I made a copy at the police station

Chapter 68: The second-class skill is not as good as it was at the beginning (recommended, please read it!)
After learning that Sun Zhidong could also make meritorious deeds, Li Xiang gave up. However, it was not appropriate to return to Jinghai at this time. After all, Sun Zhidong was still lying in the hospital, so he had better go and share the good news with him first.

After coming out of the Yu detachment, Li Xiang was going to the hospital to see Sun Zhidong, but his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was Chen Long calling.

"Brother Li, I read the news. Please express my condolences."

Such a big thing happened yesterday, and there were so many police officers on the scene that it was scary. Chen Long and the others were just some gangsters. When they saw such a scene, they had already stayed away. How could they dare to get close?

It wasn't until the next day, after seeing the news, that he learned that a murder had occurred there. Chen Long thought the dead person was someone like Li Xiang, so he advised him to express his condolences.

condolences?

Three vertical lines suddenly appeared on Li Xiang's head. He was delighted to receive first-class merit, so how could he express his condolences?

However, the fact that he was able to solve the case this time fully demonstrates that sometimes, small people and local snakes can be of great use if used well.

"I'm fine. You guys deserve a lot of credit for finding the right place this time. I keep what I say. You, my little brother, I accept it, but there are some rules that I have to establish with you. As my little brother, you won't do anything illegal or disciplined in the future. Go ahead, if you agree, agree, if you don’t agree, we’ll break up.”

Li Xiang has also thought about it. If they stop doing some illegal and disciplinary things, he can be regarded as letting them change their ways. But if they still do some illegal and disciplinary things such as immortal dance, then it is Li Xiang who will tell them. My little brother, I feel embarrassed just thinking about it.

"No problem, as long as I can be your little brother, I will find a classmate from now on."

Chen Long was overjoyed and promised again and again. Then, he suggested: "I want to treat my eldest brother to a meal at noon and meet the brothers by the way. Brother Li, do you think you have time?"

Having just accepted someone as his younger brother, Li Xiang was too embarrassed to refuse, so he nodded in agreement.

"I'll wait for your call in a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiang took a taxi and came to Jinling People's Hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the ward, I heard Sun Zhidong's exaggerated cry in the ward: "Be gentle, be gentle, what kind of injection is this? It has to be poked in the butt?"

"Oh~"

"Is that okay? You are a grown man and you are still afraid of injections?"

Li Xiang walked in and saw a nurse, neatly cleaning up the mess, and not forgetting to say a few words to him.

"I used to give injections to others, why can't I do it anymore?"

"Bah, rascal!"

The nurse spat, turned around and saw Li Xiang, thinking that he must have heard the conversation that just happened, she immediately ran away with a red face.

"I think you're almost good enough to give injections to others."

Li Xiang suppressed a smile. This was the first time he saw Sun Zhidong in trouble. He didn't expect that a grown man like him was afraid of injections.

"Damn it, Li Xiang, when did you come in?"

Hearing the movement behind him, Sun Zhidong turned over and asked awkwardly.

"Hey, I just arrived. I just arrived. It seems that you are not in pain anymore and you have some free time to flirt with the nurse."

"Gan, what kind of flirting am I doing? My headache is killing me. What kind of injection do you think I just got? Pain-relieving injection, okay, that guy was so cruel. Look at the back of my head, it feels like a big steamed bun has been pressed on it."

Sun Zhidong defended himself and quickly changed the subject: "Li Xiang, I sacrificed so much this time, how can the institute reward me?"

"There are no rewards in the institute."

"Ah? No reward? When have I ever risked my life for others? This time I almost got skinned and cramped, but there is no reward? Damn, the TV series really didn't lie. Two thousand eight hundred a month, why should I fight for it!"

Sun Zhidong suddenly burst into tears when he heard that he had made such a great contribution this time, but the people in the institute didn't show any sign of it at all.

"but."

When Sun Zhidong heard these two, he immediately stopped wailing, his ears perked up, waiting for Li Xiang's next words. "I heard from the detachment that considering that you were injured on the job and had meritorious service, the bureau decided to declare you a second-class meritorious service."

"Second-class merit? Did I achieve second-class merit?"

Sun Zhidong couldn't believe it. He originally thought that he could achieve third-class merit this time, so he snickered.

What kind of bicycles does an auxiliary police force need?

I never expected that it would be a second-class meritorious service. Happiness came too suddenly.

This time, he could finally stand up in front of the old man.

Usually at home, the old man always says that he is idle and not doing his job properly. This time he got the second-class merit and slapped him in the face to see what he would say about himself.

When he thought of that scene, Sun Zhidong suddenly fell into a silly smile, and the corners of his mouth twisted unconsciously.

"Hey, wipe the drool off."

"Oh."

Sun Zhidong subconsciously stretched out his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth, and found that there was no saliva. Then he realized that he had been cheated again, but he was not angry at all.

The man in front of me is my own God of Wealth. Although he was a little injured this time, he still brought back a second-class merit. Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, I will endure it. When I treat the God of Wealth, I will keep smiling.

"By the way, Li Xiang, we won second-class merit together this time. They will be jealous to death after we go back."

"Well, you're only half right. They are indeed jealous to death, but I didn't get second-class merit this time."

"No way? Bureau Song is so stingy? He didn't give you second-class merit?"

Hearing what Li Xiang said, Sun Zhidong thought that he only got a third-class merit this time, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

The second-class merit was given to myself. It is very likely that I was the only one injured, so I would get some preferential treatment, and I gave myself the greatest credit.

"Song Bureau is not so stingy and gave him first-class merit."

"Isn't that stingy? Wait, what did you say? First-class merit?"

Sun Zhidong's expression went from being dismissive at first to full of shock later on.

Is this first-class merit?
Suddenly I felt that my second-class skill was not as good as it was at the beginning.

"Okay, you can recover well. I may have to go back to Jinghai first. You can come back after recovering from your injuries. Anyway, the Jinling Public Security Bureau has paid for the medical expenses."

"It's not fair. I was so injured that I got a second-class merit. You didn't do anything wrong but you got a first-class merit. It's not fair."

Sun Zhidong wailed in a show-off manner, mainly for show. In fact, he was very satisfied with the reward.

Near noon, Chen Long called. They had reserved a table at the Jinyue Hotel and invited Li Xiang and Sun Zhidong to attend.

"That Xiaolong called to invite you to dinner, will you go?"

"What do you think it will look like if I go like this? It will damage my image of being wise and powerful, so you should go alone."

Sun Zhidong pointed to the gauze bandaged on his head and thought it was better to forget it.

"Okay, I'll go first. You can ask your nurse to bring lunch."

Li walked out of the hospital gate, stopped a taxi on the road and got in: "Master, go to Jinyue Hotel."

(End of this chapter)