Detective Training Manual

The next day... During the rush hour of the morning shift, the road was blocked like a patient with a myocardial infarction, yelling, car screaming, rubbing temples in the cab and repeating complaints. Everything was as usual. . In the slightest, a life was killed on this street just the night before.

　　 Zhou Xiaoling, a woman who is just about to reach the pinnacle of her career, the young and beautiful figure on the silver screen does not know how many people can arouse the yearning for beauty.

　　 Well, no matter how beautiful she is, no one will remember her in half a month.

　　 because she died.

　　 died in a small alley on the 175th street, fell down a building and died, so strong... and beauty naturally has nothing to do with it.

　　 If the center of this city is considered the ‘heart’, then 175 Street is the ‘not thick, but extremely tight’ blood vessel.

　　 And the police station on this street is very busy at this moment.

　　 There is only this police station on this street, so patrol police, traffic police, co-police, public police, and civilian police are all crowded here.

　　 Even the lost and found offices on the street are set up here.

　　 There is no way, the manpower is insufficient.

　　 I don’t know how to do it. This week there are a lot of people who are left behind. The cabinet at the Lost and Found Office is already full of things.

　　 At 9 o'clock, a college student girl walked into the police station. She stopped a police officer and asked the way down, and then came to the lost and found office.

　　 "Hello, I lost my things, I want to see if someone picked it up and sent it here."

　　 The staff on duty at the Lost and Found Office is an old man in his 60s. He was originally retired, but he didn't want to leave because of the labor insurance. In desperation, he could only be arranged here.

This old man’s temper is notoriously stubborn. It’s the most traditional kind of "No matter who you are, you must follow the rules, don’t go through the back door, don’t accept red envelopes, and you will have to educate others if you see others jumping in line." Stubborn.

　　 is precisely because of this kind of character, it has made this old man a police officer at the bottom for decades.

　　 The old man raised his head and looked up and down the college girl: "What did you miss?" he asked.

　　 "A package..." she replied.

　　 "What does it look like?" The old man asked again.

　　 "A blue luggage bag, very small, I bought it from the airport, with a small lock on it."

　　 "emmm...blue..." The old man turned his head and swept across the pile of lost items on the cabinet: "Oh, you say that." He pointed.

　　 The female college student looked at the direction the old man was pointing through the window: "Well, that's right, that's it!"

　　 The old man took the luggage bag and found that there was a small lock on it. It was small and not very strong. It seemed that it could be smashed open with a rock.

　　 "Uh..." The old man looked at the package and scratched his head in distress.

　　 This lost and found ~ can't you say that it is yours, that's yours, you have to check it, for example, let the owner tell you what's inside.

　　 But this bag has a lock on it and it can’t be opened, so how can I confirm it?

　　 Just when the uncle was a little worried...

　　 "Ah, yes, I have the key." The girl said, and then took a key out of her pocket.

　　 "Oh, this way." The old man nodded, then turned the lock to the girl's direction, and the girl directly inserted the key into the lock.

　　 a twist...

　　 With a "click", the lock was unlocked.

　　 "How about it, that's it." The girl said happily.

　　 "Okay, take it away... Next time, pay attention, don't lose sight of it!" The old man was full of education, and then sat back on the chair and continued to drink tea.

　　 The girl walked out of the police station with a smile, but instead of leaving the police station’s yard, she went around and walked to another building behind the police station. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 This is the criminal office of the police station.

　　 As I said just now, this street is just a police station, so it is divided into a front building and a back building. The front building handles some messy civil affairs, while the back building has some police officers handling some important matters.

　　, for example, the supermodel falling from the building the day before yesterday, it was done here.

　　 Oh, yes, Zhou Yan and Yazi sister, father and husband of the deceased, met here.

　　 The girl walked into the back building, and then turned into a corridor...This is the police officer's office.

　　 "咚~咚~咚~" She knocked on the door a few times.

　　 "Come in—" A middle-aged man's voice sounded inside the door.

　　 The girl pushed the door in...

　　 This office is small, with two desks, a few office chairs, and a wastebasket. At this moment, there is a person sitting at the desk.

　　 This is a policeman. More precisely, he is a patrolman. He wears a neat uniform, his hair is neatly managed, and his beard is cleanly shaved, giving people a very gentle and polite feeling.

　　 Seeing the girl coming in, the police officer showed a very easy-going smile: "Haha, it looks like you took the package back."

　　 "Hmm." The girl said.

"I'm really embarrassed, hey, this package contains a gift I bought for my daughter, but it was lost in the taxi, and unfortunately it was sent to the lost and found office by the driver... I was originally I want to pick it up by myself, but I will be laughed at by my colleagues...so I’ll trouble you."

Uncle 　　 said with an embarrassed smile.

　　 The girl waved her hand indifferently: "Well, I don't want to hear a monologue from a forsaken uncle, where's my money?" The girl directly stretched out a hand.

"Oh~www.wuxiaspot.com~ here...haha, thank you." With that, the uncle took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to the other party: "Wait! You did not Look at the contents."

　　 The girl took the money: "No, I'm not interested in the stuff of you middle-aged men~ Okay, goodbye." She said unceremoniously, turning around and leaving.

　　 "Bang Dang", the door was closed.

　　 Uncle Patrol looked at the closed door and was silent for a few seconds.

　　 suddenly...

　　 "Hahahahaha!!!"

　　 He laughed suddenly, then picked up the package, like a baby, and rubbed it against his chest.

　　 "It really scared me to death, hahahaha, fortunately I was smart enough to get it back, I finally got it back!!!"

　　 He yelled with great excitement, then eagerly took out the key and opened the lock.

　　 "Stab it--" He opened the luggage bag, and saw that it was full of small pills wrapped in a small plastic bag.

　　 The patrolman picked up a bag with his eyes flashing, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

　　 "Hahahaha...this is the batch! The best, with these, I won't have to worry anymore in my life!!!"

　　 he said with a smile.

　　 "Really? These things are so valuable?" A voice came...ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 "Of course, these things are worth at least 20 million... hey?"