Police Detective

Yesterday, December 13th, was the seventh National Memorial Day and the 10th anniversary of Zhang Ninghai’s sacrifice. Condolences.

End of August.

The smoke has cleared.

In this accident, when the fire fighters arrived at the scene at 10:50 p.m., large-scale alienation quickly began. By the time the accident occurred around 11:30, most people had already left.

Statistics show that 24 active firefighters died, 11 police officers died, and 75 port firefighters died. Five firefighters are still missing. (Note 1)

Tianhua Chest Hospital.

Bai Song brought people from the fifth team to visit Sanmi who had been transferred to the general ward.

Zhao Han has not left yet, but the transfer notice has arrived, and it will be in September.

Sanmi's condition was not bad. After experiencing life and death, he had grown a lot. He told Bai Song that he wanted to take care of Detachment Zhao's wife and children. However, after Bai Song told him, he found out that Zhao Han was Detachment Zhao's son. , which surprised Sanmi.

He was taken care of by the Zhao detachment, and he was treated like that at the last moment. Seeing Zhao Han again, it felt like seeing a relative.

Sanmi is a very cute young man, very similar to Zhao Han in this way, but Zhao Han is already very mature. During his stay in the Fifth Brigade, Zhao Han may not be considered a mainstay in the Fifth Brigade, but he is more than enough to be the deputy captain of any branch detachment. After all, Zhao Han himself has a good foundation.

"Captain Bai," Sanmi's voice was still a little weak, but his eyes were full of energy: "I won't let you down."

"You have never let me down." Bai Song smiled slightly.

Among the auxiliary police officers Bai Song came into contact with, Sanmi was the only one who entered the police force through a college degree or a civil service examination. This required several times more effort than a person with a professional background like Bai Song, and was not easy.

"I will try my best." Sanmi paused and wanted to speak, but lacked strength and did not continue.

"Okay, have a good rest." Bai Song then said something to Zhao Han and took everyone out of the hospital.

The work in the port area has nothing to do with Baisong. According to internal reports, the cleanup work will continue until mid-September.

Zhang Suo and others have also returned to Gansu Province. The criminal gang they want to investigate has no warehouse or anything, so naturally there is no way to investigate it. However, this accident should have wiped out the gang's property.

This accident is the most serious accident in the history of Tianhua City, and it is also the first major accident that Bai Song has ever experienced.

History is easily forgotten. When Bai Song was 9 years old, the Dashun shipwreck occurred next to an island in Damou District, Yanwei City, his hometown. 290 people died, which was more than the death toll in the Tianhua Port accident. Almost all of them died. No one remembers.

But Bai Song will never forget this accident in his life.

He planned to write this matter into the textbook they were going to write, adding a special section: "Trace collection plan for large-scale change sites."

Time passed day by day, and September passed much faster than imagined. On September 13, the site was cleaned up, and then came all kinds of learning, warning education, and data collection. It's coming to an end before our eyes.

After being busy for more than a month, Bai Song never thought that time would go so quickly, and things at the port would gradually be resolved.

The port has resumed work and production, and Zhao Han has also started working in his new position.

Except for a few seriously injured firefighters who will be lying in a sterile ward in Shangjing for a long time, other injuries have begun to gradually recover.

The city bureau began to take turns taking vacations. For more than a month, no one had a break.

Bai Song returned to Jiuheqiao Police Station and sat and chatted with Master Sun Tang and others.

He looks stronger than anyone else. From the time this incident happened, when he was injured and saved others, until today, no one thought that Bai Song would not be able to hold on, but he was actually only 25 years old.

He didn't want to report his worries to his parents, and he couldn't show it to others. After much thought, he returned to where he came from in the first place.

Although he had trained as a patrol officer for several months before going to Jiuheqiao Police Station, this station was where he really started.

There have been some changes in the police station. In the long run, various groups have also been adjusted. Some people have retired, some have gone to other units, and some new people have come.

"Sit down." Sun Tang looked at his apprentice and said with a smile.

"Master." Bai Song poured tea for Master.

Sun Tang is not on duty today, and it is rare that he is not busy.

"How come you have time to see me recently?" Sun Tang took a sip of tea and nodded. The tea poured by his apprentice was fragrant.

"The matter at Tianhua Port is over." Bai Song sighed.

"I heard." Sun Tang said: "I heard that you have been busy with things over there after you recovered from your injury."

"Are you paying so much attention to me?" Bai Song was a little surprised.

Sun Tang ignored Bai Song's words.

"Do you still remember the notebook my master left for me?" Sun Tang took out a box from the drawer.

"Remember." Bai Song stood up, looked at the notebook Sun Tang took out, and sat down again.

"I don't know Zhao Xugang from the Xingang detachment, but I knew Ping Shaojun from the fire department before, and we even drank together." Sun Tang sighed lightly: "Don't you always ask me why I like to drink? "

"Because you have something on your mind?" Bai Song asked cautiously.

"No." Sun Tang shook his head.

"Because my old friend loved drinking?" Bai Song asked again.

"No."

"That is?" Bai Song didn't know how to guess.

"Because I love drinking." Sun Tang said with a smile: "When I retire and get older, I will quit. It's just such a hobby now, and I don't want to lose myself."

Bai Song frowned. He knew that the master was secretly changing his concept, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"It's not as miserable as you said, and it's not like drinking less and less every day." Bai Song finally figured it out, what the master said was wrong.

"It seems you are not confused yet." Sun Tang always maintained a faint smile: "Okay, I will listen to you and really drink less in the future."

"Master." Bai Song was a little helpless. What was going on with this topic? He was obviously not talking about drinking.

"Oh? Didn't you come here to persuade me to drink less?" Sun Tang asked.

Bai Song understood that the master was pretending to be confused.

However, seeing his master pretending to be confused, he seemed to suddenly understand something.

Some things really cannot be solved with words, so there is no antidote.

This is all Sun Tang can teach Bai Song.

(Note 1. Don’t spread rumors and don’t believe them. The death toll is accurate. Don’t believe that hundreds of people died online. Every firefighter who died is on the list of martyrs. How could it be omitted?)

Thanks to Kaizhouba Huangjueshu for the 5,000-coin reward. Thanks to Luoye Wu for the 5000 reward. There are really a lot of rewards recently. I am very grateful to everyone who can support the genuine version. I won’t do the splits for those who reward me. Thank you. Thank you.