N-M Chapter 61 A Crow's Mouth
Chapter 61 A Crow's Mouth
After saying those words, Xu Bin felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
I've been a police officer for almost twenty years and haven't even received a single second-class merit award.
Wu Song had only been in office for half a year, and he already had one.
Comparing yourself to others is just asking for trouble!
The key point is that Wu Song received the second-class merit because of the incident of catching the fat chef. He himself saw the fat chef at the time, but did not see anything wrong with him.
This was a gap that made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Go back and treat everyone to dinner!" Xu Bin glanced at the box and returned it to Wu Song, not forgetting to make Wu Song pay a little to relieve his frustration.
"no problem!"
Wu Song lived for over eighty years and was never one to be stingy with money.
If it weren't for my brother's wedding and the fact that I can't drink during my standby period, I would have loved to spend all my money drinking with my buddies.
Besides, this person also received a 2000 yuan bonus for his second-class merit award.
The money wasn't given out earlier because it would seem too vulgar to give money at such a large meeting, but it will be given out when we get back to the branch office.
Now that we have this extra money, there's nothing wrong with using some of it to eat, drink, and have some fun together.
Solving a case is ultimately not a one-person job; it requires everyone's help.
"When you visit Master and Mistress's graves sometime, remember to bring your two medals. Show them to Master, and he'll be very happy!" Xu Bin patted Wu Song's knee again and said in a deep voice.
"I see."
……
After everyone had received their awards, Wu Song no longer needed to listen to the work deployment meeting, so he simply relaxed his mind and let his thoughts wander.
Thinking about what to eat later.
After an unknown amount of time, the conference finally came to an end.
Wu Song left the Municipal Bureau in Xu Bin's car.
It was still early, only eleven o'clock, so the two of them turned back to the Third Squadron.
As Wu Song entered the office, Ma Xiaowu exclaimed, "Brother Song, quickly show us your Second-Class Merit Medal!"
"I've been with the North City Branch for a few years now, and this is only the second time I've seen someone from our branch receive a second-class merit award!" Even Jiang Yang was eager to see it for himself.
"Actually, it's not much different from a third-class merit!" Wu Song took out the box containing the medal.
"You young man, the difference is huge," Ma Dazhi explained. "The number of people awarded second-class merit cannot exceed three per thousand of the total number of police officers on duty in the province, and the proportion of those awarded third-class merit cannot exceed three percent. Just looking at these proportions, can't you see? The difficulty is at least ten times that of a third-class merit."
"What about that person who received a first-class merit award?" Liu Shutong asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Three ten-thousandths," Ma Dazhi said.
"This doesn't mean that out of 10,000 police officers, three must receive first-class merit awards. The maximum is three, and they must meet a series of conditions such as outstanding achievements, significant contributions and influence. Then, the results must be submitted to the ministry for evaluation."
"Brother Song, one day you should also get a first-class merit award to open everyone's eyes." Liu Shutong looked at Wu Song.
"Difficult, difficult, very difficult!"
Before Wu Song could speak, Ma Dazhi smacked his lips and shook his head.
"Our province has a total of 70,000 police officers, and last year only 15 of them received the First-Class Merit Citation, six of whom were posthumously awarded for their sacrifice!"
"Let's not talk about these heavy things," Xu Bin said. "Wu Song is going to treat us to dinner, so everyone should get ready. Also, Xiao Song, think about this at noon. The bureau will hold a meeting for you this afternoon. You don't need to say much; it'll mainly be the leaders talking. But you will still need to give a report on the process of arresting the people. Prepare your speech in advance."
"clear."
"Well, also, I wish everyone a happy 98 in advance!" Xu Bin smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, then couldn't help but sigh, "I hope there will be fewer cases next year, at least fewer murders. This year has been...so many murders!"
"There are too many murders being discovered. If Zhang Weida's accomplices hadn't been caught, those three homeless men wouldn't have been counted as murders, or even missing persons." Ma Dazhi's eyes became heavy. "Besides, with so many workers laid off and unemployed, it's understandable that public security is a bit poor."
"I understand. We hope we'll handle fewer murder cases next year. Too many murder cases aren't good either. Even though our team has a high clearance rate, the higher-ups will think we're not doing enough in crime prevention. Hey, today's a good day, let's not talk about these unpleasant things. Have a good lunch, everyone."
……
4 month 20 number.
Grain Rain.
With significantly increased rainfall and rising temperatures day by day, it's a good season for sowing and transplanting rice seedlings.
The snake plants on the windowsill of the Third Squadron's office, which were used to purify the smoke, straightened their backs and looked even more vibrant.
Of course, this is also largely thanks to the fact that the Third Squadron members smoked together while analyzing cases, which reduced the number of times the office looked like it was on fire.
I wonder if heaven heard Xu Bin's wish that day.
In short, from that day on, Wu Song indeed did not witness any more murders.
In three months, seven criminals who robbed passersby were arrested, but most of them were seriously injured; no one was killed.
These cases aren't particularly difficult. You just need to create a portrait of the suspect based on the victim's account, then conduct interviews and make the arrest.
"Haha! Was I right?" It was almost lunchtime, and Xu Bin stood up, heading to the cafeteria, when he said, "It's been 111 days, and our Major Crimes Unit hasn't solved a single murder case. What does that say? It means our crime prevention efforts have been incredibly effective, and our past achievements have successfully deterred criminals!"
"Stop it! Ever since the 100-day mark, you've been saying this every single day! I'm sick of hearing it!" Cao Dahua complained.
"Yes!" Ma Dazhi immediately chimed in, "I'm going to let your foul mouth bring up the murder case."
"Ring ring ring!"
Just then, the office phone rang.
The air suddenly became quiet.
"See? You'll have to watch your mouth from now on!" After saying that, Ma Dazhi answered the phone. "Third Squadron, Criminal Investigation Brigade, Chengbei Branch."
"Um."
"Um!"
"I understand, we'll be there right away!"
As Ma Dazhi slammed down the phone, everyone present turned their attention to him, looking at his grim face, and asked in unison, "Could there really be a murder?"
"It's true! A husband returned from a business trip to find his wife murdered in the Gotham University staff quarters."
"What else is there to say? Let's skip the meal. Lao Ma and Jiang Yang stay with the team, the rest of you go together! To the crime scene!" Xu Bin put the thermos he was carrying on his workstation.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! This is the first murder case of the year. We must solve it beautifully and quickly, and bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible!"