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"Yesterday, the sea breeze was violent, the sea waves were surging, the sky was dark, the wild sand was gradually charming, the salty water was at the end of the man's waist, in a hurry, he took a gun to protect the equipment, caused a fire, and projectile nine pills...... "Du Qian was thundered, can the patrol log be written like this?

Is this writing a diary or writing nonsensical prose? I really didn't see that Uncle Feng's writing is so good, and his education must be high, at this level, it is too wasteful to be a patrol officer.

In addition to Wencai, the most unacceptable thing for him is that the salt water has reached the end of the man's waist, in order to protect the firearms and equipment, he hurriedly took out the gun, and the result was nine shots?

"Write quickly, hand it in later, there must be someone waiting on it, wait for the team's reply, you need to go to the back office gun room, stamp it and it'll be fine." Feng Bao said disappreciably.

"Oh...... "Okay, Du Qian felt that his mind had become numb, his ideals had been frozen, and the world of patrol officers was completely incomprehensible.

This world is so wonderful, in Du Qian's opinion, whoever handed over this patrol log must be greeted by big-eared melon seeds, in fact, the captain on duty, glanced at it, stamped it, and looked satisfied: "It's well written, do a good job, I'm optimistic about you." ”

This...... That's it? Are you still optimistic about me? Am I good-looking?

Like a walking corpse, he came to the internal firearms room, and the person in charge took the receipt issued by the captain on duty, pouted, didn't say anything, and stamped another stamp on it.

"Okay, be careful next time, don't go off the rails. ”

That's it, that's it. At less than eight o'clock, Feng Bao took Du Qian, rode into the police patrol car, and went to work.

That's right, there are still cars today, but they are not coasters used by patrol officers, but a two-wheeled kinetic energy locomotive, which is the standard means of transportation for these patrol officers.

Du Qian went to work with a brain of paste, and the substation was lively. In less than half an hour, the whole sub-bureau knew that the new little patrol officer who arrived yesterday had fired nine shots in order to protect the police firearms.

In fact, in the sub-bureau, there are many more bizarre things than this, but it's just a joke. Those who understand already knew it yesterday, and if they don't understand people, they should be guessing games, and after dinner, talk about it a lot.

After getting the news from the secretary, Deputy Director Du's stunning face revealed a hint of flushing, and there was no joy or anger.

is already middle-aged, Deputy Director Du is still beautiful, and she is the most outstanding beautiful young woman in the entire sub-bureau, if she hadn't been married a long time ago, the beautiful girl who came in these years would definitely not be able to compete with her as an old woman over forty years old.

Beauty is beauty, but no one dares to beat her idea, let alone those middle-aged uncles, even if the head of the sub-bureau sees her, he must be polite.

Of course, it's just polite, don't take it too seriously, with the title of deputy director of the sub-bureau, that is, hanging, there is nothing she needs to decide, and she doesn't have much power in her hands.

Deputy Director Du of the Pingchuan Treasure Branch - Du Lanfang is not a vase of vases.

After parking the car, Feng Bao said as he walked: "The kinetic locomotive is different from the patrol car, pay attention when you put it, these days, there are always guys who don't open their eyes, don't think it's a police car, no one really dares to steal it." ”

After speaking, he stopped, turned his head to look at Du Qian, and said solemnly: "Du Qian, you have already got what you deserve, and you have already released what you should have, from today onwards, you have to be careful, if you don't understand, you can not do it, if you don't do it, you won't make a mistake, this is the benchmark rule, not in the regulations, not in the rules, do you understand?"

"Understood. "Isn't it just an unspoken rule, the first time you see it, it doesn't mean that you haven't heard of it.

Du Qian blinked his eyes twice, and suddenly felt that in Uncle Feng's sentence just now, the first two sentences seemed to be referring to something. What should have been obtained has been obtained, and what should have been put has been released.

This deserves to refer to the spirit fish, which is a newcomer's gift and deserves it. It can't be the weird patrol log in the morning.

At least ninety percent of the time, just like that, no one asked a word about it, and it passed like this? Even if he had never been in contact with the patrol police before, Du Qian could guess that firing nine shots in a row was definitely not a trivial matter, and he actually exposed it so lightly.

He knew very well that his aunt had done her best to arrange him into the patrol brigade, and his cousin also said that there was only so much to help him, and he gave 3,000 yuan afterwards, which can be said to be benevolent and righteous.

Yesterday's problem, my aunt shouldn't have reached out to help herself, that is, in fact, this is also one of the unspoken rules, giving newcomers a chance?

Du Qian quickly figured it out, not to mention, full of human touch, at this moment, Du Qian had a good impression of the patrol team.

From today onwards, I will be a glorious patrolman, facing the sea, and the autumn flowers will be grateful.

Well, very good modern poetry, working at Fisherman's Wharf, you don't have to face the sea every day, it's autumn, and the flowers are naturally starting to thank.

With Uncle Feng, my brother's literary level has risen. Don't be unhappy, my brother graduated from an orphan school, and if you can write such a good modern poem, you can be content, I haven't written about which patrol police is strong, and I'm not satisfied with going to the corner to draw a circle.

I'm a patrolman, who am I afraid of?

After reveling in a moment of intoxication, Du Qian finally understood what kind of day the patrol officer was facing.

Uncle Feng didn't teach him anything today, he didn't have the time to teach at all, and the communicator on his left shoulder didn't stop for a moment. Yesterday was really to welcome the newcomer, which is equivalent to amplifying the fake.

From the beginning of work, Du Qian's legs were like wheels, running around, and there was no idle time for a moment, all of which were trivial things.

"What? Two ships are vying for berths, okay, I'll immediately find someone from the trading house and let them coordinate. ”

"What? There's a coolie making trouble? Okay, I'll get my head over right now. ”

"What? The pantry proprietor's dog got lost? Okay, I'll look for it right away. ”

Happiness and excitement, come fast, go fast, most of the time, Du Qian is tired of becoming a Du dog, almost sticking out his tongue, more than 6,000 combat power, supporting him to run as fast as a windmill, but this thing, when it is not done, one after another.

As a glorious new patrol officer, there are too many things that I don't understand, and when I deal with them, I naturally can't go anywhere faster, so I have to ask Uncle Feng for advice from time to time. Don't really say it, this is how the 'posture' rises, learning while doing, most of the time, Du Qian already knows how to deal with many things.

It wasn't until more than four o'clock in the afternoon that Du Qian had lunch, a quick chicken leg burger, convenient and affordable, and most people couldn't afford it.

Standing on the dock, watching the sorter pick up the sea fish unloaded from the boat, his legs were a little fluttery, his throat was salty, and at the end of this day, his legs were broken and his voice was hoarse.

Looking at Uncle Feng who was standing not far away, the admiration in his heart was like a surging sea, surging. The two of them are in a group, look at Uncle Feng's light breeze, deal with various incidents without a trace of fireworks, and then look at yourself, this is the gap.

It's really hard to compare, such a day, Uncle Feng has lived for more than 30 years, and he hasn't been angry until now, which is amazing.

"Eat less, you've already eaten four burgers, and you can't eat dinner. Feng Bao said with a smile in his eyes.

After two days of getting along, the original dissatisfaction with Du Qian has gone with the sea breeze and went straight to the deep sea. This kid is good, he has brought a lot of people, and those who can reach Du Qian's level are not more than a palm.

Of course, Feng Bao is Feng Honest, the people arranged for him in the police force are usually not serious patrol officers, most of them are the sons of the second ancestor and Xun Gui, in addition to trouble, it is trouble, how can he work as easily as taking Du Qian.

"It's dinner. Du Qian said vaguely.

"Uncle Feng, what's the situation with those broken fish?" Du Qian's eyes were bright and bright, if he wasn't wearing a police uniform, it would be easy for other patrolmen to keep an eye on him, and this look was like a thief discovering a target.

"Spirit fish pieces, it's normal, you should have learned in school, spirit fish is one of the spirit beasts, with strong combat power, equivalent to human martial arts monks, with at least 10,000 combat power. If you want to catch such a fish with a fishing net, it is a dream, and you need the ship's guards to take action. "Today's work is almost over, Feng Bao finally has the kung fu to guide Du Qian, but he didn't expect him to ask about this.

Many things, in Feng Bao's eyes, are really ordinary, and he has long been used to seeing them, but in the eyes of people who don't know how to do it, everything is so fresh, it's not surprising, and it won't take much time to popularize science for him.

If you want to learn all these things on the wharf, it won't take a few years, and no matter how smart a person is, after all, the wharf is 4.6 kilometers long, hundreds of berths, hundreds of shops, and the flow of people is extremely large, and anything can happen.

It's just daytime work, and the patrol at night has their rules. These Feng Bao know that he has worked here for more than 30 years, and has worked both day and night shifts, and is a living dictionary of Fisherman's Wharf.

"Hmm, the broken spirit fish?" Du Qian somewhat understood, killing the spirit fish was equivalent to a battle between martial cultivators, and ordinary fishermen couldn't intervene at all. The battle between martial cultivators, Du Qian has never seen it, it is in TV and movies, although it is quite fake, it can make up a picture of the whole world.

As for the battle test in school, it is equivalent to elementary school physical education, don't take it too seriously. There are only five martial arts monks in the same class in the school, and they have no combat experience, so there is actually no difference between fighting with the gangsters, except that they have more strength and faster speed.

"The spiritual energy armament on the spirit fish is very valuable, but this thing is not easy to preserve, and after leaving the body, it must be placed in a storage box. After Feng Bao finished speaking, he glanced at Du Qian, this stupid boy, he took the newcomer gift yesterday, he won't put the fish in the refrigerator directly, that is really a waste of things.

"The storage box is so expensive. Du Qian said with a bitter face, twenty yuan a little, half a month's salary.

Feng Bao is quite satisfied, this kid is quite clever, but people are a little skinny, fortunately, they are not lazy, as long as young people are smart and not lazy, this is enough. As for the things of talented gods, don't be too demanding, if everyone has it, then it can't be called talent.

The Empire's thirst for talent is limitless, and even places like the War Orphan School are stared at, which can be compared to what other institutions of higher learning are like.

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