Staff from all departments have begun to arrive at their posts one after another. Sun Xiao, the office logistics staff, yawned and came to the old director's office with a new bottle of water. When he pushed the door, he found that they had made their first cup of tea and were making a phone call with a dignified look.

Their old director is over 50 years old and very thin. He is a grumpy antique-he always brings his own tea wherever he goes. He usually makes a non-smart phone that charges for half a month. He never wears casual clothes to work, and several sets of uniforms are reversed all year round. His eyebrows are deep, like Jiro's third eye. It's all accumulated by his old man's house. "No one is pleasing to the eye", laugh.

The old landline in the office is a little leaky. Sun Xiao is kneeling on the ground and tearing the packaging of bottled water. When he heard the other person on the phone, he said noisily, "Leader, I know this matter is under my jurisdiction now, and it is indeed my dereliction of duty, but ..."

Sun Xiao looked at Zhang Ju's inseparable eyebrows and said to himself, What's the matter again?

Yancheng will host a very important international conference. Now leaders and journalists from all over the world are here, and many enterprises and schools are on holiday. The city's private cars are restricted to single and even numbers, and the security departments are highly nervous.

Sun Xiao saw the old director thunder and lightning from his neck, deliberately lowered his voice and said as gently as possible, "Nanping Avenue is in the north, less than three kilometers away from the main venue. I said at the previous meeting that no matter what happens this month, it is best to clean up the mobile stalls on the roadside. You can give me a murder case directly and' overfulfil' the task. "

"But leadership, it was in the middle of the night ..."

"Notice of strengthening night patrol is issued to all units one month in advance. Do you still want criminals to keep working for eight hours? "

"Yes, I'm not passing the buck, but as you know, the West Flower Market is inherently chaotic, with a large foreign population ..."

Sitting there, Zhang patiently talked with the person in charge of Huacheng Branch for five minutes, and found that instead of introspection, he also found an excuse of "you talk, I'll talk". He lost his temper, lost his temper without warning, and shouted gruffly, "I don't know anything!" " The west side is not your jurisdiction? Not your territory? You're talking nonsense to me now. What the fuck are you doing? "

Sun Xiao and the director on the other end of the phone were all stunned by his dull roar.

Zhang Ju took the teacup and took a sip of tea to put out the fire. He accidentally found out the root of the tea and sprayed it back to the bottom of the cup with a "bah".

Then, he held out a "Yang Finger" and poked the word "choking" on the dusty keyboard, and the overwhelming news screenshots in the intranet system were brushed.

This morning, a man's body was found in an alley in Huashi West. It was first published on the Internet as a tidbit of local curiosity, but there were many alarmist things on the Internet, which did not cause any sensation at first. However, for fear of an accident in a sensitive period, the leaders of Huacheng Branch did something stupid-they wanted to quietly suppress this matter. First, shattered glass said that a tramp body with unknown cause of death was found.

Unexpectedly, the gangsters who first found the body were understaffed, took clear photos of the scene and spread it very grandstanding. With all kinds of secretive attitudes in front of the sub-bureau, the citizens who took the bus and subway to catch the morning rush started the rich association, which fermented this shit all over the city, and even the municipal government specially called to ask.

Zhang Bureau put on reading glasses and clicked a post with the highest number of hits before it was deleted, named "There is a suspected robbery and throat-choking gang in the urban area". Obviously, this statement is very popular, with pictures and truth. Just opened, a photo of a corpse without mosaic spread out on the screen with great impact.

Zhang Bureau: "..."

He felt that he yelled too early just now, but he was too old to tune up, so he had to restore the normal volume: "I think you are a waste in our system and should let you work in an advertising company." This publicity effect is absolutely excellent. "

"They are all radical rabbits, taking photos with the dead. Do you feel wicked? Don't worry, I have arrested those people, and photos and posts are being deleted. I can definitely control them! "

Zhang Bureau leaned back in his chair and frowned: "The most important thing now is to seize the time to solve the case. There are murderers to catch murderers and criminals to catch criminals. Are you a network administrator? " ? This matter must be dealt with as soon as possible. Keep your people's mouths shut. I'll transfer some people from the city bureau to give you technical guidance later, Wang Hongliang. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation within a week, you can report it yourself and get out! "

Zhang sprayed a face, pressed the phone, quickly put the empty bucket aside, picked up the notebook and took it with him, feeling that the old director might have something to say.

Sure enough, Zhang Ju made a gesture to him: "Go and call the people of the Criminal Investigation Brigade."

Sun Xiao looked up and said, "Zhang Ju, are you all here?"

Zhang bureau hesitated for a moment, eyes rested on the LCD screen in front of him-the face of the body in the photo has shown ugly swelling and distorted facial features, but it can still be seen that it belongs to a young man's face. His mouth was open, as if stunned, staring blankly at the camera.

"Find Luo Wenzhou and let him run with people." Zhang Bureau said, "The case may not be very complicated. Tell him that when this month is over, I will deal with the old Wang Hongliang affair. He knows what to do. "

Sun Xiao: "..."

Zhang's eyes crossed the reading glasses and looked at him doubtfully.

"Zhang, Zhang Bureau," managed to squeeze out a smile. "What about the Luo team ... he, er, hasn't come yet."

Luo Wenzhou is a grandfather who goes to work every day. As long as he is not on duty, he is required to be on duty at 8: 30, and will never appear at the station at 8: 29.

On this day, he also caught up with his own car limit. Luo Wenzhou doesn't want to squeeze the bus. He simply dug out a big "28" that could enter the museum from their basement, overhauled it himself and staggered on the road.

His face is handsome and almost youthful, but he is a mature man in expression and temperament. He is wearing headphones, holding the sleeves of his shirt, revealing looming muscle lines under a well-fitting casual shirt, and a pair of long legs that can stretch his feet and support the ground when riding an old-fashioned beam. A dozen pancakes are hung on the left handlebar and six or seven cups of soybean milk are hung on the right handlebar. Luo Wenzhou put his hands on the seriously overloaded handlebar and stepped into the city bureau gate on time.

On entering the door, Tam saw a little girl who sent flowers stopped by the doorman.

"Don't let in-why not let in? Girl, this is the public security bureau, not Huaguoshan, okay? The mail is uniformly placed in the security check registration room at the door. "

"How can flowers be put in the mailroom? Isn't that faded? " As soon as the girl who sent the flowers turned around and saw Luo Wenzhou, she reached out and pointed, "If you don't let me in, how can you let me in?"

Doorman: "..."

Luo Wenzhou looked up at the girl who sent flowers and showed her white teeth and smiled: "Because of the handsome delivery, Yushu is in the wind."

The doorman is full of worries about the image of the city bureau: "... Luo team is early." "

"In the morning, have you eaten? I didn't eat it myself. " LuoWenZhou propped up on one foot, "beauty, flowers for who? I'll bring it in for you. "

Embarrassed by him, the little girl who sent flowers went to turn over the small card in a panic: "Oh ... to the Criminal Investigation Brigade, a gentleman named Tao Ran."

At 8: 30 sharp, Luo Wenzhou walked into the office on time and threw the flowers on Tao Ran's desk: "You ..."

When this was said, Zhang Bureau sent someone to catch it in a rage. Luo Wenzhou had to hold back the following article and put his hand on Tao Ran's desk: "Wait for me to come back."

The whole criminal investigation brigade was shocked. They stared at the bouquet of flowers in front of police officer Tao stupefied, as if a time bomb/bomb was buried under the pedicel.

Policewoman Lang Qiao took out a magnifying glass and disposable gloves from the drawer, leaned down carefully from the desk next door, looked at the bouquet, and then took out a kraft paper perfume card.

Under the gaze of everyone, the brave girl opened the card with a grim expression and saw that it was written in very regular script: "The wind is strong, my hands and feet are cold, but my heart is warm." But I don't understand why, my heart is always soft. I want to be close to you so that I won't be sad. "fill

"Inscriptions are charged," Langqiao said. "How much is it?"

Tao Ran snatched it back: "Stop, give it to me."

"My girlfriend sent it for a long time, and I thought Boss Luo was going to confess to you in public."

A group of colleagues around me caressed their chests one after another, and different voices "scared me to death" came and went. Then, the majority of bachelors regained their fighting power at the speed of light, went forward to carve up the breakfast brought by Luo Wenzhou, and dutifully shouldered the banner of denouncing "pagans."

"Tao, vice take-off group when the report? Did the organization agree? "

"Tao Tao is a person who is not angry or interesting enough."

"Tao, I have 37.6 yuan left in my salary this month, and I have no money to buy dog food. You have to do it anyway. "

"Let's go," Tao Ran put away the cards and found an inconspicuous place to hide the flowers. "Where did you find a girlfriend? Stop it. "

Hearing this, the crowd exposed such a lot of evidence in public, but this man actually wanted to muddle through and immediately rushed over like a frying pan, intending to send someone to besiege Tao.

At this time, Tam Zhou, who had just left in a hurry, pushed the door and came in, reaching out and patted the door frame: "There was a murder case in Huacheng District. Come and join me, speed. "