Riverside police

When Han Yu returned to the unit, he first needed to understand the various tasks of the branch during the business trip.

When Ding Shuguang and Sheng Baocheng finished talking about the murder that occurred in Xinghe Town, Dongqi City, Han Yu's first thought was not to commend Lao Zhu, but to go back to discuss with his senior sister and buy one for his parents and father-in-law. Reliable commercial medical insurance.

It's not easy for the Han family on both sides to survive today. My parents and father-in-law are getting older and older. If they get seriously ill, they will have to go to the hospital for treatment. After all the hard work, they can't fall back into poverty due to illness like others.

Chen Zikun didn't know what his immediate boss was thinking, so he smiled and said: "Good things don't go out, and embarrassing things spread thousands of miles." Secretary Xiao from Linghai heard about this and thought it was necessary to strengthen the management of the funeral industry. Considering that people died normally, it is impossible for forensic doctors to I went to conduct autopsies one by one. Even the police station could not arrange for police to go to the scene. I felt that the public security organs could not issue death certificates to people in a haphazard manner. Yesterday, I held a meeting with the Civil Affairs Bureau and the Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau. Next, we need to jointly strengthen the management of multiple funeral industries. Training for practitioners.”

"How did you know?"

"Yesterday I went to the Linghai Police Station and happened to meet Lao Shi who was going to the Development Zone Bureau to inspect the work. Lao Shi told me. Lao Shi said that they also planned to invite Uncle Zhu to give lectures and ask Uncle Zhu to give lectures to the funeral parlor. Relevant practitioners including makeup artists impart their experience.”

"How to distinguish between normal death and abnormal death?"

"Um."

"It's not like the Linghai Public Security Bureau doesn't have forensic doctors."

"The forensic doctors of the Linghai Public Security Bureau have definitely not seen as many dead people as Uncle Zhu, and there are some clues that cannot be discovered by examining the corpses. It is different for a collector like Uncle Zhu. He will rush to the deceased's home as soon as possible. , can grasp the situation of the deceased’s family, especially the deceased’s relatives, at the first time.”

"It makes sense." Han Yu nodded and said thoughtfully: "Secretary Xiao is so talented that he can think of this. No wonder Linghai's security has been so good in recent years."

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "I was born in a major, unlike Zhang Yidong before, who said he knew everything, but actually knew nothing. Moreover, Secretary Xiao has local work experience and has been the top leader of a township. He understands public security business and is courageous. "

Talking about Xiao Jianming, Linghai's political and legal secretary and public security director, Ding Shuguang suddenly remembered something: "Bureau Han, Luo Wenjiang may also want to take Xiao Jianming's path. Ma Jintao said he will be transferred soon."

"Where to go?" Han Yu asked curiously.

"It hasn't been announced yet. It seems that he will be transferred to a township in Changzhou as deputy secretary. The municipal bureau is worried about retaining people and always finds various excuses not to promote him. He can only find another way. To be precise, his father can only Help him find another way."

As soon as Ding Shuguang finished speaking, Sheng Baocheng raised his head and said, "I did a good job in the provincial department before, but I don't know what he thinks and insists on being transferred back."

"This cannot be entirely blamed on the municipal bureau," Han Yu smiled and said with emotion: "There are many local police officers but few positions. When selecting and appointing cadres, they can only be based on seniority. He is older than anyone else, and no one has seniority. Let him How to promote in the city bureau?”

Chen Zikun was transferred from the local police and was deeply touched by this: "Fortunately, he has a father who is county W secretary. No matter how capable others are, they can only continue to earn seniority, and there is no chance of being transferred to a township. "

After chatting about work and gossip for a while, Xiaoyu knocked on the door and walked in.

Chen Zikun and others all had their own things to do, so they all stood up to say goodbye.

Han Yumu saw off several colleagues, and while asking Xiaoyu to sit down, he asked with a smile: "Is something wrong?"

"Dried salted fish, I'm getting married on the 10th."

"I know, what's wrong?"

"are you going?"

"Isn't this nonsense? I'm an uncle, so I have to go no matter how busy I am."

"I'm an uncle too, and I want to have a wedding banquet too!"

For the wedding held in Donghai, relatives, friends and leaders and colleagues from Donghai are mainly invited. Only grandpa, grandma, two uncles, Lao Ge and Shi Niang from home are going. However, my sister and her husband also invited Yuzhen and Xiaoyu’s parents, as well as Zhang Er and his wife. After all, they were all in the East China Sea.

If Xiaoyu also goes, should we invite Dongdong’s old leaders and comrades from Linghai Reserve Camp?

Han Yu neither wanted to disrupt the plans of his sister and brother-in-law, nor did he want to affect the work of the branch, especially the SWAT team. He smiled and said: "Logically, you should go, but the problem is that after the Donghai side is finished, my sister and my brother-in-law will have to take them with us." Dongdong and Bingqian go back to Linghai to serve drinks. Then I will go to Hong Kong with Lao Huang to collect evidence. There must be someone in charge back home. "

"The person in charge?"

"My sister and my brother-in-law have been transferred to Donghai for so many years. Our hometown has changed so much. It's no exaggeration to say that we don't even know the road when we go to Linghai or Binjiang City. The time is so short. It's definitely not possible to rely on them alone."

"Isn't there Brother Han Shen?"

"Does Han Shen know Secretary Miao of the Port Authority? Does Han Shen know the leaders of the military division and the comrades in the Linghai Reserve Battalion?"

"That's true."

"Xiaoyu, how about we divide the work? I'll go to the East China Sea, and I'll help my sister here at home."

"Okay, leave this to me!"

"Then we agreed, I'll call my sister right away."

"I have her cell phone number. I'll call her. You go about your business. I'll leave first."

Wu Guoqun relied on coaxing, but he didn't expect Xiaoyu to coax him too.

After sending Xiaoyu away, Han Yuzheng found it funny that Fan Bureau, who was far away in Hanwu, actually called.

Han Yu quickly pressed the call button, raised his cell phone and said, "Hello, Director Fan. Director Fan, do you have any instructions?"

"Xianyu, why is Wu Guoqun back? Isn't your branch busy?"

"Director Fan, what happened to Political Commissar Wu?"

Director Fan looked at the bottle of red wine Wu Guoqun had just sent over, and said with a smile: "I went to France with you, and he acted like he had passed the imperial examination and returned home in glory. He came to the bureau early in the morning to show off. He sent red wine and cookies, and he looked so proud of himself. You should call him and ask him to go back early."

Although Han Yu had expected that Comrade Wu's return in glory would make a big fuss, he did not expect that he would alarm the director. He could not help but ask with a smile: "Director Fan, did he send red wine to others but not to you?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'm just curious."

"He sent it to me. He sent me a bottle as soon as he arrived, in front of so many people. It was not good for me to accept it, but it was not good for me not to accept it. Again, let him go back to Binjiang!"

The fact that the director personally made such a call shows how proud Comrade Wu was in the agency.

Han Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, I'll call and ask."

Comrade Lao Wu would not just give the souvenirs and leave. He was reporting to Deputy Director Ding and his arch-enemy Director Qiu of the Propaganda Department in the Political Department.

"Director Ding, Director Qiu, the first draft of "The First Post of the Yangtze River" has been completed. Director Yu Xiangqian of the Legal Affairs Committee of the Jiangnan Provincial People's Congress has given a high evaluation of the first draft. Secretary Chen, member of the Standing Committee of the Binjiang Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Bureau, also praised it highly. The Propaganda Minister of the Binjiang Municipal Party Committee even asked the comrades of the Propaganda Department to help us contact the publishing house."

Old Wu would not miss this opportunity to show off. Pointing to the manuscript on the desk, he said with a beaming face: "When I went on a business trip to France, Director Yu personally called to ask about the progress of the publication. When I was in transit in Hong Kong, the leaders of the Propaganda Department of the Binjiang Municipal Party Committee also called to ask how to organize the seminar after the publication and whether they should invite relevant experts and scholars."

It's either this leader or that leader, no It's France or Hong Kong...

Deputy Director Ding was overwhelmed and asked calmly: "Old Wu, what do you want to say?"

"Director Ding, this is our Changhang Public Security's business. People are taking it so seriously. Shouldn't we take it more seriously?"

"Don't you take it very seriously? Old Wu, you are an old comrade. We are relieved to have you around."

"This is not a matter of whether to be relieved or not!"

Comrade Old Wu was unhappy and said bluntly: "This book is to promote our Changhang Public Security. Either don't publish it, or at least publish 10,000 copies! Our branch purchased 2,000 copies, Binjiang City Bureau purchased 1,000 copies, and Linghai Public Security Bureau purchased 1,000 copies. Can the bureau help solve the remaining 6,000 copies?"

After a lot of trouble, it turned out to be a book seller!

Director Qiu couldn't help asking: "Old Wu, how do you plan to price this book? How much is it per copy?"

"Now the book number costs money, and the printing cost is high. Once the publisher is determined, I will help the bureau coordinate with the publisher and try to get a 40% discount for the bureau, about 20 yuan per copy."

"20 yuan per copy, the bureau will purchase 6,000 copies, which is 120,000!"

"We have so many branches, we can let each branch order it like subscribing to newspapers and magazines, and the police officers of the agency and the police and auxiliary police of each branch will each have a copy and study it carefully."

He dared to think that he could even bring the task to the bureau.

Deputy Director Ding would not be stupid enough to do such a thing that would increase the burden on the grassroots. Just when he was wondering how to get rid of Wu Guoqun, Wu Guoqun changed the subject: "Director Ding, Lao Qiu, regarding the work of strengthening the cultural construction of the police camp, I have contacted an enterprise in Binjiang and got some sponsorship. I plan to organize a themed essay contest of "I Love the Yangtze River" in the name of the bureau. The review fee and prize money will be paid by the enterprise, and the bureau only needs to put its name on it."

Just because you are interested in these things does not mean that we are equally interested. Besides, the name of the bureau is not something that anyone can put on it. You have to ask the leader for instructions and report.

Director Qiu was secretly complaining that Wu Guoqun was stubborn and only knew how to make trouble. Wu Guoqun said with a beaming face: "Director Ding, I have reported this to the leaders of the department and bureau, and the leaders of the department and bureau are very supportive. Binjiang's basic education is well done, and many big leaders have gone out. There are Binjiang people in the National Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles. I have contacted the leaders of the National Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and they are also very supportive, and are even willing to serve as judges for us for free."

Are you kidding me? The bureau didn't agree, and you actually reported it across levels!

Deputy Director Ding became more and more angry. He put the manuscript of "The First Post of the Yangtze River" aside and said calmly: "Old Wu, you just came back from France. You must be very tired after sitting on the plane for such a long time. As for the things you just mentioned, we have to study them first, and then report to the bureau leaders. Otherwise, you go back first, and I will call you when I have news."

"Director Ding, you always said that you didn't have the funds when I wanted to organize some activities before. Now that I have raised sponsorship, you want to study it again. Can you give me a definite answer, is the essay collection feasible?"

"This is not something that Lao Qiu and I can decide. We have already said You need to ask for instructions and report!"

"Lazy politics!"

"Wu Guoqun, what are you talking about?"

"I said you are lazy politics!"

"Wu Guoqun, you are an old party member and comrade, we respect you, but please respect yourself and don't always get ahead of others!"

"Who got ahead of others? I am just talking about the facts. Don't you need to ask for instructions and report? There is no need to be so troublesome. I will go to the bureau leader!"

"Wait."

"What's wrong?"

"Take your red wine away. We are all country bumpkins who have never been abroad and are not used to such good foreign wine."

"Take it away if you want. A dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know the kindness of a good person."

Wu Guoqun took the wine and slammed the door. Deputy Director Ding was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. Director Qiu looked at his back and cursed: "Who is he? It's just a trip to France at public expense. What's so great about it!"