Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 322 Training Program for Municipal Bureau Officials
Early March, Zhengming District Special Police Brigade, backyard.

After finishing breakfast in the canteen, Captain Li Da went straight to the backyard of the unit without even going to his office. Looking at the row of small bungalows that were mostly under renovation, he pondered the team's work plan for the next step.

"It would be a waste of talent for a professional police officer like Chen Shu to come here this time. He has been working in the police station for a long time. If he were to patrol the streets with us on weekdays, or roll around in the grass and train, it would be a waste of his talent."

"Although we're quite relaxed now that we're not handling cases, with no pressure or responsibility, the branch office doesn't allocate much money to us. How can a salary be enough for everyone? Case-handling funds are a major expense, so we have to try and secure some of them!"

"Sigh, it took a lot of effort to renovate this little bungalow into an interrogation room and detention room, and we even managed to squeeze some funding out of that stingy Xie. If we don't win this case this year, who knows how many times we'll have to put up with his attitude for the next few years!"

Just then, I heard my old partner teasing me from behind.

"Li Da, you're here so early?"

Li Da's face stiffened, and he looked in the direction of the voice. It was Xie Chi, the deputy instructor of the brigade.

Li Da is the team leader and the head of the unit. He should have the final say in the unit, but he can't stand Xie Chi, who is in charge of finance. Xie Chi is always nitpicking and trying to obstruct things, taking advantage of his age and the fact that he is about to retire.

Li Da chuckled awkwardly, "Old Xie, you're here so early too?"

Xie Chi walked to the door and touched the brand-new security door, then sighed: "This is all money. If I don't keep an eye on things, you'll squander it all. It's the beginning of the year now, so if we don't keep a close eye on the money now, what will we do when we're broke at the end of the year?"

Li Da was embarrassed by the question, but there was nothing he could do. This renovation had indeed cost the company a lot of money, so it was only right for Xie Chi, who always adhered to the principle of saving money, to grumble a few words.

The setup was done in accordance with the ministry's regulations. Each interrogation room has a usable area of ​​no less than six square meters, the floor is covered with composite flooring, and all four walls are covered with soft padding or fire-retardant materials.

The soft padding is to prevent the subject from hitting the wall, and the flame retardant design, as the name suggests, is to prevent the subject from setting the interrogation room on fire. These are lessons learned in blood, and cannot be taken lightly.

Li Da bowed and smiled apologetically: "Old Xie, it's just a few interrogation rooms, it shouldn't cost much. You see, I didn't even need to set up a detention room this time, did I?"

"I know what you're thinking. You're planning to launch one or two big operations every month, and then dump the people you catch in the training room. Hey, is that a place where you can just leave people?"

Li Da grinned secretly: It's all because you didn't pay me. Otherwise, it would have been so much more comfortable to get it done in one go.

He said, "We'll arrest some gamblers or prostitutes then. Those people are honest and won't cause trouble."

"Hopefully. By the way, our team has never handled a case before. If you're going to cause trouble this time, you'll have to talk to the leaders in the bureau beforehand."

Hearing this, Li Da finally straightened his back: "They'd be overjoyed to get them quotas. Don't worry, Lao Xie, leave this to me!"

As he spoke, perhaps thinking of the case-handling funds corresponding to the quota, Li Da walked to Xie Chi's side, touched the brand-new security door, and said with a smile, "Old Xie, this is an investment. Once Chen Shu arrives, all of this will come back, and we can even make some more, believe it or not? We need to broaden our horizons."

Although things were at a critical juncture and the renovation was almost complete, Xie Chi still had a knot in his heart.

“Li Da, if you set quotas for the police officers in the team like this, the brothers will definitely have complaints. You’ll have to deal with this yourself.”

Li Da said earnestly, "Old Xie, you definitely have to do this ideological work. If you explain it to the brothers like this, we'll just pick our shifts to handle cases. Since we're going to stay at the unit anyway, we might as well work overtime to get cases done. That way, when we get older and are transferred to the station, we'll still have some skills and won't be looked down upon." He waved his hand, his spirits high, "Besides, all the bureau's quota bonuses go to the brothers; our brigade won't keep a single penny."

Based on this year's upward trend, the bureau gives 3,000 yuan for each criminal detention quota and 1,000 yuan for each public security quota. Although these are given to the specific police officers handling the case and have nothing to do with the brigade.

However, if the overall targets of the special police brigade increase, it can alleviate the pressure of tasks assigned to the branch bureau by the higher authorities. At that time, the amount of funds allocated by the bureau to the special police brigade for handling cases will be much larger, not just a matter of a few thousand or tens of thousands.

Xie Chi dismissively retorted, "What do you mean, 'handling cases during my shifts'? Do you expect me to notify you when someone breaks the law? Don't you know how difficult it is to get these leads?"

Li Da laughed: "I don't care about any of that. This is a matter for our new deputy battalion commander."

Over here, Chen Shu's sick leave ended, and early in the morning he ate the pork liver rice noodles cooked by his mother, then drove his beloved Golf GTI straight to the SWAT team.

During his time at home, he didn't stay idle. He contacted several police officers he knew to thoroughly learn about the Zhengming District Special Police Brigade. The Special Police Brigade was stationed near the Americas City on Dongming Road, and their daily work consisted of patrolling, patrolling, and more patrolling.

Occasionally, they cooperate with various business teams or police stations of the branch bureau to arrest people involved in gambling, prostitution, and other cases involving a large number of people. Once they arrest someone, they just leave them at the police station. They don't care about taking statements or sending them to detention afterward; they just leave without a care.

If they're assigned security duties or help other government departments maintain order, they basically spend most of their time playing on their phones in the troop carriers. In a society like the West Bank, they're largely unnecessary.

In short, it boils down to one word: idle; in a word: bored to death.

Most importantly, I can get a good night's sleep while on duty, and I no longer have to worry about being woken up by a suddenly ringing phone in the middle of the night.

Chen Shu, who was in a good mood and was about to lie down, drove his car into the nursing home, no, the SWAT team compound.

On my first day at work, I naturally went to the battalion commander's office to visit Li Da, the head of the unit.

In the office, Li Da warmly welcomed Chen Shu, his eyes shining as if he had struck gold. Li Da's hands were large and rough, and he squeezed Chen Shu's hand so hard it hurt.

Although Li Da was the captain, he never neglected physical training and often trained alongside his team members. Now, dressed in the special police's training uniform, he stood before Chen Shu, and despite being over forty, he exuded a heroic and reassuring aura.

Seeing Chen Shu grimacing, Li Da quickly let go of his hand: "Chen Shu, let me take you to the office. By the way, a few days ago a policeman from the Municipal Bureau came to our area for training. He said he's your classmate. I'll call him over in a bit."

"My classmate? What's his name?"

"It seems to be called, but I can't remember what it was called right now."

As the two were talking, they arrived at an office not far down the corridor, with a sign above the door that read "Deputy Captain".

Chen Shu pushed open the door and saw a handsome young man in a SWAT training uniform leaning back in the office chair, his feet comfortably propped up on the desk, his hands busy with his phone.

Chen Shu exclaimed in surprise, "Chen Chuan!"

(End of this chapter)