Dongcheng Splendid Century Police Station, judging from the name, seems to be very tall, but in fact, it can be said to be the most idle place in the public security system of the whole capital.

Dongcheng Jingxiu Century Police Station is a subordinate unit of Dongcheng Branch, located in the outermost part of Dongcheng District, and there is only the community where Lin Yun's parents live - Splendid Century, the only residential area in the jurisdiction.

Every day when I go to work, teacups and newspapers are the main theme of the work of the police officers of the Jingxiu Century Police Station in Dongcheng. Although the Jingxiu Century Police Station in Dongcheng is idle, no one wants to come to work here, especially young police officers. Because coming here basically means insulating from promotion.

Therefore, the Jingxiu Century Police Station in Dongcheng is nicknamed the "pension center" in private, and only those old police officers who are close to retirement and have no hope of promotion will be willing to come to this Qingshui Yamen.

However, there are exceptions to everything, and the exception in the Dongcheng Jingxiu Century Police Station is Han Rihua, who is the youngest police officer except for the director of the Dongcheng Jingxiu Century Police Station. Han Rihua, who originally worked in the criminal police team of the Municipal Bureau, was assigned to the Jingxiu Century Police Station in Dongcheng for early retirement because of his confrontation with the leader.

"Damn, this is the third time this month!"

Han Rihua sat in the co-pilot of the police car, slapped it on the window frame, and said with a full of complaints: "Is this policeman serving the people, or is it serving the second ancestor?" Every time something happens, we have to wipe our butts, what a fucking bag! ”

"What's the solution?" Zhang Ming, the old police officer in charge of driving, sighed and said: "People have a background, my uncle is an important position in the city bureau, and he is the old boss of the dead fat man, of course the dead fat man has to shoot a good fart." ”

The director of the Jingxiu Century Police Station in Dongcheng is surnamed Shi, because he is obese, walks three times and shakes, and often eats bad stomach and runs to the toilet, the police officers below gave him a nickname, called "Fat Man", but after calling for a long time, "Fat Man" gradually became "Dead Fat Man".

"Grass!" Han Rihua knocked on the window frame of the car window again, and his heart was full of injustice.

Gao Wei, an old police officer sitting in the back seat of the police car, also opened his mouth to persuade Han Rihua at this time: "Your Uncle Gao has been a policeman all his life, has been an undercover agent, arrested murderers, and received awards from ministerial-level leaders. So sometimes, sycophants are more important than strength. Let's just say that you kid, the army returned from the army and entered the criminal police team of the city bureau, how majestic is it? It stands to reason that even a dead fat man has to be polite when he sees you, but now? Why was he assigned to this Qingshui Yamen? It's not that you're too stubborn and want to work against the leader? ”

"But the arrest of Li Guangtou was completely the blind command of the leaders above, who could have been arrested without any casualties, but caused two serious injuries and three minor injuries, and Xiao Liu is still lying in the hospital!" Speaking of the incident that demoted him from the Municipal Criminal Police Team to the Jingxiu Century Police Station in Dongcheng, Han Rihua's voice became a little choked, and he felt worthless for those brothers who were injured in the operation.

Gao Wei patted the back of Han Rihua's chair and sighed lightly, he had experienced this kind of thing before, although he was not angry, but he was helpless.

Zhang Ming took a direction, waited for the stall at the red light at the intersection, and said to Han Rihua: "Don't complain, this is not the first time to deal with this kind of thing, anyway, tomorrow it will be our turn to rest, and we will find a place to have a drink together in the evening." ”

At the gate of the Splendid Century, when Zeng Jian had just finished smoking his third cigarette, he saw a blue-and-white Volkswagen Polo with flashing police lights but no siren parked outside the crowd.

Seeing the arrival of the police car, Zeng Jian suddenly had a happy face, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and made a lip sync to Luo Hao, Li Yifeng, Yun Lingfeng, and Yun Jiatu, and said, "You are dead!" The expression on his face became more and more arrogant.

Seeing the arrival of the police, the crowd of onlookers automatically moved out of the way.

Zhang Ming, Gao Wei, and Han Rihua walked into the circle surrounded by the crowd to understand the situation. And when Han Rihua's gaze swept over Luo Hao, Li Yifeng, Yun Lingfeng, and Yun Jiatu, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sensed a familiar aura from the four of them-people from the troops!

Zeng Jian told Zhang Ming what had happened, of course, he hid Lin Yun's situation, and stubbornly drove himself drunk, saying that he was a good young man who rubbed flowers and loved cars in order to avoid pedestrians.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Gao, you have to give me a judgment, they don't lose money, they don't forget it, they still beat people." Zeng Jian pointed to the corner of his mouth that was beaten black, with a look of grievance, and that expression was simply the male version of Dou E.

"Grass, no wonder it's called Zeng Jian, it's really ****** cheap!" Yun Lingfeng scolded in a low voice.

What kind of virtue Zeng Jian is, Zhang Ming, Gao Wei, and Han Rihua know very well that things are definitely not what Zeng Jian said. But since he came to help people wipe their buttocks, they still have to have the attitude, and it is also a fact that Zeng Jian was beaten.

Gao Wei closed the work book in his hand, sandwiched it under his armpit, walked to Luo Hao, Li Yifeng, Yun Lingfeng, and Yun Jiatu, and said, "Come with me to the office." ”

Luo Hao glanced at the rank on Zhang Ming's shoulder and said, "Your level is not enough, I want to invite someone to find the director of your sub-bureau." As he spoke, he took out the document of the National Security Counter-Terrorism Bureau and hung it in front of Zhang Ming.

Gao Wei carefully identified the documents that appeared in front of him, and when he saw the words "Counter-Terrorism Bureau of the Ministry of State Security", he immediately gasped. This is a legendary character, how can it be here?! And there are four more at once, could it be that there are terrorists hiding in this community?!

Gao Wei retreated in his heart, a person of this level is completely a heavenly existence for a grassroots policeman like Gao Wei, not to mention a dead fat man, even Zeng Jian's uncle has to weigh it.

Just as Gao Wei hesitated, Zhang Ming stepped forward and whispered to Gao Wei: "Could this document be fake?" ”

Zhang Ming's words reminded Gao Wei, but just when he wanted Luo Hao to re-show his documents, Han Rihua grabbed Gao Wei and said, "Old Gao, you should retire in one year, right?" If you plan to retire and go home in peace, listen to my advice, don't meddle in this matter, you can't afford to mess with these people. ”

"Could it be that the documents are real?!" Zhang Ming asked in surprise.

"The documents are naturally real, but the identities on the documents are only used to hide their true identities, and that is really terrifying!" Han Rihua looked at Luo Hao, Li Yifeng, and Yun Lingfeng with shock in his eyes, and behind the shock, there was a touch of fanaticism hidden!