There are really not so many coincidences and accidents in real life, and the coincidences are all arranged by the screenwriter.

As a graduate of a 985 university, although it is the first time to participate in the civil service interview, I have participated in the interview of other varieties countless times before.

Countless times!

Although there is a big difference between the interviews, there is not much difference in essence, anyway, you ask me and I answer and solve the questions asked by the other party.

For civil servant interviews, the questions asked are more inclined to current affairs and practical issues, although Mu Yuan is not very interested in this, but he also knows some, coupled with his outstanding ability to analyze and deal with problems, he is indeed familiar with the interview.

The only thing that made Mu Yuan a little depressed was that the interview time he drew was too late, and it didn't start until about 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and he was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, it is estimated that he would have thrown the lottery number directly: Lao Tzu stopped playing, and then went out to eat.

This is just thinking about it in his head, Mu Yuan still completed the interview very responsibly.

It's just that in this process, Mu Yuan didn't even notice a few small actions that made him leave a deep impression on the examiner - such as covering his stomach and having a stomachache......

After coming out of the examination room, Mu Yuan let himself go on the spot, went straight to a restaurant, and ordered seven or eight dishes.

The boss thought that this guy was going to invite a large table of people to dinner, but as soon as the food was served, he started eating alone.

From beginning to end, he ate a large table of dishes by himself!

Two buckets of rice were also ordered.

At this time, it was almost past the time to eat, and there were not many people in the restaurant.

So the boss stood in the corner with a group of waiters, stunned to watch the performance of the big "V".

"Boss!

"It's coming!" the boss shook smartly and ran over with small steps, "Brother, it's 257 yuan in total, uh, you don't have to give a fraction." ”

Mu Yuan's mind jerked and asked, "Wipe to ten?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly became miserable, and he said, "Brother, that will definitely not work! ”

"Then you think I'm the one who lacks the 7 yuan?" Mu Yuan snorted.

The boss looked embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it.

Mu Yuan didn't say anything more, scan the code on WeChat, and pay in full!

And then...... Walked away in style, leaving the boss alone in the wind.

He thought, how can this person's brain circuit be different from that of a normal person? Could it be that he is supported by food?

Unable to find an answer, the boss had no choice but to let go of the matter and continue to work on his own business.

......

Back in the bureau, Mu Yuan was warmly greeted.

Although it was Saturday, Bureau Li still made a special trip to the bureau, and the first thing he asked when he saw Mu Yuan was how he did in the exam.

"It should be fine. Mu Yuan said so.

Li Ju's heart suddenly became steady.

What others say should be fine, that may be the problem accounts for the majority, but what Mu Yuan said should be no problem, almost equal to no problem.

"The case of the city bureau has been solved? I heard Liu Guangtou say. Li Jule said happily, "Well done!"

Mu Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, "It's okay!"

"Now that the case over there is over, you're going to have to stay here at the substation, right?"

"Hmm!" Mu Yuan nodded seriously.

Li Ju smiled with satisfaction.

"Then you rest...... Forget it, when I didn't say it, you can arrange your own time. Li Ju said, "If you want to solve the case, let Liu Guangtou find someone to come and cooperate with you." ”

Mu Yuan said: "If there is a need, I will inform you." ”

Li Ju answered and left.

After all, it's a weekend, so you can't be all in the unit, right?

Mu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then went back to the dormitory first, added dog food to Ermao, and then went to the office.

As Li Ju guessed, it is impossible to rest, and there is no girlfriend, and other things are not fun to solve the case, the point is that there is still chivalrous value to be earned, why not solve the case?

Two days have passed.

Mao Zisong and Chen Jun worked hard for two days.

Although Mu Yuan was interviewing on Saturday morning, Mu Yuan accidentally broke out on Friday afternoon and killed three cases. For these three cases, they also need to sort out a little before they can be handed over to the corresponding case investigation team.

After two days of overtime, the two of them inexplicably had a sense of tastelessness.

In the past, the passion in my heart lies in the ups and downs of the process of solving the case, the sense of accomplishment at the moment of solving the case, and revealing the truth, as if my life has reached its peak.

But now, at the peak of four or five times a day, who can stand it?

But when it came to Monday, Mao Zisong and Chen Jun seemed to be a little nervous in their hearts in the face of the envious eyes of their colleagues.

Seemingly...... It's worth adding these two days of work.

In particular, the moment when the victim received the notice and came to the bureau to make the identification, they had a special sense of accomplishment.

Mu Yuan didn't have the energy to do these things, they were all up to them, and the victims' relief and heartfelt gratitude made them feel that it was worth it.

And during the two days here, they also felt the meaning of their existence.

In the past, Xiao Mu solved up to three cases a day, but now with their help, the number of cases solved has increased slightly, at least four, isn't this also a contribution to the solving rate of the criminal university?

"Brother Yuan, which case did you work on in the morning?" As soon as he got to work in the morning, Mao Zisong squeezed into Mu Yuan's office and said with a grin.

This brother Yuan, that is also a very smooth shout.

"Zisong, you use the word 'engagement' very spiritually. The person behind joked, but it was Chen Jun.

Mao Zisong said with a smile: "That's not it! Brother Yuan is out of the horse, these cases, don't you want to do whichever you want?"

Mu Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "I'll leave the matter of flipping the brand to you." ”

"That's a beautiful difference!"

Chen Jun's eyes widened, what a good thing, why was it said by these two guys that the is yellow?

Especially Mu Yuan, is it really good to make such a serious joke?

At this moment, Mu Yuan's phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was actually a landline number.

Mu Yuan was slightly stunned, in this era, who uses a landline to make calls? It's either fraud or sales......

Just when he was about to press it directly, he suddenly remembered that there was another possibility: the unit is still accustomed to using landlines to contact when handling official business.

He immediately answered the phone.

"Oh...... Oh...... Good. ”

After speaking, Mu Yuan hung up the phone.

"You guys get busy first, I'll go to the political office. ”

Mao Zisong was stunned and asked, "What are you doing in the political office?"

Mu Yuan said: "I don't know, notify me to go over." ”

Mao Zisong smiled and said: "What the Political Department notifies is generally a good thing, as long as it is not the Commission for Discipline Inspection that informs you to go." ”

"Not necessarily, what if the self-analysis material is not written deeply and requires rewriting?" Chen Jun said weakly.

"Uh...... Are you the devil?" Mao Zisong glanced at him.

"I didn't write about it. Mu Yuan was very calm.

"Don't worry! Mao Zisong glanced at him sympathetically.

......

Mu Yuan stepped into the office of the Political Department with a strange feeling.

The political department of the sub-bureau is not comparable to the scale of the anti-narcotics brigade, still less as the criminal department and some large police stations......

Just two or three offices, four, five or six people.

This also has to include Zhang Song, the director of the political department who belongs to the leadership of the bureau.

The office of the Political Office is on the seventh floor of the sub-bureau building, and on this floor, in addition to the political department, the office, the Commission for Discipline Inspection and other departments, it also gathers most of the bureau leaders of the sub-bureau, including the director and the political commissar.

The entire sub-bureau is roughly divided into three types of people, one who doesn't like to wander around on the seventh floor, one who likes to go to the seventh floor to brush up on the sense of existence, and the other who follows fate.

Mu Yuan, roughly belongs to the fourth category, he doesn't like to go to the seventh floor to hang around.

Although this sounds the same as the first category, the connotation is different, Mu Yuan doesn't like to come here, just because he doesn't want to waste time, and it's not the same thing as a normal dislike.

And now that he has been told to come here, he doesn't care.

As he had just been told, he knocked on the door of 711.

"Please come in!" an unfamiliar voice came out, and it was an old man when he heard it.

Mu Yuan pushed the door and entered, and saw two people sitting in the office.

One of them he knew, Zhang Song, the director of the Political Department - this 711 should be his office.

The other is a female police officer, who should be less than forty years old.

"Xiao Mu, sit down, sit down!" Zhang Song said with a smile.

If other policemen were treated like this, they would definitely be flattered, but Mu Yuan calmly dragged a chair and sat opposite.

He was actually quite puzzled in his heart.

Is this uncle so enthusiastic? Is it because he wants to?

But what is there for me to ask for from others? Isn't it just that I am more capable of handling cases!

Was his house burglarized, or was it robbed?

"Director Zhang, what's the matter?" Mu Yuan tried his best to make his tone softer, so that the effect of comfort was better.

Although Zhang Song felt that Mu Yuan's tone was a little strange, he didn't think much about it, and said with a smile: "Good thing! You kid, you can be regarded as setting a record for our province." ”

"What record?" Mu Yuan was unfazed, in terms of the speed of solving the case, what he created was not only a record for the whole province, but also a global record is possible.

Zhang Song smiled and said, "Meritorious service! Your second-class meritorious service has been approved." ”

"Oh!" Mu Yuan responded.

Zhang Song was stunned and said, "What kind of expression do you have? This is a second-class merit." Many people have been police officers all their lives, and they don't know what second-class merit looks like. ”

Mu Yuan grinned and said, "It's not my credit alone, it's the credit of the entire task force." ”

"This is your personal second-class merit!" Zhang Song smiled brightly and said, "The credit of our sub-bureau is also there, and the collective second-class merit is there." ”

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