I was okay and stopped without hitting anyone. At this moment, the boys with the knives flashed away.

I hurriedly opened the car door and shouted at Wu Duan: "Come up!" ”

The students of the police academy all know me, and I recharge the students' meal cards at the recharge window of the cafeteria every day, and of course he recognizes them.

What I didn't expect was that he slammed his foot on my car door and the door closed.

Before closing the door, he yelled at me, "Call the police!" ”

Then he chased after a boy who had lost his knife and threw him to the ground.

The other two kids with knives wanted to go up and stab him, but when I saw that the situation was urgent, I also got out of the car, I took my mobile phone and shouted at them: "Call the police!" The police are coming! ”

The two boys hesitated for a moment, and finally ran away unwillingly.

Later, the police came. When I made the transcript, I learned that Wu Duan was helping a pedestrian get back a stolen mobile phone. He's catching thieves. It's really desperate!

I have seen such a gang of thieves in prison.

One person was responsible for stealing - that was the kid who was subdued by Wu Duan. The other two are accomplices of the wind, three people become tigers, in case the theft is discovered, three people surround the owner, the owner must be timid, dare not make a noise, if it is found by passers-by, the eyes warn, and then quietly light the knife, passers-by can only pretend not to see.

I met Wu Duan, who was stunned, and went up and held down the thief.

The thief's accomplice saw that this was a practitioner, and he took out a knife and stepped forward to rescue his companion.

That's what I saw at the beginning.

When I was at the police station, I was so nervous that I couldn't speak. I've been in prison, and I'm most afraid of dealing with the police.

But they told me that my actions were righteous and courageous, and that I could apply for the title and a bonus.

Later, I don't know how the reporter found out about it, but someone came to interview me, and as soon as the report came out, many people knew that my cafeteria was full of inmates.

A leader in the city was interested in my canteen, and the leader gave me a corresponding employment unit for prisoners, and the city gave me a subsidy per capita every year.

Giving money is of course a good thing, but it also brings some troubles that money can't solve.

For example, in the past, people were hired in the cafeteria through introductions, and everyone knew each other's roots, and they were all people who wanted to live a good life after they came out, which was not easy.

It became a counterpart unit, and in terms of employment, the prison sent it directly to me. I can't check my character, and, to be honest, I can't use that many people in a canteen, which makes it clear that I can support idlers.

I'm really worried. What kind of people are there in prison? This is the cafeteria of the Public Security University, and the students who eat here will all go to work as police officers in the future. If nothing else, come and take revenge on the police, throw a handful of poison into the food, and it's over.

I have negotiated with the city many times, but the leader pushed me to solve the difficulties, and who can still be smooth sailing.

Only then did I understand that the leadership only wanted to increase the employment rate of prisoners.

Since then, the working atmosphere in the cafeteria has deteriorated.

There are gangs, and after forming gangs, they still want to play "black and black" with me, and they don't work, and they ask me to collect "protection money" in turn.

I have to admit that more than 10 years of prison life have tempered my courage and allowed me to develop some behavioral logic that is different from ordinary people.

When confronted with violence, my first instinct is never to go to the police.

Finding the police means 50 boards each, which is how problems are dealt with in prisons.

Being coerced by them, I chose to fight hard, but fortunately it was not a meal, and there were no students in the cafeteria. The two of us fought like the underworld, and finally alarmed the school security department and carried out two wounded people - of course, it was their people who were injured.

The school helped me hide the fight, after all, the cafeteria is valued by the city and no problems are allowed.

Fortunately, those troublemakers were quickly caught again. I have to say that the Public Security University is still very effective.

There are no gangs to find trouble, but there are many small moths. For example, Zhang Xiaokai this time.

Drug.

On the day I get my salary, I have to use it all to buy drugs.

Anyway, he eats in the cafeteria, and he can't go hungry without money. He used to rent a house outside to live, but then he couldn't pay the rent and was kicked out, so he simply slept in the restaurant.

When the drugs are not enough, he tries all kinds of ways to make money, and his colleagues have long been borrowed by him. He stole money from the commissary at the entrance of the restaurant, stole the rice and flour oil in the restaurant and sold it for money, and everyone was guarding against him.

After a few years of mixing like this, the drug addiction became bigger and bigger, and the people became more and more invisible, so they simply started to sell and smoking.

When I found that he had plenty of money, people began to run out, and sometimes I couldn't see anyone for days on end, and I knew something was wrong.

I started to pay attention to Zhang Xiaokai, he once called to contact Shangjia, and he said black words, but those things didn't bother me, and I was sure, he went that way.

I'm going to fire him.

Isn't it funny that while hanging on to the job of the Public Security University, he is selling drugs outside? If someone finds out, what will happen to my cafeteria? Crime dens?

Unexpectedly, on the day he proposed to fire him, we quarreled.

He threatened me that I had lied about the number of people and that I had embezzled money from the city.

The problem of lying about the number of people does exist, but I can't help it, and if I want to complete the employment target, I will press the task down.

I am annoyed by this matter every day, and Zhang Xiaokai is biased and does not open which pot to mention.

So we not only quarreled, but also got involved.

I beat him up.

After the beating, I regretted it a little, and said "it's good to gather and disperse" and "make money with harmony", I'm afraid that he will lie to me.

Later, I thought of a solution: I have to talk to him alone, if he leaves happily, I can give him 10,000 yuan at a time, and if he doesn't leave, then I can only report him for drug trafficking.

So that night, when everyone was off work, I went back to the restaurant.

But I didn't see him at all.

I waited for more than ten minutes, and when I waited for him, I wiped the cooking table with my hand and dragged it again—a habit I had developed over the years.

By the way, I also called him twice, the first time I hung up quickly, and the second time I called, it turned off.

No one is there, so I'll go home.

As a result, you arrived less than two hours after arriving home.

I tell you, don't wronged the good guys, this is murder, I didn't do it!

What do you mean? Motivation? What's the motivation? When no one is angry, I want to see Wu Duan...... It's that Wu team, who lectures at the Public Security University every year, and manages your ......

It wasn't until he saw Wu Duan that Ye Ling gradually relieved his anxiety and quieted down.

"You save me." Ye Ling said to Wu Duan.

Wu Duan didn't answer him, and sat down silently across from him.

"I've seen all the cases." Wu Duan said, "Over the years, how many people has the government stuffed into your canteen?" ”

"If you don't have 20, you'll have 15."

When he said this, Ye Ling was very aggrieved. He frowned and pursed his mouth.

Xu is because he practiced Danjiao when he was a child, his expression always has some gentleness, and his facial features are also delicate, which will not be completely covered by the ruthlessness and fatigue that he honed later.

The man in front of him who had just passed the age of not being confused made Wu Duan sigh.

He once again stressed to himself in his heart not to be influenced by appearances.

"I'm here to find out the truth." Wu Duan said: "I read the transcript, you went to the restaurant around 10 o'clock in the evening, you said that after entering the door, you found that there was stagnant water on the kitchen counter and the floor, and it looked like blood. ”

"Yes, I...... Ay! I thought they hadn't cleaned up the floor before leaving. ”

"Is the blood water normal?"

"Of course it's not normal, but it's ...... Ay! I didn't really think much of it, after all, it's a kitchen, dealing with meat or something...... Who would have thought that there would be a dead man? If it's not clean, I'll clean it up......"

Even if Ye Ling was not the murderer, he inadvertently helped the murderer do the aftermath work. Wu Duan can actually understand why the criminal police officers of the sub-bureau don't give him a good face.

Wu Duan groaned slightly, and picked up a photo of a swill bucket, "Let's talk about these buckets, how do you usually deal with swill?" ”

"Monthly. Cattle farmers pay us monthly, and no matter how much swill there is, they come every day to collect it. ”

"Usually the bucket of swill is put in the small storage room next to the back door of the cafeteria?"

"Well, isn't it smelly outside, and it also attracts mosquitoes. There are two keys to the storage room, one of which is in the cafeteria, and it is hung in the back kitchen, and the person on duty on that day finishes cleaning up the swill, and moves the swill to the storage room.

The cattle farmer also has a key, and when they come, they use their key to open the door.

Load the bucket with swill onto the tricycle and put a few empty buckets. It's always been like this......"

Wu Duan pointed to the lids of several swill buckets scattered on the ground in the photo.

"What about the lid? Don't you usually cover it? ”

"No, it's not." Ye Ling leaned over and looked at the photo carefully.

"No, no, no......" he shook his head again and again, "We cover it every day, otherwise it will be tasteful, and it will not be easy to move." ”

"But I didn't cover it today." Wu Duan said, "According to the report's description, they found the floating hand when they were covering the swill bucket. ”

"It shouldn't." Ye Ling believed: "Xiao Lei is on duty today, he has followed me from the beginning, and has always treated the canteen as his own business, and he will never forget his work." ”

"Okay, I'll go talk to Xiao Lei." Wu Duan said, "In addition, your timeline, you left the cafeteria at lunchtime, saying that you were going to deliver food to your mother." ”

"She was hospitalized. I'm old, I was cooking at home some time ago, a pot of hot porridge was not served, it was all spilled, and I burned a large piece of my leg, hey! Ye Ling pinched the bridge of his nose in pain, "Why did you let me spread it?" When she was young, she didn't have a good time, thinking about raising her well, and now it's still ...... Ay! ”

Wu Duan stretched out his hand and patted Ye Ling's arm on the table.

"I'll tell the people below, don't tell your mother about this news first, what about your brother? Would you like to help him inform him to take care of the elderly? ”

"I've already called him." Ye Ling sighed again, but soon he looked at Wu Duan with bright eyes and said, "Do you want to take care of this case?" ”

"I'm in charge, the case has been transferred to the city bureau, and you will have to follow me to the city bureau's detention room later."

"Okay, you believe me, don't you? Or you are at ease with me. ”

Wu Duan didn't answer, he suddenly thought of Yan Sixian, that guy should be interested in this case.

What Wu Duan didn't expect was.

When he and several criminal policemen from the sub-bureau escorted Ye Ling to the car, Yan Sixian was getting off at the gate of the sub-bureau.

"Here!" Wu Duan beckoned to him.

Yan Sixian also beckoned and walked over quickly.

"I saw your message."

It was cold, and as he spoke, he brought out a long white mist that made his nose and mouth faint, and only the eyes could be seen.

Because of drinking, those eyes narrowed slightly into a slender shape, and the tails of the eyes were hooked downward, a little drunk and hazy.

Wu Duan did smell a smell of wine.

"If you drink too much, go to sleep, drunk law enforcement does not comply with the regulations, do you want to be punished?"

"It's fine."

Xu was hot after drinking, Yan Sixian gasped for breath while gently patting his chest to calm himself.

Wu Duan sighed and reached out to help Yan Sixian.

He turned around and asked the criminal police of the sub-bureau to help send Ye Ling to the city bureau, thanked him, and helped Yan Sixian to his car.

The two got into the car, and Wu Duan said to the driver: "Go back to ...... Mr. Yan's family. ”

When the two teased in private, Wu Duan called Yan Sixian like this, but he was not very used to saying this to others.

The driver said yes and focused on driving.

Yan Sixian was almost half-lying in the seat, he wanted to breathe some cold air, so he opened the window a small crack, and after opening, he asked Wu Duan again: "Are you cold?" ”

Wu Duan helped him close the car window, "You don't want your stomach?" Drink the northwest wind after drinking? ”

"Yes." Yan Sixian half-closed his eyes, "You tell me about the case." ”

Wu Duan: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple......"

Yan Sixian nodded slightly, obviously unable to distinguish what he was hearing.

Fortunately, this story was hypnotic enough, and after a few seconds, Yan Sixian closed his eyes, and his breathing became even and heavy.

After waiting for a while, when he was asleep, Wu Duan asked the driver in a low voice, "Does he drink like this every year?" ”

"At the time of the annual meeting."

The driver is obviously well versed in the workplace rule of "can't chew the root of the boss's tongue", and his answer is very concise, so Wu Duan is not good at asking anything.

It wasn't until he helped send Yan Sixian home that the driver said again: "Mr. Yan told me, where are you going next, I will be responsible for the pick-up, you see ......"

"No need." Wu Duan took out the off-road vehicle key from Yan Sixian's pocket: "It's so late, I've worked hard for you, I can do it myself." ”

The driver didn't say much, said "good night" and left in a hurry.

Wu Duan turned over Yan Sixian, who was lying on the bed, afraid that he would press his heart, and when he went out, he thought about it, turned around again, and found a basin from the bathroom to put next to his bed, in case he vomited, he could continue to order.

When he returned to the city bureau again, Ye Ling was already in the detention room, looking out pitifully.

Wu Duan said: "It's not uncommon to go to the cafeteria to kill people and divide the body, as long as you grasp the rules of the deceased Zhang Xiaokai's life, but hide the person in the swill bucket - the key in the back kitchen is used to open the storeroom, this is only known to your internal people, right?"

So, are there any canteen employees who have had a holiday with Zhang Xiaokai? ”

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