At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Song Guyan took soybean milk powder and entered the subway station again on duty, replacing the handlers and police dogs on shift to rest.

I don't know if it's because of Weibo, there are inexplicably more passengers at the security checkpoint where Song Guyan is located, and from time to time he takes out his mobile phone to take a photo like a thief.

Song Guyan, who has a serious face, still has a certain lethality, except for cute children, not many people dare to come up and ask for pictures.

Zhang Beihai also saw Weibo at noon, and knew that he would definitely not be able to stop it, so he simply contacted his colleagues in the subway station and transferred Song Guyan to the subway for duty. Otherwise, a bunch of people are crowded at the security checkpoint, and the security personnel will not be able to work properly.

Song Guyan is not worth begging, after all, it is quite tiring to keep a face for a long time, she just wants to work hard.

Not to mention traveling, in order to be able to shoot handsomely, you always have to maintain your posture and demeanor, and after a while, the muscles on your face will cramp.

The job inside the subway is relatively simple, preventing passengers from crossing the yellow line, and then letting the police dog sniff for dangerous objects. The security check is only the initial checkpoint, and the amount of tasks cannot be guaranteed 100%, and the special police patrolling inside the subway are the second line of defense, checking and filling in the gaps.

If necessary, the patrol police have to wait for the subway to check back and forth, which is a unified arrangement for the entire subway line, which is counted as the third line of defense.

I have to say that there are really too many people who are desperately trying to maintain that stability.

Song Guyan caught the male white-collar worker secretly nibbling on bread, and went up to educate him. Male white-collar workers are really too busy at work, and even eat lunch after dinner. However, seeing Song Guyan's pretty face, the white-collar worker's face suddenly turned red.

"Debris left behind by food, breeding cockroaches and rats, destroying lines and facilities in subway tunnels. So next time, don't eat in the subway station, you'll be fine when you leave the station. ”

The male white-collar worker blushed and nodded constantly: "Don't eat it, never eat it again." ”

As he spoke, he quickly put the rest of the bread into his backpack.

Zhou You sighed with emotion, it is not easy to do any job. In the past, when I was just out of school, the unit also let the young people do everything. It's nominally a workout, but in fact, the old qualifications are lazy, chatting, reading newspapers, and playing games. But what can I do if I am unhappy in my heart, probationary period, how can I stay if I don't work hard.

Fortunately, the police dog is a good job, and many people can't get into the civil service establishment if they want to. The work is tiring, and the training is also very hard, but when I retire, I return it to the family who arranges for adoption, and I have good food and drink, which can be regarded as a guarantee.

Thinking that I can make a career now, and when I am old and have a guarantee, I have to work hard.

Song Guyan didn't know why the soybean milk powder was suddenly so interested, but he was still very happy in his heart, and he didn't waste it in vain to share the food with his hungry stomach.

The space in the subway station is relatively small, and if it were not for the transfer point of the two lines, it might be more leisurely. It's only ten minutes to walk back and forth, and then I'll walk around every once in a while.

I saw a boy who looked like a student playing a mobile game, and his posture looked a bit like a pesticide. I took a look at the people who came and went, and only I was so unique.

Am I not the king of the subway?

Hey.

The white train came from a distance, and through the glass doors, you could hear the whirring wind and the faint sound of brakes.

"Brush—"

"Brush—"

The subway has two gates, the first is the glass door of the station as a protection, and then the door of the train inside. The passengers in the car rushed down, and the waiting passengers also squeezed in.

The stay time of each train is very short, you must hurry up to enter the station, do not wait for the overtime, the subway is not a bus, and you can stop if you say hello.

Woohoo –

What does it taste like?

Zhou You stopped suddenly, his eyes probing.

Song Guyan became alert when he saw the soybean milk powder, and the whole person immediately entered a state of combat readiness.

"Did you smell something?" Song Guyan asked quietly, his eyes on the passengers who were constantly shuttling.

"Smell it!"

Zhou You calmed down, trying to identify the faint smell.

It's a bit like the taste of liquor, it's not that liquor can't be brought on the subway, but it's strictly stipulated that you can't exceed it.

However, the alcohol concentration smelled by Zhou You definitely exceeded that of ordinary liquor, and the one that was dispersed in the air alone felt a little pungent.

If it is not liquor but alcohol, it is absolutely contraband, and it is a flammable and explosive substance.

It didn't seem to be this mouth, Zhou You took Song Guyan and ran forward two more times, and Zhou You determined the source of the taste, which was this carriage.

Seeing that the subway was about to close, Song Guyan quickly turned on the walkie-talkie and reported the situation to the captain of the detachment.

It is better to make mistakes than to allow mistakes.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens.

The captain decisively ordered Song Guyan to enter the carriage to find out what was it that made the police dog so sensitive.

Police dogs are highly trained, have a memory of target scents, and generally do not go wrong.

Even if it goes wrong, it's just a wasted effort. The cost is absolutely acceptable compared to the consequences in case it happens.

"Go!" Song Guyan boarded the subway with Zhou You.

The temperature in the subway is still low, and the air conditioner is blowing again and again, which also slows down the spread of the smell.

Traveling around is only faintly heard, and it has a great impact on the tracking target.

"What a cute police dog!"

"Labrador looks at me, so cute. ”

"It feels a lot like Sherlock Holmes, with a thoughtful look. ”

Woo Woo ~ There is indeed a smell left, but it is not so strong, will it run into another carriage?

"Don't worry, look for it. Song Guyan said.

You looked for the left side of the car door, almost a carpet search, but the smell was gradually weakening, and it should not be on this side.

When you smell it on the right, the more you face forward, the more the smell seems to be newer, and it seems that the target is in this direction.

"Wang~" Zhou You shouted, pulled Song Guyan and ran towards the carriage on the right.

Since traveling around can determine the direction, it should not be an illusion. Song Guyan didn't dare to take it lightly, and while following up, he notified the captain and asked for the assistance of other colleagues.

When the situation is unclear, it is the most difficult to judge, and Song Guyan doesn't know how bad it is.

The taste is getting heavier......

What's going on? How did the smell get diluted here?

Zhou You sniffed hard, and smelled a sour smell from the smell of alcohol.

Vomit –

The smell made you want to vomit.

As soon as I looked up, I saw an uncle wearing flip-flops.

it!

Don't talk about public morality, you know that you don't wear shoes if your feet are smelly!