Smack—

Then, the middle-aged sheriff took it and opened it.

But a few seconds passed, and in Zhao Zhong's gaze, he found that the sheriff's face was a little better, and his tone seemed to have eased a lot.

"Take it away, and there are those lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and they are also dragged to police cars, motorcycles, and let the logistics people deal with it."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Zhong and took the lead in the business-style police car. He sat in the middle row of the top three rows of seats.

"Officer, you must be in charge of me!" The car thief cried, was bandaged by the police at random, and then got into the car and put him in the back seat.

After Zhao Zhong saw it, he didn't speak, walked to the car, thought about it, and sat in the middle seat.

However, after getting into the car, the middle-aged sheriff, who was also sitting in the middle seat, slapped Zhao Zhong on the shoulder violently, and took out a cigarette in his almost subconscious counterattack.

"Next time, it's lighter, otherwise I'll have a hard time."

As he spoke, he handed Zhao Zhong's notebook and cigarettes.

"No, it won't." Zhao Zhong opened the cigarette, took the notebook, opened it without moving, and glanced at the information inside.

"What, you're afraid of what I'm going to do?" The middle-aged sheriff joked, took back the cigarette, and smoked it himself. But he took a sip, looked at Zhao Zhonghou again, and said with good intentions: "You are a new police officer in this year, and all your achievements are excellent, especially in physical fitness, many elites of the police force are not as good as you."

The book in Zhao Zhong's hand is a police officer card, which shows exactly what he looks like and what he looks like.

Similarly, when he was under the car before, after the middle-aged police officer received the notebook at the beginning, a vague shadow gradually formed in his mind and appeared in his memory.

'This year. Fitness Champion. Zhao Zhong. Special Permission for Admission by the Force..'

This is a fragment from the memory of a middle-aged sheriff.

Especially when he thought about it carefully now, he suddenly remembered that he had seen the news internally, but it was vague, and now he remembered it after seeing Zhao Zhong.

Thereupon.

Under the car, on the car, he is the two attitude changes.

"You have a great future, why did you take office and do such a thing? Can he compare to you? The middle-aged officer said, glancing at the car thief in the back seat with disgust, "Ten of him can't do it!" ”

The middle-aged sheriff's words revealed the meaning of optimism, as if he was very familiar with Zhao Zhong.

But before he was under the car, his words revealed disdain, which was the meaning revealed in his demeanor, and he couldn't fake it.

In Zhao Zhong's view, in the final analysis, it is all because of the influence of this small book, or the influence of identity.

"I'm a police officer now. And a wide road? ”

Zhao Zhong touched his photo on the notebook and put away the police card in his hand.

He felt that this was a road, a path to explore in this world.

But if he wants to climb up, no matter what the results are, his strength must be the first.

Because he heard from the middle-aged sheriff that he was recruited into the police station because of his physical fitness.

Therefore, when it comes to polishing the body, you can't fall behind, you should practice, and practice more diligently than before!

"If you have strength, you have identity and confidence. The voice is loud, weighty, and heavy enough! ”

Zhao Zhong leaned on the seat and touched the bank card in his pocket, which was the capital he paid to polish his body.

Although the number in it is not very much, compared to many precious herbs, it is very small.

But once you have a goal, you can think about the way to make money in the future, and plan again.

Now, he just had to see how things were handled this time.

"Scoundrel Thief.." After Zhao Zhong glanced at the car thief behind him, he leaned back on the seat and looked at the scenery outside the car window and the pedestrians coming and going.

The middle-aged sheriff also finished smoking a cigarette and closed his eyes to recuperate.

But the car thief who was lying in the back seat, with his legs bandaged at random, howled angrily in his heart when he looked at the police station that was getting closer and closer.

"Oh, I thought I could make some money, but he didn't expect that Lao Tzu was smashing the police den! They're in league with this kid."

..

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Brake—

After turning a few streets, twenty minutes later, the police car pulled up in front of what looked like a newly built police station.

Click—

The car door opened, and the middle-aged sheriff got out of the police car with Zhao Zhong.

"How? The place to work is big enough, right? The station was newly built and oversees more than 20 streets in the nearby city. But there weren't enough people in the General Bureau, so I recruited you here to take up your post. ”

The middle-aged sheriff introduced Zhao Zhong and walked to the door of the police station.

"The original police station on the nearby street has been abolished, and it is under the unified management here, which is a new construction, and it is a good place to make achievements. If you can come here, you can see that it has paved a bright road for you! ”

He smiled, patted Zhao Zhong on the shoulder, and said to the police officer with the car thief behind him: "I'll take the new brother to visit our police station first, and you will take this car thief to the interrogation room first."

"Yes, Chief Li!"

The police officer first saluted the middle-aged sheriff, and then smiled at Zhao Zhong, a new colleague, and then walked to the interrogation room in the police station with a dead face of the car thief.

"I'll help you solve the car thief later. Your future can't be ruined by this. ”

After the middle-aged sergeant saw the two police officers enter, he lit a cigarette and motioned for Zhao Zhong to come with him.

Zhao Zhong did not hesitate, and after following him, they entered the police station together.

"Sir Li!"

As soon as he entered the police station, the young police officer on duty at the door put away a comic book, got up from his chair, and greeted the middle-aged sheriff. At the same time, he also glanced at Zhao Zhong curiously.

"Chief Li, who is this?"

When he asked, he secretly pushed the comics in his desk pocket into it to hide the embarrassment of being discovered by the sheriff just now.

"He's the new brother. Zhao Zhong, Officer Zhao, ranked first in physical fitness in the province, breaking the results of all previous police officers. Far more than you kid. ”

The middle-aged sergeant, that is, Chief Li, smiled, and didn't care about the young officer's small movements, "I'll take Officer Zhao to introduce the police station first, as well as the area under our supervision, and then you young people will have a good chat." ”

As he spoke, Chief Li coughed lightly, snuffed out his cigarette, and led Zhao Zhong up the stairs next to him, climbed to the second floor, and came to the staircase, without going inside.

"Our police station has four floors, and the first floor is for reception and interrogation, and there is nothing to see. The second floor is a place for office and small talk. ”

After pointing to a few houses in the corridor, he took Zhao Zhong up to the third floor.

When you go up the stairs, you are greeted by two large rooms on the left and right that occupy the entire floor, and there is also the sound of fists and sandbags colliding inside.