"Then you are also an old leader." Bai Song didn't dare to sit down and said very respectfully.
Today's occasion was very formal, and most of the police wore their own honors, which was the best recognition for every police officer. The officer in front of Bai Song had four or five medals on his right chest, and two of them were first-class merit medals. Bai Song couldn't help but wonder, what kind of god is this?
"Well, I see that there are quite a few people from Jiuhe District this time. This case is also hosted by you, right? I heard that you did a great job." The old police officer asked: "What's your name? Which unit are you from?"
"My name is Bai Song. I work at Jiuheqiao Police Station and I've just been working there for a year." Bai Song answered truthfully.
"Oh? A year? So you're only twenty-four or twenty-five?"
"Twenty-two."
"Haha, it's great to be young. I'm happy to see you." The old police officer laughed happily: "I don't even know your police station. The head of your branch is still surnamed Yin, right?"
"Yes, it's Director Yin." Bai Song said honestly, "Director Yin is here today, too."
"Yeah, he's been there for a while." The old police officer recalled the glorious years. "By the way, there's an old classmate of mine in the Jiuhe Branch. I forgot where I heard about it during the Chinese New Year, but it seems he was also in this project. I thought he would come over today, but I haven't seen him yet."
Hearing this, Bai Song's eyes became somewhat empty and he clenched his fists lightly. Could it be that familiar name?
"You've been here for a short time, but you should know him, right? Yu Dechen, he's from your criminal police team, an old scholar." The old police officer sounded somewhat relaxed as he spoke.
"Hmm?" Officer Bai Chen looked at Bai Song's expression, and his expression froze for a moment. He asked hesitantly, "What's wrong?"
"Master Yu, while in charge of the '12.01' project, he suffered a heart attack due to overwork and passed away on duty." Bai Song's voice was soft, but it sounded like thunder in the old police officer's ears.
But even so, the old policeman paused and didn't move for a long time.
"Oh..." The old police officer's voice was lighter, without so many sighs. He just raised his head slightly, as if he didn't want anything to flow from his eyes.
After a long while, the old police officer seemed to calm down a little, and said to Bai Song: "Last month, I also looked at the list of police officers who died in the first and second quarters of 2012. I remember that there were about 200 people. I didn't look at them one by one, because every year if I look at this list from beginning to end, there will always be people I know."
After the old police officer finished speaking, he said nothing. Bai Song didn't know what to say. After a while, the old police officer continued, "When will the memorial service be held?"
"March 11, 9 a.m."
"Well, okay." The police officer stretched out his hand, smiled, and patted Bai Song on the shoulder. "Do a good job." After that, the old police officer nodded and left.
It couldn't be simpler. Bai Song watched the old police officer leave. The meeting was about to begin.
Every year, an average of 400 police officers and 10 firefighters sacrifice their lives. These are not just numbers. For the first time, Bai Song felt that the emotions involved have nothing to do with numbers.
If possible, Bai Song hopes these are all 0.
Today was an internal meeting. There were no reporters or members of the public. Bai Song held his chest straight from beginning to end, because at this moment, he was not just representing himself.
The image of the old policeman swaying in a golden shield was still fresh in Bai Song's mind. It was not until Bai Song's name was called that he remembered that he was also here for the meeting and had to go on stage.
The deputy director of the Tianhua City Public Security Bureau personally announced that the "12.01" transnational telecommunications fraud case task force was awarded the honorary title of first-class collective merit.
It was announced that Comrade Yu Dechen was posthumously awarded the title of Second Class Hero and Model of the Ministry of Public Security. He also made a speech and the audience stood up and observed a moment of silence.
Team Ma, several comrades who went abroad, and Bai Song and Sun Jie were awarded the honorary title of second-class merit. Bai Song, Sun Jie and others were commended for their participation and assistance in solving a homicide case in southern Guizhou Province, and a letter of thanks from the Southern Guizhou Provincial Public Security Department was read out.
Dozens of people including Wang Huadong and Wang Liang were awarded the honorary title of third-class merit.
An anonymous member of society who made great contributions to this case was awarded the honorary title of Second Class Merit.
In addition, many people received individual awards.
Bonuses are paid according to standards.
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According to the order, Bai Song stood in the front position and followed Ma Zhidui and others to the podium.
Below the stage, the first few rows were filled with members of the task force, and in the back were the leaders of various units. Two full rows were filled with people in white shirts. Each branch office had sent its main leader over, and Director Yin and Director Tian were also present.
Behind them sat other comrades from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. The entire auditorium was packed.
As the music played, they walked to their respective leaders, saluted, and after the ceremony, they were awarded.
Bai Song took the box and certificate handed to him by the director, still standing upright.
"What's wrong with your arm?" the director suddenly asked.
ah?
When you come up to receive an award, you usually just go through the formalities, shake hands with the leader, and the leader says, "Thank you for your hard work." Then you can leave. Bai Song didn't expect that the leader in front of him would actually chat with him on the stage.
"I fell while on duty the day before yesterday." Bai Song answered truthfully.
The director in front of Bai Song pulled Bai Song's arm, looked inside his sleeve, and nodded: "Young comrade, please pay attention to safety."
"Yeah!" Bai Song retracted his arm and saluted his leader.
The director stood up straight and returned the greeting to Bai Song.
It was a small episode, but Bai Song felt warm inside and listened to the entire meeting attentively in his seat.
After the meeting, Bai Song chatted with his master and others and then returned to the police station together.
"There is a meeting at the branch office. You drive my car back first." Instructor Li gave the car keys to Bai Song.
"No need, I'll just wait for you." Bai Song shook his head.
"I have a meeting at 1:30 pm. It's already 12:30 pm. You can go find a place to eat something and go back to work in the afternoon. I will follow their car and go back directly after the meeting. Don't worry about me."
"Okay." Bai Song nodded.
To be honest, Bai Song had eaten little for breakfast and it was almost one o'clock. He was really hungry. Fortunately, he was wearing a sleeveless white shirt under his short-sleeved police uniform. It would be a good idea to take off his police shirt in the middle of the day and find a place to eat something.
Baisong was not familiar with the area near the branch, and didn't know where to eat, so he drove back to the jurisdiction of Jiuheqiao Police Station.
As a police officer in the area, Bai Song knew the area very well. Without thinking, he ran to the commercial street next to the Dabei Vegetable Market to eat some donkey meat hotpot.
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