"I came back at noon yesterday, and I will leave after lunch later."

"So urgent!"

"There are a lot of things in the unit, and now it is strictly managed. It is already very good to be able to go back to my hometown to see it."

The "Korean Strike" is younger than expected, and it may be because of his clothes, so he looks old-fashioned. He is very enthusiastic, kind, smiling, and has no airs of a leader when dealing with the old seniors of the municipal bureau.

Han Xin had never seen such a big leader before, and was also a leader of this system. She was so nervous that she just followed behind so carefully.

Cheng Wenming didn't have so much scruples. He limped into the small yard with "Han Cha Biao" and Wei Zhi, and asked unhappily: "I came back yesterday, why didn't I call me?"

"I want to beat you, but do I dare?" Han Chacha asked back and said helplessly: "There are too many old friends. If you notify this but not that, people will definitely not be happy, and it will make it look like a thief when they go back to their hometown."

"Have you gone to Liangzhuang?"

"I'm here. I went with Chairman Ma yesterday afternoon. I put a grave on Lao Lu and went to Xin'an. The town leaders and the office leaders changed, but they didn't know each other. Even if they knew each other, they couldn't alarm them. Lao Ning arranged for dinner at Xin'an Hotel in the evening."

"It's rare to come back once, but I didn't even inform me first."

"When you retire, I will be the first to find you."

Han Dadiao smiled slightly, then turned around and looked at Han Xin standing outside the door: "Old Cheng, don't just go to the army to ask for guilt, let's introduce it first."

"Oh." Cheng Wenming reacted and couldn't help but smile: "This is Han Keng, Xiao Han, this is the old captain of your old unit leader."

Han Xin recovered from his senses and quickly stood attentively saluted: "Hello, old captain!"

"Don't be so nervous, besides, am I that old?"

"Hello, Chief, I'm sorry..."

"There is no chief today, only the old senior and the three of us working police officers." Han Daji took the initiative to stretch out his arm, held his hand, and turned around and smiled: "Political Commissar, Xiaolei, Lao Cheng brought a guest, and he would call a pair of bowls and chopsticks later."

"Who?" A well-maintained aunt ran out of the kitchen.

Wang Zhi and Ren Dasha are both old subordinates of the "Korean Strike" and fellow villagers of the "Korean Strike". Tang Zhi of the Criminal Police Detachment is a "personal disciple" of the "Korean Strike". No one came, and they didn't even know that the "Korean Strike" was back, but they ran over with "Cheng Crazy"!

Han Xin realized that he was an uninvited guest, so he was so embarrassed.

Cheng Wenming never treats himself as an outsider. He leaned over and looked at the cold dishes that had been served on the table, then looked at the wine placed beside him, and then turned around and smiled: "Xiao Han, this is the first political commissar of our Municipal Bureau Technical Investigation Detachment, and he is also your old captain when he was in the Municipal Bureau."

"Hello political commissar."

"What political commissar? I've retired a long time ago. Welcome, don't stand outside, come in quickly."

As soon as Zhou Suying finished speaking, a woman with a good figure who looked only 35 or thirty-five or six years old walked over with a smile: "Han Xin, right? My surname is Li, my name is Li Xiaolei, and I am the lover of your old detachment. We have heard Lao Cheng and Wang Yan mention you, how is your body recovering?"

“…”

Seeing that the young man was stuck, Cheng Wenming realized that he didn't know what to call him for a moment, and said impatiently: "Call me sister-in-law, I really don't know how you were a soldier for so many years."

Han Xin hurriedly said, "Hello, sister-in-law, thank the chief and sister-in-law for their concern, my health has long been recovered."

"Just recover, be careful in the future."

"yes."

"Here we come again. We all said that there are only old seniors and working policemen here, and there are no superiors and subordinates. How do you always tell us how to reminisce about the past and ask us to wait for a while to eat?"

"Don't worry about him, let's talk about us."

Comrade Wei hadn't seen the "Korean Strike" for several years. Not to mention how happy and excited he took the cigarette handed over by Zhou Suying, sat down and asked with a smile: "Suying, where is your Director Qian?"

Before the old political commissar of the Technical Investigation Detachment could speak, Li Xiaolei smiled bitterly and said, "Political Commissar Zhou knew we were coming, so he sent Director Qian to his daughter's house early."

"Our old friends gathered, what did he do here? Besides, I was busy with retirement than when I was not retired. I helped take care of my children, and I was washing and cooking, so I couldn't let me take a day off."

"But you still have to cook today."

"It's a big deal to go to a restaurant. Besides, there are everything at home. You guys talk first, and I'll be fine soon."

Political Commissar Zhou smiled slightly and went back to the kitchen to continue his busyness.

The lover of "Korean Strike" also tied apron and followed in. There were only four people left in the living room, including Han Strike, Wei Zhi, Cheng Fengzi and Han Xin.

Facing the leader of this system, Han Xin did not dare to sit down casually. He was like a child who had made so many mistakes, standing honestly beside "Crazy Cheng".

"Korean Blast" knew that the young man was restrained, so he did not ask him to sit down again, but asked with a smile: "Wei Zhi, how are you in good health?"

"For your blessing, this period of time is OK."

"I heard that my heart has a bridge, and it is not easy to recover from the current situation."

"I caught up with a good time. Now the medical technology and medical conditions are good. If it weren't before, I'd probably left long ago. How could I sit here and talk to you like now?"

"You need to take good care of it."

"I know, but I can't listen to the doctors. I don't let cigarettes be smoked or alcohol be drunk. What's the point of living?"

...

They talk about their health, about the current situation of their old colleagues, and about their children, but they don’t talk about their work.

Especially when talking about their respective children, "Cheng Crazy" is so proud.

Han Xin was laughing secretly, "Han Strike" suddenly raised her head: "Xiao Han, are you married?"

"Report to the chief, I...I got my girlfriend's certificate, but I didn't handle the drink."

"Getting a certificate means getting married. It's better to get married, and getting married can only start a business."

"Thank you, Chief."

“Where does the bride work?”

"The report leader, she is also a policeman, working in the Entry and Exit Brigade of Linghai Branch."

"The double police family, but it's okay to work in the Entry and Exit Brigade."

Cheng Wenming suddenly smiled and said, "Everyone said that if the disaster is over, there will be blessings in the future. This kid not only has a great fortune, but also found a young, beautiful and sensible girlfriend. The day before yesterday, he was entrusted by the bureau to serve as deputy director of the Intelligence Command Center, who is specifically responsible for collecting intelligence clues."

"Korean Strike" nodded slightly, signaling Han Xin to sit down, and said earnestly: "Xiao Han, Cheng Zhi can bring you to meet Wei Zhi, which shows that he has cultivated you as the backbone of our Binjiang Municipal Bureau's criminal investigation system. Although your current working relationship is in the intelligence command center, you must remember that you are a criminal policeman."

"yes!"

"What do you mean to bring him to see me? Cheng Fengzi obviously brought him to see you, okay?" Wei Zhi waved his hands repeatedly.

"Why do you think I'm useless? People say that the county magistrate is worse than to take care of it now. I've left Binjiang long ago, so I can't take care of my hometown."

"Han Strike" smiled and continued: "Xiao Han, I wasn't kidding you just now, because no matter which industry, it pays attention to a heritage. Specifically for our public security system, it is to carry forward the fine traditions of our predecessors."

"Yes." Han Xin was not very good at speaking and could only answer "Yes".

"Korean Strike" greeted him to eat fruit, and then pointed at Wei Zhi: "You must know Cheng Zhi's deeds and nicknames. In fact, Wei Zhi's nickname back then was more resounding than Cheng Zhi. He was the 'old coach' of our Binjiang criminal investigation system, and he had been in charge of this handsome flag for sixteen years.

At that time, there was neither big data nor so many system platforms now. The case solving was entirely based on visits and inquiries, and the survey was really all about 'iron feet', and even the case handling funds could not be guaranteed. Under the arduous conditions there, the Weizhi organization solved countless large and small cases, which deserve our respect and our learning."

"yes."

"Don't just move, I haven't finished talking yet."

"Chief, I'm sorry..."

"Korean Strike" knew that the young man was nervous, so he simply stopped reminding him, but continued: "What I mean by learning is to learn not only the spirit of hard work of the old predecessors, but also the professional skills, and the skills and tactics of maintaining social security in the context of the new era.

Cheng Zhi called me more than once to tell me about your situation. He really likes you, and at the same time he is always worried that you will not be able to use your skills. So in terms of study, I think you should learn from your apprentice. The apprentice you accepted in northern Myanmar is very hardworking.

As far as I know, she was admitted to a top three university in the world based on her own efforts and received a full scholarship! Her apprentices are so outstanding, you, as a master, have a sense of crisis. You cannot be a student. When you mention studying, you will complain and find all kinds of excuses and various reasons to be lazy."

Han Xin was so angry that he suddenly regretted coming here with "Crazy Cheng".

Cheng Wenming asked unhappily: "What do you mean not to learn from me? I studied very seriously. I was admitted to the police academy by relying on my real skills. At that time, the admission scores of the provincial police academy were higher than those of Sizhong!"

"I admit that you studied very hard in junior high school. At that time, the police academies and technical secondary schools were indeed difficult to take than the key high schools now, but what about after you graduated from the police academies and started working?"

"It is natural to work to work, so there is no time to learn."

"Old Cheng, don't be upset when you said that. Are you the only one who needs to work? If you can take the self-study exam and improve your education, why can't you? When you are a technical secondary school student, you are still a technical secondary school student when you are about to retire. You are not afraid of jokes from the younger generation."

"What's the education level when you're almost retired? But then again, Xiao Han, you are different from me. You are so young, you really need to strengthen your studies. You have become deputy directors, and the intelligence command center is full of talents. That undergraduate degree in Chinese language and literature is really a bit unprofitable."

This is not where I came to see the leader, it is clearly a Hongmen Banquet!
Chapter completed!