don't be alone anymore

*no big problem at work*

……

"You went out for a run and bought something back?"

Wen Guodong was watching TV variety shows in the living room, and he was inevitably puzzled when his daughter came back from exercising with something in her hands.

But after Wen Guodong mentioned it, Wen Yang wanted to stuff the sanitary napkin deeper into his arms.

"No! Nothing, Dad! This... is the gift that Jian Muzi brought to me. I just gave it to me when I was running."

Wen Guodong changed his mind.

Maybe it's something that little girls like. His girl doesn't want her father to know her girlish heart, so she hides it.

Thinking of this level, Wen Guodong showed a rather generous look, "Okay, Dad knows~ You hurry back to your room, take a shower and sleep~"

It's a good thing that Wen Guodong didn't get to the bottom of it, otherwise when the set of day and night sanitary napkins appeared under the eyes of this father, both father and daughter would probably be quite embarrassed.

Back in the room, the sanitary napkin was stuffed deep in the closet.

What a gift that Jian Muzi brought me!

If she dares to give me a sanitary napkin as a gift...

I must!

I must...

"I must" what?

Officer Wen, who didn't say anything for a long time, lay down on the bed, wrapped the duvet in his arms, and rolled back and forth a few times.

It doesn't matter how dirty your sportswear is.

I didn't take a shower, and I didn't care about it.

……

After playing a ditty in the bathtub full of bubbles and humming for a long time, Officer Wen was very unhappy.

Jian Mumu will stay in the emergency center for another year!

yes!

After soaking to refresh his body, Officer Wen suddenly thought of a problem when he got out of the bathroom.

Why did the director of a hospital agree to let Jian Muzi stay in the emergency center for another year?

Jane Muzi...

Isn't he a senior talent specially hired by a hospital?

What's more, Wen Yang still remembered another piece of news Fade Chen had inquired about.

When Jian Muzi returned to China, Shuimu University School of Medicine also extended an invitation to her.

As long as Jian Muzi nods, she can sign a contract with the medical school to become a specially-appointed professor at any time.

Getting under the quilt, Wen Yang was still struggling with this matter.

She felt less joy just now, and more worried about Jian Muzi.

How dire is the living environment in the hospital next door?

Wouldn't it be a pity for someone like Jian Muzi to stay in the emergency center for a year and a half?

Before going to bed, Wen Yang sent a wechat/letter to Fade Chen.

She had to ask Fade Chen to help her find out more inside information.

……

At 5 o'clock in the morning, Wen Yang was woken up by the quarrel downstairs.

I thought it was a small dispute that would pass soon, but who would have thought that half an hour had passed and it still hadn't stopped.

The loud noises from the neighbors made Wen Yang sleepless.

Opening her eyelids lazily, she slowly moved to the balcony window.

Those who were arguing downstairs were the neighbors she had heard.

The grandma and aunt on the third floor, and the middle-aged couple on the fifth floor.

The reason why the quarrel became louder and louder was because grandma's loud daughter also joined the "battle".

Wen Yang gets along very occasionally with this aunt on weekdays.

Nothing else, but this aunt's voice is really amazing.

Even if it's just a simple chat, you can chat with high decibels like a quarrel.

Wen Yangju pulled the cotton mop and put on thick pajamas for himself.

"Dad, what happened to them? Why are they arguing?"

Wen Yang wiped his eyes and left the room, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Guodong who was "watching a play" lying on his stomach by the window sill in the living room.

Wen Guodong saw Wen Yang woke up,

"Do you remember that the old lady on the third floor planted vegetables in the flower bed in front of the unit door?"

Wen Yang thought about it, and it seemed that there was such a thing.

"The couple on the fifth floor picked a few vegetables secretly just now, but were caught on the spot by the old lady on the third floor! Didn't the old lady scold her twice before? She said that someone secretly picked her vegetables and threw them in the By the flower bed..."

Police officer Wen, who is busy with work, doesn't have a deep impression of such trivial matters, but hearing the unabated quarrel downstairs, she may find it difficult to forget in the future.

Especially when she suddenly heard the aunt on the third floor shout,

"I'll call 110! Let the police judge!"

"...Dad, you were also a policeman back then. After seeing the excitement for so long, you didn't even think about taking care of it?"

Wen Yang was very speechless about his father's act of standing on the sidelines, but Wen Guodong was not in the slightest affected by Wen Yang's provocative methods.

"Your father was doing anti-drug work, and he didn't care about civil disputes. And what's the point of this battle? The point is the war between women! I don't want to participate!"

Wen Yang rolled his eyes, leaned close to the window sill, opened the window, and shouted downstairs, "Auntie, grandma, stop making noise! ​​Don't call 110!"

"...Hey, Wen Yang is at home? Wen Yang is the policeman! Let her judge us!"

……

The neighbors on the third floor and the neighbors on the fifth floor, although it can't be said that "the palms of the hands and the back of the hands are full of meat", but the old saying "I don't see you when I look up, I see you when I look down" is always true.

Wen Yang knew that she had caused trouble for herself.

But just call 110 for such a trivial matter?

Instead of bothering other colleagues to come over and deal with this kind of parental squabble, it's better for her to go downstairs and work harder.

The old lady who is nearly 80 years old still has sharp legs and feet.

As soon as Wen Yang walked out of the unit, the other party quickly walked a few steps, grabbed Wen Yang and began to complain bitterly about the "shameless" behavior of the couple on the fifth floor.

A good vegetable was plucked before it grew.

Who doesn't feel bad on whom?

The husband and wife on the fifth floor are equally unrelenting.

I don't have to be afraid of the police when they come, let alone my own police neighbors.

"You also live in our building. Tell me about it yourself. The old lady reclaimed the good flower beds and planted vegetables. From time to time, I also poured some fertilizer. My house can smell the fat smell when I live on the fifth floor. How is it plausible? This is obviously a public area, and she has been hired to grow vegetables by herself, do you have any sense of public morality?"

"You don't have a sense of public morality! Did my mother grow vegetables in your house? When we planted vegetables, we made an agreement with the first floor, and the neighbors on the first floor agreed. What's the matter with you?"

"The people on the first floor are afraid of offending you! If you don't look up and look down, what can they say about you!"

Seeing Wen Yang come down, the middle-aged man on the fifth floor also joined the battle, "...and in that unit building, your family put rubbish in such a large public area. If your family wants to collect waste and sell it Money is fine, but put it in your own home, don’t take up space in the unit building! The whole unit is full of people, and the road at the door is almost blocked by you! You have no sense of public morality at all!”

……

I have to say that on these two points, the grandma on the third floor didn't take advantage of it at all.

Every time Wen Yang went home and passed the small "garbage collection place", he felt unsightly, and even Wen Guodong complained more than once.

The corridors of other units are very clean, only our unit is messy and full of waste products.

Wen Yang really wanted to talk about this with his grandma on the third floor, but how to solve this problem?

Don't let grandma collect waste?

Is there such a law?

Frankly speaking, the current reuse of recyclable resources across the country is basically achieved through these "reluctant" and "thrifty" old people.

Chinese people have almost no awareness of garbage classification, and the garbage disposal department has even less awareness of classification.

Don't expect the driver who drives the same garbage truck and recycles all the garbage to sort it out for you.

Of course Wen Yang can understand grandma's "frugality", her own grandma is also such an old lady.

I am used to frugality, and I can't see recyclable waste that can be exchanged for money being treated as garbage.

If the grandma on the third floor lives on the first floor, I'm afraid she won't put the waste in the corridor to take up space.

But the family lives on the third floor, and there is no elevator on the third floor. It is not realistic for an 80-year-old lady to move the recycled waste up there.

When Wen Yang was still hesitating how to judge right from wrong, he noticed the familiar patrol car out of the corner of his eye.

It seems that Wen Yang's stop just now did not stop the person who wanted to call 110.

One stopped, but the other called 110 when she went downstairs.

When the two police officers of the patrol detachment saw their colleagues appearing at the scene of the alarm, they were taken aback for a moment, and then smiled helplessly at Wen Yang when they heard the reason for the alarm explained by the caller.

Wen Yang was extremely embarrassed.

She could only help the grandmother on the third floor to go to the door of the unit building for a chat, while the other two colleagues took the couple on the fifth floor to the opposite direction.

In short, let's play fifty big boards each first.

When the police deal with this kind of parental shortcoming, they can only do so.

The disputes among the ordinary people who are fighting lawsuits will never involve the matter of going online, so how can the police be arbitrarily adjudicated?

Calling 110 or calling the police is nothing more than a waste of police resources for a momentary dispute.

Can the police really judge you?

Can you really be convinced after the judgment?

If it's something you've been convinced for a long time, why did you call the police?

After wasting a few minutes downstairs at Wen Yang's house, two colleagues from the patrol detachment drove away.

Before leaving, colleagues kindly helped Wen Yang inform the staff of the community district committee.

In many cases, the frontline policemen and the staff of the neighborhood committees are like relatives.

After all, there are not a few parts where the work of the two parties overlaps.

The director of the neighborhood committee who lived in the same community rushed over after receiving the notice.

The elderly aunt with the title of director of the neighborhood committee speaks more effectively than the police who call 110 and the neighbors who are policemen.

The director of the neighborhood committee also adopted the same solution in the end, and each party hit [-] boards, which made Wen Yang's two neighbors withdraw their troops.

The couple on the fifth floor paid 10 yuan for those vegetables.

The old lady on the third floor promised that she would never grow vegetables in flower beds again.

The waste in the corridor of the unit was then sent to the waste recycling station by the old lady.

After that, people in the unit building never saw the old lady on the third floor piling up waste products in the corridor.

……

"Why, it's useless for you to go down?"

Seeing Wen Yang heading back home, Wen Guodong brought out breakfast from the kitchen.

Wen Yang lazily sat down at the dining table,

"...I really never thought about it before, the colleagues in the patrol detachment deal with these things every day..."

Wen Guodong smiled when he heard the sound,

"Do you still remember what your teacher told you back then? Wen Yang, if you want to exercise your patience, you should be a police patrol. Only when you arrived at the patrol detachment did you realize that you really exercise patience?"

"There is also emotional intelligence... I suddenly felt that the masters in the team must have very high emotional intelligence, otherwise how would they handle so many trivial matters..."

"What about you? Why did you suddenly apply to be transferred to the patrol detachment? Stay in your economic investigation detachment to handle the case, isn't it good?"

Wen Yang's hand to peel the egg paused.

At the beginning...it was indeed the patrol detachment that she applied for transfer on her own initiative.

But the reason is that the father at the table has no idea.

In the entire Public Security Bureau, only Director Zheng and Gu Yanming from the anti-narcotics detachment knew about it.

And none of them would tell Wen Guodong the reason behind this incident.

"Hey, Dad, I said it. I really think it's too boring to deal with economic cases all day long, so I applied to be transferred to the patrol detachment... I can be needed by the people every day at least now, it's not good okay?"

"Better so."

……

After a whole morning, under Wen Yang's entrustment, Fade Chen lived up to everyone's expectations and found out more gossip about Jian Muzi.

It turned out that it was the former director of a hospital and the former director of cardiac surgery who sincerely invited Jian Muzi to return to China.

And the former director of cardiac surgery of a hospital is now the new director of a hospital.

Knowing this relationship, Wen Yang felt a little relieved.

At least it can be proved that Jian Muzi is on the dean's side.

The dean shouldn't have any major problems with the scheduling of his own people's work.

……

The author has something to say:

Let me sort out Wen Yang's police time for everyone: he majored in investigation at the Public Security University. After graduation, he was admitted to the Beicheng Public Security Bureau and worked in the Economic Investigation Detachment for several years.

Before 2015 (the specific time is currently unknown), I met Jian Muzi in London.

From 2015 to 2016, I met Jiang Chen, Jian Ting, Qiao Mujun, etc. during the case handling.

In the summer of 2016 (June-July), he was transferred to the patrol detachment.