There are three days left until Chinese New Year's Eve, and the city is full of festive atmosphere.

However, festive is festive, and it is less congested than usual. Except for supermarkets and shopping malls, most of the streets and roads have changed from the busy scene of the past, and the whole city seems to be quiet.

Of course, most of the units that should be on vacation are on holiday, and people are no longer busy going out early and returning late. Most of them are purchasing materials for the arrival of the New Year, such as melons, fruits, vegetables, meat, fish, shrimp and crabs, as well as tobacco, alcohol, candy, gift boxes, gifts, etc., there are all kinds of patterns.

Watching his colleagues buy this and that, Xie Da'an sat in the reference room, unable to open his eyes sadly at the pile of files stacked in the shape of a small mountain.

It's not that he can't open his eyes, just his big chimney, one after another, keeps lighting cigarettes, and the whole data room is on fire.

The braincase hurts, the braincase hurts. But even if the skull hurts, there is no trick, so I will ask for it.

Xie Da'an pressed the cigarette butt into the full ashtray, reluctantly opened the file, squinted his small eyes and continued to look for a traffic accident report record a few years ago.

In the blink of an eye, the bell rang at noon. Xie Da'an tilted his neck and twisted it from side to side, leaning on the back of the chair and stretching his somewhat empty body.

"How old are you?" Xie Da'an muttered self-deprecatingly.

After touching his empty stomach, he finally decided to eat first, and he didn't plan to take a lunch break, and then checked.

When I went downstairs, I just walked to the office hall and saw a Uyghur man sitting on a row of chairs and looking at me blankly.

Xie Da'an was stunned for a moment, and walked over a little helplessly, and the Uyghur man immediately got up and greeted him, "Officer Xie, I'm really troublesome to you." Did you find it?"

He bowed down when he spoke, and he looked very humble. Walking outside the gate, the man took out a pack of cigarettes from his crumpled coat pocket, opened it, took out one and handed it to Xie Da'an, and it was almost close to his mouth.

Xie Da'an pushed away the hand that the man handed over the cigarette, and said helplessly with a little tiredness: "Haiyiti, you don't have to come here every day to guard, if you don't keep it, we will handle the case." Go back to your business, and stay here every day to make money. ”

The Uyghur man Haiyti smiled innocently, tried to stuff the cigarette into Xie Da'an's hand again, and glanced at the cigarette, Xie Da'an only felt uncomfortable in his throat, and he was a little irritable.

It's not that his conditions are good, but he has never bought this ten yuan of money, and he is desperate every time he is forced into his mouth by this goods.

Isn't this a mouth-pull, and the smoke is also choking. Ahem! Xie Da'an frowned while coughing, he really couldn't figure out what he was doing.

Look at the annual vacation, others should go home happily, and they should see their wives and children. It's good for me, my heart is soft, and I promised to find a case file five years ago for Haiyiti, but I didn't expect this guy to rely on him, and he didn't do anything all day long, so he blocked him in the office hall.

"Lao Tzu is not too idle to do anything, the traffic police force in this area is already understaffed, do you want me to draw everyone over and find it for you?" Xie Da'an muttered to himself angrily in his heart.

"Alas, okay, okay, let's go, let's eat together, and I'll go up and find it for you when I'm done." Success. "I am chattering in my heart, Xie Da'an is actually a warm-hearted person.

Moreover, as a traffic policeman, it is impossible to let go of a murderer who may have a hit-and-run.

Although there is no real evidence, this Uyghur man named Haiyiti has been squatting in the traffic police team every day for half a month, and after handing in the application to explain the matter clearly, he does not rush or make trouble, and just comes to the hall on time every day to sit. Come on time every day, earlier than a group of hairy guys go to work.

Now it is necessary to find the file left behind by Haiti's wife Rena after she reported the accident five years ago. But after all, time has passed, and just based on a license plate number, you say that someone hit your wife to death, and the public security organs can't directly arrest someone for you.

It is not necessary to look at the evidence and act according to the process.

After snoring three times and dividing five by two, Haiyiti finished eating a large pot of manic noodles, squatted at the door of the snack bar next to the traffic police team, and smoked the inferior cigarettes that gave Xie Da'an a headache when he thought about it.

Xie Da'an looked at him in not very clean clothes, his face was yellow and thin, and he thought he was a terrorist because of this virtue.

Xie Da'an didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt that such a guy was pitiful. Out of sympathy or a sense of ism in his bones, although the process has to be left on the surface, Xie Da'an has actually checked the license plate number in private.

He couldn't bear it, and he didn't know what to tell Haiti, that the car had been lost five years ago. Moreover, the time to report the loss was so 'coincidental' that it was the day after Rena was hit.

By all indications, what Haiti said is most likely the truth.

But here's the problem, he Xie Da'an believes that what Hai Yiti said is useless, and what he needs to go to court is evidence.

The car was reported lost, and the owner might have been asked to drive to a place where the bird didn't poop and dispose of it. It's not impossible to push the sea or bury yourself in a ravine.

There are no cameras on that section, but if you can't find the car, you can't do collision detection.

Thinking of this, Xie Daan hurriedly picked up a few mouthfuls of rice, scanned the QR code and paid for the meal, walked to the door and patted Haiyiti, the two were like old friends for many years, they didn't speak, and walked all the way towards the traffic police team.

'Escaped, and reported loss, this Nima drama is enough. Why don't you give me a crime here without a trace, Lao Tzu will give you the whole famous detective Xie Conan come out, do you believe it. Wait for Lao Tzu, you can't catch your grandson. ’

Seeing Xie Da'an's suddenly angry appearance, Hai Yiti regretted that he shouldn't have been greedy for that cigarette, and he didn't pay for the meal in time and asked Officer Xie to treat him. Look at the ones that make people angry.

There was no one around during the lunch break, Xie Da'an took Hai Yi directly into his office, and before getting off work, he moved all the files that he hadn't read.

It's impossible to expect Hai Yiti to check together, and the Chinese level of this product is called a poor.

"Forget it," Xie Da'an muttered, and began to flip through the files.

When he finished smoking the last cigarette in his cigarette case, Haiyti carefully handed over his cigarette, and Xie Daan took it casually without raising his head and lit it.

Cough... , Nima...

Just as he wanted to scold, Xie Da'an raised his eyes and saw that Haiyiti's unshaven face was full of gratitude......

Grow a breath, and the movement of his subordinates continues. While flipping through the files, Xie Da'an asked casually, "It's almost the New Year, why don't you go back?"

"I haven't been home for seven years, the first two years were busy working, the child's mother is gone in the past five years, and the child wants to ask when I go back, I..."

...... Xie Da'an stopped talking, and looked at the file more quickly in a muffled voice.

'Grandson, do you evil! Xie Daxin cursed with peace of mind.

It was true that there were no cameras installed on the section of the road that Haiyti said, but there were intersections at the left and right ends. When the file is turned over, the case is re-filed, and the video data of the left and right intersections are checked, this person will definitely not be able to escape.

The reason why he didn't immediately investigate the owner of the car was actually thinking in his heart that since the owner had already reported the loss, he would definitely not be able to check the car. If the other party finds out that it has been investigated, and it has not been controlled, the person may run away first, and there will be one more thing to arrest at that time.

Just pull up the video footage of the road at the other end and confirm the photos of the driver, and that's it. Control the people first, and then figure out the rest.

"Found it. Found it, found it. Xie Da'an happily held a dossier, and his fat face was as happy as the Buddha of Zun Mi Le.

Looking at Haiti over there, she was already crying. A bearded Uyghur man, with tears on his face, knelt directly in front of his desk.

"Oh, I'll go, what are you doing. Get up, get up, hurry up, let people see how bad it is. What the hell..."Xie Da'an muttered as he hurriedly picked up Haiyti.

The two big men finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in their chairs and smoked cigarettes easily.

Xie Da'an suddenly felt that he was used to smoking this cigarette, and he didn't pull his mouth so much......