According to Hong Kong regulations, police officers at the rank of junior officer can retire at the age of 55. Uncle Biao just turned 54 this year, which means he can retire in one year.

Although he is about to retire, Uncle Biao is still a senior police officer, not even a police sergeant.

The rank of senior police officer in the Hong Kong police is actually more like its own employee benefits. As long as ordinary police officers have served in the police force for 18 years and pass recommendation and evaluation, they can be promoted to senior police officers.

Anyone who has been a police officer for eighteen years can basically be rated as a senior police officer. They have served the police force for eighteen years. Their qualifications are there, and their superiors will not embarrass an old comrade.

Theoretically, senior police officers and police officers are actually at the same level, the only difference is that senior police officers have longer service years in the police force.

To be promoted to sergeant, ordinary police officers only need to serve for four years and pass the selection and promotion examinations.

In other words, those who are promoted to sergeants do not necessarily have to be senior police officers. Ordinary police officers can also be directly promoted to sergeants.

Those ordinary police officers who are capable and motivated will definitely give priority to being promoted to sergeant, and will not wait until eighteen years to become a senior police officer.

Therefore, many of the senior officers of the Hong Kong Police Force are in their 40s and 50s like Uncle Biao. They have no motivation for promotion and do not expect further promotion. They just hope to spend every day peacefully and receive their pension when they are 55 years old.

For an old patrolman like Uncle Biao who is about to retire, the police station will not give him very heavy patrol tasks, and will basically arrange for him to patrol relatively easy neighborhoods. After all, he is already this age, and he is not expected to rush to catch thieves.

Already.

If the thief is not caught, Uncle Biao will still be considered a work-related injury if he is tired, and the government will have to pay for medical expenses, which will be even more uneconomical.

Let these kind of old patrol officers switch to civilian jobs. They can't do anything. Police officers of this age generally don't have a high level of education. If they study well, they won't remain uniformed patrol officers for the rest of their lives.

To borrow a sentence from Zhou Xingxing in "The King of Back to School": I became a police officer because I hated studying!

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It was He Jiahui's first day at work. As a young newcomer, he followed Uncle Biao obediently.

Uncle Biao took a leisurely step and asked at the speed of an elderly person: "Are you nervous on your first day at work?"

"Not nervous." He Jiahui shook his head.

I have been a police officer for more than 20 years in my previous life, and I have faced so many vicious and cruel people. How can I be nervous while patrolling the streets?

But Uncle Biao was minding his own business and said, "Young man, it's a lie to say you're not nervous. It doesn't matter if you're nervous. I remember when I went on patrol on the first day, I couldn't even walk!

But you really don’t need to be nervous, just like walking and enjoying the scenery. The street we are walking on is an old neighborhood that has been there for decades. Everyone knows each other and it is very safe.

If you walk five streets further east, the situation will be different. There are several gold shops on that street. If you are unlucky, you will encounter robbers robbing the gold shops! At that time, the main station will call the nearby patrol police for support.

Even if you call us for support, you don’t need to be nervous. It’s still a long way to go from here. By the time we get there, the robbers will have already finished their robbery and escaped!”

"Uncle Biao, I'm not nervous." He Jiahui replied again.

However, Uncle Biao didn't seem to hear He Jiahui's answer. He said to himself: "I know all the old neighbors who live here, and they all know me. They are all acquaintances, and there are usually no cases. Hey, Liu Ji

, I went out to the stall earlier than usual today!"

As Uncle Biao spoke, he greeted a merchant selling roast goose on the roadside.

"Uncle Biao, we're patrolling the streets again! The sir next to us looks a little angry!" Liu Ji responded with a smile.

"This is Sir He who has been newly assigned to our police station. He will patrol the streets with me from now on." Uncle Biao pointed to Liu Ji's shop and said, "Liu Ji's roast goose is also very famous in Sham Shui Po. There is an opportunity.

You must come and try it.”

"Sir, I'll take care of business. I'll give you half an extra goose leg!" Liu Ji said.

"You see, these old neighbors in Sham Shui Po are very kind! So don't be nervous. Go back a few times and take care of their business from time to time, and you will naturally become familiar with them." Uncle Biao continued.

"Uncle Biao, I'm really not nervous!" He Jiahui said helplessly.

Uncle Biao was still minding his own business and said: "This set of equipment we have on us weighs ten or twenty kilograms in total. After walking a few laps with this equipment, I feel a little sore and backache. How about you? Are you used to it?

"

"It's okay, not too tired." He Jiahui replied.

"You are a young man after all, and your health is good. In fact, when I was young, my health was also very good, and I never felt tired when patrolling. But at that time, our equipment was less than now and the weight was lighter.

I remember when I first became a police officer, I had a gun on my waist and felt that I was intimidating. Later I learned that in fact, the main purpose of a gun is to act as a deterrent.

For example, my gun is a gun of mercy. It has never been fired. Just carrying it can scare away thieves. I have been a policeman for more than 30 years, but I have never fired a gun.

Aren’t you surprised?”

He Jiahui was not surprised at all. Mainland police officers did not even have to carry guns, let alone shoot.

Uncle Biao was still babbling: "Don't be fooled by the movie. In the movie, the police pull out their guns at every turn. That's all staged. There are so many vicious gangsters in the world. Anyway, I have never encountered them."

Pass."

At this time, He Jiahui had already seen that Uncle Biao was a typical chatterbox.

As expected, Uncle Biao opened up the conversation, starting from daily work to family life.

Talking about his wife who manages the house virtuously and cooks delicious food, and his son who has graduated from college and found a good job, and then enjoys a good life after retirement, it is simply a show of family life for an elderly man.

Autistic people would have been fed up with such a talkative partner. However, when He Jiahui died in his previous life, He Jiahui was about the same age as Uncle Biao. He also had a virtuous wife and an adult child. On the contrary, he was very close to Uncle Biao.

Have a common language.

In addition to being a talkative person, Uncle Biao also has the work attitude of a retiree. After walking for a while, he started to complain that he was tired. Then he found a small shop on the side of the road, went in to enjoy the air conditioning, and rested for ten minutes.

If you encounter an ice room or tea restaurant, you will order a drink by the way. The nearby neighbors are also very familiar with Uncle Biao, and they will chat with him from time to time.

There are no gold and watch shops in this neighborhood, no shopping malls, and no tourist attractions. There is not even a phoenix on the first floor, so basically no strangers come here.
Chapter completed!