In the afternoon, Zhou Ze really accompanied Lao Zhang to the primary school.

Since he promised Feng Si to cooperate with his operation in the near future and do some "good deeds", Boss Zhou naturally will not break his promise.

On the school playground, elementary school students sit in a neat line with their own chairs.

Lao Zhang sat on the rostrum and gave a lecture on law popularization with a microphone.

In fact, Lao Zhang is also the honorary principal of this elementary school, of course, he does not charge money, he can come to give lectures once or twice a semester, and if he is not free, he can also send other police officers.

The afternoon sun is a bit big, and although it doesn't cause heat stroke, it can be considered torture if people sit down and listen to the boring words purely.

However, the students are probably used to this kind of torture.

Lao Zhang didn't read the script, nor did he design any manuscript to read, and directly started with a relatively rare case;

Not only the students sitting on the playground below widened their eyes and listened carefully, but even the teachers and school leaders who managed the order and accompanied them also listened with relish.

After a few cases, first stated, then analyzed, and finally summarized, which not only ensured the interest, but also made it have a beginning and an end, which played a role in guiding everyone's reflection.

Boss Zhou has been standing next to the podium, and he is really surprised by Lao Zhang's performance.

Lao Zhang, who is usually relatively honest and dull in the bookstore, actually has such a side.

If you don't work as a policeman, you can go directly to various schools to go to the acupuncture points and be the kind of "mentor" who pours chicken soup and fights chicken blood.

The last case is about Lao Zhang himself, to be exact, the person in this capacity.

Undercover drug trafficking group, fighting wits and courage, passing on news to the police, all kinds of lives hanging by a thread, told by Lao Zhang, the "party", the effect is actually three points more exciting than the police and bandit TV series.

"So, children, don't think that this kind of thing is very far away from you, in fact, it is really not far away!

According to the cases in recent years, the trend of teenagers being harmed by drug P is gradually increasing, and it can be said that this demonic hand is constantly approaching us!

When you graduate, you go to middle school, go to college, and even say something unpleasant, even if you drop out of school, it's nothing, the road of life is very long, but if you dare to touch the drug p, then your life will be completely nowhere to go!

Every year, there are many police officers who are fighting on the front line of anti-narcotics injured and sacrificed, their efforts are actually to protect you, hoping to support a safe and clean sky for you, we should be grateful, at the same time, we must cherish, can not live up to and waste their sacrifices and dedication! ”

The lecture ends with a "salute" posture,

Some of the elementary school students below saluted along, and some clapped vigorously, and their little faces looked very excited.

The principal of the school smiled jealously next to him, and the feedback from the students was much more enthusiastic than when he gave his opening speech every year.

The vice principal next to the principal secretly glanced at the principal with disdain, as far as your opening ceremony speech of "cool in this autumn breeze and fragrant cinnamon" that has not changed for many years, who is not tired?

Well

Boss Zhou was not on the sidelines the whole time.

There is a naughty child who likes to pick his nose while listening to lectures.

In the past few days, the temperature has risen, and summer is coming, the air has become dry, and the nose is easy to dry, and it is indeed easy to bleed if you always pick your nose.

Boss Zhou stepped forward to help the little fat man with a nosebleed stop the bleeding, and by the way, with the cooperation of Lao Zhang, the primary school student and the teachers around him told about the correct response to the nosebleed.

Some of the so-called solving habits, which are effective and which are wrong, are explained.

Finally, I have a little sense of existence, otherwise I really look like a bag assistant brought by Lao Zhang.

When it's all over,

Lao Zhang declined the invitation of the school leaders to stay for dinner.

drove Zhou Ze back to the bookstore.

On the road, Lao Zhang would glance at the boss sitting in the passenger seat from time to time.

He really couldn't figure out why the boss suddenly wanted to follow him to school, this was not the boss's style at all.

Actually, Zhou Ze couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure out what he had done in the afternoon in addition to helping a little fat man stop his nosebleed?

As soon as I thought of this,

Zhou Ze couldn't help but look at Lao Zhang,

I just feel that "political correctness" seems to be a bit out of order now,

Oh no

Nor is it,

I seem to have gotten it wrong.

"Police station, is there really nothing else going on now?"

"Ah, well, boss, this year when you are sleeping, let's go through the city, not to mention criminal cases, and even ordinary public security cases are much less."

"............" Zhou Ze.

Why does that sound weird?

It can be seen that

Lao Zhang has indeed been much more comfortable this year, he didn't have the time to run to school to take any law popularization classes, but now, he can even master the skills of speech.

fortunately

Lao Zhang can disappoint people occasionally,

But there is one man,

In the search for things like thunder,

Never disappointed!

The phone rang, Zhou Ze picked it up, it was an old phone.

Zhou Ze answered the phone,

Lao Dao's voice lowered his voice came from the other end of the phone,

"Boss, something seems to be wrong with me."

When Zhou Ze heard this, he sat up straight suddenly.

Something's up, there's finally something to do!

From Zhou Ze's point of view, he really hopes that it is best to do things well within one day, and he will have to continue to toss in the days after the province.

The old phone call gave him hope for a quick victory.

"Where are you?"

"I'm here in the demolition area on this side of Culture Street."

"What's going on?"

Zhou Ze pressed the public release and signaled Lao Zhang to change his route and go to Cultural Street, while continuing to ask Lao Dao.

"The door opened here, and hundreds of dollars were dropped at the door."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a fool to take me for a fool, hahaha!!"

On the other end of the phone, Lao Dao smiled happily.

It shows how strong and optimistic a person who is normal in the face of adversity.

"And then?"

"Then I'll call the boss, I have a feeling that something should be wrong in this house."

"Is that so sure?"

Zhou Ze was a little curious, according to his previous experience, Lao Dao was often the most confused one, he was confused at the beginning, and when it was over, he was still dizzy.

"Well, boss, my crotch is so hot."

Hearing this, Zhou Ze nodded, that's right.

"You step back a little distance, try to find a place with more people, and I'll come right over."

"Okay, boss."

…………

The old woman reluctantly picked up the hundreds of dollars that had been thrown at the door.

When the old man in the Taoist robe saw the money, he didn't advance but retreated, as if he had seen through his own premeditation.

This made the old woman very incomprehensible,

Actually, to be honest,

Lao Dao is also a typical example of never eating pork but has been sleeping with pigs.

Some experience and sixth sense are still very strong,

Plus this time there is also a reminder that the crotch is directly hot.

Beside the old woman, there stood the old man, whose belly was still bulging and making the sound of a blower.

The old woman reached out and touched the old man's belly, and comforted: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll hook him in from the outside, it's really not good, I'll find another person for you."

Who told me to marry you blindly, in this life, I owe you! ”

When the old man heard these words, he took the initiative to put his face on the old woman's shoulder and rub it.

"Dead ghost, in broad daylight, don't do this."

The old woman gently pushed the old man away, and then took the initiative to walk out of the door.

Lao Dao had already retreated to the fruit stall on the outskirts of the demolition area, bought a bunch of bananas from the stall, and looked around while eating.

soon

He saw the old woman who had tried to swallow the deposit come out.

The old woman is graceful at her feet, swaying in shape, and she is fifty years younger, and she must be a flower in the village.

It's a pity,

At this age,

And then this gesture,

It's a little bit ............

Lao Dao's taste is different from Lawyer An's, but no matter how different, the big girl Lao Dao likes is not this kind of big girl who is two or three years younger than himself.

When the old woman saw that she could not be tempted, she immediately ran over anxiously and said eagerly:

"My old man has a heart attack, please be good and help me take him to the hospital, it's too late."

Lao Dao took another bite of the banana and pretended not to hear.

But this middle-aged stall owner suddenly stood up,

said: "Then you have to hurry, have you called 120?" ”

Saying that, the middle-aged stall owner planned to go to the old woman's house to carry the person out, and the ambulance in the alley in the demolition area may not be convenient to enter, so he could only let him in first to carry the person out.

Seeing this, Lao Dao immediately reached out and grabbed the stall owner's wrist, shook his head and said:

"Don't bother."

The middle-aged stall owner broke free of the old man's hand and scolded angrily:

"Human life is at stake, where can you care about this!"

The more the middle-aged stall owner is like this, the more Lao Dao can't let him go like this, and immediately said:

"You're alone here, I'll steal all the fruits from your stall as soon as you go, and you don't know who I am, and the police won't have the time to help you find the fruits."

"If you're going to go, people like you, why are you so cold-blooded, okay, I don't want these fruits, I'll send you to the offering table!"

After reprimanding the old Tao angrily,

The middle-aged stall owner immediately took the old woman's hand and said eagerly:

"Which house do you live in?"

The old woman glanced at Lao Dao with some regret, but since she hooked up with another one back, it was better than letting her old man continue to starve, so she immediately pointed to the location of her house, and pulled the middle-aged stall owner and ran directly towards her house.

Lao Dao was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks in the same place, but his family knew his own affairs, and he didn't dare to rush over stupidly, otherwise when the boss came, he would become a prisoner of others over there, which would make it difficult for the boss to do it.

But looking at such a middle-aged stall owner who is so anxious and righteous to walk into a possible dangerous situation,

Lao Dao was really upset,

kicked a watermelon on the stall, the force was a bit strong, and it directly crushed the habit.

The middle-aged stall owner, who had been halfway running away with the old woman's hand, seemed to hear the voice,

Looking back,

Immediately furious,

Scolded:

"Damn, you old immortal thing, you really make a mess of me!"

Scolding and scolding,

This middle-aged stall owner is really a grumpy old brother who is easy to lose his temper,

Unexpectedly, he let go of the hand holding the old woman in a huff, and rushed back non-stop.

"............" old woman.