police road
Chapter 4
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Liao Dongsheng, the director of the spn police station, got the notice and hurried back to the police station to preside over the interrogation work. The theft case has made everyone very entangled, but it has nothing to do with Du Long and the others. He and Feng Weiwu were both injured. Liao Dongsheng let him The two of them went to the hospital for an examination by themselves, and went back to have a good rest. Don't delay the work in the future. They still lack experience in this kind of technical interrogation.
After leaving the police station, Du Long drove Feng Weiwu to the side of the road on a motorcycle to call him. Feng Weiwu said annoyedly: "Du Long, you said we arrested him, so why did you leave us aside during the interrogation? Really? tm is not fair!"
Du Long said with a smile: "When will this world be fair? Everyone has to work hard to get better. We have little qualifications, so we have to suffer slowly. There will always be a bright future, let alone Liao Suo. For our own good, we have to go to the hospital for an examination if we are injured, right? In short, we caught the person, and the greatest credit will never escape."
Du Long's words made Feng Weiwu feel better. The two of them walked to the side of Huancheng West Road. Feng Weiwu raised his hand to hail a taxi. He had to go to the hospital for an examination and asked Du Long if he wanted to go together. However, Du Long shook his head and refused. He knew his body well, the injury was not serious, and there was no need to go to the hospital.
"Then I'm leaving, Du Long, thanks to you today, I will remember." Feng Weiwu said to Du Long before getting into the car. [
Du Long nodded and watched the taxi go away before he drove the motorcycle slowly in the other direction.
It was already three o'clock in the morning when Du Long returned home. He took a shower, then found safflower oil and rubbed the affected area of his left hand to warm it up. After that, he felt sleepy. He took out this booklet from the bottom of the pillow, and lay down on the bed. Headlights looked up.
It was an old tattered book. Du Long bought it from a street stall a few years ago. At that time, he was in his prime and full of exploration spirit for human instincts. When I went to an old book on the stall, there was a picture of a couple of men and women with no clothes on. At that time, Du Long felt that his blood was boiling and he couldn't control himself. I bought it. Looking back now, the stall owner must have taken the opportunity to cheat him a lot of money.
In fact, this book is not what Du Long expected. It is a book used by the ancients to maintain health and practice Qi. The people depicted in the book have many red dots and blue lines on their bodies, which are the tendons and acupoints of luck. , this Dongxuanzi or something is actually a dual-cultivation health-preserving technique.
Du Long couldn't understand those clumsy ancient grammar formulas, but he was very interested in those pictures. When he first saw them, he was really excited, but after a while he could calm down and fall asleep. Gradually, he got used to reading pictures before going to bed. This is a broken book for a while, so that he can fall asleep peacefully. It has been several years since he saw it. Although he did not see any peerless magic skills, he has never been plagued by serious or minor illnesses, and he is particularly energetic. Occasionally, he can be injured faster than ordinary people. Get better.
In the early morning, after Du Long's morning exercise, he went home to have breakfast, and then walked to a small road not far from his home. Although the road was not wide, it was in the morning market, and it was quite lively. Du Long didn't go anywhere, and went straight to I came to a small barber shop with a signboard of "flat-headed guy". From the name of the shop, I knew it was not a trendy place.
The space in the barbershop is very small, there is only one barber booth, the walls are not even scraped with putty, and the floor is not tiled. There is only an old wooden sofa next to the wall to receive customers. The person who is cutting hair is also a customer. An old man who is nearly seventy years old.
Such a barber shop that seems to have gone back in time and space for 30 years is supposed to have few customers, but in fact there are many customers, not only old people, but also young people like Du Long. At the busiest time, the customers He even moved out of the low stool from the store and sat outside the door to wait in line.
But it's still early and there are no customers. As soon as Du Long stepped into the barber shop, the old man who was cutting his hair turned his head and looked over, and said calmly, "Here we come."
Du Long said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master Ma, I've been delayed by something."
Master Ma from the barber shop said indifferently: "Then just watch from the sidelines first."
Du Long nodded and stood aside carefully watching Master Ma's every move. He saw that Master Ma only had a pair of scissors in his hand. There is no need to use other tools, and there is no need to retouch repeatedly. Once the cut is made, the messy hair can be tidied up into a neat flat head.
When Du Long was watching from the side, the speed of Master Ma's hands had slowed down a lot, but he usually cut even faster, and he could cut a standard small crew cut in a little more than a minute, because Master Ma cut The cut is good and fast, and the fee is low, so many repeat customers join in, and his business is naturally booming.
After cutting a customer, Master Ma handed the scissors to Du Long and said, "I'll take a break, you come."
Du Long took the scissors and waited for the next customer to sit down. He held his breath and began to cut people's hair. His movements were naturally much slower than Master Ma's, and his hands were not as accurate as Master Ma's, so he had to rework and retouch from time to time. After a while, the speed will be slow.
A middle-aged man who was waiting said: "Master Ma, take the apprentice? Let's talk about it first, my head is not for the apprentice to practice."
Master Ma smiled and said: "The young man has good eyesight, and he can cut well, but he is not proficient enough, so he is a bit slow. Everyone has to give him a chance. Who didn't start as an apprentice? Xiao Du's haircut is free. Whether you want him to cut it or I cut it, everyone can figure it out."
Du Long focused on cutting his head, he didn't even notice what they were talking about, he was cutting slowly, but also much faster than the average apprentice, people can't imagine that he has only been studying for less than a month, and he can already do it by himself in another place Opened a barber shop specializing in cropped hair.
After cutting two people, Du Long was replaced by Master Ma. The middle-aged man still chose Master Ma. About to take over, Master Ma said: "Let me do it, your technique is less familiar than yesterday, is your left hand inconvenient?"
Du Long was surprised and said: "Master Ma, how do you know? Last night when I was on duty, I caught a few gangsters and was beaten on the forearm of my left hand. Now the congestion has dissipated. It doesn't hurt or swell, and it doesn't hinder my work. How did you figure it out?"
Master Ma replied while doing things: "I have seen it for a long time. The human body is a whole. If your left hand is injured, it will definitely affect the whole body. Haircut also requires the coordination of the whole body. Your left hand is not convenient, so your movements are deformed. There will be deviations in every cut, and the speed will naturally slow down if there is too much rework, you should take a break, and I will rub some medicinal wine for you later."
Du Long hummed, and quietly watched Master Ma handling the knife skillfully. Although it was just a pair of scissors, the scissors seemed to come alive in Master Ma's hand, and he seemed to be incapable of appearing and disappearing, while Master Ma seemed to be completely unaware. He didn't put his mind on his hands, he was multitasking, he was still watching TV while cutting his hair, he didn't miss a word with the customers, and he didn't delay the work in hand.
Du Long has been cutting hair with Master Ma since he was a child, even when he was in the police academy, but he has never noticed that Master Ma is different. When they came to the barber shop to make trouble, Master Ma dismissed them lightly, and Du Long discovered the peculiarity of Master Ma.
After Du Long begged for several days, Master Ma, who knew him well, finally agreed to let Du Long be his apprentice. However, what Master Ma taught him was not fighting skills, but hair cutting skills. Du Long has been trained to be a master with one enemy against a hundred, but he is proficient in one skill. As long as Du Long works hard, it is still easy to deal with a few hooligans.
Master Ma soon became free. He took out a bottle of medicinal wine and asked Du Long to lift up his sleeves to see that the blood on Du Long's arm had almost subsided. Master Ma didn't bother to give him any more medicine, and asked : "What's going on here? With your current ability, it should be easy to deal with a few Lai."
Liao Dongsheng, the director of the spn police station, got the notice and hurried back to the police station to preside over the interrogation work. The theft case has made everyone very entangled, but it has nothing to do with Du Long and the others. He and Feng Weiwu were both injured. Liao Dongsheng let him The two of them went to the hospital for an examination by themselves, and went back to have a good rest. Don't delay the work in the future. They still lack experience in this kind of technical interrogation.
After leaving the police station, Du Long drove Feng Weiwu to the side of the road on a motorcycle to call him. Feng Weiwu said annoyedly: "Du Long, you said we arrested him, so why did you leave us aside during the interrogation? Really? tm is not fair!"
Du Long said with a smile: "When will this world be fair? Everyone has to work hard to get better. We have little qualifications, so we have to suffer slowly. There will always be a bright future, let alone Liao Suo. For our own good, we have to go to the hospital for an examination if we are injured, right? In short, we caught the person, and the greatest credit will never escape."
Du Long's words made Feng Weiwu feel better. The two of them walked to the side of Huancheng West Road. Feng Weiwu raised his hand to hail a taxi. He had to go to the hospital for an examination and asked Du Long if he wanted to go together. However, Du Long shook his head and refused. He knew his body well, the injury was not serious, and there was no need to go to the hospital.
"Then I'm leaving, Du Long, thanks to you today, I will remember." Feng Weiwu said to Du Long before getting into the car. [
Du Long nodded and watched the taxi go away before he drove the motorcycle slowly in the other direction.
It was already three o'clock in the morning when Du Long returned home. He took a shower, then found safflower oil and rubbed the affected area of his left hand to warm it up. After that, he felt sleepy. He took out this booklet from the bottom of the pillow, and lay down on the bed. Headlights looked up.
It was an old tattered book. Du Long bought it from a street stall a few years ago. At that time, he was in his prime and full of exploration spirit for human instincts. When I went to an old book on the stall, there was a picture of a couple of men and women with no clothes on. At that time, Du Long felt that his blood was boiling and he couldn't control himself. I bought it. Looking back now, the stall owner must have taken the opportunity to cheat him a lot of money.
In fact, this book is not what Du Long expected. It is a book used by the ancients to maintain health and practice Qi. The people depicted in the book have many red dots and blue lines on their bodies, which are the tendons and acupoints of luck. , this Dongxuanzi or something is actually a dual-cultivation health-preserving technique.
Du Long couldn't understand those clumsy ancient grammar formulas, but he was very interested in those pictures. When he first saw them, he was really excited, but after a while he could calm down and fall asleep. Gradually, he got used to reading pictures before going to bed. This is a broken book for a while, so that he can fall asleep peacefully. It has been several years since he saw it. Although he did not see any peerless magic skills, he has never been plagued by serious or minor illnesses, and he is particularly energetic. Occasionally, he can be injured faster than ordinary people. Get better.
In the early morning, after Du Long's morning exercise, he went home to have breakfast, and then walked to a small road not far from his home. Although the road was not wide, it was in the morning market, and it was quite lively. Du Long didn't go anywhere, and went straight to I came to a small barber shop with a signboard of "flat-headed guy". From the name of the shop, I knew it was not a trendy place.
The space in the barbershop is very small, there is only one barber booth, the walls are not even scraped with putty, and the floor is not tiled. There is only an old wooden sofa next to the wall to receive customers. The person who is cutting hair is also a customer. An old man who is nearly seventy years old.
Such a barber shop that seems to have gone back in time and space for 30 years is supposed to have few customers, but in fact there are many customers, not only old people, but also young people like Du Long. At the busiest time, the customers He even moved out of the low stool from the store and sat outside the door to wait in line.
But it's still early and there are no customers. As soon as Du Long stepped into the barber shop, the old man who was cutting his hair turned his head and looked over, and said calmly, "Here we come."
Du Long said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master Ma, I've been delayed by something."
Master Ma from the barber shop said indifferently: "Then just watch from the sidelines first."
Du Long nodded and stood aside carefully watching Master Ma's every move. He saw that Master Ma only had a pair of scissors in his hand. There is no need to use other tools, and there is no need to retouch repeatedly. Once the cut is made, the messy hair can be tidied up into a neat flat head.
When Du Long was watching from the side, the speed of Master Ma's hands had slowed down a lot, but he usually cut even faster, and he could cut a standard small crew cut in a little more than a minute, because Master Ma cut The cut is good and fast, and the fee is low, so many repeat customers join in, and his business is naturally booming.
After cutting a customer, Master Ma handed the scissors to Du Long and said, "I'll take a break, you come."
Du Long took the scissors and waited for the next customer to sit down. He held his breath and began to cut people's hair. His movements were naturally much slower than Master Ma's, and his hands were not as accurate as Master Ma's, so he had to rework and retouch from time to time. After a while, the speed will be slow.
A middle-aged man who was waiting said: "Master Ma, take the apprentice? Let's talk about it first, my head is not for the apprentice to practice."
Master Ma smiled and said: "The young man has good eyesight, and he can cut well, but he is not proficient enough, so he is a bit slow. Everyone has to give him a chance. Who didn't start as an apprentice? Xiao Du's haircut is free. Whether you want him to cut it or I cut it, everyone can figure it out."
Du Long focused on cutting his head, he didn't even notice what they were talking about, he was cutting slowly, but also much faster than the average apprentice, people can't imagine that he has only been studying for less than a month, and he can already do it by himself in another place Opened a barber shop specializing in cropped hair.
After cutting two people, Du Long was replaced by Master Ma. The middle-aged man still chose Master Ma. About to take over, Master Ma said: "Let me do it, your technique is less familiar than yesterday, is your left hand inconvenient?"
Du Long was surprised and said: "Master Ma, how do you know? Last night when I was on duty, I caught a few gangsters and was beaten on the forearm of my left hand. Now the congestion has dissipated. It doesn't hurt or swell, and it doesn't hinder my work. How did you figure it out?"
Master Ma replied while doing things: "I have seen it for a long time. The human body is a whole. If your left hand is injured, it will definitely affect the whole body. Haircut also requires the coordination of the whole body. Your left hand is not convenient, so your movements are deformed. There will be deviations in every cut, and the speed will naturally slow down if there is too much rework, you should take a break, and I will rub some medicinal wine for you later."
Du Long hummed, and quietly watched Master Ma handling the knife skillfully. Although it was just a pair of scissors, the scissors seemed to come alive in Master Ma's hand, and he seemed to be incapable of appearing and disappearing, while Master Ma seemed to be completely unaware. He didn't put his mind on his hands, he was multitasking, he was still watching TV while cutting his hair, he didn't miss a word with the customers, and he didn't delay the work in hand.
Du Long has been cutting hair with Master Ma since he was a child, even when he was in the police academy, but he has never noticed that Master Ma is different. When they came to the barber shop to make trouble, Master Ma dismissed them lightly, and Du Long discovered the peculiarity of Master Ma.
After Du Long begged for several days, Master Ma, who knew him well, finally agreed to let Du Long be his apprentice. However, what Master Ma taught him was not fighting skills, but hair cutting skills. Du Long has been trained to be a master with one enemy against a hundred, but he is proficient in one skill. As long as Du Long works hard, it is still easy to deal with a few hooligans.
Master Ma soon became free. He took out a bottle of medicinal wine and asked Du Long to lift up his sleeves to see that the blood on Du Long's arm had almost subsided. Master Ma didn't bother to give him any more medicine, and asked : "What's going on here? With your current ability, it should be easy to deal with a few Lai."
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