The time to get home went by so quickly, just four or five days, it was so fast that it was hard to believe. Bai Song usually got up at around seven o'clock, but when he got home, he was surprised to find that his father had made him get up at around six o'clock.
These days, Bai Song went to visit his relatives and had a meal with his classmates from his hometown. It was very lively.
On November 28, Bai Song returned to Jiuheqiao Police Station.
There was no meeting or special introduction. Bai Song naturally attended the morning roll call and put on the winter duty uniform of the police uniform that he hadn't worn for a long time.
Well, it should be said that Bai Song wore it for the first time. When he was in school, he wore casual clothes and multi-functional clothes. He started wearing duty clothes when he went to work. Before that, he had always been mainly in casual clothes when he was a criminal police officer.
Bai Song was very happy with his new uniform. On the 27th, which was yesterday, Bai Song and his team were on duty. Today, all the colleagues in the team had a rest. I heard that they were busy last night. Bai Song had nothing to do, so he called his master Sun Tang, went to his team's office, cleaned up for everyone, packed up, and started to read the papers.
The police station's case files are all in the archives room. Instructor Li was on duty on Saturday and had a day off today, so no one talked to Bai Song the whole day, so he stayed in the archives room all day.
Many people who don't know much about the police feel that SWAT is better than criminal police, criminal police is better than police stations, and police station security police are better than community police. In fact, this is very incorrect. SWAT is a job for young people. Many SWATs stay in the SWAT team for more than ten years and then go to other positions, such as police stations or criminal police teams. The security police in police stations also handle some criminal cases. Or community police, many veteran community police may have worked in all the above types of police.
It's just a different division of labor, and there's not much difference in rank and work. In comparison, the police station, as the most basic type of police, is a tiring and dangerous position.
Is the police station dangerous?
Yes. In addition to bomb disposal police and anti-drug police in border areas, police stations can be said to be one of the most dangerous types of police. The number of police officers who died can account for more than half of the entire police force, not only because of fatigue, but also because of the uncertainty of police dispatch. This is also true for traffic police.
If we know that a bank robbery is underway, the SWAT team will go there with live ammunition, bulletproof vests and armored vehicles. The SWAT team is well protected and usually no SWAT team will be injured. However, when the police from the police station go to the scene, they don't know what is in the house at all. There are many unexpected events, so it is the most dangerous.
The unknown is the biggest hidden danger.
Bai Song saw the case files, which were the hard work of police officers who were either amiable or dignified and serious. Bai Song also learned a lot of work skills from them.
On Tuesday and Wednesday, the team was busy with two recent fighting cases. Bai Song didn't know much about the procedures, so he followed Feng Bao for two days and conducted an appraisal on the person who was beaten. After the appraisal results came out, the person who beat the person could be detained for administrative security.
Thursday, on duty.
For new police officers, being on duty is a painful and joyful thing, but for veteran police officers, it is more of a persistence and habit.
110 kept ringing early in the morning.
Bai Song and Feng Bao went out on patrol.
"What's the matter, Brother Bao?" Bai Song put on his police equipment.
"The electric bike battery was stolen. Don't forget to use the law enforcement camera when you go there."
"Okay, no problem." Bai Song nodded.
This is an old residential area with no cameras or parking sheds. The stolen item was a second-hand electric car battery. The owner said that he had lost it once this year. This was also an old battery that he bought at a repair shop for 200 yuan. He usually took it home to charge it. This time he drank too much and forgot about it. When he woke up in the morning, he found that the battery was gone.
We registered the case, conducted a simple investigation and took photos at the scene, then took the person who called the police back to the police station to get a statement. The public security case was accepted and the person who called the police left first.
This kind of record is very simple, with the time, place, people, and what happened, just like an elementary school student's composition. Bai Song can now take this kind of record by himself, which is a lot of progress compared to when he just graduated. Taking records is something that is not taught in the police academy, and you will learn it slowly as you work.
After taking the statement, Bai Song prepared to retrieve the video footage from the nearby community or intersection.
This situation is more difficult to handle, because it is not the electric bike that is lost, but the battery, and there are at least a dozen exits in this community, so the probability of finding it is very low. Bai Song knows that this kind of public security case cannot be handled like the previous special task force, with a large number of professional police forces to exhaustively search for evidence. This is all that can be done at present.
"Okay, don't go check the video yet, come with me." Bai Song was about to go out to check the video when Feng Bao stopped him, "Let's check the video the day after tomorrow. I don't have time to go today. There's a police officer here, come with me first, your master and the others have already gone out on the police."
"Okay, what's up?"
"have no idea."
"What? You don't know?"
"Well, take the police report and come with me." Feng Bao walked in front of Bai Song.
Bai Song picked up the police report and said, "Fuck? Is it that cruel?"
"There is an alien in the yard of a bungalow near Daguangli Community. It is about 1 meter tall and walks back and forth."
Bai Song carefully read the police receipt two or three times, not missing a single word.
"Aliens?" Bai Song almost shouted.
"Yeah, let's go and take a look." Feng Bao felt helpless. This was the same every day.
Six or seven minutes later, the two arrived at the scene. The bungalows nearby were quite large, but they were basically abandoned and were about to be demolished. No one lived there. The person who called the police was a resident of Daguangli, a nearby community.
I contacted the person who called the police, and he said he didn't know where he was and couldn't see him from the upstairs.
The two had no choice but to go straight into the bungalow.
Soon after entering this area, the two heard a sound. They followed the sound and found a ragged man, only about 1.2 meters tall. He seemed to live here.
"What are you doing?" Feng Bao shouted.
The man turned around, gave the two of them a cold look, then turned back to pack up his things.
Feng Bao walked up to the man and asked for his ID card. The man took out a wrinkled first-generation ID card. The outer plastic shell was gone and the words on the ID card were almost illegible.
Feng Bao called the institute and checked the information of this person. He was just an ordinary farmer from another place.
"This is a dilapidated building and very unsafe. What do you do?" Feng Bao asked.
"I'm fine." The man responded.
After giving a few more instructions, it really didn't matter, so Feng Bao didn't say much and took Bai Song back to the car.
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