Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 802 A Very Remarkable Thing
The sun was blazing overhead, and even though it was past September, it was still so hot that people felt dizzy.

The Santana's engine roared loudly even though it wasn't going very fast, and the air conditioning vents inside the car were making a similarly loud noise, but the result was similar to the engine—besides making a lot of noise, they didn't have any real effect.

He Chengfeng sat in the driver's seat, rolled the window all the way down, and chuckled, "The weather here is pretty good, we usually don't need to turn on the air conditioning. Today, well, it's a special case, not common."

Chen Shu and the others wiped the sweat from their foreheads, gaining a more intuitive understanding of the local public security's funding.

As the conversation continued, Jiang Hai explained the recruitment situation for the police academy in Donghai Province: "We don't just look at the scores in the college entrance examination; we also have to add the scores from the physical fitness test arranged by the police academy itself. Then, we admit students according to their total scores. Well, the scores are different in each place. For example, in economically developed areas, because there are more applicants, the admission score will be relatively higher."

"Physical fitness test? It won't account for many points. Then tell me the lowest and highest scores of your district's college entrance examination."

"The lowest score in our squad was from Xishui City. I remember it was around 570 or 580 to get into the police academy."

Chen Shu nodded and added, "That's true. When I took the college entrance exam, Xishui's cutoff score was the lowest in the entire college. One of my classmates is now the deputy director, but his institute only has four positions: director, instructor, deputy director, and police officer. That's it. Although he's called the deputy director, he's practically a police officer."

"Our treatment is worse, but compared to yours, our police force is passable." Hearing this, He Chengfeng laughed, a rare look of pride on his face. "Well, our two provinces are different, so the scores should be different too. Just tell me how many points you need to exceed your province's first-tier university admission line?"

"Around ten points."

"That should be enough to get into a 211 university. What's the highest score?"

“The highest score in our district is over 630.” Jiang Hai proactively brought up the comparison without needing to be reminded, “It was a girl. That score in academic subjects would get her into the best school in the province, and even one of the top five in the country.”

"Looks like your grades are pretty good. You'll definitely be better than us self-taught guys when you start working," He Chengfeng praised Jiang Hai, then continued, "Do you know why the cutoff scores are so high where you are?"

"The police academy only recruits a small number of people each year, so with so many applicants, the scores are naturally high."

"Have you ever wondered why so many people in your area take the police academy entrance exam?"

Jiang Hai, precocious as ever, wiped his nose and said lightly, "It must be because of the high salaries. I heard that in good cities and counties, you can earn more than 300,000 a year!"

He Chengfeng shook his head and said seriously, "Although our salary has been cut in half, in terms of cost of living, it's actually not much different from your 300,000."

Jiang Hai glanced quickly at Chen Shu sitting in the passenger seat. Seeing that the other man didn't react, he said directly, "The police are part of the state's violent apparatus. They have power and influence in the local area, and boys all like them!"

"Power and influence?" He Chengfeng chuckled a few times and continued to shake his head. "Being a police officer might be a good job in other provinces. But with your Donghai Province's police system, which is stricter than your own parents, tell me, how does that constitute power and influence?"

Chen Chuan, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Donghai Province is famous throughout the country for its police management system. There is a saying that has spread far and wide within the system: "When it comes to police management in China, look to Donghai."

At first glance, it seems quite honorable, and one might assume it's a highly complimentary statement.

Only when you're actually in the midst of it do you realize how painful it is.

For example, in Dongzhou City, a police officer was alerted by the facial recognition system placed at the front desk of a karaoke bar by his unit's disciplinary department when he took his child and relatives and friends there during his break.

The next day, he was severely punished. To make an example of him, the punishment was quite severe; he was confined for a week, cutting off his promotion path for the next three years.

The police officer involved was naturally indignant, feeling utterly wronged. He felt he was being denied entry to a place where even elementary school students could sing.

As expected, the matter escalated to the point of reaching the capital.

Although the department eventually rescinded the punishment for the police officer, it still reveals the extent of Donghai Province's control over grassroots police officers.

Other provinces jokingly say that the police in Donghai are more, stricter, and more meticulous than their own parents, and that their control is ubiquitous and constant.

In a meeting with all police officers in the province, the leaders of Donghai also made this classic statement: "Management is compassion, control is love, and control is for the sake of your next generation."

It became a widely praised story.

Later, that leader got into trouble and went to jail. His subordinates joked that he was always right. He was too powerful and no one could control him, so eventually, problems arose.

His next generation has essentially lost the path to politics.

"Hehe, this is for our own good too," Jiang Hai scratched his head a little embarrassedly, then returned to the question, somewhat uncertainly, "So, could it be to get a stable job? After all, the economy outside is getting worse and worse, and we police officers don't have a mid-life crisis at thirty-five, the benefits are good, and we can work until retirement!"

He Chengfeng smiled and nodded slightly: "That's more plausible. But I'll say it again, police officers in Donghai have stable jobs, but police officers in Yunnan Province don't? What, are we going to be kicked out of our units when we turn thirty-five?"

Jiang Hai simply admitted defeat and asked, "He Da, what exactly is the reason?"

As they were talking, the convoy had already driven off the mountain road. He Chengfeng stopped by the roadside, stuck his hand out the window, and waved to the two police cars following him, signaling them to go first.

As two police cars passed behind, one of them slowed down. One of the officers in the passenger seat rolled down the window and shouted to them, "We're heading back to the station now. Be careful, Dad, call us if anything happens."

This seemingly ordinary piece of advice took on a completely different meaning when heard by Chen Shu and the others.

He Chengfeng squinted at the distance and calmly said, "Because it's safe."

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Chen Shu's expression completely changed, becoming calm and serious.

He had considered many, many answers, but he never expected it to be safety.

It's unbelievable that someone would say, in front of all the frontline law enforcement officers, that you police officers are very safe.

Chen Shu would have a thousand reasons to refute anyone else, but this person was also a policeman, and a criminal investigator with a considerable degree of danger.

"Hey, what does this have to do with us coming here today to deliver the good news to Brother Huangmao?" Jiang Hai, who hadn't experienced the harsh realities of life, didn't think much of it and just asked casually.

"Officer Chen, this is the first time you've seen something like this, isn't it?"

To be honest, this was the first time anyone from Donghai Province had ever seen anything like this, including Chen Shu, who had been in the police system the longest and had the most experience, and Zhu Yiba, who had served in Yunnan Province for many years.

How could the unit possibly organize its valuable police force to deliver a congratulatory letter to the home of a policeman who has only received a third-class merit award, complete with a custom-made banner and an exquisite plaque?

Let alone a third-class merit, even a second-class merit is impossible!
It is said that Huang Mao's father seemed quite proud of the plaque that read "Third-Class Merit," showing no embarrassment whatsoever, and his words implied that he genuinely felt honored.

The surrounding villagers also looked on with envy and offered their congratulations. Chen Shu and the others saw this scene and knew it was genuine.

Chen Shu rolled down the car window, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said frankly, "It was indeed the first time I'd seen it, but to be honest, I felt a bit awkward at first, since it was only a third-class merit. But watching them sing and dance later, it was actually quite nice. I think they must have been very happy, like it was a festival."

He Chengfeng clapped his hands and laughed, "That's right, that's the feeling we want, that's what we want everyone to be happy!"

Jiang Hai suddenly asked, "Hey, why didn't you invite Huang Mao Ge to come along? He must really want to come too!"

He Chengfeng suddenly fell silent, which was unusual for him. After a moment, he slowly said, "Xiao Huang came this time, but what if he can't come next time?"

"If you can't come, just ask for leave. But I'm thinking, it's not a very important matter, why can't you come at another time?" As he spoke, Jiang Hai noticed that the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit strange, and everyone was silent.

He didn't know why, but he was certain it was his fault.

Jiang Hai immediately stopped talking.

He Chengfeng took a deep breath, trying to cheer himself up. He first muttered to himself, "It's really nothing," and then looked back at the Republic's reserve police officer sitting in the back row, who had been full of fighting spirit all along.

He blinked hard and pointed to the left front.

It was a typical cemetery, surrounded by lush greenery.

“Every year, our province has the highest number of police officers killed in the line of duty in the country. Behind this heavy glory are countless broken families.”

He Chengfeng's voice was deep, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

"They're gone, but we're still here. While they're still alive, let's make our relatives and friends happy a little more. Isn't that a wonderful thing? We can't expect our loved ones to shed tears every time a colleague shows up."

Finally, the slowly setting sun cast its golden rays into the car.

It spilled on He Chengfeng, a former anti-drug police officer in Yunnan Province.

By now, you guys should be able to guess what the next episode is: Yunnan Province's anti-drug campaign.

However, at the very end, Old Bear suddenly realized that this part might not be able to be written here, and the risk was quite high. But after setting up the story for so long, and with the main characters even recruiting former anti-drug border guards and then traveling all the way from the East China Sea to Yunnan Province, he was a little reluctant to leave.

After much thought, I decided to add a subplot about anti-fraud to the original main storyline. This way, if we follow both storylines together, we'll still have room to maneuver if we get locked up in a dark room.

By the way, I need to take a day off. Although it's a side story, it's still a story, and I have to make sure everyone understands it clearly. Give me a day to think about it; one day is enough!
On a side note, as a nation that was nearly wiped out by opium, and as a newly established China that has just crawled out of the abyss of drugs, drug control is not only the task of the police, but also the inescapable responsibility of every Chinese person.

Salute!

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(End of this chapter)