Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

As for Zhao Wuhe, his attention was all on fried dough sticks. After his adoptive father died, his parents asked him to move back home and leave the house here for his second brother to get married. He refused to agree no matter what, which almost pissed off his parents. As a result, he broke up with his family. Now he is the only eldest brother, and one person's food can feed the whole family. With a monthly salary of 31 yuan, he lives a comfortable life.

"Section Chief, who did these two guys offend? Why do you want me to take them with me? What can I take out?"

Wang Fugui sighed, "I went to ask my old man in the Second Department last night. This little Qin killed Huang Qi's cousin yesterday morning. Do you think they can recover?"

"Fuck!" Qin Weide's eyes widened with laughter: "That little Qin looks so gentle, but is he so bad-tempered?"

"Don't underestimate him. I heard from my father that the people he recruited all have connections at the top. Think about it, only 20 were admitted out of more than 200 people. How can that be possible?"

"Then how do I bring it?"

"Just bring it as it should be..."

The so-called mentoring is the kind of mentoring between a master and an apprentice. In this era, the mentoring relationship is not just a casual talk.

If you admit it, then it will be a relationship where everyone suffers together and everyone prospers together.

This can be entrusted to take care of weddings, funerals, and even funeral affairs.

If an apprentice becomes successful but refuses to acknowledge his master, he will be despised by the world.

Qin Weide didn't think he had the ability to become Qin Dabao's master. From the moment he saw Qin Dabao, he had an indescribable feeling. He always felt that this young man's calmness far exceeded his age group. He had only felt this feeling in his grandfather.

"Ring..." The phone rang, and Wang Fugui went to answer it: "Hello, this is Wang Fugui, Director Huang, oh, Wang Datu, Zhao Wuhe and I are going to the square, Lao Qin, Qin Dabao and Zhu Jun are going to the train station, and Fan Lihua is staying behind?

"No, Director Huang, at the train station, do you think it's okay for Lao Qin to take two new recruits? There's a lot of turnover there, and the situation is complicated..."

Director Huang's hoarse voice came from the other end of the line: "Isn't there a police station at the railway station? Let Lao Qin and the others cooperate with the police station. That's it, let's set off immediately."

Wang Fugui put down the phone and his face darkened. This Huang Qi didn't look like someone from the military at all. He was only good at conspiracies and intrigues.

Department Three is quite simple. It consists of a large office where everyone works together, and two interrogation rooms that smell of blood. The only interrogation method here is memory recovery.

In this era, forget about human rights. If they think you're suspicious, they'll just bring you back and give you a break. You want to file a complaint? Sorry, no way.

Fan Lihua was very happy. She didn't expect that there would be two such handsome guys in her department. She had a boyish personality, cheerful and lively. After a few words, she and Qin Dabao became friends. As for Zhu Jun, he still looked cool.

Wang Datu was a simple man with a pure mind. He quickly forgot what Fan Lihua had just said.

Qin Dabao didn't expect his colleagues to be so easy to get along with. He kind of liked this third department.

Fan Lihua brought them back to the office. When she heard that Lao Qin was asked to take Qin Dabao and Zhu Jun to the train station for duty, she immediately got angry and cursed Huang Qi. Wang Fugui had a hard time persuading this old lady.

Section 3 didn't have a jeep, so when they went out on missions, they relied on two sidecar motorcycles and a few bicycles, one of which had already been taken away by Li Yong and his two companions.

Wang Fugui and his friends went to Tianan Square. The Municipal Bureau was in Qianmen, only a dozen minutes' walk from Tianan Square, so Qin Weide had to take them to the train station on a motorcycle.

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The Municipal Bureau is not far from the railway station, about three kilometers away. This is why the Municipal Bureau is located in the Qianmen area. It is close to these key places, making it convenient for police to dispatch.

Beijing Railway Station, also known as Zhengyangmen Station, was built in the 27th year of Emperor Guangxu's reign in the Qing Dynasty. This station carries a huge flow of people.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, especially with the 59th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China next year, the railway station began renovations in early September and was scheduled to be completed before October 10, 1.

There are people coming and going here, as well as construction going on. The environment is extremely complex. I don't know how many enemy spies want to sabotage here.

When Qin Dabao arrived here and saw the huge crowd in front of him, he realized Huang Qi's sinister intentions. No matter how much police force was deployed here, it would not be enough.

Besides, there were only three of them from the entire municipal bureau, plus a police station at the railway station.

The sidecar motorcycle was parked in front of the station police station. This station police station is not under the jurisdiction of the municipal bureau. It is the railway public security bureau and is not in the same system as the municipal bureau.

Qin Dabao remembered that Tong Dapeng would work in this police station in the future. He was still at home waiting for the approval of the replacement procedures. Before going to work, he carefully looked at the railway station police station.

Although it is called a police station, it is actually a branch bureau. There are more than 50 police officers here, but half of them have to be on duty in the car.

So, in this Beijing railway station where tens of thousands of people come and go every day, the people who actually maintain public order, including Qin Weide and the other two, are less than thirty.

With such a small amount of manpower invested in a station with such a large passenger flow, it is no exaggeration to say that it is just a drop in the ocean.

However, the city is not unwilling to solve this problem. It has sent a battalion from the Beijing Garrison District to be on duty here.

But the soldiers only stood guard and assisted the police in arresting criminals. As for how to identify criminals, they only relied on these twenty or thirty people.

After parking the car, the three of them entered the police station at the station. As soon as they entered the police station, it was like entering a big market. The hall was full of people.

For a while, there were noises, cries, and faint screams.

My heart almost couldn't take it if I stayed here for a while.

This is the daily work of the railway station police station. Almost all the people who come to report a missing item or a missing child. The victims' cries are heartbreaking.

But the police had no good solution. During the time it took to report the case, the thieves and human traffickers had already died.

All the police can do is make a simple record.

Qin Weide was very familiar with the place and took Qin Dabao and Zhu Jun directly to the director's office.

The director of the railway station police station is also a former soldier, named Feng Cheng, who is in his forties. He has worked at the railway station police station for nearly ten years.

Qin Dabao didn't know the surname or name of his second senior brother's comrade-in-arms, but he was definitely not the director of this institute.

When Qin Weide and his companions entered the office, they were almost suffocated to death.

In the middle of winter, the doors and windows were closed, there was no wind at all, the office was small, and the three people sitting inside were all smoking.

As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of low-quality cigarettes hit him in the face, and Zhu Jun almost vomited.

When Feng Cheng saw Qin Weide, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. Who in the police force doesn't know the name of Lao Youtiao?

He had originally applied to the Municipal Bureau to send a few more capable people over.

But when I saw Qin Weide, my heart sank.

When I heard that it was Qin Dabao and Zhu Jun's first day at work, my heart sank.

There wasn't much work to do, except patrolling the station square and waiting room, and catching any criminals I found and sending them to the police station.

In this era, there are no criminal suspects, only criminals. Everything is kept simple. Even if a criminal needs to be executed by shooting, they just issue a notice, take the person out for a walk, and then shoot him in the wild and be done with it. They don't even have to spend money on bullets.

Qin Dabao and Zhu Jun, dressed in neat police uniforms and with pistols on their waists, stood in the square in front of the station. They were a sight to behold, and most passers-by would turn around to look at them.

On the other hand, Qin Weide, who was standing aside with his neck retracted and his voice held high, was a stark contrast.