By the time Jiang Zhiyuan and the others finished handling the matter and returned to the police station, it was already 8:30 in the evening.
Jiang Zhiyuan squatted at the gate of the police station with snail noodles in her hands, watching the people coming and going.
“I hope there will be fewer criminals in this world.”
She didn't say the rest of the sentence, hoping it would be less stupid.
It is actually best if police officers encounter this type of case every day because their lives are not in danger.
But hopefully they never come across a case, any kind!
"Comrade Jiang, you are such a strange person."
This is a young police officer who has just joined the police force. Two words are written on his childish face: "vitality".
"What's weird about me? I'm a perfectly normal person, okay? Don't put any labels on me."
Jiang Zhiyuan slurped his snail noodles and glanced at the young police officer next to him.
"You're really weird. I've been a police officer for almost half a year, but I've never been as busy as I am today.
You know what? I've written dozens of case reports and haven't finished them yet."
Jiang Zhiyuan sensed a word from his face, "It's you who made me work overtime."
It is a kind of resentment of workers towards their work, especially the resentment towards those who increase their workload.
"Xiaobai, your resentment is almost equal to that of ten evil spirits."
Officer Xiaobai didn't say anything, just stared at her calmly.
"Xiao Bai, what you know is all a matter of luck. It has nothing to do with me."
"Do you dare to speak according to your conscience?"
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