Police Chen Shu

The police are on the front line of dealing with ordinary people, and frictions, quarrels, and misunderstandings are often intertwined.

On a larger scale, the demolition work of the government is not going well, the people are not satisfied with the compensation, and the police cooperate in a unified action; the boss runs away due to unpaid wages, and the migrant workers gather to ask the government for wages, and the police are responsible for stopping and appeasing them.

To put it mildly, there are many fines for car violations, deductions for fines, and non-refundable money for telecom fraud. If things go on like this, the police will gradually become an outlet for social conflicts.

In case of robbery, you yell "robbed, someone robbed" and pedestrians flee away in fear of avoiding it; Reporters from the local media, as well as colorful trolls who came out of nowhere, filmed, recorded, and broadcast live.

this is the truth.

Zhengming District Public Security Bureau, Inspectorate Brigade, Complaint Center

"Hey, have you heard? A policeman in our bureau is on the hot search today!"

"I know! It's Chen Shu from the Zhongshan Institute. Have you watched the video of him beating someone?"

"Look. The beating was severe enough. I don't know if the man was injured. If there is a broken bone or something, I think Chen Shu will go to jail!"

"Hehe, I've heard about this a long time ago. The police team in their cell was blown up, but Chen Shu was lucky. According to the detainees that day, the person who was beaten was not injured at all."

"Oh, there's still so much noise on the Internet!"

"Those trolls are only afraid that the world will not be chaotic. But then again, according to the policemen who have gone online, I think the final result must be dismissal. I heard that he just mentioned the deputy director."

"What kind of deputy director? Sheriff Grid! But he's also a deputy. This person's background is Bureau Zhang. This time, Bureau Zhang got slapped in the face."

snort! You have today too!

Let you be so embarrassing back then!

Deng Xiaochao sat in the corner, listening to the police assistants in the complaint center chatting about Chen Shu's gossip, feeling happy in his heart.

At this moment, when I heard everyone talking about the bureau leader, I got up and said, "What are you chewing on, does it hurt to be idle? Get to work quickly."

Speaking of this, Deng Xiaochao suddenly felt a palpitation. He frowned, and while pretending to go to the workbench, he sneaked a glance at Lynch who was sitting by the window.

Seeing that the other party was only flicking and pulling on his mobile phone, there was nothing unusual, so he was relieved.

He secretly sent the report video to the Internet. He used several newly registered accounts, and the associated mobile phone number was also a non-real-name black card that he entrusted a friend in the traffic police detachment publicity department to do in the early years. It should not be discovered .

etc!

Unless someone with a heart connects the traffic police-related posts he sent through the online accounts associated with these mobile phone numbers a few years ago with this sneaky beating video.

Compare again, the time when he was transferred from the traffic police detachment to the inspector brigade.

It will be revealed soon!

Thinking of this, Deng Xiaochao shuddered, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, walked back to his desk quickly, took out the mobile phone in the drawer, and deleted the posts and videos he sent last night one by one.

"Fortunately, fortunately I found it! Anyway, the momentum has been created, so it doesn't matter if you delete it now." He comforted himself.

Here, Lynch sat in his seat, bathed in the sun, looking at the information on the phone screen, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

It was a message from his fellow comrades who worked in the network surveillance.

"I checked the accounts you sent over, and some of them were associated with mobile phones that only posted positive posts about the traffic police a few years ago. But these trolls are not members of our online review team. I guess it should be from the traffic police."

"Crack."

He pressed the lock screen button, took Deng Xiaochao's resume placed aside, and began to read it carefully.

Dongzhou TV Station, "Yang Shuo News" column group office

"Sister Yang, didn't we meet this policeman last time when we went to his police station to shoot a show?" Photographer Xiao Zhao asked Zhang Yang, who was busy reviewing news materials, pointing at the phone screen.

Zhang Yang has been busy handing over "Yang Shuo News" for the past few days, and he doesn't use his mobile phone to watch the news. When he heard the words of his colleagues, the resolute face of the young policeman at that time appeared in his mind.

"I'm a cop, but not a Virgin!"

At this moment, when I recall it at first glance, the lingering sound is lingering, as if it was just yesterday.

She stretched her head over and looked at photographer Xiao Zhao's cell phone.

In the video, a man in a black coat is holding an iron rod on the side of the street and beating another man who is curled up on the ground with his head in his hands and wearing yellow overalls from a delivery company.

Xiao Zhao saw Zhang Yang's attention, and continued to explain: "This video was posted last night, and it was spread on the Internet at that time. Everyone said that the police beat people indiscriminately, which is inhumane. Just now the Public Security Bureau issued a notice saying that The man who was beaten is the current suspect who was arrested on suspicion of robbery with a knife."

He shrugged his shoulders as he said, "It's been so long, what's the use of talking about it now? You let the person in front of you who sprayed so much slap yourself in the face?"

Zhang Yang pointed out the comments on the right side of the video, and saw that there were indeed rows of comments questioning the abuse of power by the police, or the excessive use of force, and there were even comments clamoring that even if the police catch criminals, they should not use force. .

"Convince people with virtue." Zhang Yang pointed to the message and smiled.

"Sister Yang, they thought the police were playing a game when they arrested people. If it's their house that was robbed, let's see if they're still interested in it."

Zhang Yang pushed the phone back to Xiao Zhao: "Go and do it first, I'll take a look by myself."

She took out her mobile phone and deftly opened a series of local news apps or social software, all of which were denunciations of the beatings by the police at the Zhongshan Police Station, occasionally mixed with some reasonable discussions, but they were fleeting.

Close the application, call out the address book and dial out, before the other party picks up the phone, quickly walk to an empty corner outside the office.

"Hello, Uncle Ma, I'm Xiao Yang."

"Hey, you still know me. Yes, I want to ask you someone?"

"Well, yes, it's the policeman in your bureau. It's not for interviews or news materials, but I just want to ask you how this person is."

"The name is Chen Shu, from the Zhongshan Police Station. I want to know how he is."

". So hard? The number of hits in the world first?"

"Oh, you drove directly into the kidnapper's car by yourself? Is he all right?"

"He's in charge of homicide at the same police station?"

"A money-scattering boy on duty?"

"What! He went to your place today and distributed a durian to everyone in the office? Didn't he get into trouble today, why is he still acting like nothing happened?"

"Oh, I was called by the director to wait in the bureau. It's really interesting to visit you when you have nothing to do."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Ma. Then I'll hang up. Goodbye!"

Zhang Yang held back a smile and hung up the phone. It turned out that when everyone regarded the police-related public opinion as the most important thing, the person involved was wandering around as if nothing had happened.

"This is a feast to entertain the public. They have selling points, traffic, exposure, a sense of exhilaration, and food and drink to talk about. The only person who is injured is the inexplicably infamous policeman."

She stuffed her phone into her pocket and leaned against the window, crossing her arms and looking at the bustling city outside the TV station building. Under the calm appearance, a passionate plan was brewing.

Under the general trend, she decided to go against the current.