Fog Era

While speaking, Shi Tiexin waved his hand, and ten files flew across the desk, accurately and neatly stacked on the empty space of the file shelf.

It is the boss’s unique skill—Cheng Long is forced to calm down.

He drank his saliva and shook his head again: "I still think these writing tasks are too cumbersome and too delaying."

Shi Tiexin looked at a screen with each of his eyes. The input said: "It makes sense to say that it is delayed. In the long process of work, formalism has gradually prevailed. Many people are dedicated to work, but it increases the burden on the grassroots and delays the efficiency of justice. When I become a leader, You must kill this ethos."

Cheng Long puts his hands together: "Boss, hurry up to be the director!"

Shi Tiexin smiled: "Director trifling is satisfied Are you up?"

"You are awesome." Cheng Long drank the water: "I'll help you look at the homepage of'Twitter Public Security'."

"Daming Shi The Twitter homepage of "Arrest" has become an important channel for receiving anonymous reports, and reading comments has become an important part of Cheng Long's work.

As always, managing such a "sunshine police" account is something that makes Cheng Long very happy. He announced the facts of the case reported on the Internet, and then blew water with netizens for a while. By the way, he used his hometown network skills to let these foreigners feel the power of True King's rank sand sculpture, which was very happy.

But today, after reading a few pages, Cheng Long shouted angrily: "Asshole! Boss, someone is slandering you on the Internet!"

It’s normal."

Cheng Long can’t stand it: "But those people fabricate facts, weave lies, and hurt you with bad words on the Internet! After a long time, there will always be brain-dead believers who think it’s true, yes. Your reputation is very unfavorable!"

"Isn't this a traditional art of the online world?" Shi Tiexin didn't even look at it: "I am an internet celebrity, but I am not just an internet celebrity. I am. I don’t live by traffic, nor by reputation. Twitter is my help in carrying out justice, not my cage. Those people, you can delete posts and block black when you have time. If you don’t have time, it’s not worth it. Energy. You should focus on the situation of the reporter."

"Okay, let me see, the reporter, the reporter..." Cheng Long looked around, his solemn expression still not soothing: "Boss, some of the reporters... also say nasty things."

"What did they say?"

"Someone said he had reported the crime online for three days, but you all I didn’t come, I said... I said you’re selling for your fame, saying that you’re a failure of Gold Jade, saying you’re just hype on the Internet but you didn’t do real things. Others like this are all following.” Cheng Long bitterly hit the table with a fist. Above: "Damn it! We have done five cases in a day, which is already unprecedented speed. Why should we say that we don't do real things!" Will be urged by book friends. Reporting is a reason and more urgent. After all, you will not die if you don’t read a novel for ten days, but to the reporter, anything that we seem to be indifferent to him is a major personally. Event, I hope to get the fastest solution, this is such is human nature."

Speaking of this, he stopped his fingers, and threw all the remaining files on the shelf: "It’s done. Now, let’s go, and go around."

Cheng Long frowned: "Boss, you are too hard, even the iron beater can't stand it. You will be exhausted to work like this."

Shi Tiexin put the police uniform on his shoulders: "This burden is nothing to me. Moreover, it cannot be delayed. Justice that is late is also justice, but the sooner justice comes, right For the parties concerned, the value is lower."

Cheng Long frowned: "But there are too many cases. There are always cases we can't see, and there are always things we can't handle."

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"There is no way, I can only do my best to do my thing. Within the scope of my ability, let justice come earlier and earlier."

Any profession There are periods of burnout.

The burnout period of the police comes very fast and very violently.

The policeman is also a person and an ordinary person.

At least Cheng Long is an ordinary person.

He is full of enthusiasm and ability is not bad, but when he found out that he had no time to eat, no time to date, no time to go shopping, no time to make friends, not even a good night's sleep, and When there are too many cases to finish, his first burnout period comes.

On the highway, Shi Tiexin was driving, while Cheng Long continued to look at the Twitter account of "Sunshine Police".

This time, he doesn't look at trolls or sunspots, he only looks at the most common and normal report information.

Every time that information makes him angry, and then full of vitality, I can’t wait to roll up his sleeves and go to the scene to preside over justice.

one or two times, ten times, twenty times, hundreds of times, he presided over justice, but the voices of sorrow, despair, and prayer did not subside, but increased with the name. And more and more.

The information surging like a wave, invading like a hurricane, carrying endless negative emotions like a dark mudslide, and fermenting stench as the waiting time increases. The police will inevitably come into contact with the darkest and most negative things in this world. All this makes Cheng Long frustrated, frustrated, and anxious.

The enthusiasm during the promotion was quickly extinguished by these things.

Shi Tiexin took a look at Cheng Long. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard the voice of the main station from the walkie-talkie: "Attention from all units, there is a car that is seriously speeding, and it is in Bollings. Dunda Street is racing from west to east, at a speed of 170 kilometers per hour, and will soon reach junction 22."

In the vicinity.

"Come to work." Shi Tiexin stepped on the accelerator: "Turn on the siren!"

Wow wow~~

Brin On Stone Avenue, a police car shuttled like a god among the seams. It is not like a machine, but like an agile creature, shaking its head and wagging its tail, swiftly traversing the road.

Shi Tiexin's eyes accurately caught the severely speeding car after the heavy traffic: "Sit firmly."

Shift gears, seven thousand two, fuck him!

Boom boom boom, this police car is like an angry dragon coming out of the abyss, and its speed is soaring to a new high.

Before he had time to react, the escaping man was stopped by the police car in a typical slam style, and a car hit the rear side.

The one hundred and seventy-kilometer impact is extremely dangerous.

But Shi Tiexin's collision was very clever. The car drove horizontally and straight into the roadside field, but it didn't overturn.

The car stopped in a long string of thick smoke.

"Boss, your car is superb!" Cheng Long jumped out of the police car and rushed to the speeding car first. He had already seen that there was only one fat woman in the vehicle, and the car was Teschla. Cheng Long speculated that the vehicle was out of control and could not brake.

"Madam, do you need help?" Cheng Long ran over and opened the car door, only to see a pistol pointed at his forehead.

Cheng Long's face froze.

bang!

The gun went off, but a big hand pushed him away.

"Boss!" Cheng Long screamed and turned his head, but he did not see the scene of "the hero pushed his teammate away but was shot and sacrificed." Instead, he saw Shi Tiexin take the woman away. Pulled out of the car, and squeezed it on the ground with his hands locked and unarmed, which was extremely quick.

"The mortal danger anytime and anywhere, the cumbersome and complicated procedures, the loss of not being able to accompany the family, the worry about the psychological pressure of implicating family members, the anxiety caused by conscience, the suffering caused by inability, the honor of mission casting, and Sacrifice and defend justice-this is the police." Shi Tiexin looked at Cheng Long: "Do you still want to write a police story?"

Cheng Long did not hesitate: "Yes."

"Then, this is for you."

Patter, something was thrown into Cheng Long's hand.

That is a warhead.

I was squashed.