After the Cao detachment left, Bai Song struggled for about ten minutes.

Bai Song is not a person who loves to be entangled, and the reason this time is that it is nothing that he is despised, but will it affect the Qin detachment?

Bai Song could see that the Qin detachment must have good intentions.

Bai Song is very young, not to mention his qualifications in the Jiuhe Branch, and he doesn't dare to say how good his ability is, after all, there are very few things to deal with, especially the interpersonal relationship matters he handles.

No matter what Bai Song thinks, he is the first step into officialdom, sometimes the handling of interpersonal relationships may be more important than the work itself---- no one can fight alone.

In the circle of the Economic Investigation Corps of the Municipal Bureau, Bai Song gradually understood the situation here, and only then did he know the good intentions of the Qin detachment.

This is a new environment, with new leaders and colleagues, and it is relatively independent from the Jiuhe Branch, even if the relationship is not handled well, it can be regarded as gaining experience, and if it is handled well, then the experience will be even more.

The second is the case itself, of course, the Qin detachment hopes that Bai Song can shine and show his face here, but even if he can't, it is a good exercise.

Thinking of this, Bai Song was a little worried, would he let the Qin detachment be criticized if he was like this?

Bai Song watched it all day and generally understood what this case was, which was actually very difficult, most people came here for several days to tell the specific situation, and Bai Song was so young that he said that he generally understood, so he was thought by the Cao detachment that he was bragging...

Sometimes people's first impression is like this, and it is really difficult to break it back.

After struggling for a while, Bai Song understood that he was not thinking about these things at this time, and he would work hard to figure out the case first.

I have to say that in terms of interpersonal relationships, Bai Song's disposal ability is really average, and Bai Song didn't keep the daily internal phone call that Cao Detachment said, and he didn't have the habit of taking the initiative to get acquainted with people.

I was going to finish eating here today and look at the case file, but I couldn't find anyone to get a meal card, so I had to get off work at the end of the day.

I ate too little at noon, and at six o'clock, Bai Song was hungry and couldn't see it, so he sorted out everything and locked it in his cabinet. The cabinet was hung with a key, and Bai Song locked it and put the key directly in his pocket.

I originally wanted to take it home, but even if these things are downgraded, they are still confidential materials and can't be taken away, so I'm not in a good mood today, and I'll look at it slowly tomorrow. This case will at least take more than half a year, or even two years, which is not bad for this day.

As soon as Bai Song's front foot left, the Cao detachment came to the office again, looked at the time and the clean desktop and cabinet, and left with a displeased face.

...

As soon as he got out of the yard, Bai Song found the nearest small restaurant and ordered a small portion of sauce sticks, cold dishes and rice.

The same thing may also be available in the canteen, Bai Song is not the first time I have heard that the canteen of the city bureau unit is good, and the price is very low, but I spent money to buy this, and it is still fragrant.

He was already fond of meat, and when he was very hungry, he picked up the stick bone, and the appearance of gnawing it was naturally not very elegant, and he heard the laughter of the adjacent table as soon as he ate two pieces.

"Where did you come from, haven't you eaten meat?"

The sound is not loud, but it is as clear as the ear.

Originally drove a broken car, and wore a very ordinary civilian clothes, and the corners of his mouth were oily, Bai Song was quite self-deprecating, and didn't pay much attention to these people.

There are either policemen, lawyers, workers or odd jobs in the vicinity, and Bai Song looks like an ordinary worker no matter how he looks at it.

Because the first two kinds of people basically don't come to this kind of place.

"Boss, another stick bone. "There is not a lot of meat in this kind of stick bones, bones account for more than 80%, but the stew is very good, there is no problem with eating another serving, it is really fragrant~

I don't know what the purpose is, a person at the next table, holding a small half basin of stick bones, directly put it on the table of Bai Song, the man who carried the basin was a bald head, thirty years old, and threw the basin directly from a place more than ten centimeters away from the table to the table of Bai Song, and the soup in the basin splashed out, and a few drops spilled on Bai Song's clothes.

"Now, you don't have to buy it anymore, we can't finish eating here, so I'll give it to you." The bald head sneered: "It's like never eating meat." ”

Bai Song didn't look up, looked at the two drops of sauce on his clothes, took out a wet tissue from his backpack, wiped it gently, and completely ignored the bald head.

"What do you mean?" The bald head drank some wine, and was a little inexplicably angry when he was ignored, and just as he was about to have a seizure, he saw Bai Song's calm eyes, and for a moment there was a little thorn in his back.

When this happened, Bai Song was not in the mood to eat anymore, but fortunately, he was not very hungry, so he told the boss that he didn't want the second one, put 30 yuan at the front desk, turned around and left.

Bai Song walked out of the house, looked around baldly, the person had already left, and couldn't help but feel very ashamed of his behavior that he had just been frightened by his eyes, and was ready to chase him out, but thinking that it would be even more embarrassing, he snorted and muttered: "Give you the face of the hotel!"

...

This kind of person Bai Song has seen a lot, he is no longer the frizzy new policeman, so if he moves like this, even if he knocks down all these three or five people, what can he gain?

The day of April is gradually darkening at this time, Bai Song began to think about whether to go back to the unit or go home to live, the car drove a little absent-mindedly, the neighborhood itself is not familiar, and the car accidentally drove to a dead end.

This is an abandoned factory, the gate is still locked, but the wall has long since collapsed, several barbed wire fences are just useless, the nearby is overgrown with weeds, and the road surface is also potholed.

Glancing at the position of the chimney, Bai Song roughly determined his direction. This chimney can be seen in the dormitory and office of the White Pine Economic Investigation Corps.

Many people who claim to be veteran drivers are prone to make a mistake, when they think they know the road, they don't like to drive. The same is true for Bai Song, with the direction, he felt that he should be able to drive out, there was no problem, he drove a few hundred meters in the direction he came, and then he turned a corner according to the sense of direction.

After walking for almost 200 meters, Bai Song felt that something was wrong, and the road conditions were getting worse and worse. The road here is very narrow, the white pine can only be reversed, this road is in disrepair, the white pine has just fallen dozens of meters, click, a place has collapsed, the cement beam on a small bridge here collapsed, and the left front tire suddenly fell in.

This is a front-wheel drive old sedan, the road is very narrow, Bai Song gently opened the door, only to get out of the car only to find that the front wheels have been completely sunk in.

Why is the power wheel trapped? Bai Song said to himself, could it be that he is too heavy?

It's impossible... I'm only over 170 pounds...

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