You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 163 The First Snow of 97.

December 20th, the winter solstice is just two days away.

Two years ago, on May 1, 1995, the two-day weekend system was officially implemented, and it was the first time that Yang Jinwen enjoyed a weekend holiday.

Since joining the police force in June, he has only had one day off per week at most. When a case comes up, he doesn't even get a day off.

The Dongfeng Guesthouse arson and murder case was successfully solved, and Lu Shaohua generously gave the criminal police team two days off.

If we don't give them a holiday soon, the families of the older generation will come to our workplace to cause trouble.

Lu Shaohua was in a terrible state of distress, as he received daily calls from family members complaining about the situation.

Caring about subordinates' work, their family life, and the marriage prospects of unmarried colleagues are all traditions.

Lu Shaohua acted like a caring older brother, doing his best to comfort the family members over the phone.

He Jinbo and Zheng Kang alone haven't stepped into their homes for almost half a month.

It's like Yu the Great controlling the floods, passing by his home three times without entering.

If we don't buy now...

Sometimes, when they're investigating a case downstairs from their own apartment, they don't even bother to go upstairs to check on their wives. If they run into their wives, it's a whole host of troubles.

In the eyes of the wives, aren't you old guys just trying to evade paying your dues?

If there really is a case, He Jinbo will yell at his wife on the phone.

"If you don't believe me, call Lao Zheng's family and see how long it's been since he went home. I'm the captain. If I don't set an example and I shirk my duties, how can my soldiers charge into battle?"

I used to be a deputy, and you always said I was useless and couldn't advance any further.

Now that things have progressed further, you feel I don't have time for you. Whom do I give my life to? It's up to you!

Zheng Kang would also receive calls from the "tiger mom," and at those times, he would also say something.

“Call He Jinbo’s family and ask his wife if there’s a case involved. Don’t you have any sense of responsibility as a family member of a police officer?”

Besides the two of them, Jiang Jianbing was also in the same predicament, suffering greatly and looking very worried.

Only Xu Guoliang, that old guy, would often sneak home on the phone while handling cases.

It wasn't because he had a good relationship with his wife, but because he missed his daughter. His attentive and caring manner often made the logistics department grit their teeth in anger.

Why?

At the end of the month, when they checked their phone bills, they found that their second squadron's phone bills were off the charts.

Upon further investigation, it was discovered that Xu Guoliang frequently used the pretext of handling cases to call home, and the time was always the same: after 6:30 pm every evening, which was exactly the time his daughter would be home from school.

The one and a half single guys in the criminal investigation team, on the other hand, don't have this kind of trouble.

On Saturday, Yang Jinwen slept in until he naturally woke up.

Cat has already gotten up. Using Yang Jinwen's hair mousse, she stands in front of the washbasin stand, grooming her hair in front of the small mirror.

"Cat Bro, up so early, where are you going today?"

"I'm going to the South City Health School to find my sister."

"Oh."

Cat turned around and laughed, "Look at my hairstyle, isn't it cool?"

Yang Jinwen fell back onto the bed: "Go see your sister, do you really need to be all slick and shiny?"

The cat chuckled: "I'm just being vain."

Yang Jinwen sat up and gave a thumbs up: "To be honest, he's pretty handsome."

Cat smiled broadly this time, her gloomy mood improving considerably. She then asked, "Where are you planning to go today?"

"I'll go check the identity of the fourth victim."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, you have a good rest."

"Is there really something wrong with this Zhao Jianxin?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it. There's a real problem, but there's nothing we can do about it."

"When do you plan to tell my master and the others?"

"I'll bring it up again at the morning meeting next Monday."

"also."

At that moment, the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, and He Jinbo's face appeared outside.

He looked at the cat and frowned, saying, "You're having a date with Zou Jiahui from the archives?"

The cat quickly shook its head, its facial muscles twitching: "No..."

"Get her over with quickly. She works in the same company, so she'll see you working overtime. Then she can't blame you for being irresponsible."

"Oh," the cat replied.

He Jinbo looked at Yang Jinwen: "Tonight at 6:30, An'nan Grand Hotel, you two be on time, understand?"

"What's the matter?"

He Jinbo smiled and said, "Let's eat."

The cat was excited: "A victory celebration?"

"Think beautifully!"

He Jinbo glared at him, then his tone softened: "I've been saying I'd let you meet your teacher's wife, but we haven't had the time. Now that we're on holiday these two days, it's a good opportunity for us to get together."

Yang Jinwen asked, "Am I going too?"

"Is that even a question? Your master and his whole family are coming."

"no……"

"What? You don't want to?"

Yang Jinwen quickly shook his head: "The Wen detachment also invited me to dinner tonight, also at the An'nan Grand Hotel."

He Jinbo raised an eyebrow: "He invited you alone?"

"A family dinner." "My God..." Cat swallowed hard. "Yang Jinwen, are you going to meet Wen Ling's family?"

He Jinbo clicked his tongue twice: "How about the day after tomorrow night?"

Yang Jinwen nodded: "Mm."

He Jinbo looked at Maozi: "Want to go out? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

The cat shook its head like a rattle: "Master, I'll be there in a little while."

"Okay, don't wander around aimlessly, be careful."

After He Jinbo left, Maozi looked around, then ran to the corridor. After seeing He Jinbo drive away, he called back into the room, "Captain Yang, I'm leaving. See you tonight."

After washing up, Yang Jinwen went straight to the bus stop for route 6.

The weather in December was very cold, with no rain for two consecutive months, and the climate was dry and arid.

He waited for a while until the No. 6 bus arrived, but the driver was not Zhao Jianxin, so Yang Jinwen continued to wait.

After waiting for more than an hour, Zhao Jianxin's bus finally arrived.

Because the morning rush hour had passed and it was Saturday, when most people weren't at work, there were very few passengers on the bus.

Yang Jinwen boarded the bus through the front door, and Zhao Jianxin spotted him immediately.

Because Yang Jinwen was the only passenger on this platform.

Zhao Jianxin greeted him, "Comrade Yang."

But his expression was tense, and his eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Yang Jinwen nodded and looked at the bamboo baby chair next to the driver's seat, which was actually just a baby basket that you could sit in.

The little girl was dressed in thick clothes. She was sitting in a chair, holding a round lollipop and licking it.

The basket was secured next to the driver's seat, so it wouldn't tip over when the bus swayed, and Zhao Jianxin could reach out and touch his daughter.

As Yang Jinwen took out his wallet, he asked, "Is the daycare closed today?"

Zhao Jianxin nodded: "It's a holiday, so I can only bring Yangyang with me. Where are you going?"

"I'm just taking a stroll."

Yang Jinwen took out some change and handed it to Fang Yuan, who was standing to the side.

Fang Yuan swallowed hard. She still remembered what happened two days ago, so she felt very uneasy.

The car door was still open, and the car hadn't left. Yang Jinwen looked at Zhao Jianxin and asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Let's go now."

Zhao Jianxin closed the door, glanced at the rearview mirror, and then started driving.

At this moment, Yangyang, sitting in the basket on her back, was dancing with joy, pointing ahead and babbling. She couldn't speak very well yet, and her pronunciation wasn't very clear.

When she turned her head and saw Yang Jinwen, her eyes widened, and she burst into tears.

"Daddy, bad...bad person."

The child still remembers who snatched her from her father's arms.

Yangyang was crying so loudly that Zhao Jianxin couldn't concentrate on driving. While operating the steering wheel, he comforted her, "Yangyang, don't cry. Uncle is a policeman. Uncle isn't a bad person."

The child cried and screamed, "Bad person, bad person..."

At this point, several passengers sitting in the carriage became dissatisfied and began to criticize.

"Sir, is this your daughter? You can't do this! Driving with a child at the same time is too dangerous!"

"Yes, it's important to have safety awareness. If something happens, can you take responsibility?"

"Sir, I often take this bus, and I've seen you several times. You can't drive while taking care of your child!"

……

Zhao Jianxin was in a state of confusion and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Yangyang, don't cry, Dad is here with you."

At this moment, Fang Yuan quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and comforted the child, saying, "Yangyang, don't cry, Auntie is here, Yangyang, don't cry."

Yang Jinwen let out a breath, nodded to Zhao Jianxin, walked into the carriage, and chose a window seat to sit down.

With Fang Yuan's comforting words, the child stopped crying and fell asleep after a while.

The terminus of bus route 6 is Shuitianba on the outskirts of the city, with a total of 27 stops.

The bus will stop at each stop to wait for passengers to get on and off.

However, Fang Yuan and other passengers who frequently take this bus could clearly feel that the door took too long to open, the driver was obviously distracted, and he kept looking at the rearview mirror.

Yang Jinwen looked out the window. In the 1990s, An'nan City was in a period of great reconstruction.

The temperature dropped sharply, and pedestrians on the street, wearing coats and hunching their necks, walked in the biting cold wind.

After passing more than a dozen stops, we arrived in Jiaxing District.

Jiaxing District is on the other side of the Yanzi River; you have to cross a large bridge.

There is only one bridge spanning the Yanzi River now, known as Bridge No. 1. It was built with the help of labor reform prisoners and was part of their labor reform efforts.

In a few years, the Second and Third Bridges will also be built, but right now these two places are just a shallow beach.

After crossing the bridge, Yang Jinwen saw small, fragmented things drifting out of the dark clouds in the sky outside the car window.

Only after these things became a little denser did he realize that they were snow particles.

Snowflakes swirled and danced in the air above the Yanzi River.

The first snow of 1997 arrived.

Bus route 6 continued its journey towards Shuitianba on the outskirts of the city.

Yang Jinwen looked at the child sitting in the basket on his back. The little girl named Yangyang was asleep, sleeping soundly.

He hesitated whether to get off the bus.

If he gets off the bus, he will return the way he came, not wanting to think about anything, and go back to sleep.

If we don't continue forward, we may never know the name of the fourth victim.

(End of this chapter)