In the morning, Zhou Liuyi was woken up by Li Hua, who sang the familiar People's Police Song, which was quite passionate. However, he had been sleep deprived recently, so he wrapped the quilt around his head, turned over and went back to sleep:
"Let me sleep a little longer."
Li Huadao:
"Something big has happened!"
Saturday, sleepy:
"It's only 200 yuan for a month of full attendance. I'll give them 200 yuan and let me be late for a month, okay?"
Li Hua gave a thumbs up:
"The post-2000s generation is awesome! That's a really domineering statement, but you better hurry up, someone's come to report another missing persons case!"
Saturday opened one eye and glanced at the watch. It was half past five:
"What time is it now? Even the donkeys in the production team are not used like this? We just searched for missing persons last night, so why is this kind of case happening again? Are you kidding me?"
Li Hua spread his hands:
"That can't be helped. The reporter won't pick the cases we want to report. Let's hurry up."
Zhou Liuyi came out with a panda eye. He was a middle-aged man with a rather vicissitudes of life. His trouser legs were covered with mud and he spoke in dialect. He was registering there. Hu Liang was also very sleepy on duty, but he drank some ice water to refresh himself, chewed an ice cube with a crunch, and had a cigarette in his mouth.
In the past, Zhou Liuyi thought these people had really bad habits, as they were all heavy smokers.
After working on a case for a few days, I realized that I really couldn't stand not smoking.
The middle-aged man was very anxious. He was a vegetable farmer who grew greenhouse vegetables in the nearby suburbs. At this time, he should be busy in the fields harvesting vegetables and waiting to deliver them to supermarkets.
But now, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and he had given up his livelihood just to find his old father:
"My father has Alzheimer's disease. He disappeared at 11 o'clock last night. He has been gone all night and has not returned. He doesn't recognize people now and doesn't know where he is. He falls asleep in less than an hour..."
Zhou Liuyi immediately took a piece of paper and wrote down the old man's information:
Liu Xiangrong, male, 65 years old, from Taikang Village.
Then there is another photo. The old man is wearing a gray jacket. Although he has been ill for a long time, his family has obviously taken good care of him. His eyes are bright and his body is tall and strong. He does not look like a 65-year-old man, let alone a person with a serious illness. Moreover, the old man has very good legs and feet and can walk five or six kilometers in an hour.
Hu Liang analyzed:
"Now that a night has passed, even if he rested for a while and woke up to continue walking, he may have walked more than 20 kilometers. The roads are interconnected, and there are some unfinished buildings and small parks nearby that are sparsely populated. The area is large and there is no surveillance."
Finding someone is definitely not an easy task.
The reporter also provided a tense clue:
"Ever since my father got the disease, I have worn a plastic ring on his arm and neck with our family's contact information written on it, so that if we get lost, anyone who sees us can call us.
I also put two hundred yuan in cash in his pocket so that if he was hungry, someone could find him and buy him something to eat.
But it’s been so long, and now it’s raining outside and the weather is so cold, no one has called us, and my father hasn’t come back yet, I’m really worried if something happened…”
Zhou Liuyi was fully awake. He rubbed his eyes and asked Li Hua:
"Where are the others in the institute?"
Li Hua scratched his head:
"I called the director first, and he's on his way here. The instructor went back home to the city today, and he's also driving back now.
Lao Wang is old and it’s rare for him to have a day off, so we won’t call him.
Everyone else is here. Brother Peng and my master are on duty with the police. Brother Peng and I were supposed to go, but the case is a bit tricky, so they may not be back until later."
This staffing is too small.
In other words, there are only three of them now!
I took a deep breath on the cold noodles on Saturday.
Li Hua looked at him as if he was looking at a freshly baked dish, full of hope. He believed that if Zhou Liuyi could find the little girl, he would be able to find Liu Xiangrong.
I mentioned it in the group on Saturday night, he was not the only one who found it.
It is equivalent to using the human wave tactic. Everyone works together to eliminate all incorrect answers and finally find the correct answer.
The school, the homes of the little girl's friends, and all places along the way must be searched thoroughly using both manpower and surveillance, and only then can the little girl's location be determined.
This is something that can only be accomplished with grassroots forces at the national level.
With just a few words from Fu Sheng and Jiang Hanshan, they were able to mobilize so many people around them to participate. Zhou Liu was very impressive. If there was only one person, it would take two or three days just to convince those businesses to adjust the surveillance.
The human wave tactic is only applicable to the institutional departments in our country.
This is also why Zhou Liuyi and Lei Ming both chose to become police officers.
But now Li Hua is relying on him alone, which is too unrealistic.
It was raining outside, and Liu Jianshe's face was filled with deep sorrow:
"My dad has gotten older these years and is particularly afraid of the cold. In this kind of weather, I don't know where he will spend the night..."
As he spoke, his eyes became red.
Hu Liang looked at the recorded information and felt a little puzzled. This was not enough to find the person, but posting flyers and publishing missing person notices online were not as effective as he had imagined.
We still have to rely on the police to find it.
Liu Jianshe's two younger sisters, who had married and moved to other places, had received the news and were rushing back, but the earliest they could come back would be noon.
Far water cannot quench near thirst.
Zhou Liu asked Liu Jianshe to tell it again in detail, just like he was looking for Li Zixuan, no details could be missed.
Liu Jianshe was somewhat tired and helpless:
"My father doesn't recognize me anymore. Sometimes he can barely recognize who I am. As for my two sisters, they have been married for a long time. Every time they come home during the Chinese New Year or other holidays, my father thinks they are thieves who broke into the house. He beats my sisters and calls the police when we are not paying attention."
"But when we were eating, he kept asking me and my sister when we would have our holidays, and he wouldn't let us eat meat or vegetables, saying we had to wait until we had our holidays. In fact, we went to school more than 30 years ago. We often saw moldy chicken legs and shrimps under the mattress, but he wouldn't let us throw them away."
"My dad would wait for us at the entrance of the village every day when he had nothing to do. He said he would wait for us to finish school. We often had to pull him back with all our strength, otherwise he would stand at the entrance of the village all night."
"It's embarrassing enough to talk about it. My mother passed away two years ago. When my father saw a young wife in the village, he called her 'wife' and gave her the money we gave her. He insisted on taking her to buy clothes and eat at restaurants. Her husband even went to the house and beat him. He always asked us, "Now that he is finally richer, what's wrong with spending money on his wife?"
…
When Zhou Liuyi was taking notes, he held the pen tighter and tighter, and finally broke the pen. He calmly took out another one from the drawer and continued taking notes.
A man who has Alzheimer's disease and has forgotten everything, but still remembers his wife and his children when they were young. At the end of his memory, he keeps trying desperately to get closer.
People tend to forget things when they get old, but they never forget their love for each other.
Liu Jianshe talked a lot, all about how his father was playing rogue for them when they were little and now.
Staying with patients for a long time is a torture for children, no matter how filial they are. Liu Jianshe said angrily:
"My dad has been talking about this for the past few days, saying that the cold wave came earlier this year than in previous years, and he has to rush to the school to send us clothes. But we are all over 40 years old and have not been in school for a long time. What kind of clothes would he send us?"
Saturday noticed this:
"How many times did he ask for clothes?"
Liu Jianshe said:
"He brings it up almost every day. Whenever we put a sweater on him, he says his son and daughter haven't changed their sweaters yet, but he's wearing new ones, which is a waste of money."
Saturday asked:
"Where was the school you went to when you were little?"
Liu Jianshe was stunned for a moment. He didn't think about it this way:
"It was demolished a long time ago. It's now a logistics point. Trucks come and go every day... Oh no, could my dad have really gone there?"
Saturday one:
"Let's go take a look first."
This time, Wang Caizhi was not there. Zhou Liuyi had drunk some wine. Li Hua was in charge of driving. The institute had to be left alone, so Hu Liang stayed behind to watch.
"Liuyi, you come with me. I'll wait for the director and others to come over and summarize the surveillance footage of each section of the road."
Liu Jianshe followed on a motorcycle.
It was raining heavily. Zhou Liuyi asked Liu Jianshe to get on the bus, but he refused and put on a plastic raincoat:
"It's okay. I'm used to riding my bike to the greenhouse. This way I can see more clearly. Maybe I can find my dad on the roadside."
It was already daybreak. The old man had been missing for nearly eight hours in the cold night.
Twenty minutes later, they drove to the logistics point Liu Jianshe mentioned, but apart from the busy trucks and drivers with accents from other places, there was no sign of Liu Xiangrong at all.
Zhou Liuyi and Li Hua got off the bus and asked the owner of the convenience store and the owner of the breakfast shop, but they both said they had not seen anyone.
At this time, Liu Jianshe's two sisters took turns calling him to ask how the search for their father was going. The three of them started arguing on the phone after a disagreement.
Liu Jianshe's two sisters blamed him for not taking good care of their father, and he blamed his two sisters for not coming home a few times a year...
At the entrance of the logistics point, there is a three-way intersection. One of the roads is a cement road leading to the village, one is the asphalt road they drove on, and the other is a dirt road leading to the fields.
Liu Jianshe said:
"The price of the land over there has not been negotiated with the tenant, so no one is planting it. It is just sitting there idle this year."
Zhou Liuyi let Li Hua drive, and the three of them continued towards the dirt road.
Not long after we started walking, Zhou Liu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pointed at the muddy ground:
"Look, there are footprints! What size shoes does your father wear?"
Liu Jianshe blurted out:
"42."
Zhou Shu wore a size 42 shoe. He asked Li Hua to stop the car, then he got out of the car, took off his shoes, and compared them with the footprints:
"Yes, it is size 42."
"But this row of shoe prints clearly shows one deep and one shallow, and the shallow one also has traces of dragging. We cannot rule out the possibility that Liu Xiangrong is injured now."
When Liu Jianshe heard that his father was injured, he became very anxious:
"My dad is allergic to penicillin. If he gets sick, I'll have to fight it out. I have to find my dad quickly."
The three of them got in the car quickly, but when Li Hua started driving again, the tires got stuck in the mud and spun around without moving. Zhou Liuyi, Li Hua and Liu Jianshe said:
"Let's walk!"
As soon as Zhou Liu finished speaking, he followed the footprints and ran forward.
His physical strength was obviously better than that of Liu Xiangrong and Li Hua, who were middle-aged. He soon turned the corner and disappeared.
The rain was getting heavier, but Zhou Liuyi had only one thought in his mind, which was to find Liu Jianshe's father as soon as possible.
As he ran, he fell down. He was covered in mud and felt cold to the bone. Then he got up and continued to move forward following the footprints.
He ran so hard that his lungs almost exploded, but he could still keep moving forward.
At the intersection of the woods ahead, Zhou Liuyi saw a wriggling figure, which, like him, was struggling to move forward.
Saturday shouted:
"Liu Xiangrong!"
The sound echoed through the mountains, and from far behind, Liu Jianshe's voice could also be heard:
"dad!"
The figure paused for a moment, as if hesitating about where he was.
Zhou Liu rushed to the old man, already panting and out of breath, but he found that the old man's condition was very dangerous.
Liu Xiangrong didn't know how many times he fell on the road. His gray jacket, which was originally of good quality, now looked like it was fished out of a cement mixer. Some of the mud and water on his pants had dried up and now stuck to them like iron.
What's even more tragic is that the old man was injured. His left foot was being dragged along like a huge burden on his body, and bleeding was coming out from the torn part of his pants.
He was already frozen to the point of turning purple and shivering, but when he saw Zhou Liuyi, he smiled and blurted out:
"Do you know where Taikang Primary School is?"
"Have you seen my son and daughter?"
…
The voice was weak, but full of expectation.
Saturday nodded and wiped his face:
"It was your son who asked me to come find you. He's waiting for you not far away. Can I carry you down the mountain?"
When Liu Xiangrong heard that he could see his son, he immediately smiled happily:
"Okay, thank you, young man. Take me to find my son!"
Zhou Liuyi was already very tired, but he squatted down in front of the old man without hesitation, then carried the old man steadily on his back and walked in the direction he came from.
It was raining heavily, pouring down like a bucket, getting heavier and heavier.
Zhou Liuyi's vision was a little blurred, the ground was wet and slippery, but he walked forward steadily step by step, and the rain soon filled his footprints.
Zhou Liuyi walked a long uphill section before he saw Liu Jianshe and Li Hua who were hurrying over. The two men hurried over, one supporting Zhou Liuyi while the other supported the old man. It took them more than ten minutes to get them to the car.
Liu Jianshe felt so sorry for his father that he quickly took off his father's wet clothes and put the relatively dry clothes under his raincoat on his father.
But the old father still asked:
"Where's my son?"
After finally finding his father and getting him back, Liu Jianshe finally had some patience. He was a grown man, but he cried so hard that his tears and snot were streaming down his face.
Zhou Liuyi envied him very much because his father was still alive and he still had the opportunity to be a good son.
"Dad, I'm your son. I'm Liu Jianshe."
Liu Xiangrong is like a child:
"Nonsense, my son is still in elementary school!"
Liu Jianshe sneezed, and Zhou Liuyi silently passed a pack of tissues to Liu Jianshe. Liu Jianshe wiped his face and nose and said patiently:
"Dad, I'm grown up now. Don't disbelieve me. Look at your own hands. There are so many wrinkles and age spots. How could I still be in elementary school? Now your grandson is already in junior high school!"
The old man looked at his hands belatedly, then at Liu Jianshe, and finally shouted:
“Build!”
Liu Jianshe:
"Why!"
The old man held his son's hand:
“My legs hurt so much!”
…
Li Hua couldn't help but smile as he listened to this conversation. He felt relieved. Then he turned to look at Zhou Liuyi:
"Liuyi, why is there water on your face? Didn't you wipe it clean just now?"
Zhou Liuyi wiped his face with his sleeve and leaned back in his chair:
"I'm so sleepy, please let me catch up on some sleep."
Fu Sheng attached great importance to cases involving human lives. He came to the hospital specifically to wait. He would not feel at ease until he made sure that Zhou Liuyi and Li Hua were not in any trouble and that the old man was found safely.
The instructor Jiang Hanshan also came. The person has been found. He didn't really have anything to do here, he just wanted to wait for Zhou Liuyi.
Jiang Hanshan, who is about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, is a handsome man and as elegant as a young cadre. Many medical staff who were taking over their shifts gave him a second glance.
After getting off the bus, Zhou Liu sneezed several times in a row. He then realized that he had been running all the time. His throat felt like it was burning, and his back was soaked.
Jiang Hanshan held a police uniform in his hand and gave it to Zhou Liuyi:
"Put it on, young man."
Zhou Liuyi was a little hesitant. This was Jiang Hanshan's police uniform. He was a police uniform enthusiast. All the time he wore the police uniform, he looked very strict and straight, and the tie inside was tied meticulously.
His police uniform was never thrown around or placed randomly, but was always dry-cleaned and ironed, and was treated more honorably than the emperor's dragon robe.
But Jiang Hanshan shook out the clothes and handed them to him:
"You are a police officer! You can wear a police uniform!"
Saturday took the police uniform:
"Thanks!"
Jiang Hanshan holds a high police rank and has two beautiful bars and two stars on his shoulders, which he earned through life and death.
Jiang Hanshan told Zhou Liuyi with some pride:
“Those with curves on their shoulders are not official police officers. Our police uniforms have flowers on the bars, and the others are miscellaneous brands.
Our police uniform is the 99 style, and the shoulder straps of the police rank are four-pointed stars. The five-pointed star inside the four-pointed star represents the party's overall leadership over the people's police force and demonstrates the people's police force's absolute loyalty, absolute purity, and absolute reliability in its political character.
The shape of the four-pointed star flower is made of olive petals. Olive flowers and olive leaves have the same meaning, symbolizing peace. The four petals represent east, south, west and north.
However, the decorations on the petals are small swords, which represent the sword being unsheathed and powerful.
Many of our Ministry of Public Security’s actions are named after swords.
How can we find brave warriors to guard the four directions? In the past, brave warriors guarded the king, but now, they guard the people. "
When Zhou Liuyi passed by the glass door, he thought the clothes were really cool, much better looking than Li Hua's auxiliary police blue shirt, so he took a photo with his mobile phone.
He likes it very much.
Jiang Hanshan smiled and said:
"Let's start making police uniforms now. They'll make you look more handsome when you wear them. You and Qingmei are young, so the next time the district shoots a promotional video, they'll be using police uniforms. You two should go!"
Zhou Liuyi shook his head:
"No, I still like working cases."
Jiang Hanshan couldn't help but look at Zhou Liuyi a little more:
"It's rare that you don't like to show off. This is like me when I was young."
Zhou Liuyi pricked up his ears, as if listening to gossip. Jiang Hanshan lit a cigarette and decided to satisfy him:
"I had just graduated at that time and was full of youthful vigor. My parents arranged a job for me, but I couldn't stand it. The leaders in the unit knew my parents. They assigned me tasks not because I graduated with a degree in chemical engineering, but because they knew my parents.
When no other people from the unit were around, I called my section chief leader "director", but he asked me to call him uncle and asked why our family had to make things so awkward.
But I feel awkward.
Later, the police cracked a drug manufacturing case. At that time, the public security team, especially the front-line ones, did not have high academic qualifications. Most of them graduated from the provincial police academy with a junior college degree. They didn't know much about those bottles and jars.
So he called me over.
When I was in school, I was actually quite serious. I wrote a stack of reports about those bottles and jars overnight, and the chemical equations and other things were written very clearly.
The captain of the anti-drug brigade at that time patted me on the shoulder and said: Xiao Jiang, our team is in need of talents like you!
Then, the first thing I did when I got back was to quit the job my parents found for me and go straight to the anti-drug brigade.
I think that doing this job can help me realize my own value!"
When you are twenty, you can be whatever you want to be.
Jiang Hanshan originally wanted to ask Zhou Liuyi why he was so determined to become a policeman, but Director Fu Sheng and his men had come out. Apart from a broken bone and a cold, the old man had no other problems.
Fu Sheng greeted everyone:
"Hurry up, we can still clock in at 8:30."
Saturday complained:
"Director, in a unit like ours where we're always on the go, who stipulated that we have to clock in every day? Can we not clock in? This is too unscientific and inhumane. It's even more terrible than the 996 work schedule in big companies. We're simply working 007..."
Li Hua was standing next to him, nodding like a groundhog or a repeater:
"That's right. That's right."
Fu Sheng glared at him, as if pressing the pause button, and then shrugged his shoulders:
"That can't be helped. We are a government department, not a gang. We still have to clock in. Otherwise, how chaotic will it be?"
Then, he urged Li Hua and Zhou Liuyi:
"Go, go, go, go, hurry up a little, don't be so unfocused, like a vagrant who can't find a job."
However, among such a large group of people, Jiang Hanshan was the slowest walker, lagging far behind the team, and looked embarrassed.
Stop by on Saturday.
Jiang Hanshan shook his head, caught the rain with his hands, and said calmly:
"It's an old problem. My waist and legs are more accurate than the weather forecast. They hurt before it rains."
Generally speaking, people with rheumatic joint problems are all elderly people, but Jiang Hanshan is not yet 40 years old this year. At 36 years old, he is in the prime of his life.
Saturday was a bit sad.
But Jiang Hanshan patted him on the shoulder:
"It is impossible that only the thief eats the meat and no thief gets beaten. People always have to sacrifice something for their ideals and goals. This is a kind of honor."
Zhou Liuyi still felt it was a pity. If Jiang Hanshan was in good health, he would definitely be able to go further.
But Jiang Hanshan seemed very open-minded and didn't care. He put one hand on the young man's shoulder and held up an umbrella with the other, isolating the wind and rain from the whole world outside this small space. Only his voice was heard:
“You need to think about the problem from a different perspective. Those who can change the world are all paranoid.
Paranoids do not need entertainment and leisure in the eyes of others, just like the greatest pleasure of our mathematician Chen Jingrun was to study his Goldbach conjecture on the bed in a small room, and Yuan Longping was still studying his rice in the fields until he was ninety years old. Do they feel bitter?
No.
They enjoy it and are willing to devote their whole lives to such a life.
When I was fighting against drugs, there was a stationed force in the coastal defense department that often provided us with information, and through joint law enforcement, we cracked down on a large number of drug trafficking dens.
You will never guess how this leader did it.
For general troops stationed, the biggest form of leisure and entertainment is playing games and basketball, which seem to be normal sports, but this man's hobby is to overlook the entire jurisdiction with a telescope. He even placed his sentry post high up on a mountain by the sea and bought a very expensive telescope out of his own pocket.
If you have learned about firearms, you will know that an excellent sniper can kill someone with one shot at a distance of three kilometers.
During his seven years in office, this man arrested hundreds of smugglers and drug dealers, big and small. According to him, no sail on the sea can escape his eyes.
Later, he never went to the meetings for awarding honors and commendations , because he just liked to squat on the mountain alone and look at the sea.
How boring that is. Even if the machine takes a picture, it is difficult to analyze it. It does not have the clarity and cannot analyze abnormalities like humans.
This is a state that can only be achieved with a will of steel and a passion that makes your blood boil.”
Zhou Liuyi showed a surprised look. Is this person still a human? He is more like a machine than a machine.
Jiang Hanshan smiled and said:
“I hope you can also find a career that fills your heart with light and that you can devote your whole life to.”
When I got back to the office, it was already past eight o'clock. I punched in as Saturday morning did, took a shower, changed clothes, and dozed off at my workstation.
At this time, Huang Qingmei came to work. She had heard Hu Liang talk about Zhou Liuyi's police call. She knew Zhou Liuyi had found the person and came back. She smiled and asked Zhou Liuyi:
"I'll go to the cafeteria first. Wash your face and come here. This morning we have mixed noodle soup and steamed buns. If you don't want to eat, I'll tell Aunt Li to order some instant noodles and you can come over and get the bowl."
On Saturday, a pair of beautiful policewomen also smiled, showing their little tiger teeth, and their eyes were quite seductive:
"I want instant noodles, a well-cooked poached egg, no vegetables in the seasoning package, and salt."
Huang Qingmei blushed and walked away quickly. Her steps were light and her yellow skirt made her look like a fluttering butterfly, which was quite pleasing to the eye.
"You're quite picky. I don't even dare to put forward so many conditions to Aunt Li. Forget it. Aunt Li will definitely not be able to do it. I'll do it for you."
When Huang Qingmei rolled up her sleeves, a section of her snow-white arms with beautiful curves were revealed.
Zhou Liuyi couldn't help but write a sentence on the paper:
The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, with frost and snow on her white wrists.
Li Hua was so envious:
“When can I be treated like this?”
Saturday smiled and said:
"Be brave."
Li Hua chased after him:
"Qingmei, I want instant noodles with fried eggs, too."
Huang Qingmei frowned:
"Don't you have hands? If you want to eat it, cook it yourself."
Li Hua was heartbroken by her disgusted expression. She asked Zhou Liuyi in confusion, "We just started working. I didn't provoke her today. Why is she angry with me?"
Saturday yawned and explained casually:
"In the adult world, there are only pros and cons. Where is right or wrong?"
At this time, Zhou Liuyi saw Shi Wenwen coming down from upstairs. She was swinging her high ponytail, looking energetic and vigorous. Zhou Liuyi said to Li Hua:
"How about you change your target?"
Li Hua looked at Shi Wenwen and shook his head:
"This chick is hotter than a green plum. I can't handle it."
At this time, Shi Wenwen smiled and said to Zhou Liu:
"Senior, the director is calling you! He also asked me to ask you, how is your inspection report going?"
As soon as Saturday came, I felt that something was wrong.
Check, he didn't write a single word.
Li Huadao:
"If the director doesn't receive the inspection, he will definitely curse."
No way?
Zhou Liuyi's expression looked a little unnatural, as he almost never failed to do his homework.
Seeing the top student frustrated, Li Hua immediately put his arm around his shoulders and consoled him:
"Don't take it personally. The director scolds me like this every day! I'm used to it. You should be tougher. It won't hurt to be scolded a few times."