Dazzling white light filled the world, there was a brilliant light in the pure white from far and near, the blue of the sea and the purple of the sea converged, and finally a little golden light appeared in the center.

Then the world plunged into endless darkness.

The picture appears in the darkness, like a four-colored light crystal embedded in it, which gradually fills the world until there is no gap left, and a strange scene and familiar people appear.

Takiyasawa looked at everything around him clearly.

There are even any senses.

But it can't make a sound and touch.

Because there is no body to bear.

It's as if you're just a spectator in the middle of it.

"Click-"

With a crisp voice, Takiya Tsubaki let go of the doorknob in his hand, subconsciously tidied up his dark blue police uniform, walked to the center of the office with a nervous face, and raised his hand to salute as standard.

"Good afternoon, section chief!"

Across from her salute, behind a rectangular mahogany desk, a middle-aged man sat in a soft chair and fiddled with a computer.

The man seemed to be at a critical moment, and after half a minute, he reluctantly put down the mouse in his hand.

That is, sitting upright again, the man's fat and round face was revealed, his facial features were slightly wider, his cheeks were slightly protruding, he looked a little ugly, his body was relatively fat, and he was wearing a pair of silver-framed glasses, sitting there like a leather ball piled there, and the police uniform was a little tight.

And on the wall behind the man, there is a pair of thick and powerful brush characters framed and hung on it.

The four big characters of Houde are simple and powerful, very stylish, and there are a lot of seals on it, it is estimated that it is still an antique, and it has been collected by many people.

Fuda Kazama lowered his eye sockets and looked at the appearance of the person who came, then he showed a kind smile and said, "Huh? It's Tsubaki? Can I help you? ”

"Report! Indeed... Something..."

Takiya Tsubaki's baby face was very tight, and he was nervous to see it, and he saluted again between words.

"Oh, sit down first, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, section chief!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly, the sound insulation in my room is quite good, I feel like I'm about to go deaf."

"Yes... I'm sorry section chief... I..."

"Alright, alright." Kazama Fuda waved his hand, still smiling: "This is my office, and there are no outsiders, so there is no need to call me section chief." ”

After a pause, he seemed to remember something, and said softly: "And when you first reported, I still brought you with my own hands, so it's better to call you seniors." ”

"Yes!" Takiya Tsubaki subconsciously shouted, but suddenly remembered the other party's instructions, and instantly felt that he had made a mistake, and his face was a little embarrassed: "Senior..."

Fuda Kazama smiled and didn't care.

Takiya Tsubaki carefully pulled open the stool in front of the desk, and only hit half of her ass on it.

"What's in your hand?"

She had only been sitting down for less than two seconds when Fuda Kazama, who was half-lying in a soft chair, had a glimmer of light under her glasses.

Takiya Tsubaki's stuff he saw just now.

It's just a question, of course, you can't go straight to the beginning of the game, at least you have to wait for someone to sit down, and the plastic bag looks quite thick.

"Yes, it's breakfast." Takiya Tsubaki was still a little nervous, especially when he remembered the purpose of coming today, his heart was pounding, and he barely squeezed out a smile while putting things on the table, and said in a respectful tone:

"I saw that you came early today, and you didn't have a lunch box in your hand, so I thought you shouldn't have breakfast, so I took it upon myself to go out and buy you a breakfast just now, I hope you don't dislike it."

Takiya Tsubaki had a respectful expression, opened the plastic bag to reveal the siu mai and porridge inside, and carefully aimed the butt of the chopsticks at the boss after swinging it away.

However, Fuda Kazama glared.

Looking at the two siu mai in some disbelief, he seemed to be thinking about how much money could be contained in them, but until he saw that the roasted wheat seemed to be specially heated, the soup inside came out, he extinguished his thoughts, and the slightly fat dough twitched.

His face trembled slightly, and his fat face barely squeezed out a smile and said, "It's still your kid who cares about me." ”

Takiya Tsubaki saw his boss smile, and suddenly felt relieved, and hurriedly helped the other party unpack the plastic box containing the porridge, and wiped the disposable spoon with a paper towel.

Fuda Kazama felt a little helpless in his heart.

But he could only pinch his nose to recognize the concern of his subordinate, and took a symbolic sip of the bowl.

However, it has only just taken a sip.

He couldn't help but frown.

"Is this porridge sugary?" Fuda Kazama put down the spoon in his hand, and his tone was suddenly much calmer than before.

"Because it's white porridge, I put a little bit of it."

Takiya Tsubaki is not stupid, at least he knows how to look at people's eyes, but he doesn't understand what he did wrong to make his boss change his face, so he had to explain cautiously.

Hearing this, Fuda Kazama nodded and said, "That's it, I've had high blood sugar recently, and I never put sugar in my porridge." ”

"I'm sorry senior!"

"It's okay, for personal reasons, you're kind."

"I almost forgot, you said you had something to do with me?" Fuda Kazama wiped his mouth with a tissue, pushed the porridge aside, and moved on to the previous topic.

"Yes, senior."

"What's the matter?"

"It's about the police department's supplementary assessment."

"Assessment?" Kazama Fuda's eyes were stunned, but then he asked pretending to be puzzled, "Didn't you ask before?" This year's assessment indicators have been used up. ”

"But I heard from the Hattori that yesterday the county police headquarters specially approved some indicators, and there are three assigned to our bureau, and there should be one of them, right?"

Takiya Tsubaki asked nervously.

"Special Approved Indicators?"

Fuda Kazama raised his eyebrows when he heard this, leaned back slightly, like a piece of rotten pork welded to the chair, and said slowly after a moment of thoughtful thinking:

"Well, I know this, but there are already candidates in the bureau, but the announcement hasn't come out yet."

"Someone has chosen!?" Takiya Tsubaki couldn't help but widen his eyes, his heart was pounding, and he hurriedly asked with excitement: "Senior, do you have me?" ”

Facing the look of anticipation in her eyes.

Kazama shook his head with a regretful face.

"Although I'm also very sad, I can't lie to you, this special promotion index is really not you."

Takiya Tsubaki slowly opened his mouth wide, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and it took a long time to react, and he subconsciously slapped the table in disbelief: "Why!?" ”

The crisp sound of slapping the table resounded throughout the office.

The thick white porridge popped out of the plastic bowl a little uncontrollably, and Kazama Fuda's face drooped.

Takiya Tsubaki saw his boss's black face like an iron pot, and felt as if he was a little too aggressive, so he hurriedly bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, Kazama-senpai." ”

"You know, although there are three indicators, there are eight people from the police department who came in from the police university this year and last year, and four people were promoted last time, and this time they have to be selected from them, because they are front-line personnel."

Kazama Fuda took a deep breath, but he still couldn't hold back his anger, but his voice was much calmer.

"Because they're from the criminal class?" Her voice was raised: "But I work longer!" ”

"The criminal division is mostly active on the front line, you know it's very tiring, you can't blow the air conditioner in the office like our people in the general affairs department, let's understand more."

"But I've already understood it three times!"

"Is that all you want?"

"Senior, I want to improve so much!"

"Look, it's urgent."

Looking at Takiya Tsubaki, whose face was already red, Kazama Fuda sighed slightly, like an elder who sincerely advised the younger generation, and patiently explained at the end:

"You young people have a lot of time, you should hone and hone more, see that there is no word behind me, if you want to progress, you must first have virtue and ability, otherwise even if you are promoted, you can't serve the public, right?"

"But I've been waiting for three whole years!" Takiya Tsubaki's eyes widened, her nostrils hardened, and she couldn't help but say, "And my work is not easy!" ”

She was almost twenty-three years old when she graduated, and it had been three and a half years since she passed the national B examination to serve in the Omiya Branch.

The duties of the General Affairs Division are similar to those of a government office.

Although she usually doesn't go out in the field, she can never finish sorting out the information, and the daily duties can be overwhelming, not to mention that she has been the earliest to come and the latest to leave in the past three and a half years.

And as a quasi-professional group, she was promoted to the police department and did not need to take the exam like the non-professional group.

It's just a promotion quota, and when the qualifications are reached, it's a normal matter of procedures, but this quota has been stuck for almost three years, even if there are many small monks in the temple of the Ogong Branch, but no matter how it turns, it should be her turn!

Three years, three whole years!

She must get what belongs to her back this time!

Kazama Fuda's face darkened again, this time he really didn't have much patience, he pushed down his silver-rimmed glasses and said in a gloomy voice: "You're here to complain to me?" ”

"No complaints, it's a fact!"

"So this indicator is necessary?"

"It's been three years, it's time for me, and the indicators are approved by you, if you don't approve, then I'll report to the director and ask when it will be for me."

Takiya Tsubaki looked unyielding, and he had the light of justice in his heart to maintain it, and he looked at his boss with his neck.

After looking at each other for a moment, Kazama Fuda's fat face suddenly smiled, revealing eight oily yellow teeth, and sneered, "So you are ordering me." ”

"Kazama-senpai, I didn't..."

"What's your name, Kazama-senpai? How many times have I told you? When you work, you call the position! ”

Bang bang –

Fuda Kazama slapped the table wildly.

A look of impatience to get home.

"No, didn't you tell me to call it?" Takiya Tsubaki was a little stunned when he looked at his thunderous boss.

"We were talking about work!"

Kazama Fuda completely lost his smile, grabbed the two oily barbecued pork and threw them on the ground, green tendons appeared on his forehead, and he pointed out the door with his big hand and said viciously:

"If you're going to report, then you can go now, no more talk, get out of my office immediately!"

"Section Chief..."Takitani's body trembled slightly.

She wanted to explain something more, but seeing that the man in front of her had turned around impatiently, she could only clench her teeth with ruddy eyes, and her clenched fists were faintly white, and even made a creaking sound.

Her flat chest rose and fell rapidly, and she took a deep breath, bowed sharply, and turned her head away.

It wasn't until the office door closed again that Fuda Kazama, who had turned to look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, turned around again, took out a thick yellow envelope from the drawer, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, revealing a satisfied expression, and then put it back in the drawer.

"This kid is really ignorant, and I have to understand more clearly, or those boys in the criminal class are more up-to-the-road, and you have to look at what you take without empty hands."

Fuda Kazama muttered to himself.

Then he laughed.

He glanced at the white porridge on the edge of his desk again.

I was a little dismissive in my heart.

That cadre can't stand such a test?

Shook his head a little tediously

I continued to play the game on the computer.

At this moment, the scene cracks like shattered glass, and then shatters into four-colored flying chips.

A familiar light curtain appeared in Takitizawa.

Several prompts appeared on the light curtain.

[The so-called virtuous load]

[There is no abundant virtue]

[How can you take on this responsibility]

[The event scene is now over]

[The incident feedback evaluation has been summarized]

[Please grasp the analysis by yourself]