Today is Wednesday, and it was supposed to be the day when Zhang Mian went to the police station of the University of Coal Industry to sit on duty, but today it was Zhang Mian's turn to be on duty, and Xu Jiao went to school instead of Zhang Mian.

Last Wednesday was a sunny day, but today it is raining in winter.

A week is a small cycle.

"Instructor, leave the door of the police station open when you arrive, Xiao Li was poisoned by formaldehyde yesterday and was taken away by an ambulance and sent to the hospital." Zhang Mian reported to the instructor in WeChat.

"That's serious."

"She's been smoking for a whole month, and she thinks she's adapted, but who knows it's the toxins that have been accumulating, and all of a sudden it broke out and broke it down for her."

"You can't talk well."

Zhang Mian could fully imagine that the tree of happiness in front of the door was already hanging low and dying.

Director Yuan, what will he think.

Before Zhang Mian had time to go to the toilet, he received an alarm that a fire broke out in a construction shed in a small area, Yang Suo, Zhang Mian, Haiyang, Ji Heng, and Shengli immediately jumped into the police car and rushed to the scene.

On the way to the police, I saw thick smoke billowing above the incident site, and it was estimated that the fire was not small.

A few minutes later, Zhang and the others arrived at the scene, and the fire was much bigger than expected.

The shed that caught fire was a row of two-story simple houses, and the two-storey six-room simple board house was on fire, and the fire continued to spread to both sides, and there was a crackling and popping sound from time to time in the firelight.

If the fire is not extinguished in time, dozens of sheds will soon be engulfed in flames, and a few meters away is a residential area, which is also potentially risky.

Four fire trucks arrived in a row, Zhang Mian and his colleagues were responsible for the vigilance, and the firefighters immediately set up water cannons and threw themselves into the fire.

"Big brother, don't go inside!" Zhang Mian stopped a migrant worker in his 50s from entering the cordon.

He wore a blue hard hat, his clothes were gray, and his eyes were deep.

"I went to pick up my clothes and quilt, and it burned immediately." He looked up at Zhang Xuan, his eyes containing infinite vicissitudes and despair, like black smoke above the raging flames, constantly filling the gray sky.

"Do you want something or do you want a life." Zhang Mian still refused his request without hesitation.

He looked at the still burning shed, and slowly turned away helplessly.

Half an hour later, the fire was extinguished, and ten sheds were burned down in this fire.

Fortunately, when the fire broke out, there were no casualties during the working hours of the workers.

The shed is in accordance with the requirements of the color steel plate used in the flame retardant cotton, not ordinary wood, otherwise dozens of sheds will be reduced to ashes in ten minutes.

After the investigation of the fire department and our on-site visit, it can be preliminarily determined that the cause of the fire was caused by the short circuit of the electric blanket.

The weather is cold and dry in winter, and Zhang Mian hopes that readers who read this diary will pay attention to the safety of fire and electricity.

On the way back from the police, Zhang Mian's mood was heavy, and the picture of the worker's eldest brother slowly turning around appeared in his mind from time to time, which was as heavy as his father's back.

A day out of the police is like the autumn rain in Shannan, one after another, one at a time.

When Zhang Mian typed this journal, his brain was already roaring.

Turn on the radio, and play Chen Huixian's "Drifting Snow" on a loop, forcing herself not to continue to fall into constant restlessness.

Working at the grassroots level all year round, I will be inexplicably nervous and irritable when I am on duty.

It doesn't matter if you are eating, eating, taking a lunch break, or sleeping, as long as you call the police, you must rush to the scene as soon as possible, and it doesn't matter whether you, a police officer, are within the scope of police business.

Because you don't know what kind of police officer the next one is, maybe the next police officer will be the last one in your life.

I also received a police call today that almost made Zhang Mian collapse.

The police said his dog had fallen into the lake and needed help.

I am very helpless to this policeman, let's go to the lake to save the dog, is our life worse than a dog?

I remember swimming with a position called a dog planer.

The dog can't talk, it can swim well or not.

Standing by the lake and looking at Zhenghuan's dog swimming in the lake, Zhang Mian suddenly had this thought: What would happen if he saved the dog from drowning today.

Would someone say he's a dog rescue hero?

But what is certain is that there will be many people who think that he is not good at catching thieves, saving dogs, and deserving of death.

This is the reality, and we have to compromise with it.

The rain in Shannan is still dripping, so it's time to say goodbye again.

Good night.