuscripts.
Editor Zhang waved his hand: "Forget it, I am unlucky to meet such an ancestor. If there are no clicks and no traffic, there will be no need for a cleaning lady in the toilet this week. You, Jiang Xiaomi, will be responsible for it alone."
"Oh." Jiang Xiaomi lowered her head in grievance. She was used to this kind of Hedong lion's roar.
"Let's go! Don't appear in my sight. It's annoying to look at you." Editor Zhang took off his glasses and wiped the dust, feeling that his lungs were about to explode.
The deputy editor-in-chief Lao Xu on the side silently copied Jiang Xiaomi’s press release, and then uploaded and edited it on the WeChat public account management background of Jiangnan Daily.
Add a few pictures of police on-site exchanges and learning provided by Jiang Xiaomi, click to save...
Lao Xu showed an expectant smile: "At 11:30 in the morning, the public accounts of major media outlets in Jiangnan City will start to enlarge their numbers. I hope I won't be outdone."
"Haha, look forward to a miracle." Editor Zhang looked at Lao Xu speechlessly and couldn't help but say: "Yesterday, I was boasting loudly and said I had channels. It seems that I still believe in these young people too much. Alas.
"
11:35 am.
Jiangnan City's major self-media platforms have started their news push for the day.
Soon, various news about interviews with Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao began to appear.
The first was Jiangnan TV. Due to the exclusive interview opportunity, the number of reads of the press release quickly exceeded 100,000+.
Secondly, there are other self-media platforms with many fans. Since they did not get the opportunity to be interviewed, they used the meeting between Wu Qi and Hu Mengyao and the resolution of conflicts to begin to interpret human nature, grudges, and right and wrong.
Because there are too many similar news, the reading volume of this type of press release has never exceeded 20,000+.
However, while the major self-media platforms were disappointed, an article explaining the case handling process from the police's perspective began to spread throughout the circle of friends.
It contains not only the most realistic description of the case handling process, but also a series of knowledge that ordinary people rarely have access to, such as the estimation of the time error of the crime and the reasoning of criminal traces.
10,000+
20,000+
30,000+
…
The number of readings continued to rise, and the number of comments and discussions began to skyrocket.
Jiangnan Daily’s WeChat public account management backend has seen an explosion of new messages and comments.
Editor Zhang, who was sitting on his desk, held his chin in his fists, looking at the skyrocketing data and various positive comments, he fell silent and stayed quietly for a long time.
"Editor-in-Chief." At this time, Lao Xu, who was preparing to pack his things for lunch, couldn't help but ask: "What's for lunch? Do you need me to bring it over for you?"
"Okay, it's still the same." Editor Zhang has no appetite now.
"Okay!" Lao Xu turned off his computer and was about to turn around and leave when he was suddenly stopped by Editor Zhang.
"It's better not to take it with you, Lao Xu. Let's go to the restaurant downstairs for lunch at noon. I'll treat you." After a pause, Editor Zhang added: "By the way, call Jiang Xiaomi and ask her to come too."
