togophonebook Chapter 266 Second Uncle's Occupation
Chapter 266 Second Uncle's Occupation
Local Sheriff's Office.
At this time, several journalists were waiting at the gate early.
As always, the photographer carried the lens.
He stared intently at the intersection.
Waiting for the hero to triumph.
No way, the law and order in their place is really good.
If you catch a thief, you will definitely need an interview, so you can spread the word for the Public Security Bureau.
If only the murderer could be caught.
Several reporters still remembered the last time they interviewed the murderer, which seemed to be years ago.
Even the president called to congratulate the local Sheriff's Department.
"Where's the Polo?"
Several heads of the Public Security Bureau also stood at the door.
Frowning and looking ahead.
"I don't know. When I called, he said that he had caught the thief. He didn't explain the specific situation. Moreover, from the sound, he seemed a little busy."
"All the people from the airline company have left. This is the big case. I will tell the reporters to interview this old man from Longguo and pry open the window of the plane. Is this an attempt to engage in terrorist activities?"
"Yes, according to the publicity, the law and order in our place is so good, it's obvious that our Public Security Bureau is useless at all. If there is a big case, we must publicize it well."
While several people were discussing in low voices.
Two vehicles from the Public Security Bureau slowly drove into the intersection.
but.
Looking at the dense crowd following behind the car.
Everyone froze in place.
Captain Polo walked over with even more embarrassment.
"Why are there so many people here? Once a thief was caught, the local people wouldn't have such a big reaction?"
"They're all thieves..."
"Uh-huh?"
Several persons in charge raised their heads at the same time, blinked vigorously, and looked bewildered.
"What did you say?"
"They are all thieves, the evidence is solid, and they all confessed on the way..."
If he said this, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Polo would not have believed it.
All horses are thieves.
Is this stabbing a thief's den?
There are so many thieves in their country.
how is this possible?
Not only a few people in charge were dumbfounded.
Even the reporter and photographer standing at the door didn't notice that the camera fell to the ground.
Several reporters took the microphones and looked at the person in charge of the Public Security Bureau in unison.
There is only one meaning in the eyes.
Are you still interviewing?
How to interview?
what? What not to ask?
Everyone is an adult, catch a thief, they can interview the Sheriff's Bureau with sharp eyes, and catch the thief.
If you catch two, you can praise your hard work, and the Public Security Bureau is awesome.
Catch three, and some say.
...
After catching ten of them, all the Public Security Bureau mobilized, defying hardships and bravely overcoming difficulties, and knocked down a gang of thieves.
But... there are hundreds of people arrested here, what do you say?
Did the Public Security Bureau train thieves themselves?
Who would believe that so many thieves were caught at once?
"Stop interviewing, hurry up and bring the criminals in, and carefully ask for their statements one by one. By the way, where is the old man in Longguo? Ask him first."
The person in charge hit his head twice with a headache.
Bite the bullet and arrange work.
Many thieves were forced into the place where criminals were held.
Su Mo followed and took a look.
The conditions are really tough.
Good guy, it's crowded, there is not even a place to stay in a room, and the canopy bed is full of people squatting.
Many thieves have great opinions.
He kept shouting at the top of his voice.
"Don't squeeze me, I just stole a TV and went out in a week at most, why are you squeezing me?"
"I can't breathe, I need a doctor, I have a lawyer, I need a doctor."
"Who touched me? Why are you touching my ass? Stop touching... ah..."
"..."
Looking at the chaotic temporary cells, Su Mo sighed and followed Polo into the interrogation room.
Although they are willing to compensate, but... the process that should be followed still needs to be followed.
The work of interrogating the second uncle is in progress.
Su Mo stood behind Polo, nodded to the second uncle, the meaning was self-evident.
fine.
What people ask, what you say...
After collecting enough money and compensation, he can leave the Public Security Bureau.
"Just ask!"
The second uncle licked his back molars, sat on the chair, and nodded to the two interrogation staff in front of him.
Also found a translator.
The attitude of the other party seems to be okay.
"Name!"
"Cao pole!"
"age!"
"67 years old!"
"Profession……"
"Foot a pig..."
The staff was stunned, unable to understand the word at all.
The translator next to him was also confused.
In his vocabulary, there is no way to describe this profession.
I haven't heard of it either!
"It's just fanning the pigs, don't you need to fan the pigs here? Take the hook... just like that... press the pig's leg... that thing is relatively long, you have to pull it straight..."
Talk about the job you did.
The second uncle is definitely a professional, even if he is wearing handcuffs and sitting on an interrogation chair, he has demonstrated it to everyone.
The presentation is over.
The people in the interrogation room ran away.
The little girl in charge of recording flushed and rushed into the toilet.
The two male staff in charge of the interrogation came to the front of the building with their legs crossed and leaning on the wall, panting heavily.
"Okay, I think, don't ask, don't you mean to take care of the food?"
Su Mo patted the shoulder of Captain Polo, who was covered in cold sweat, and suggested in a low voice
"You want a bounty for criminals. My second uncle will stay here for a few days. When the bounty is enough, you can directly pay the money to the airline company, and the matter will be over."
"It's not a big deal. The old man has never been on a plane, so he didn't mean it."
"Up to three days, we will definitely get enough money..."
After speaking.
Su Mo walked into the reception room.
have to say.
This place is really rich, so I thought that in charge of food, at most it was just ordering fast food for everyone.
did not expect.
A tablet computer was placed on the table, allowing everyone to order by themselves in the internal cafeteria.
Su Mo just sat down.
Fatty held the tablet and poked the screen like flying fingers.
He didn't even look up.
He kept swallowing his saliva.
"Brother...fuck it, no wonder they can reward 1,200 Dragon National Coins for a single thief. It's really rich. Look at their menu. There are seafood, steaks, and freshly squeezed orange juice... There are places to eat here. Yet?"
"If you catch a criminal a day, you can come here for a meal."
Su Mo grabbed the tablet.
Click to open the shopping cart.
After reading more than a dozen pages, I finally finished reading the meal ordered by the fat man.
Pursing his lips, he glanced back at Captain Polo standing at the door with a melancholy expression.
Weakly asked the other party.
"Can you really be casual?"
"The premise of not wasting, you can do whatever you want. After all, you helped us catch criminals. Don't worry about that. The funds issued by our Public Security Bureau for food are relatively sufficient."
Polo grinned, said something indifferently, and then lowered his head again to consider how to deal with so many criminals today.
There are indeed a lot of people.
Moreover, judging from the meaning of this Longguo man, it seems that after eating, he can arrest many more people.
I really can't handle it anymore.
Do you want to seek support from other Sheriff's Bureau?
However, in this way, the credit will be divided.
Captain Polo is caught in a difficult decision.
After getting a definite answer.
Su Mo pushed the tablet to the fat man, pointed to a dish on it, and whispered
"Put this dish full..."
...
at the same time.
The kitchen of the Public Security Bureau.
The chef looked at the five rolls of paper before printing out... a menu that was more than 30 meters long.
Hands on hips.
Frowning and staring at the number of dishes above, he couldn't help but curse.
"Not yet?"
"Fack, thirty catties of shrimp? Fifty fish?"
"99 glasses of orange juice?"