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Recently, Shang Chu has deeply felt that time is indeed relative, once he has this idea of ​​"what comes, it will be safe", the days will go very fast like putting on wheels.His small book on duty was full of half a book, and the black fountain pen had a new refill. Song Yao said that his fingers were getting more and more stable when taking fingerprints. He also said that Bai Aize had participated in the New Criminal Investigator Jointly organized by the four districts of the capital. In the technical competition, he was the only intern who broke the rules and competed with dozens of elite police officers selected from various bureaus, and finally won the second prize in one fell swoop. Because of his outstanding performance at a young age, the organizer also awarded him an extra Awarded the "Most Potential Rising Star Award"...

It was the beginning of August when Song Yao talked about it, and a month had passed since his internship. Shang Chu stood in front of the window, looking at the men and women who were drinking and punching in the snack street, and smiled slightly, feeling a strong feeling in his heart. He knew that his Alpha was the strongest, and he didn't even need to close his eyes to see Bai Aize's upright figure standing on the podium as the youngest contestant.At the same time, there was a bit of bitterness on the back of his tongue. He kept his envy and disappointment in his heart, but there were times when he couldn't help it. He couldn't help but wonder what if he also participated in the competition?How would he behave if it was him?

At the end of the call, Song Yao asked as usual how you were doing, Shang Chu dusted off the cigarette ash, and said lightly that it was all right.

Hanging up the phone call from the capital, Shangchu looked at the crowded barbecue stalls downstairs, there were young people who had just finished their cram school for supper, there were young people who were drinking after working overtime to decompress, and there were some young people who came for a few drinks while taking a walk Middle-aged people, some in T-shirts, some in hot pants, some in short skirts, some in Hanfu, some with ponytails, some bald, some bald, some dyed yellow Mao's people...everyone is an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary. They repeat the same walking route day after day. For trifles, the pointer on the clock is moving forward, but the footsteps seem to be stagnant, and the entire trajectory of life can be seen at a glance.

Shang Chu pinched out the butt of the cigarette, wiped his face heavily with both palms, and took a deep breath.

He seems to be falling into such an ordinary life, he seems to be getting used to this ordinary life, but he has to admit that he is still very afraid, he is afraid of the ordinary, he is afraid of being lost in the ordinary crowd In the middle of the show, he was afraid that Bai Aize would stand on the podium full of flowers, and he would never see him again.

What to do? What to do? What to do......

The brain seems to automatically put this question into a minefield. Shangchu feels a headache when he thinks about it, as if there is a taut string in his brain being forcibly fiddled with, and he can’t get any answer, no matter how hard he tries, he can only sink deeper Self-torture, he has now exercised a strong self-resolving ability, he put it aside when he couldn't figure it out, so he closed the window, took the medicine and fell asleep.

In the afternoon of the second day, the operator Xiaofang answered the phone, and the other party just opened his mouth, but Xiaofang didn't even ask for the information, stood up and shouted at Shangchu: "Xiaoshang, you have a case!"

"...Why come again?" Shang Chu put down the document in his hand, raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

The case Xiaofang mentioned was the old lady who lost the cat in Lane [-], Shanglong Street. Since Shang Chu went there for the first time a month ago, the old lady would come to report the case two or three times almost every week, saying that the cat at home had disappeared. Lost, everyone thought that Shang Chu had already been there anyway, and he was familiar with the way, so they simply let him go again.

After so many times, the old lady called Shang Chu to find the cat by name. Everyone in the bureau joked that Xiao Shang was doing private work outside. Shang Chu himself was very helpless, and he really didn't bother to care about this crap. , how can someone lose cats so frequently, once in three or four days, I guess this old lady herself doesn't care about her own cats, and this old lady has sharp teeth, she is really not flattering .But if you really don't care about it, Shangchu feels panicked again, always feels a little bit sorry, and always bites the bullet in the end.

"Again! This is the second time this week, right?" The intern next door leaned over to gloat, "I wonder if that old woman cheated on you?"

"Who knows, I'm handsome." Shang Chu smiled wryly.

"I'll go! She's an old lady in her 70s! You can't rely on your good looks to be such a beast!"

"Fuck you!" Shang Chu kicked him with a smile, and said to Xiaofang, "Here we come!"

He put his ID on, packed his things and was just about to set off when Xu Long came over in a hurry and greeted Shang Chu and another intern: "Hurry up, go to the round table hall to attend lectures, experts from Liuzhou hold lectures, and there are only There are ten or so, and Lao Xie specially typed up an application to let the two of you listen in!"

"But..." Shang Chu pointed to Xiaofang, "I have to go out now..."

"Now?" Xu Long came to his senses immediately, "It's that old lady who lost the cat on Shanglong Street again, right? Xiaofang, you send another person on duty there, and I'll take it away!"

"Okay, Brother Long," Xiaofang nodded, and immediately said to the other end of the phone, "Grandma, Officer Xiaoshang is busy with something, we will give you another..."

Shang Chu hesitated in his heart. Seeing him standing still, Xu Long pushed him on the shoulder and urged, "Why are you standing there? Let's go! Oh, isn't it just a cat that climbed a tree? Who will go?" It's all the same! Besides, didn't you think you were overqualified for this job?"

Seeing Xiaofang hung up the phone, probably sent someone else, Shang Chu pursed his lips, then took his notebook and followed Xu Long away.

"Let's go," another intern followed with his laptop in his arms, and said excitedly to Shang Chu in a low voice while trotting, "I saw the announcement of the lecture in the public mail a few days ago, and the person who came was the Liuzhou police. My big cow, now I'm concentrating on criminal profiling, I wanted to sign up, but the number of places is really small, we interns don't have permission to participate, I really want to thank the team for this opportunity..."

Xu Long led the way ahead, turned his head and asked, "Why? Are you interested in profiling?"

"Of course!" The intern nodded heavily, and said clearly, "In the past, criminal investigation skills were not good enough, and I don't know how many cases were unsolved. Now that technology is advanced, the higher-ups are starting to pay more attention to unsolved cases. For unsolved unsolved cases, profiling can be of great help! The future trend must be that traditional criminal investigation methods and criminal profiling will be more and more closely combined! Director Ma from Liuzhou is a master in this field, and his name is astonishing! A leading figure in the School of Criminal Psychology, who has published more than a dozen first-level papers..."

"The book is pretty good," Xu Long interrupted him, then raised his chin at Shang Chu, "Are you interested?"

Shang Chu remembered the phone call just now, and was a little dazed: "What?"

"Ask if you are interested in profiling," the intern reminded him, "Why are you so absent-minded..."

"I don't really understand." Shang Chu answered truthfully.

The chief police officer ranks psychology-related courses including profiling in the upper grades, and only juniors can take related courses.In the final analysis, the root of profiling lies in "inferring the internal psychology through the external behavior of criminals". Deciphering the external behavior corresponds to traditional criminal investigation technology, and the underlying technology is not solid. To build a castle in the air, the lower grades should honestly lay the foundation, so Shang Chu really didn't understand this aspect.

"You are quite honest," Xu Long smiled, "Only you, do you have any thoughts about this field and this expert?"

The three of them walked to the door of the round table conference room, Shang Chu stopped, frowned and said: "The acting in the movie is quite mysterious, this expert has heard the name in the freshman theoretical class, I don't know what research he has done, I have no idea .”

"Okay, then come and talk to me after listening." Xu Long slowly opened the door of the meeting room.

A lecture lasted for nearly four hours. This Director Ma was indeed a leading figure in the field. Although Shang Chu had only a half-knowledge of the method he proposed, he couldn't help feeling that it was really powerful in his heart.During the process, Director Ma asked a few questions. Seeing that there were two interns on the roster, he asked them to answer by name. The other intern might have watched too many American TV shows, so he talked about those bizarre cases with hype; After all, Shang Chu was young and inexperienced, so he couldn't answer anything profound, so he said a few words based on what he knew. Director Ma was very interested in his answer, and praised him for his tricky perspective on the question, so he followed along. The "fur" he just mentioned has been deepened, leading to a new behavioral research framework.

After the lecture was over, it was almost six in the evening. Shang Chu closed his notebook and hurried out of the meeting room. He didn’t know why, but he was always thinking about the old lady. It's the same for anyone with such a big deal, but he just can't settle down.

He quickly ran to the front hall and asked Xiaofang, "Did someone be sent from Shanglong Street?"

"Nope," Xiaofang said without looking up, busy sorting out the visitor records, "I just said to send another person to her, but within a few minutes she called again and said no, saying that the cat has been found." No need to go there."

Shang Chu frowned: "I found it? It took only a few minutes, how could I find it?"

"That's what the old lady said," Xiaofang shrugged, "Oh, don't worry about it so much, if the owner says you don't need it, then you don't need it!"

"But......"

Just as Shang Chu was about to say something, Xie Jun and Xu Long came down the stairs: "Boy, come here."

"Thank you, Captain," Shang Chu walked over, "Is there something wrong?"

Xie Jun patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Take you to talk to Lao Ma."

"Director Ma?" Shang Chu raised his eyebrows, "Talk to me?"

What is there to talk about between a master in the industry and an intern who doesn't know much about him?

Seeing his stupefied look, Xu Long said bitterly, "Your brain is usually very active, but now you don't have any brains! Captain Xie means to recommend you, do you understand?"

When he said that, Shang Chu immediately reacted, and asked unexpectedly and pleasantly: "Really?"

"Nonsense!" Xu Long laughed at him, "Have fun, you silly boy!"

Shangchu pursed his lips nervously, not saying that he wanted to seek a relationship or something. With Director Ma’s position, if he could chat with him for a few more words, he would be considered to have learned something new. If he was lucky, he might not be sure. If you can ask for a letter of recommendation, it will be of great help to Shangchu whether he wants to continue his studies, study academics or go to a bureau for development in the future.

"The old horse is also quite interested in you," Xie Jun smiled, and wiped away the folds of Shang Chu's collar, "Let's go."

Shang Chu nodded, followed up the stairs, and just walked out of a few steps, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

"What?" Xie Jun asked.

Shang Chu closed his eyes: "How long?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xu Long rolled his eyes, "Is it in time for dinner? Captain Xie and Director Ma have made an appointment for a meal, and I will take you there with me."

Dinner?Which means it won't be over for a few hours...

Seeing his hesitation, Xie Jun asked, "What's the matter? Have you made an appointment?"

"No," Shang Chu shook his head, "it's fine."

Going up to the third floor, Shang Chu turned his head and looked out of the window when he was passing through the corridor. It was a dark summer night, the setting sun cast a brilliant golden light, the cicadas on the camphor tree kept barking, and a wild cat walked leisurely in the yard. come and go.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he stopped again: "Captain Xie, Brother Long, I won't go."

Xie Jun turned around and asked him, "Why?"

"I..." Shang Chu gritted his teeth, "My cat is still alive."

"Isn't it?" Xu Long suddenly raised his voice and said in disbelief, "Didn't Xiaofang say that you don't need to worry about it?"

Xie Jun looked at Shang Chu, and asked in a deep voice: "A cat and a highly respected expert, have you weighed it clearly?"

As soon as the suffocated words were uttered, the small stone that had been stuck in his heart finally moved away, Shang Chu let out a sigh of relief, stood up straight and said, "Think clearly."

"I remember that you were very disgusted with this kind of thing, and said that this kind of task is a waste of time," Xie Jun asked again, "Have you changed your mind now?"

Shang Chu was taken aback, looked down at his instep, and replied: "I don't know, I just..."

"What is it?" Xie Jun asked.

"I remember you said that those who make police pictures have peace of mind." Shang Chu looked up at him, frowning, "I'm not sure."

"I'm not going to see Director Ma today," Xie Jun couldn't tell whether he agreed or disagreed in his voice, "Maybe there will be no such good opportunities in the future."

"I know." Shang Chu smiled.

Xie Jun looked at Shang Chu fixedly, and after a few seconds he raised his hand: "Go, don't forget to write the police record."

"Yes!" Shang Chu saluted, turned around and ran away.

"Just let this kid go? For a cat?" Xu Long raised his eyebrows and asked.

Under the floor-to-ceiling windows, Shang Chu's figure running out of the yard is brisk and agile, like a little leopard out of a cage.

Xie Jun smiled and shook his head: "If he wants to go, let him go."

"What did Director Ma say? Didn't Director Ma just tell you that this kid is interesting, and asked you to take him there to meet him?"

"What else can I say," Xie Jun put his hands behind his back, "Just say to save the cat!"

Shangchu arrived at the third lane of Shanglong Street familiarly, and saw the old lady sitting on a bench under a tree, looking at the children playing at the intersection in the distance, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Grandma, where's your niece? I heard from my colleagues that you found it?" Shang Chu saw her back from a distance, and raised his voice to ask.

When the old lady heard his voice, her cloudy eyeballs moved, and she stood up tremblingly.

"Where's your baby girl?" Shang Chu ran to her, gasping for breath, and looked around a few times, "You took her home?"

"No!" The old lady said and patted him on the arm, "Isn't this on a tree! Why don't you hurry up and save my daughter!"

"It hurts—" Shang Chu clutched his arms, glanced at the white cat nestled in the tree, and muttered, "Didn't you call the bureau to find it?"

"You're still talking nonsense!" The old lady stared, stretched out her hand and twisted the back of Shang Chu's hand, "It's so late! If my daughter is freezing, I will—"

"Desperate, right?" Shang Chu learned to answer quickly, took out the linen gloves from his trouser pocket, put them on, climbed up the tree in twos and twos, grabbed the cat in his arms, and the old lady opened her hands underneath and said: "Take it easy! Squeeze my daughter to death and I will fight you hard!"

The white cat struggled violently in his arms, and Shang Chu didn't know what it was like for a domestic cat to run away all day long. After getting off the tree, he handed the cat to the old lady: "Hey, I've told you so many times, Close the doors and windows at home, your cat is not a law-abiding cat, you have to take care of it at home!"

"What do you mean, you!" The old lady stomped her foot, "You blame me! It's because you came late. If you hadn't come so late, why would my old woman suffer this here?"

"Cheng Chengcheng, blame me, blame me," Shang Chu couldn't do anything about this savage old lady, and took out a notebook and a signature pen, "It's still the same, just sign in the confirmation column."

The old lady signed, but Shang Chu was stopped when he was about to leave: "What's wrong?"

"My daughter is hurt!" The old lady pointed to the small cut made by a tree branch on the white cat's left front leg, and said confidently, "It's all your fault!"

Shang Chu pointed to his nose: "Why are you blaming me?"

"You blamed yourself just now," the old lady curled her lips, "Young people can't just turn their backs just because they say they are wrong, they are very bad!"

Shang Chu sighed helplessly, drooped his shoulders and said, "Then I'll pay you money, how much does your daughter think the injury is? Is two hundred enough?"

"I don't want your stinky money!" the old woman said cursingly, "My old woman doesn't want your money!"

"Then I'm leaving?" Shang Chu said.

"No!" The old lady clung to him, "You compensate my daughter!"

Anyway, it was off work now, and Shang Chu was not in a hurry, went to a nearby pet store to buy medicine powder and medical bandages, and bandaged the cat's wound when he came back.

The old lady sat next to him, and she didn't stop when she opened her mouth. Sometimes she said how pitiful my daughter is, and sometimes she scolded Shang Chu for coming so late for hurting her daughter.

Shang Chu got annoyed, and asked casually, "Grandma, don't your family think you talk too much?"

The old lady was taken aback, and her voice stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Shang Chu raised his head and asked when she heard her suddenly stop talking.

The old lady turned her eyes away, looked at the group of children running around in the distance, paused for a few seconds, and then shouted: "Is it wrapped! If there is anything wrong with my niece, I will fight you desperately!"

After treating the wound of the little white cat, Shang Chu left. He didn't go far, turned around and looked at the old lady sitting on the bench, holding the white cat in her arms, sitting quietly. You can't see any noise at all.

For some reason, Shang Chu had a thought, went to a small shop nearby and asked for a pack of cigarettes, pretending to ask the boss casually: "Do you know the old lady? It's the one under the tree over there, sitting there all day, quite Strange."

"Her!" The boss looked around, "Isn't it just the old woman in the opposite neighborhood? Everyone in this area knows her."

Shang Chu lit a cigarette: "Where are her family members? Why haven't I seen you?"

The boss's expression changed, and he said in a low voice, "Her wife died long ago, and her son was in a car accident a few years ago. The family of three died on the spot, and she was the only one left in their family. It's very pitiful."

Shang Chu paused, he didn't expect to hear this answer.

"Her grandson was only your age when her grandson went there. Oh, don't tell me, I think you look a bit like her grandson when you ask me so," the boss said, feeling wrong, so he hurriedly said, " Don't be angry, I don't mean you look like a dead person, I mean..."

"I know," Shang Chu's throat was sour, and he smiled, "It's okay."

"Her grandson seems to be studying in the police academy. He is very promising, but it's a pity..." The boss sighed, and then said, "This old lady walks around all day long, and she has to tell everyone what she sees. In other words, it is estimated that there is no living thing at home, it is too lonely, but we don't like to talk to her, we are all busy, how can we have time to talk to an old lady all day long!"

"No living thing?" Shang Chu frowned, "Didn't she raise a white cat?"

"Ah?" The boss looked again, "That white cat? No, it's a stray cat with a bad temper. It's amazing at climbing trees. It jumps up and down..."

It turned out to be a stray cat.

Shang Chu looked at the back of the old lady, her thin gray hair was tied loosely behind her head, and there were two black hairpins stuck behind her ears.

I don't know how many years, she just sat there like this, looking at the direction of the intersection, as if just looking at it could wait for the person she was looking forward to to come home.

Shang Chu sighed, put out his cigarette, asked for another piece of gum, chewed a few mouthfuls and spit it out.

"Grandma, don't call the police in the future."

A young man's familiar voice came from behind the old lady. She turned her head and saw Shang Chu standing on the back of the chair.

"This is my cell phone number." Shang Chu handed her a piece of gum wrapper with a string of numbers written on the back, "If you want to see me, just dial this number."

The old lady was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Who wants to see you! What are you talking about!"

"If I don't work overtime in the future, I will come to see you in the evening and chat with you, okay?" Shang Chu said with a smile.

"You..." The old lady stared at him blankly, and said firmly, "I called the police when my daughter was lost!"

"Yes, yes, then I will often come here to help you find your nannie, this time, okay?" Shang Chu stretched out his hand and scratched the white cat's chin.

The old lady didn't speak, and raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Shang Chu returned to the dormitory on a shared bicycle, the sky was getting dark, he stepped on the line of day and night rotation, and stepped on the pedal very fast.

In the distance is the sun that is about to sink into the horizon, orange-red, like a salted egg yolk that is dripping with oil.

Shang Chu rode towards the direction of the sun, and he felt a flame throbbing in his body.

For the first time, he really felt that he was needed.

It's his job to save a cat, not to be with a granny who has tragically lost her family, but someone needs him.

He stepped on the pedal faster and faster, and the setting sun cast a long shadow behind him.

He wrote down a lot of trivial things in his duty book. A boy with a transvestite became tired of studying because of being isolated. He hid in an Internet cafe for several days and nights, and his family reported his disappearance; Not being understood by her family, she went to the street with a loudspeaker to hold a "parade wedding". Someone reported these two perverted nuisances; a young Omega was harassed by an Alpha in a bar, and the Alpha claimed that she came to the bar wearing such short pants. In order to attract attention, the two quarreled more and more, until they reached the police station in the middle of the night; a blind teenager led a guide dog to the subway, but the dog just shook his head, startling an old man. A family member beat the guide dog to death. After the teenager called the police, he held the dog's body and cried for a long time at the subway station...

It is his duty to find boys who are tired of studying, but it is not his duty to tell the boy "your preferences are just unique, not weird at all"; Will go to their real wedding is not; warn the Alpha in the bar that "as long as the other party does not agree is sexual harassment" is his duty, but lend that Omega a pair of trousers to let her go home safely is not; punish several pairs of guides It is his responsibility to be the culprit who raped the dog, but it is not to lead the boy to the institution to apply for a guide dog...

Shang Chu always felt that he had done nothing, but it turned out that he had done so much, because someone needed him.

If there is anything that makes him feel that such an ordinary life has a little meaning, it is that he is really needed.

He is a policeman, a sharp sword, as long as someone needs him, no matter how far away, no matter how trivial things, he will go.

When the last golden light disappeared, Shang Chu stood on the ground with one foot and stopped in the middle of the path.

The sun had completely sunk into the horizon, but Shang Chu clearly felt that there was a sun in his chest, rising slowly.