Reborn in 1976, teach him how to be an official

A male police officer in his thirties from the police station met Li Sanqi. After listening to a few words, he waved his hand at him impatiently: "Go away, stop talking nonsense here. This matter is not under the jurisdiction of our police station. It's not a criminal case. Go away..."

"No, Public Security Comrade, it's the comrades from the blood bank who asked me to come to you, saying that your police station is in charge of this matter!"

"fart!"

The policeman was obviously a local, his Mandarin was not very accurate, and he shouted angrily.

"What the hell is a blood bank? It's their turn to dictate what our police station should do."

"roll!"

"If you keep talking, I'll cuff you. Don't think I'll let you go just because you're lame!"

"Get out now!"

Li Sanqi stared at him intently, veins bulging on his neck, his fists clenched so tightly that they crackled, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Hey, you still dare to glare at me? Try glaring at me again!"

The police jumped up and slammed the table.

Frankly speaking, there are very few refined policemen these days, especially at the lower levels. They don't come from high-class backgrounds, and are mostly rough men who do rough work.

The most unbearable thing is being provoked.

Li Sanqi finally swallowed his anger, lowered his head silently, turned around, and left with his crutches.

Looking at his slowly leaving back, the policeman sneered, picked up his hat, put it on, and went straight to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Qingyang greeted him enthusiastically: "Cousin, you're here..."

The policeman cousin snorted, then walked over to him and said, "That Li Sanqi, the one who saved your Xiaobao, came to the police station. I chased him away. You can't let go."

"Once you get involved in something like this, you can't get rid of it."

"He'll come to you for money whenever he wants. These country bumpkins from other places are so broke they'll do anything."

"Hey, yes, yes, my cousin is the one who sees the long term. If he hadn't protected us, we wouldn't understand these things... We almost got blackmailed by him."

Lin Qingyang had a flattering look on his face, nodding and bowing.

"Cousin, you haven't eaten yet?"

"Sit down, sit down, I'll cook for you. Your favorite stir-fried pig intestines..."

Lin Qingyang picked up the rag, wiped the table clean, and repeatedly invited his cousin to take a seat.

"Don't worry, I gave him a good scolding today, he probably won't come again."

My cousin, the policeman, spoke carelessly, pulled up his trouser legs, sat down with his legs stretched out, his face full of an air of looking down on the world.

But it was obvious that the cousin policeman miscalculated.

Two days later, Li Sanqi came again.

This time they came together, and there was also a co-worker in his twenties, who was also a fellow villager, who came with him.

Li Sanqi was not looking for Lin Qingyang, he was looking for his cousin, the police officer, Chief Zeng.

In fact, my cousin the policeman is just an ordinary police officer in the police station. Because he is a local and familiar with the situation, he is quite popular in the station and everyone respectfully calls him "Captain Zeng".

"Hey, plop... why are you here again? Didn't I tell you to get as far away from me as possible?"

Chief Zeng, who was having dinner at a restaurant with several young police officers and joint defense team members from the station, flew into a rage when he saw Li Sanqi, and blurted out the "Two Character Classic".

Li Sanqi, leaning on crutches, saluted him earnestly and said, "Hello, Chief Zeng, I'm a veteran. Here's the situation: I went to the district Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a hardship allowance. The Bureau said as long as the police station issues a certificate proving that my leg was injured while rescuing someone, they'll give me the hardship allowance."

"I went to the police station, and the comrades there said that this matter is under your jurisdiction, so they are sorry to trouble you..."

"prove?"

"What proof?"

"Who will give you the certificate?"

Before Li Sanqi could finish his words, Zeng Suo interrupted him with a barrage of words, his eyes wide open with anger.

"I'm telling you, Li Sanqi, since you're a veteran, you need to be reasonable. Who saw you saving someone? You were clearly the one who got hit, and you even pushed the child down. Providing a certificate like that requires evidence."