Police Detective

Everyone went to work on the 4th and reported on the 3rd, so there was nothing much going on in these two days.

You wouldn't drink too much in this kind of situation. Bai Song only drank two drinks. He went shopping with Xinqiao all afternoon and bought some clothes. In Xinqiao's words, Bai Song's clothes were still in college time, so he had to tidy them up when he came here.

Bai Song spends very little money on weekdays and doesn't own a car. He has saved a lot of money in the past few years. He spent a total of ten thousand on this day, and most of it was for Bai Song himself. He needed to buy too many things.

This afternoon and evening, Bai Song almost died of exhaustion. Bai Song couldn't stand things like shopping. He had more than twenty bags hanging on his body.

Bai Song himself felt that the current clothes were enough, but Xinqiao disagreed. Xinqiao felt that Bai Song's identity was different now that he was here. Sometimes he needed to wear casual clothes when going to some places, and he had to have several matching clothes.

"Should we have dinner?" Bai Song had eaten a lot for lunch, but he was already very hungry.

"If you don't want to accompany me anymore, you should go back first. Aren't you renting a house?" Xinqiao said.

"Not tired, not tired at all." Bai Song gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"That's good. I'll just buy you another pair of shoes. You have to have something to change into."

"I'm really good enough." Bai Song said with a bitter smile.

"No, it's up to me."

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At night, rent a room.

The first time he came to Beijing was painful and happy at the same time. When Bai Song returned to his residence, he felt even more tired than after a day of fighting.

"Buy so much?" Wang Liang looked at the pile of things Bai Song brought back: "Are you planning to buy a house and move away from here?"

"Buy a house? The house we rent now costs 70,000 to 80,000 yuan per square meter. Even if you demolish it, it won't be enough." Bai Song said.

"Okay." Wang Liang thought for a while: "Have you ever asked, if we have an organizational relationship, when can we be assigned rooms?"

"Now the ministry is not as good as before. It will take at least five or six years until it is our turn. Before that, we have to rent a house." Bai Song said: "And even if it is our turn, the property rights are not ours. We just provide a place." live."

"It's okay if we can provide a house for long-term living. Now the five of us live together and it's no problem to share the rent. If we want to get married in the future, even renting a house will be difficult." Wang Liang said: "It's really hard to live in Beijing."

"Yes." Bai Song had to sigh.

No matter how good he is in investigating cases and no matter how clever he is, he can't resist the wheel of reality.

When we were in Tianhua, houses were not expensive at that time. All we had to do was help the family and save money by ourselves, making a down payment of several hundred thousand, and then slowly repay the loan. But here, a slightly better house costs tens of millions, and a house that does not affect the quality of life is calculated as 6 million. When the bank can lend 4 million, the down payment is 2 million, and the monthly loan repayment is more than 20,000.

"Fortunately, there is hope for housing allocation in the ministry. If it were in the city bureau or lower-level units here, there would be no hope." Bai Song comforted: "Take your time, we have just arrived, so we won't worry about it." This is anxious.”

"Yeah." Wang Liang said, "Let me help you pack your things."

Bai Song glanced at Wang Liang and frowned: "Okay."

The next day, Bai Song went to the Eighth Bureau at the invitation of senior brother Liu Zhe. (Note 1)

The Eighth Bureau is not in the city center, but is located near the East Fourth Ring Road. It can be reached quickly by taking the subway.

After being away from here for so long, Bai Song once again realized what it means to be crowded with people, which actually made Bai Song feel a kind of vitality.

There are too many young people in big cities. Wherever you go, there are young people in their twenties and thirties. It is easy for people to forget their own age and become more energetic. In a small county, 30-year-olds feel like they are entering middle age, but in big cities, 30-year-olds still feel extremely young.

Take Shenzhou City, for example. The average age of everyone in this city is only 32 years old, which is simply terrifying.

This visit had other purposes.

Many people in the Eighth Bureau had heard about the thousand-mile drift and counterattack in the East China Sea, and many people wanted to see Bai Song. There is no connection between this place and other departments. Their duty is to protect the "four deputies and two senior officers". Normal people are not allowed in unless they are involved in other matters.

Liu Zhe knew Bai Song's resume very well, so Bai Song could enjoy the privilege of coming in for a visit. In Liu Zhe's opinion, junior brother Bai Song is worthy of training. Even though Liu Zhe is not young, he considers issues very complexly and comprehensively.

After getting off the subway and walking for a while, Bai Song arrived here, his identity was checked, and then he was taken in.

On the training ground, big red characters one after another are particularly conspicuous.

"Senior brother, why are we meeting here?" Bai Song asked when they met.

Today is a holiday, and the people here are still on standby. Some are on duty, and the rest are resting and training here.

"If it's not here, where is it?" Guo Xiaoyang came over and patted Bai Song on the shoulder: "I've heard about what happened last time you were at sea. It's embarrassing for our school."

This is one of the training rooms here. This place emphasizes actual combat, so there are many arenas.

Bai Song couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, it seemed that it was different from what he imagined.

"Brother, this."

"Haha, it's okay, don't stress, I won't fight you." Liu Zhe said with a smile.

"Oh oh oh, that's good", Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are lucky today. None of us have any tasks. I heard that you are very skilled. Let your senior brother Xiaoyang learn from you."

"What???" Bai Song was dumbfounded at that time

What does it mean to be a national-level athlete? Brother Xiaoyang’s right arm and left arm have different dimensions. The right arm is very thick, which is also a characteristic of many badminton players. Theoretically, you can hit white pine with one hand without any problem.

Where is this place?

Eight rounds!

This is a place where Master Qiao and Political Commissar Fang keep a low profile when they come.

The 32-year-old Guo Xiaoyang was at his physical peak at this time. Bai Song shuddered when he looked at that figure.

"I'm really not good at it. The rumors are wrong. I can only deal with ordinary people." Bai Song shook his head like a rattle.

"This is also an advantage. Many leaders like young people like you. Who doesn't like a good body?" Liu Zhe said: "This means you have a good partner. Otherwise, you would go to the Criminal Investigation Bureau. On the other hand, there will inevitably be leaders who want to introduce you to a daughter or something. Our place is simpler and more direct than other departments. If you don’t think you can do it, just learn a few tricks from Brother Xiaoyang, but it’s impossible for most people to do it. owned."

"Yeah." Bai Song hugged senior brother Xiaoyang and said, "Please be gentle."

"It's nothing." Guo Xiaoyang smiled: "Just choose protective gear."

"Okay" Bai Song was a little timid.

If he had known that he was here to be beaten today, he would definitely not have come.

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Note 1: The Eighth Bureau, formerly known as the Security Bureau, retired from active service in 2019 and was renamed the Ministry of Secret Service.