The busiest week of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section passed, and the weekend set a record for four consecutive days without leaving work during the week, when he slept in Pablo's office when he was sleepy, and woke up to work vigorously, fortunately, four days later, Chekov, the new Shazhan, took up his post, three days faster than Matthew expected, and unfortunately, the bear was ...... before the war began It's really useless.

In the sun, Chekov pinched a hamburger and sat on the desk and bit it hard, at that time he found that he didn't seem to like being an official very much, and he was even more reluctant to deal with the affairs of the entire department, and the most annoying thing was all kinds of signatures, attendance had to be signed, reports had to be signed, how could he have to sign even if he came to work and left early? Isn't this the Detective Bureau? Why is it a bit like a company in a building?

So, he came up with a very simple solution.

Chekov walked up to the weekend with full authority and said solemnly: "Zhou, I will inform you in the capacity of the anti-crime and anti-narcotics section......

I was busy watching surveillance footage over the weekend, and the recent robbery of several convenience stores gave them a headache, but at this time Chekov said to him: "What? "Weekend looked up from the surveillance of watching the robbery on the computer with his head down.

"I mean, I'll inform you as Sha Zhan's doppelganger that Lao Tzu is gone."

The one who gave Chekov a look of anger stood at his desk on the weekend and looked at him with very sharp eyes, as if to say: "What can you do with me." ”

"Huh??" Weekend was taken aback: "Deed, you don't plan to be a police officer anymore?" ”

"No, I'm not doing this sand show anymore. I'm annoyed. I don't like to sign. I don't like to draw a whole row of '√' on the timesheet, you know, you even wrote the report when we were partners. ”

The weekend gave Chekov an angry smile and sneered: "When did you do the work of the sand exhibition?" I'm doing the assignment of cases, coordinating the area of responsibility for each new detective, and even giving each detective an oil change card after I called Pablo and got the authorization to pry open his cabinet with a screwdriver. SIR, if you really can't find an excuse for me to do the last signing for you, please say to me in a slightly kind tone, 'Brother, I really can't do this job.' Can you help me'. ”

Chekov stretched out his hand and scratched his head a few times, then glanced left and right, and saw that no one noticed before he said to this weekend: "Brother, I really can't finish this job......" But the next sentence made Weekend really can't hold back a smile, you really can't resist this bear cute: "Zhou, don't say it, I'm a sand exhibition now, isn't it?" That's an order. "The way the thumb of one hand is stuck in the waistband of the trousers is exactly like the cowboy in a western movie, and it's still a very magical one.

"Hey, who ate my burger? That's my lunch! ”

Billy shouted as he watched everyone in the room at the pantry door. Behind him, there was a refrigerator that opened the door of the crisper cabinet.

Chekov took a bite of the burger. The 'crunch' of the upper and lower teeth chewed, and the lettuce leaves were bitten into his mouth little by little, and there was still a hint of white hanging on his lips.

At that moment, Billy's eyes locked on Chekov like a scope, and he strode towards him, and when he stood opposite the bear, facing the brown bear that was a whole head taller than him, he said angrily: "Chekov Shazhan, you have eaten my lunch three times in a row in the three days since you came back, do I have to put a label on your own lunch before you touch others?" ”

"Is this your burger?" Chekov took the burger in one hand, put his finger in his mouth - sucked - sucked - and said: "I said how it was the same taste for three days in a row." ”

Old Carl habitually joked, "Billy, you've made one of the three most common mistakes newcomers make." He forgot that he had only entered the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section an hour earlier than Billy, and he had educated others with an old-fashioned attitude.

"What are you kidding?" Billy said as he glared back at Carl.

It is rare to sit in his position on the weekend and watch the drama relaxedly, and he knows in his heart that with the appearance of a-stirring stick like old Carl, there must be a good show to watch.

"Am I joking? This is a mistake that all novices in the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau make: 1. forgetting the names of the criminals and victims, 2. improperly placing pistols, and 3. stealing food with Chekov. Old Carl continued with a serious face: "You've been at SWAT, haven't you?" Don't you know that last year the entire Special Operations Bureau rushed to the Western Branch to arrest Chekov? He single-handedly knocked down four policemen! ”

Chekov took another bite of the burger and said, "Four." ”

Billy looked at Carl suspiciously and asked, "That's not because of ......"

"You want to say because of the black police incident? Forget it, even if Wood is a black policeman, what does it have to do with Chekov? He's a weekend partner and not Wood's, can he handle it? Carl looked in the direction of the elevator door, afraid that outsiders would hear about it, and the whole thing became more secretive: "The real reason is that this bear is sick, he hates others and he grabs food, you don't know what kind of temper these guys from the special forces are, they have to survive on a cookie in the jungle for a whole month during training, how do you think this kind of person can let go of food after leaving the army?" Tsk, tsk, tsk, you and he grabbed food? I'm telling you, Wood lost his teeth because he grabbed a piece of pizza, and he also involved the other three patrol officers! ”

Chekov shoved the last bite of the burger into his mouth and continued to say indistinctly: "All the teeth are out." ”

"Hahaha......" Leonova couldn't help it when she was lying on the desk, and she laughed directly.

Old Karl stretched out his hand and stabbed her hard in the back, and whispered, "Laugh fart, if you don't want your lunch to be eaten by Chekov, immediately hold back the laughter." Turning his head, Old Carl said to Billy with a look of regret, "It's terrible. After speaking, he took Leonova's arm and dragged her and said, "Don't laugh, go to dinner." ”

Billy heard about it, but there was no one in the police at the time, and when he looked at Chekov again, the guy immediately stopped-sucking-sucking-finger posture, walked in front of Billy with his head tilted, and said in a nasal voice: "Hmph~~"

Burst.

I couldn't help it on the weekend, leaning on the wheelchair and laughing.

BILLY STEPPED FORWARD AND ASKED, "SIR, IS THIS TRUE?" ”

Weekend waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know anything, but I can take you to a meal." ”

Billy pushed the weekend's wheelchair and continued to ask, "Is it true?" ”

Chekov followed with his coat in his big oily hands, grabbed the wheelchair in Billy's hand and pushed it forward.

Weekend scolded, "You bear." ”

Chekov shook his head and didn't pick up the weekend's scolding at all, and responded: "I didn't have enough. ”

Bite.

The moment the elevator door opened, Chekov pushed the weekend into the elevator, leaving Billy alone in a daze, he said in a deep voice: "You don't want to eat?" ”

That's when Billy reacted: "Oh! ”

When Billy, who had never been afraid of death in New Mexico, saw this bear, he was inexplicably fooled by old Carl, and muttered in the elevator on the weekend: "Old fritters kill people." (To be continued.) )