"Silly leader, we sit in the office every day with the air conditioner blowing on our butts and making decisions. In such crazy weather, we are asked to come out to conduct some kind of grassroots household registration poll. I'm afraid we might get seriously ill!"
Ou Yonghe hid in the shade of a tree, with a trickle of sweat on his forehead, his fingers were wet, and his back felt even worse, and his clothes were all stuck together. He couldn't help but curse under his breath.
It's already six o'clock, the sun is still high, and there is no intention of getting off work.
The old policeman Zhou Jian next to him had a calm expression.
Although the weather was unbearable, he had experienced worse environments. In comparison, this situation was nothing to make a fuss about.
Besides...
Having the sun is much safer than not having the sun.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jian subconsciously touched the gun in his pocket.
This investigation required signing of confidentiality regulations and the distribution of weapons, indicating that things were unusual.
At first he thought he was arresting a criminal, but later he realized it was not the case.
Thinking of the somewhat outrageous rumors in the bureau, although he didn't quite believe it, he became more vigilant.
As a front-line police officer, after working for so many years, I have encountered more or less strange things, and over time, I have become accustomed to them.
Don't deliberately think about it, don't deliberately guess, and try to avoid it if you encounter it. Being reckless will only lead to faster death.
"Xiao Ou, your physical fitness is a bit poor. It's best to exercise more."
Hearing this, Ou Yonghe's expression became serious.
He is a temporary worker in the village committee. He usually fishes and plays games at work, and plays games full-time when he comes home from get off work. How can he have time to exercise?
It’s been almost half a year since I bought the fitness ring, and it’s still gathering dust in the corner.
Definitely next time, definitely next time...
Next to him, Chen Guixian, the head of Maeda Village, smiled and said nothing.
He is a farmer, and you can tell by his dark complexion that the sun is nothing to him.
Only young people who are pampered now think of being exposed to the sun. If they go to the fields at three or four in the afternoon, are they afraid of passing out from the sun?
…
"Forget it, don't stop, hurry up and get it done. It's the last village. Get off work as soon as you finish it."
Ou Yonghe drank the last bit of water in the thermos cup, stuffed the water cup back into his pocket, greeted Zhou Jian and Chen Guixian politely, and the three of them started to take action.
This matter has to start with Zhao Yi's clue report last night.
To this end, Cai Quan specifically approached the Chuchuan law enforcement agency and borrowed 80 police officers from each district. Orange County also provided some local police officers, and then 100 volunteers assigned by each village committee, plus the assistance of each village chief, formed a three-person police force. Grassroots polling teams conducted door-to-door inspections.
"Be sure to register all the people currently living in your home, and no one will be left out!"
These are the original words.
To put it bluntly, this is quite strict.
When everyone received the order, they all wondered if they were looking for some Class A wanted criminals, and everyone was worried.
Especially the combination of police officers makes people think too much.
"Don't let me touch you. I'm still young and don't want to die young. I'd better leave the opportunity to be a hero to others!"
Ou Yonghe murmured in his heart.
They had already investigated and registered the two villages next door, and Maeda Village was the last stop today.
If everything goes well, we can finish it before 9pm.
…
Chen Jingle was playing games in the bedroom when he heard someone calling the door outside the house and quickly ran to the window to look out.
"Is Jing Le here? It's me, your uncle Guixian."
"It's the village chief. Wait a moment. I'll go down and open the door."
He saw two strangers next to the village chief from upstairs, and felt strange.
After opening the door and letting people in, Chen Jingle asked: "It's so late, what can I do?"
Ou Yonghe said hurriedly: "We are here to conduct grassroots polls. Please cooperate with us."
Poll?
Chen Jingle was confused. He looked at the two people in front of him, one in a police uniform and the other in a red vest. He hesitated and asked, "Can I see their work ID cards?"
Ou Yonghe took out his volunteer card from his pocket somewhat unwillingly.
Zhou Jian was very straightforward.
After reading it, Chen Jingle returned the certificate to the two of them: "I'm sorry, I haven't been to the countryside recently to promote fraud prevention. I just want to ask more, just in case. What do you need my cooperation to do?"
Zhou Jian laughed and said: "It's okay, little comrade is very vigilant."
Ou Yonghe unfolded the registration list and asked, "How many people are there in your family?"
"Four, my parents, me, and my sister."
"Are you all at home?"
"No, they are all out of town, I am the only one at home."
Ou Yonghe said nothing and looked at Chen Guixian.
The old village chief nodded: "Yes, yes, his parents work in Chancheng, and his sister studies in the provincial capital. He usually lives at home alone."
Zhou Jian asked: "Is it convenient for us to come into the house and take a look?"
Although Chen Jingle was confused, he nodded out of trust in the people's police: "Okay, no problem."
The four of them entered the house and looked around to make sure there was nothing wrong.
Chen Jingle wrote the names of his family members on the roster again.
"Excuse me, no problem, let's go to the next house first."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Goodbye."
After watching the three people go out, Chen Jingle returned to the house.
After walking a little further, Zhou Jiancai said, "Young man is quite polite."
Chen Guixian chuckled: "Yes, we are a rare key college student in our village. His character and talents are first-class."
"Then why don't you go out to work?" Ou Yonghe wondered.
"It's said that he does some kind of freelance work, but I don't know much about it."
Zhou Jian suddenly realized: "Nowadays, many young people don't like to work. They work on self-media and the like by themselves. It's easy, but it's unstable."
"Indeed, stability is very important."
Farmers who rely on the sky for food know this very well.
…
"Is A'qu at home?"
I heard someone shouting outside, followed by a burst of words.
Chen Zhenji came out of the room and saw an old policeman and a young man who looked like a volunteer in a red vest walking into the yard, and he felt doubtful.
The old village chief will introduce the routine.
Chen Zhenji's father picked up a pen and wrote the names of his family members on the list.
After getting permission, Zhou Jian entered the house to check the situation.
But when he walked into the living room, his eyes fell directly on a triangular charm hanging on the wall. It looked ordinary, but it felt extraordinary.
This is the intuition of a veteran police officer with more than 20 years of work experience.
Chen Zhenji was confused: "Uncle policeman, is there any problem?"
Zhou Jian looked away and smiled sheepishly: "This talisman of yours is different from the one we have. Where did you get it?"
"This is what I asked for in the Guanyin Temple."
"Guanyin Temple?"
Chen Zhenji smiled brightly: "Yes, the Guanyin Temple in Orange County is very spiritual and famous, don't you know?"
Zhou Jian smiled: "I am from Hongkan."
"Oh, I don't know that's normal."
Zhou Jian withdrew his gaze and, accompanied by Chen Zhenji, checked inside and outside the house.
After watching the three people leave, Chen Zhenji's smile faded. He went into the house and took his mobile phone to send a message to Chen Jingle: "Two people and the village chief just came to my house, saying they were doing grassroots polls. The old policeman among them noticed that I was hanging under the mirror. He asked me where I got the prayer talisman for my town house. I felt something was wrong, so I said I got it from the Guanyin Temple.”
"I see."
Chen Jingle had previously wondered why grassroots polls were suddenly conducted, but now he had some clues. He replied: "It's okay. Just notice it if you notice it."
He never dared to underestimate the power of the state machinery, but he just didn't know what the attitude was.
