Chapter 13

It's hard for Xu Qing to explain why people want to eat unhealthy junk food while cats need fine cat food. He can only use "I'll know later" to prevaricate the past.

Happiness can only be understood, not expressed.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Xu Qing hung the penguin trumpet on his computer, opened the chat window, and repeatedly told him that he would not hide in the computer to speak. Instead, he went out alone after a thousand miles of sound transmission, and took the bus to catch up with Qin Hao.

"Where are you, mouse?"

"Here! Here

Qin Hao, who arrived first, was already sitting in the corner of the stall, gnawing at the peas and waving.

"Hey, it's dark. I can hardly see you at night."

Xu Qing turns around to see Qin Hao. Before he arrives, he smiles: "officer Qin is hard."

"It's quite hard. Sit, sit and fill it for you first."

"Can a policeman drink?"

"Nonsense, I didn't go to work, why can't I drink it?" Qin Hao pulled his clothes, "casual clothes, see?"

"Yes, order."

Twenty beef and mutton kebabs, ten leeks, four kidneys, two baked eggplants, and a case of beer are considered as qihuo.

Two people do not like those fancy dishes, barbecue is mainly these kinds, not enough to continue to add, until full.

"How's the job? How do you feel about being an honorable police officer? "

"It's not the same as what I thought."

Mention this, Qin Hao on a bellyful of complaints, "originally thought of fighting with gangsters, glorious wounded hero rescue beauty... No one! Every day is just a trifle. You can't imagine how wonderful it is

When my friends and girlfriends quarrel, I have to persuade them. When I mediate the conflicts between my neighbors, two old ladies scold me across the door and stop in the middle! I can't even touch a thief. I just mediate every day. I don't know where there are so many troubles. "

"It shows that the people live and work in peace and contentment, which is quite good." Xu Qingle said, "does every policeman have your dream of being a hero?"

The best friend always wanted to be a policeman when he was young, but he stopped growing up in his early sixties. When he knew that the minimum standard of physical examination was one meter seven, he cried with Xu Qing in his arms.

At that time, the two were still in middle school. Xu Qing, who was more than 1.7 meters old, comforted him that he might be able to get an exceptional admission in the future by training his arm muscles, so he began his career as a muscle man——

Fortunately, the height limit has been cancelled in the recruitment standard, and the vertical jump has been changed to touch the height, which is a disguised restriction. Qin Hao is so excited that he begins to practice high jump every day, and now his wish has finally come true.

"Don't talk about it. I'm almost possessed. Just before you arrived, I was staring here --"

Qin Hao poured a mouthful of wine and lowered his voice to signal to the other side of the road. "I thought that if a gangster came out and ran around with a knife, I would beat the table and jump out to fight with him... I would have a big play."

"... what and what, don't dream."

Xu Qing is a little guilty. The gangster runs around with a knife. Isn't that what Jiang He looked like when he first came here?

No, she was holding a sword... Fortunately, it was a rainstorm that day and there were few people on the street.

Chatting for a while, 40 kebabs were roasted and put on the table. They touched each other with a wine bottle and ate with a click.

"Well, I have something to ask. I don't know if you are clear." He rolled off seven or eight strings in one breath. Xu Qing sat up straight and opened his mouth as if nothing had happened.

"Come on, what's up?" Qin Hao didn't lift his head, competing with kebabs.

"Well... If, ah, if a tramp has lost his memory and wants to apply for an ID card to work, but he doesn't have any ID card, what should he do?"

"Well..."

Tons of

Qin Hao lifted his neck to blow down a small bottle of wine and said, "I can't do it. I can't do it."

"Why can't you do it?"

"This is the black house. What should we do?"

"It's the black households that need to be dealt with, but not the black ones." Xu Qing Tucao. Make complaints about the following aspects.

"Who's going to do it? Your friends? "Black door?" Qin Hao suddenly became interested.

"My third uncle's neighbor nephew asked me to ask. He has a friend who is very complicated..."

"Get out of here."

Qin Hao laughed and scolded, "unless the Black family can provide identification, such as finding their parents, providing blood identification or something, or... Anyway, it's complicated. Without any proof, a person will emerge out of thin air. Don't even think about it."

Xu Qing was silent and took two bites. She put her eyes on the road. After a while, she asked, "how do you deal with the tramps when you meet the Black family without identity?"

"Why do you deal with people?" Unless you are suspicious, ask three times to see if you can find a fugitive

"Which questions, which three checks?"

"Just... No, you have something to do." Qin Hao frowned, feeling that things are not simple.

Although this product is usually very curious, it just doesn't feel right.

"I've got a fart. How long have you just been in the job? You've got a devil's disease... Is it hard for me to hide a fugitive, and then I came to you as a policeman to try to cover up your identity?"

Xu Qing despises him and squints at him.

"... also."

Qin Hao thought, it seems that it is.

Pick up the bottle and touch with Xu Qing, drink two mouthfuls, then pick up the sign to roll a string, he chewed and said: "just ask first, ask the basic information, see if he can show his identity through his own account, if he's doing amnesia or something, he'll have to check."

"Three checks? What are you looking for? "

"Missing persons, DNA information, search the abducted database, or whether they are at large."

"That's all right with the three checks?"

"No problem... Why do you ask?" Qin Hao wondered, but he didn't think it was right.

"I'm looking for a beginning, or what are we two big men talking about? "Falling in love?" Xu Qing continued to despise, "forget it, if I ask you again, you may have to torture me..."

He put his hands on the table and said, "would you like to check with me? I haven't experienced it yet. Maybe I'll look it up like this, Ho! Missing persons. I was picked up by my old men. "

"Go to go, pure bullshit, I think you are from Nanshan Second Hospital..." Qin Hao disliked, "three check are not, check the entry of foreigners and registered mental patients - I think you are like mental illness."

"What if they're not?"

"Just let it go. What else can we do? It's not a crime. "

“……”

Xu Qing thought, not quite right, "what about other people's ID card? Can't be solved? "

"Provide information to do it."

"No information."

"No way."

“……”

Xu Qingdan is painful, "people have no crime, why not do it?"

"Because he has no information."

Qin Hao belched and stabbed the sign on the table. "Look, if I come out with a knife and stab you to death..."

"Don't poke me. Poke someone else." Xu Qing doesn't like it.

"OK, I'll go to the street... Bah, if you take a knife to the street and stab someone to death, go to Bangzi, and then come back to Jiangcheng or go somewhere else and say that you have lost your memory. Once you ask three questions, you don't know the past and the origin, and then you start anew with a new identity - is that appropriate?"

Seeing that Xu Qing didn't speak, Qin haole took a sign to point out Jiangshan, "as long as this person has existed, there must be traces. There is no person who appears out of thin air. If there is one, there must be something wrong with this person."

He shook his head, threw away the signet, picked up a string again and handed it to his mouth, "every walk will leave a trace... This is the father of forensic science, Edmund Rocca said, the golden law."

"Wake up, you are now a police officer, mediating the old lady's quarrel."

"... grass."