The criminal police team of the Dongcheng District Police Department has been very busy lately.

A series of murder cases almost made the criminal police officers of the police force vomit.

Anyway, Ai Yibing doesn't quite remember when the last time he took a vacation.

As for Yin Fuming, he basically used the sofa of the criminal police team as a bed.

Therefore, after receiving Qin Xu's report, the criminal police detachment, which was supposed to move the entire team, was busy solving the homicide case found by Xiao Hanwa, so only two criminal policemen were sent to take care of the scene first.

Anyway, no matter how they look at it, it's not friendly.

Anyway, Chen Shujie and An Zhou could see the small sharp arrow from the burning eyes of these two people, shooting towards Qin Xu with a puff.

Qin Xu and these two criminal policemen who were slightly older than him had met once or twice.

He didn't care at all about the eyes of the two criminal policemen, waved his hand heartlessly, and said: "Two brothers, don't they have time to come over? Now they are still busy with the cases of those victims a few days ago, right? Oh, I'm really sorry, I'm on duty tonight, and now I have to rush back to the substation immediately, and this victim will ask you." ”

"......" In the empty demolition area, a cold wind blew, and Qin Xu moved out the dry corpses placed on the ground, with terrifying faces facing several of them, as if he was howling silently.

When Chen Shujie and An Zhou were talking to Qin Xu, they had already been obedient and well-behaved and slipped into their police car, Chen Shujie shook his head a few times, and then hurriedly turned on his mobile phone, called up the song "Men should be self-improvement", and pressed it to play it on a loop.

Qin Xu walked back to the car slowly, sat in the driver's seat, leaned out of the window very enthusiastically, and waved goodbye.

"Goodbye!"

In the dark, I don't know what the expressions on the faces of these two left-behind criminal policemen are.

Qin Xu turned the front of the car, stepped on the accelerator, and said lightly: "Let's go, let's go back to the sub-bureau, please eat hot meatballs for supper." ”

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At this time, the seven street bombers who were taken away by the traffic police were dejected and depressed, and they listened to the traffic policeman's uncle doing political and ideological work again.

At first, when they heard that the traffic policeman was preparing to carry out ideological and political work, their faces were almost blue with fright.

Thinking of the almost half-hour education class in the abandoned garage, these teenagers who had the audacity to bomb the street were almost scared to pee their crotch.

But as they listened, they swallowed happily and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this traffic policeman's political and ideological class is not as terrifying as the previous one.

After popularizing the misconceptions of these teenagers who had seriously violated traffic rules, the comrades of the traffic police with dry mouths saw that these teenagers in the rebellious period raised their heads and looked at themselves with tears in their eyes.

The work of popularizing the law of "......" is often done, but the educational effect is so good, as if this is the first time?

Suddenly, this traffic policeman with a scumbag chin has a sense of accomplishment in bringing a group of bad teenagers back on the right path.

Not!

It seems that every year during the safety week, when I go to various schools to popularize traffic laws, I have to actively participate.

The comrades of the traffic police, who were immersed in good feelings, had no idea that these teenagers, who often drove modified motorcycles to bomb the streets a while ago, looked at him so emotionally and gratefully, entirely because of his law popularization class, which was like heaven compared to a terrible police uncle.

rubbing their ears vigorously with ice slag for half an hour was probably their direct feeling when they listened to Qin Xu's traffic safety class.

Damn!

The yellow-haired young man who called the policeman "Tiaozi" now felt a gust of wind erupt from the back of his ears when he saw the motorcycle-shaped thing, rushing straight to his head.

In the future, don't talk about letting him learn to pretend to drive a modified car to blow up the street, even his wife's electric car, he doesn't want to touch it.

Actually, these guys are really not easy characters to deal with.

Parents are responsible for paying fines.

Detention, only ten days.

Seizure of driver's licenses, well, they did not have in the first place.

Parental education, uh, their parents can educate well, and they will not become the evolution of bear children, bear teenagers,

Tactics against adults, they occupy minors who have not yet reached the age of eighteen, and have always ignored them.

Only Qin Xu cooperated with the rhythm of the soul song's ideological education class, and no one wanted to listen to it a second time.

Oh no, don't say the second time, even now that I think about the process of the first time, I feel like I'm going crazy.

Although there were some accidents, these bad teenagers had a good attitude of admitting their mistakes, but the traffic police did not show mercy.

Finding a guardian, fining them, and detaining them for how many days they didn't miss a single thing, and by the time they were taken back by their parents, it was already ten days later.

At that time, Qin Xu, who was having a good time in Suming City, probably didn't expect that the influence of the modified version of the Song of the Dead Soul that was angry for half an hour was still continuing.

These seven troubled teenagers all put on their schoolbags, stuffed them with brand-new textbooks that they had never opened, and went to school honestly.

In the past, in the classroom, a few guys who had never sat down were able to endure the temperament and listen to the lectures of language, mathematics and English and various subjects from head to toe.

Some students, for the instructor, are the type who thank you for just being able to sleep quietly on their desks.

And when I saw them, I listened to the whole class with wide eyes, and after class, I asked for questions I didn't understand, it was like the sun coming out in the west.

No matter how difficult the physical chemistry class is, for these teenagers who are cool in the middle of the night, it can't be compared with Qin Xu's law popularization class.

Qin Xu couldn't have imagined that his half-hour law class had become the strongest motivation for this group of delinquent teenagers who had been running around and playing crazy since they were young.

They remembered every word Qin Xu said in that half an hour. It was as if these words were deeply engraved in their minds by Qin Xu with a knife.

They will try to sit on the chair and study abnormally, all because Qin Xu emphasized it several times at the beginning, let them study hard, make progress every day, and don't make trouble.

They don't like to read either.

However, they were deeply afraid, even if there was a one-in-a-thousandth chance that Qin Xu would be killed back and given them a new lesson on Qin Xu's ideological work, they would be completely killed.

As for the dangerous bombing of the street at the beginning, hehe......

Anyway, after Mr. Qin's class correction, in the next ten years, when they see the motorcycle-shaped vehicle, they will have a physiological headache and nausea, and they will honestly choose to take a bus or ride a bicycle, and resolutely do not touch a motorcycle.

The racing years of the rebellious period were cruelly ended by Qin Xu in that dark night.

Qin Xu, an authentic poor student who grew up at the end of the crane from childhood to adulthood, would never have thought that he would become the "natural enemy of bad teenagers".

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