Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 497 Honest Man Zhang Wei

Knowing that Chen Shu had come to the prison, Zhang Wei informed his superior and asked for leave on short notice. He went into the prison's private supermarket, bought a few bottles of Yili liquor, braised beef, and peanuts, and then rushed over.

The last time the two met was at a class reunion last year, where they drank quite a bit and had a long heart-to-heart talk. All things considered, their relationship is quite good among their many police academy classmates.

Whether it's a historical legacy or a professional tradition, XXX holds an important position in the XX system. The older generation of XX personnel are almost all XXXX, whether in grassroots business lines or government departments; almost everyone is XXXX.

On the one hand, XX work is much busier than ordinary jobs. It goes without saying that there are shifts and night shifts, and there are countless unexpected overtime or duty operations. After finishing, following XXXX naturally becomes the best and most convenient way for everyone to relieve fatigue.

On the other hand, XX's management has a quasi-XX nature, and the relationship between superiors and subordinates is much stricter than that of other government departments.

And XX happens to be the socially recognized XXXXXXX. Superiors can use XX to test whether you are loyal and whether your colleagues are trustworthy.

After all, the body doesn't lie. No matter how good someone's XX is, it will cause discomfort in a certain amount. And even if someone's XX is bad, it's rare to find someone who is allergic to XX or can't touch XX.

Although there are now regulations from higher authorities prohibiting XX on weekdays, it's still difficult to suppress this behavior all at once, since there are two days on the weekend when XX is allowed, and it's even permissible after midnight on Friday.

"Dong dong dong."

Zhang Wei knocked on the door, straightened his collar slightly, patted off the yellow sand covering his body, and stood outside waiting with a smile.

The door was flung open, and Chen Shu stood inside, smiling as he looked at Zhang Wei who had arrived.

His police uniform was covered in dust, and his leather shoes were stained with mud, clearly indicating that he had just returned from the muddy ground outside the prison.

"What are you doing here without telling everyone!" Chen Shu punched Zhang Wei on the shoulder and laughed as he pulled him into the house.

Zhang Wei, carrying a bag of liquor and snacks, said, "Hey, I didn't mean to keep it a secret, I just didn't want to tell you guys because I felt it wasn't anything good."

"Isn't this a good thing? You think I don't know that you traffic police have to pull strings every year to go to Xinjiang for aid work? But then again, you're going to stay here for a year, so you should have told us in advance, in case anything happens to your family, so we classmates can help out."

“My parents are retired and can help Lili take care of the child every day, so there won’t be any problems. Besides, Lili’s younger brother graduated this year and returned to Dongzhou to work, so he can take care of things to some extent.”

Zhang Wei set out the food and drinks and invited Chen Shu to sit down.

"It's Thursday today, is it okay to drink?"

The room wasn't big, with just a table and a chair. Zhang Wei moved the bedside table over and plopped down, then downed two glasses of baijiu.

"Prison laws apply here, but our public security regulations don't. Besides, I'm just here to help out; I only need to do my job well. Who cares about me the rest of the time?"

Chen Shu sensed a hint of hostility in Zhang Wei's words, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, the police officers transferred from Dongzhou to NX to provide assistance were people who had really run out of connections but still wanted to be promoted, so it was impossible for them not to feel wronged.

The Dongzhou Public Security Bureau had previously issued a document that specifically stated that all police officers who returned from assisting X would be included in the reserve cadre talent pool, and would be given priority consideration when the bureau had opportunities for promotion in the future.

Incentive mechanisms are a good thing.

"How's it going? Busy with work on weekdays?" Chen Shu raised his small wine glass and clinked it with Zhang Wei's, taking a sip: spicy.

Zhang Wei downed his drink in one gulp and then refilled his glass: "It's alright. The management here isn't very strict. Anyway, all the prisoners know they can't escape."

"You've entered the prison area?"

"If we don't go to the prison ward, are we supposed to be assigned to office work?" Zhang Wei popped a few peanuts into his mouth, his expression softening slightly. "Hey, we're lucky, we'll only be here for a year. Even if those prisoners get a suspended death sentence, they can get it reduced to 25 years. These prison guards, on the other hand, can work until they're sixty and still not be able to leave." "There shouldn't be much to do on duty in the prison ward, right? Are you getting along well with your colleagues, including Shao Min?"

"Besides not being able to sleep, there's basically nothing to do on duty. My colleagues are all pretty nice, and we just chat around while on duty."

You look thinner.

“I lost 17 pounds in my first month here! The thing is, I was already thin to begin with. I’m 1.78 meters tall and weigh 137 pounds, but now I’m less than 120 pounds! At that time, I seriously suspected that I had some kind of disease.”

With nothing to do that evening, the two old classmates, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, chatted for a long time and drank quite a bit. During their conversation, Chen Shu was surprised to discover that the phenomenon of XXXX still existed in the XX area here.

"When I first arrived, I felt really uncomfortable seeing the XX prisoners, I couldn't stand it. But I changed in less than six months! Hehe, the prisoners gave me a nickname, 'XXX'. Whenever I'm free, upset, happy, or anytime, I'll pick out a prisoner and call him XXXXXXX."

Zhang Wei gave a cold laugh, and the ferocious look on his face made Chen Shu suddenly feel quite unfamiliar with him.

This expression of gritted teeth was completely different from the one Chen Shu had seen him honestly performing his duties on the street a few years ago.

That year, the traffic management bureau strictly investigated violations by electric bicycle drivers, such as not wearing helmets and illegally carrying passengers.

The higher-ups assigned a lot of XX to the traffic police on the road. As a traffic policeman, Zhang Wei could only grit his teeth and stand on the side of the road, swiping and swiping XXX at people.

Those who commute to get off work by electric scooter already don't earn much, and given this situation, they still have to do XX for others every day, with each XX starting at XXX. Zhang Wei really felt bad about it.

So sometimes when people in XXX point their fingers at him and curse him, he just smiles apologetically.

It is said that Zhang Wei was once slapped in the face in the street by an emotionally agitated woman, and even his white hat fell to the ground and got dusty.

Even the two auxiliary police officers standing nearby couldn't stand it anymore. They stepped forward and pressed down on the woman, preparing to hand her over to the police station for obstructing the execution of duties or something, and detain her for a few days.

Such cases were common at the time, given the city-wide crackdown on electric bicycles.

Zhang Wei simply picked up his hat, dusted it off, and let the old lady leave without any expression.

Chen Shu knew this back when they were studying at the police academy. He knew that Zhang Wei was actually a good-tempered and honest man, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a Mr. Nice Guy.

"Chen Shu, you have no idea what those bastards have done!" Zhang Wei spat, gritting his teeth. "Those bastards! They're inhuman! They don't even spare XX and XX!"

As he spoke, Zhang Wei's eyes reddened, and he gripped the empty glass in his hand tightly, as if he wanted to crush it in anger.

Chen Shu could only silently refill his glass of baijiu.

"Yesterday I handcuffed that XX all night, hehe, just the same old tricks, only it took a little longer. Yeah, he kept doing XXXXX. I was thinking, what are they thinking when they're doing XXXXX?"

Seeing that Zhang Wei was getting agitated, Chen Shu reached out and pressed down on the man's trembling shoulders. Once the man calmed down, Chen Shu pushed the plate of peanuts over to him.

"Enough talk, let's drink."

Zhang Wei also realized his lapse in composure, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

The two then simply drank and reminisced about the past, avoiding any further discussion of work.

(End of this chapter)