Chapter 170: Looking at the World
The police chief solemnly said to her: "You have come here to help me, and I am the one who should be thanked; You asked me out to 'fish' to do me a great favor, and to restore the peace of the people, you are protecting my honor, and you are putting me in danger by saying that you have misbehaved and put me in danger, and you want me to accept your apology! What's wrong with you? Even if there is a fault, the fault is not yours, but me. The director then said with a little sadness: "Come to think of it, I have been in office for many years, and I have done nothing so far, and I really feel ashamed of the country and the people. If I can die here today, it will be regarded as leaving me a loyal name! For this, how can I not thank you Qin Lina"
The police chief's touching words made Qin Lina have mixed feelings!
Originally, she had been terrified of inviting the other party out to 'fish'. Now, listening to the other party, I feel a little better.
After another mile, the car stopped.
Qin Lina carried fishing equipment and led the way in front, followed by the police chief. The two of them walked through waist-deep weeds and lush twigs.
The two of them just walked and talked at the same time. After climbing a few small hills, you will come to the edge of a lake.
Several mountain streams converge in a low-lying place to form such a small lake. The water from the lake overflowed and flowed out, forming another stream
The two found a fairly flat place to sit down and began what they called 'fishing'. Wrap the bait around the silver hook and throw it into the water; The next thing to do is to wait patiently for the fish to bite the hook.
The uniform on his body was soaked with dew on the branches and leaves, and it stuck to his skin with sweat, which was very uncomfortable. The boots were covered in mud. The spider climbed up the boot
"Then againβ" Qin Lina pinched a spider from her body and threw it aside. Then he said, "Director, what do you think of the person as an administrator?" β
The police chief asked, "What are you referring to?" β
Qin Lina said without scruples: "Of course, it's administrative. β
The director's face was gloomy. said in a deep voice: "Xiao Qin, the merits and demerits above are not something we should comment on in vain. In this regard, it is better for us to be cautious in our words and deeds. β
"Humph!" Qin Lina looked a little angry, and she didn't know what she was angry for. She snorted noncommittally in a nasal voice and said boldly: "I often hear people say that the supreme administrator is honest and honest, and he governs well. After a few encounters, I realized that I was exaggerating. β
The police chief's old eyes are just staring at the fish floats floating on the surface of the lake, which are the medium of reflection of the fish bite when fishing, and if the fish under the water bites, it will react.
There was no fish bite, and no fish float reflected. The police chief sat quietly, without the slightest movement, and did not talk to Qin Lina.
Glancing at the silent director, Qin Lina said to herself: "Take the case I handled this time, in the final analysis, it is the fault of the administrator. With all due respect, he shouldn't have put you in the position of police chief in the first place! Since he has transferred you here, he should not have restrained you everywhere, and there is very little left to deprive me of my position as a bureau chief, and later, he should not have sent me here to handle the case."
Qin Lina comfortably vented the anger and injustice in her heart, and took this opportunity to vent the complaints she had accumulated for a period of time. didn't care at all about the police chief sitting next to him, his face turned blue and white.
After patiently listening to Qin Lina's catharsis, the police chief sighed slowly! said: "This is just your personal radical opinion! Actually, all events should not be understood on the bad side."
Qin Lina interrupted the director's words, and she said with some emotion: "Forgive my subordinates for being rude!" So what does the director think should be understood? β
"Ahh The police chief let out a long, silent sigh. "Everything has a reason. Take my case as an example, before I was transferred, the city's public safety problems were very serious, and the social security problems accumulated over a long period of time were extremely complex, and it was impossible for one person to change them! In this regard, the people above are also worried that I will be weak after I come, so they specially ordered me to communicate closely with the relevant personnel at all levels of various departments in the city."
"Humph!" Qin Lina snorted and said, "It's high-sounding, but it's actually it."
"Noβ" The chief of police hurriedly said, "The above starting points are all good, but when they go down, they are being done bad things by those who have broken their hearts, livers and lungs!" Alas! Even though I know this, there is nothing we can do! I am deeply ashamed of this. β
Qin Lina was silent, she looked at the fish float floating quietly on the water, and fell silent.
The vehicles that the mercenaries were riding in were far apart, but they were all in the same direction, and they were all aimed at Qin Lina. And the vehicles of the police officers who were in charge of tracking them were not close to them!
Everyone kept a safe distance, but at the same time, they were all glued to their target.
"The location of the target person is determined, do you want to act?"
In a modified van, a big-nosed mercenary said into the walkie-talkie.
"Stay under close surveillance, and watch for a while."
"Okay."
Obviously, the mercenaries were also inexplicable by Qin Lina's movements, and they were a little caught off guard by her.
Their original intention was to choose a suitable time to forcibly attack Qin Lina's station, but what they didn't expect was that Qin Lina left the station early in the morning! What's more, she even invited the director, who was also the target of the mercenary, to come to the suburbs with her. This obviously creates a great opportunity for the mercenaries, but it also makes them have to be vigilant.
The mercenary's car drove slowly out of the city.
Nicolas Yedin Morris Antoine Evariste Georges AndrΓ© Yoon Van Nikolai, sitting in front of a computer with a loaded automatic firearm next to him. "Jackβ"
"What are you doing?" A lazy, impatient breath sounded.
He said to Jack Jack Tors Ivan, who was sitting next to him smoking a cigar: "Don't smoke yet, you go to the roof of the car and release the model two, the energy of the one is running out and it is about to be recycled." β
"Oh my God, I just sat down and rested, you can't let anyone else do it, really, I just wanted to take a break and smoke a cigar and get busy! What is this called, really?"
Jack Jack Tors Ivan chattered as he reluctantly extinguished his cigar and got out of his seat!
He is tall and particularly strong, and his appearance is domineering everywhere. It's just that his spiritual eyes exude laziness
Nikolai didn't raise his eyelids and said, "Okay, Jack, don't complain, hurry up." β
"Hurry up" Jack Jack Tors Ivan angrily imitated Nikolai's tone, and grimaced with an ugly and frightening grimace to express his displeasure.
A blonde man next to him interjected, "Alright, Jack Jack Tors Ivan, I know you've been idle all morning, so don't complain." β
Jack Jack Tors Ivan, who was tidying up, turned around and kicked the blonde man, spitting, "Which eye did you see that I was idle all morning?" β
The blonde man pointed to his eyes and said, "The left eye, the right eye, and the navel eye and *, all of them." β
"You bastard, what's the matter with you?" Jack Jack Tors Ivan took the extinguished cigar out of his mouth and smashed it at the blonde man.
"Uh, damn it!" The blonde man picked up the cigarette butt and smashed it back.
The two of them were joking. Soon, a freshly assembled model of the aircraft appeared in its entirety in the hands of Jack Jack Tors Ivan. "I'll let it go right away," he said, and he quickly climbed onto the roof of the car.
In the carriage, the blonde man was sitting in front of the remote control, controlling the flight trajectory of the model aircraft.