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Chapter 55 Sorry, I'm Undercover
The police station's squad room is naturally not easy to get in and out of, so there must be someone on duty to guard it.

But he wasn't very careful about guarding.

On the one hand, there are no particularly vicious prisoners. Such people were either taken out and shot last year, or have been transferred to prison.Most of the people who work in the police station are local residents. The police even know where your home is and are not afraid of you running away.

On the other hand, it is the local folk custom characteristics of Tianmen City.

In short, it is a charlatanism.

Jianghu, Jianghu, just listen to the name and you will know that it can only be called Jianghu if it is near the water.

Tianmen City has developed water transportation and prosperous maritime transportation, embodying the unique atmosphere of the rivers and lakes in the north.

There are many unwritten rules in the arena, but in the final analysis they are all a matter of "face".

If you are doing business without capital and are caught by the police and thrown into jail, you have to straighten your back when you go in and straighten your back when you come out. Even if you are pushed in front of the executioner, you still have to sing two lines of opera and shout again 18 years later. A good man is a true hero.

One cannot die without losing face.

Official errands are also part of this world.

You came in to work in a cell, but regretted running away in the middle, causing the policeman who was guarding you to get slapped. From now on, when people mention you in the world, they will look down on you, thinking that you are unloyal and have no character.

If you are really capable, don't let anyone catch you!
It was not difficult for Wang Yunxiao to enter and exit the police station alone.

It didn't matter to him whether there were guards on duty or not.

But you have to carry a wine bottle in one hand and snacks in the other, walking in and out of the police station compound as if you were walking through a city gate. This is a bit too much.

too conspicuous.

In order to keep a low profile, Wang Yunxiao picked up a police uniform and put it on when he came out.

Don't tell me, the design of this police uniform does have a bit of...well, a secondary aesthetic.

It’s not quite accurate to say that Zhong Er is a second generation. To describe it more accurately, it’s a bit of a next-generation trend.

Like the concrete civil defense project under the school, it doesn't look like a product of this era.

The old man said that the meat shop at the corner of the street had not closed yet, and indeed there was still light. He didn't know if he really smelled it with his nose, or if he was pretending to be cool in front of him based on his experience in the world.

The term "Er Pork Shop" may be unfamiliar to later generations, and it is a unique specialty of this era.

Ersun means that the store sells both mutton and pork, to distinguish it from the halal restaurants under the guise of blue.

It's definitely not comparable to those big restaurants with four guises hanging on the door, but not everyone can afford it.According to the customary saying of later generations, it was a light luxury consumption place for the working class.

They sell both good meat and offal. You can bring your own meat or ask the chef to cook it for you.

When Wang Yunxiao came out, it was almost nine o'clock and almost ten o'clock. The two meat shops that had not closed at this time basically had one characteristic, that is, the wine was good.

There are old drinkers sitting in the shop, pouring themselves a drink. If they don't leave, the shopkeeper can't take the initiative to drive them away.

Even if you want to drive people away, the shopkeeper has to come out in person to chat with you about home affairs, which is both distracting and distracting.

If you ask the waiter to come over and urge you, the drinker will lose face. Who are you looking down on?

Don't look back and never come back again. Let your family drink from the northwest wind.

Wang Yunxiao came to the store, and the waiter hurriedly greeted him, bowing and smiling: "Sir! You see, there is nothing left in the store..."

"Half a pound of roasted white rice, two snacks to go with wine, take whatever you have."

They were being polite, and Wang Yunxiao was not too demanding.It's late at night, so it's good to have something to eat. What else do you want, a bicycle?

The waiter went in and whispered to the shopkeeper behind the counter. After a while, the shopkeeper came out with two bottles of boiled white and four oil paper bags. He handed them to Wang Yunxiao and said with a smile: "Sir, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Yunxiao brought it to his nose and smelled it... There were roasted chicken, smoked pork head, fried crispy fish, and fried peanuts.

"how much is it?"

The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand: "No money!"

"That won't work. You should pay as much as you want." Wang Yunxiao knew that the food and wine were not cheap.Although it hurt, he didn't even bother to take advantage of it.

Seeing his insistence, the shopkeeper stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "I sell a bottle of Li's Shao Shao to others for one dollar and a half. I definitely can't give you this price. I only pay one dollar for the purchase here, and I will bring you an extra bottle." , come and take care of our business after you have had a nice drink."

"Where's the vegetable money?"

“There’s no charge for food!”

The shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "These are all the leftovers that were not sold at night. How can I care about your request for money? I know you are not short of the eighty cents, but if I take this money, what will happen to the neighbors later?" You’re making fun of my family.”

A joke is definitely a joke, but the aspect of laughter is not necessarily certain.

Wang Yunxiao knew the difficulties of these small businessmen, so he didn't argue with him too much. He felt in his pocket and there was almost one and a half cents left, so he took them out and stuffed them into the shopkeeper's hand, held his hand and said sternly: " That’s all I have in my pocket, I’ll make up for the rest later.”

"Sir, what did you say? You really don't need to say that!"

The shopkeeper still wanted to give in, so Wang Yunxiao turned around and left.

Seeing him walking away, the waiter couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I'm afraid he's a new guy here, how about paying for a drink?"

The shopkeeper slapped him on the head with his backhand: "You are the only one who talks too much!"

…………

What the hell is this Maotai 1573 for one dollar and five a bottle?

As Wang Yunxiao walked back, he muttered fiercely in his heart.

The price of wine is of course not the problem with the wine.

In these days, wine was made solely from grain, and there was not enough grain to feed people. The government not only had to control grain prices, but also the production and sale of wine.

A normal person can just drink a few gulps of glutinous rice and then take it out.

What kind of person dares to drink bottled soy sauce!

The cost of these two bottles of wine made Wang Yunxiao's heart bleed.

Back at the police station, Wang Yunxiao looked around and saw that the lights in the chief's office were still on - the new chief had not changed offices and was still working overtime to this point. He must be a workaholic.

The guard at the door was sleeping soundly, and Wang Yunxiao couldn't bear to disturb him, so he tiptoed and walked in with his head lowered.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a puff of smoke, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Someone is smoking at the door!
"stop!"

A steady and powerful voice came from behind, and Wang Yunxiao's body stiffened instantly.

What kind of serious people don't sleep at night and come to the police station compound to smoke?

If you smoke, just smoke and hide behind the door. You must be sick!
Fortunately, I came out wearing a police uniform, otherwise I would not be able to explain clearly.

He slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged policeman standing in the shadow behind the gate.

"Which department are you in? What are you doing out so late?"

Who is this?

Wang Yunxiao's mind instantly flashed through the faces of all the police officers he had seen in the Nantong Branch, and he had no impression of them at all.

It can't be such a coincidence...

"Qin Bureau!"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to test, another person came out of the police station, raised his hand and greeted the middle-aged policeman, looking very familiar.

I'm familiar with your size!
Wang Yunxiao couldn't help but scream in his heart when he saw Mr. He running out in a police uniform like himself.

I think you have a simple and honest face, old man, but I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person, right?
(End of this chapter)