After seeing off Wu Changqing, Zhao Guodong saw that the time was almost over, so he walked straight to Jiangmiao Police Station.

Jiangmiao Police Station is located on Yanhezheng Street, Jiangmiao Town, opposite the Jiangmiao District Working Committee. Zhao Guodong walked past the gate of Jiangmiao District Working Committee with his bag. The gate was wide open. The red words "*** Dangjiangkou County Jiangmiao District Working Committee" on the sign at the door were faded, and the white primer was also a little mottled. He glanced at the inside that no one seemed to be at work. Zhao Guodong was too lazy to look at it, so he walked a few steps towards Jiangmiao Police Station diagonally opposite.

Before Zhao Guodong could get close to the door, he heard a strong engine roar in the gate. Zhao Guodong didn't need to guess that it was the sound of the police using Shandong 750 tricycle to start a roar. Each police station of Jiangkou County Public Security Bureau has a front-line tricycle. There are usually two police stations near the county towns such as Chengguan Station, Beijiao Station and Xiwai Station.

A policeman side three-wheeler rushed out of the gate with a silence. Before Zhao Deyue could see who it was, the other party had already braked and braked in front of Zhao Guodong.

"Oh, Xiao Zhao, are you here?"

Zhao Guodong looked closely and saw that his yellow police uniform was open to reveal his broad chest. Two red collar seals on his collar looked very dazzling. A blue-bottomed police armband suffocated in the wind. It was Liu Meng, a police officer at Jiangmiao Police Station.

"Yes, Brother Liu, I just came and was about to report to the station." I had some impression of Zhao Guodong, a policeman from the police station in my hometown. After all, I have come back several times. Although my friendship is not deep, I am still aware of it.

"Well, it's a coincidence that the Office of Qiu is not here, only Director Liao is at home. Director Liao is still talking about you just now. Let's go, let's talk about it later." Liu Meng, who had dark skin, was very enthusiastic. He jumped out of the car and threw Zhao Guodong's bag into the motorcycle side bucket. Then he turned 360 degrees, and the wheel brakes made a harsh scream. He crawled into the police station yard.

When he stepped into the police station yard, Zhao Guodong heard Liu Meng's rough voice roaring: "Guide Liao, Guidance Liao, Xiao Zhao, Zhao Guodong is here to report."

It was not the first time that Zhao Guodong felt so many eyes staring at him. A man in his fifties walked out of the door on the right side of the second floor. He was wearing a white shirt and a wide police belt tightly tied the police pants that had been washed a little white in the day, but his larger belly still revealed that he was no longer young.

Many eyes fell in the office on the first floor. Several strong men in public security uniforms but without any marks were looking at him. A woman's head was also stretched out in the bungalow next to the garage on the right. It was the household registration room.

"Oh, Xiao Zhao is here, welcome, welcome! Director Qiu is not here, so he greeted me before leaving, come, come, come up and sit up." The man with a slightly gray temple walked down from the upper floor, and his kind smile made Zhao Guodong's original unfamiliar feeling suddenly dissipated a lot. This is Liao Changsheng, the political instructor of Jiangmiao Police Station, an old policeman who has worked in Jiangmiao Police Station for more than ten years.

"Guide Liao, I'm here to report. From today on, I will be your soldier. If you have any work, please arrange it." Zhao Guodong had already changed into summer uniforms before coming to the police station. After a standard salute, he looked in fear.

"Why are you so polite? From now on, everyone will be a trench guy. Go to the conference room upstairs to sit." Liao Changsheng enthusiastically grabbed Zhao Guodong's hand and walked upstairs. He was a soldier and obviously had a good first impression of Zhao Guodong. Although he had met in the bureau before, he was not familiar with it. Today is the first time he has officially dealt with. "Liu Meng, call everyone at home, and everyone will meet, and work will be started in the future."

Although the director of the meeting Qiu Yuanfeng was not there, Zhao Guodong became familiar with all the colleagues in the institute at once.

There are only eight police officers at Jiangmiao Police Station. In addition to instructors Liao Changsheng and Liu Meng, Xue Biqin, and Lin Xiuzhi, both female policemen in their thirties. One policeman had been transferred to the security team of the county bureau a few days ago. The yellow-skinned middle-aged man named Luo Mingshan, who was also an old comrade who had been back for a few years after his career. There was also a policeman He Honghai who went to the countryside, and Zhao Guodong happened to have eight police officers.

Zhao Guodong carefully observed these new colleagues based on the information he learned. This was a habit he developed when he was studying. This was the case when he went to Jiangkou County Lieutenant Colonel, the police tutor, the criminal police team of the county bureau, and now he went to Jiangmiao Police Station.

Liao Changsheng is the instructor of the police station and the secretary of the party branch of the police station. He is naturally the second-in-command. Although the party commands guns, in the semi-militarized unit of the public security organs, the administrative head responsibility system is still the real core of the police station. The police station is a front-line practical unit, and its business work is the first to be affected. As long as the team does not have major problems, the year-end evaluation must be based on real business work indicator data.

Although the director Qiu Yuanfeng has not been in Jiangmiao Police Station for two years, it is said that not only is it very popular in the bureau, but it is also highly valued by the Jiangmiao District Working Committee. Qiu Yuanfeng heard that he was neither a soldier nor a professional student, but was transferred from the Agricultural Bureau. After only six or seven years of entering the county public security bureau, he was promoted from an ordinary policeman to the position of director of Jiangmiao Police Station, which is enough to prove his extraordinary ability.

The rest are ordinary police officers like him. Luo Mingshan seemed to be a little taciturn and had a good relationship with others in the institute. He Honghai was the last to go back to the countryside. He was not a few years older than him. He was a young man who returned from the army and returned from the army. His family seemed to be from the county town. He felt good after contact. As for the two female colleagues, Zhao Guodong didn't pay much attention. They were just in their early thirties and the other was at the edge of forty, but Xue Biqin looked a bit charming.

Lying on the bed just prepared, Zhao Guodong breathed heavily, and it was a new environment.

Alas, the criminal police team, I had to leave just ten months ago. I saw Liu Meng and He Honghai who were reluctant to speak but stopped, so I must have wanted to ask myself why I was sent to the Jiangmiao Police Station. Hum, misfortune, blessing, blessing, misfortune, I, Zhao Guodong, can't bear such a small stumble?

The sky gradually darkened, and the sound of joint defensemen shouting and playing poker were heard downstairs. Zhao Guodong also knew that there were no people on the streets of Jiangmiaochang Town as soon as they were nightmares. There were no entertainment projects. The cinema was on and off and was dying. Except for a dance hall and video hall that could also gather a little popularity, the rest of the place was dark.

There are only so many residents on the street, and people are used to this relatively monotonous and boring life. It is better in summer, and there are always people taking a walk. When winter comes, ghosts on the street can kill people at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. It's okay, either go to bed early, or play poker and play chess to kill time.

Compared to the streets of Jiangmiao Town, the textile factory's family area is actually much more lively. In addition to the dance hall, there are also libraries and cinemas that serve as auditoriums. In addition to several billiard rooms, teahouses, bookstores and video halls developed from Kron Ball, Zhao Guodong really missed his days in junior high school in his children's school.
Chapter completed!