"Are you Ren Hao's younger brother?" Bai Song had heard several times that someone in Ren Xu's big family was a policeman, and was in another place. He didn't expect that he actually knew him.
In the past, when Bai Song, Wang Huadong, Wang Liang, and Sun Jie went to southern Xinjiang Province to arrest Deng Wenxi, the Southern Xinjiang Provincial Department sent a leader to command the scene, namely Ren Hao.
Ren Hao was considered an expert in commanding large-scale operations. At that time, he was a god-level figure to Bai Song.
Unexpectedly, he was Ren Xu’s cousin!
But this is normal, the police profession actually pays attention to inheritance. If you ask many young policemen, even if their parents are not police officers, it is very likely that their uncles, aunts, brothers, etc. are police officers.
"My cousin." Ren Xu said, "Don't mention it. I have lived under his shadow since I was a child. I didn't apply to the police academy, but I ended up becoming a policeman."
"No wonder you avoided him last time, you were afraid of being taught a lesson." Bai Song laughed, "But your brother is a great man, it's right for you to learn from him."
"He's in the provincial department, and I'm in the police station. What's the point of learning from him?" Ren Xu was a little unhappy: "But if I put him in the police station now, he may not handle it better than me."
It's like this in any family. If someone among the same generation is too outstanding, it's not a good thing for others.
"You," Bai Song said with a smile, "I asked you to be the chief of police, but you said you couldn't do it. Facts have proved that you can not only do it, but also do it well. Aren't their provincial departments at the same level as our municipal bureaus? You may come in the future, and maybe you will be better than him."
After saying that, Bai Song interrupted what Ren Xu wanted to say next and said directly: "In this world, remember, the greatest capital is always one thing."
Ren Xu looked at Bai Song and didn't continue speaking.
"young."
After Bai Song finished speaking, Wang Liang and others around him all complained: "You are not bragging about yourself, are you?"
"Tell the truth." Bai Song smiled and said, "Some insights will be too late to understand when you are old."
Everyone was thoughtful.
"Okay, don't listen to his big talk." Zheng Chaopei asked everyone to start eating, and said to Ren Xu: "There's plenty of lobsters and other things! When you go to the northwest, you can eat beef and mutton. Tomorrow you will go back to Tianhua, so get used to eating seafood in advance."
"Thank you." Ren Xu took the large piece of lobster meat handed over by Zheng Chaopei.
That night, Ren Xu only ate this piece of lobster meat and some other dishes.
He didn't move his chopsticks much for the lobster.
…
The next morning, everyone woke up at their residence and drove out of Shangjing and headed straight for Tianhua City.
Haven't been back for a long time.
Bai Song’s hometown is not here, but because he spent his best four years here, he has feelings for this city.
Ren Hao didn't finish his work until around four in the afternoon, so Bai Song treated him to a sumptuous seafood dinner.
Of course, the cost was one zero less than last night.
"It's been many years. I heard the story of Inspector Bai when I went to Beijing for training. The young are really formidable." Ren Hao couldn't help but sigh when he saw Bai Song and others.
More than three years ago, Bai Song and four others went to southern Xinjiang Province to handle a case. At that time, they were just small followers, but they played a huge role that many experienced criminal police could not achieve.
Later, the cases of Wang Antai and Feng Yiling were reversed several times, and Bai Song also contacted Ren Hao. At that time, Ren Hao felt that Bai Song was already capable of doing things on his own, but today he felt a sense of...
How to put it... If Ren Hao were to describe it, it feels like communicating with Bai Song now is similar to the feeling of communicating with masters of the same age when he was training in Beijing these days.
The problem is, Bai Song is only 25 years old!
It's just horrible...
"Captain Ren, you are too kind," Bai Song said, "but I think our team is still pretty good."
Ren Hao waved his hand: "It's not official business. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Ren."
After saying that, Ren Hao looked at the people around Bai Song and nodded: "It's still the same team as before. Everyone has a brand new temperament, especially Wang Liang. It feels that his eyes are deeper than before."
Wang Liang went through the process to blacklist Deng Wenxi's door, which caused quite a sensation at the time.
"Oh, really?" Wang Liang almost waved his hands in excitement: "Brother Ren, you have good taste!"
Ren Hao smiled and took the cup: "It's raining, you must be fine, come, have a drink."
"Brother Jie and I will drive, let them accompany you." Bai Song apologized: "I have been out for too long. I plan to go back to the bureau tomorrow morning to take a look. We have a leadership change now."
"It's my duty." Ren Hao nodded to show his understanding.
Wang Liang and others poured wine, Bai Song and Sun Jie picked up their drinks, and everyone clinked glasses together.
"Let's not talk about work anymore," Ren Xu said, "Brother! I miss you so much. Come to Tianhua and stay for a few more days. I'll be on duty tomorrow, and I'll take you out to have some fun the day after tomorrow."
"Miss me?" Ren Hao glanced at his cousin and said, "You miss me if you say so... By the way, I'm not really familiar with Tianhua. Tell me about it. I'll go to the Zhou-Deng Memorial Hall by myself tomorrow and then leave. You don't have to worry about me."
"We're leaving tomorrow!" Ren Xu almost shouted in surprise, then lowered his voice and began to talk: "Tianhua is a good place. It was founded in the second year of Yongle, which is December 23, 1404. It is the only city with a birthday! Even Shenzhou City only has a time for the establishment of a special zone, and we don't know the specific birthday of the city.
Everyone in Tianhua knows that there is Tianhuawei at the end of the Nine Rivers, with three floating bridges and two bends.
However, few people know that the Tianhe River that currently runs through Tianhua City is not Tianhua’s mother river.
The mother river of Tianhua is the Yellow River. Before the Xia and Shang dynasties, the six districts of the city and all the areas to the east were in the sea. The Yellow River broke its banks and flowed northward many times near the capital of southern Henan. It changed its course three times during the Xia Dynasty, the Western Han Dynasty, and the Northern Song Dynasty, and flowed into the sea from Tianhua.
Therefore, the entire Tianhua City is actually mostly the alluvial plain of the Yellow River, which also provided great convenience for the later excavation of the canal. Since the Republic of China period..."
Ren Xu had a very good relationship with Ren Hao when they were young. Now he has grown a lot compared to two years ago, and at this moment he feels like showing off his skills.
Not to mention Bai Song, even Liu Shuyuan, a native of Tianhua, didn't know about these ancient histories.
Chatting, eating and drinking, today finally brought the entire trip to a perfect end.
"Inspector Bai, next time you go on a business trip to southern Xinjiang, if you have any questions, just call me directly. I mean, you can call me 24 hours a day." Ren Hao drank a few glasses and talked more.
"Same! Tianhua always welcomes you!" Bai Song raised the cup and was about to drink when his cell phone rang.
Everyone fell silent. Bai Song sighed and said softly, "Zhuang Detachment." Then, Bai Song picked up the phone.
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