In this world, there is never a shortage of people who like to die.

And after being a police officer for a long time, I am not surprised by the behavior of this kind of person, and I don't think it is strange.

Because usually after they ignore the rules and cause trouble for themselves and others, the most often ask for help and help them finish up, isn't it the police?

"Let's go, let's go, what are you doing here, you want to go to the window hall to do things, you want to turn yourself in to the reception room on the first floor, this is the construction site of the police station, what are you going to do here?"

A particularly loud male voice sounded, different from Qin Xu's young and loud voice, this voice sounded hoarse and thick, revealing a bit of viciousness, which made people feel particularly difficult to provoke.

Sun Xiaolin was very impressed by this voice, it was a policeman in his fifties, with a big black face, a thick neck, fat and thick shoulders, and a big general's belly.

Every morning and afternoon, when the office hall of the police station is ready to go to work, some of the people who come to line up in advance queue in an orderly manner, while some people take advantage of the chaos to cut in line, cross the queue, and want to take a shortcut directly to get the queue number first.

At this time, this black-faced fat policeman, with a loud voice like a machine gun, criticizes the body of the person who cut in line.

He was always very polite when he shouted.

"Queue up, everyone queues, just you cut the line, are you embarrassed to be a big man!?"

"It's up to you to be the last one to come, what are you doing here? Go to the back of the line, all the elementary school students know how to queue, you are an old man who has lived for decades, you don't know how to queue!"

"Squeeze what, squeeze what, so many people, just you twist around, you think I can't see clearly, where are you in the back!

“......”

Anyway, when the black-faced fat policeman criticized people, although there was not a single swear word scolding, it was very ruthless, and people couldn't help but feel angry and bloody.

Some young men with a bad temper were yelled at and scolded him, but unfortunately their voices were not as loud as his, their vocabulary was not as rich as his, and their momentum was even inferior.

Sun Xiaolin remembered that when he was at work at the police station yesterday afternoon, an old woman in her sixties insisted on cutting in line, and scolded this black-faced fat policeman for more than ten minutes, and finally lost the battle, blushing and speaking in a snarky voice.

"Your police service attitude is too bad, I'm going to complain to you, I'm going to complain to you!"

"Go, it's a cowardice not to go, police number 09871, Zhang Changjiang, remember it, I'll report it to you again if I have a bad memory, Zhang Changjiang, police number 09871, hurry up and complain." I've been a police officer for 30 years, and I've received more complaints than you can read! ”

To be honest, as a bystander, and a person who has been cut in line, Sun Xiaolin really thinks that the fat policeman's words are really cool to listen to.

The mentality of the other queuers is similar to that of Sun Xiaolin, and the people who resent the queue for breaking the order feel that this is a trivial matter, and they are embarrassed to speak, and if they want to say anything, the fat policeman will help them say it.

Therefore, when the fat policeman Zhang Changjiang scares people, there will be people who voice their support.

"That's it, that's a good point!"

"That's right, it's so unfair to cut the line. ”

"It's too unqualified to cut in line!"

Sun Xiaolin saw the black-faced fat policeman coming, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about his daily scaring posture, it is estimated that it should be no problem for these visitors who rashly ran to the police station to check in the big white goose to leave, right?

The voice that is not easy to provoke when you hear it is really much more effective than Uncle Zhou's polite accusation.

In less than ten seconds of shouting, the fat and strong figure of the black-faced policeman squeezed through the others, and the tank generally rushed to the side of the half-built red brick wall.

He patted his chest first and said to the janitor: "Old man Zhou, it's okay, leave it to me here, you hurry up and watch the door." ”

Even if he was called an old man, the doorman Uncle Zhou was not angry, he took advantage of the road separated by Zhang Changjiang and walked out with confidence.

Zhang Changjiang is an old-age qualified policeman in the Changyang Branch, and when he was young, he was a tiger general in the police station, but he had a bad temper and offended many people, and he was not promoted smoothly and stayed in the Changyang Branch for the rest of his life.

When he was old and not suitable for front-line work, he was arranged in the office hall to be responsible for maintaining order.

After Uncle Zhou left, Zhang Changjiang glared, his swarthy old face could not only scare children, but adults were a little scared when they looked at it.

"Stand back, back down," Zhang Changjiang didn't care about the people who were shouting pain on the ground, first pulled out his baton, crossed it in front of him, and began to deal with these inexplicable people who were blocked here, "Do you know how to read?" It is written here, don't get close, don't get close, you will bear the consequences if you are pecked." ”

"You, you, what are you doing at the police station, don't stay here if you have nothing to do, leave quickly, what does it look like like this!"

"What? Watch the geese go to the goose farm, watch the swans go to the zoo, read more books when you have nothing to do, don't take it as fun. ”

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhang Changjiang pushed the group of people out two or three meters away, and then took out a rope from the pocket of the police trousers, tied it directly to the trees and shrubs next to it, and made a rudimentary forbidden line.

Zhang Changjiang's move caused dissatisfaction among the group, and a short young man in a black T-shirt shouted: "Why let us leave, your police station didn't say that people who can only do things come in, I just look at the goose, so what?"

One protested, and many echoed.

Sun Xiaolin was glanced at by Zhang Changjiang before, and now he silently picked up tools to repair the damaged red brick wall. However, he quietly lit a candle in his heart for these brothers who were the first to speak.

According to his observation, this old policeman in charge of the queue and the office hall is completely interested in scaring people for fun.

If he said a word, it would be good to leave silently, but when he met someone who could interact with him, Zhang Changjiang's whole black face came alive, and he suddenly said that he was like a river, criticizing the other party for being incomplete and doubting life.

Sure enough, Zhang Changjiang was not polite at all, strode forward, spit stars splashed, and his big mouth spewed out paragraph after paragraph, and the person who was sprayed didn't interject at all.

"Haven't you grown to the top of your head? Go out and look at the sign, this is a police station, not a playground museum zoo......

Zhang Changjiang's way of speaking, in daily life, is very unpleasant, fierce and mean, but for some people, he is modest and restrained, and treats each other politely, but he will be beaten by his opponent with a snake and stick, and he will be at a loss.

On the contrary, it is the way this black-faced fat policeman handles it that can make some people daunted and dispel the idea of not meeting the regulations.

Zhang Changjiang approved it, and the group simply left two-thirds of the way, and the rest of the people blushed, but they were not too willing to even see the big white goose, so they were driven away.

Zhang Changjiang saw that most of the people were gone, and finally stopped talking.

The short young man could only interject at this time, but his momentum was greatly reduced, and he said politely with insufficient confidence: "We are the anchor of Xiaoyin's short video, and we want to shoot the white goose raised by your police station, I think this is very good, right, your police station also wants to have positive publicity to increase popularity, right? ”

"Who wants to promote," Zhang Changjiang rolled his eyes, setting off his black face, the contrast was stark, "The little brothers in my bureau, there are so many cases that they are muttering when they sleep, if you publicize it again, will we die?"