Chapter 55

When the patrol car restarted, Jia Youqian asked curiously while holding the camera: "Uncle policeman, has this tramp been in your area for a long time?"

The middle-aged policeman nodded: "yes, it's been more than ten years. Don't look at him now. Twenty years ago, he was a multimillionaire. Unfortunately, he was cheated out of his fortune, and his wife ran away with his son. He's been crazy. We closed it and sent it to the rescue station, but soon he will sneak back and say he wants to find his son."

Jia Youqian and Xie buchen were silent. The impact of these two days' experience was unimaginable before they came. All kinds of "labels" that originally existed only in literary works now appear in front of them one by one. Ordinary people have tears, grievances and helplessness, but they never give up hope. Maybe they have a strong vision for a better future, Is that what they can grow like weeds?

The patrol car kept patrolling the square until the early morning. The middle-aged policeman finally came to work and asked Han Fei to have a snack.

"Well, we have to invite them," Jia Youqian said.

The middle-aged policeman waved his hand: "you'd better invite me when you work. It's not easy for adults to make money."

"Uncle policeman, you look down on people. I haven't used my family's money since I was a senior." Jia Youqian said with a strong chest.

"Oh, where did you get the money?" the middle-aged policeman took everyone to a big stall and sat down. His tone seemed a little unconvinced.

Han Fei smiled: "Uncle policeman, it's rare for this Iron Rooster to pluck. You're welcome. The price of this product is tens of thousands per moonlight. We don't feel bad about eating him."

The middle-aged policeman was stunned when he saw that they didn't look like lying. He said with emotion, "Hey, great. I earn so much a month at a young age. It seems that our generation is really old."

"Whether you are old or not, you are more than enough to catch the robbers." Han Fei said with a smile.

Xie buchen and Jia Youqian took the opportunity to order. The middle-aged policeman pointed to Han Fei and laughed: "I can see that you three are the most philistine. Alas, no, but don't look at me. I'm a small policeman now. Before I quit, I was also a good player in the criminal police brigade."

"Oh, you have a story. The boss wants a bottle of wine." Han Fei doesn't care about the evaluation of the middle-aged police philistine. Maybe he doesn't have the attribute of Wenqing at all.

The middle-aged policeman is actually very talkative. After two drinks, he lifted his clothes and showed Han Fei the bullet holes and knife scars on his stomach. When he said that he had retired from the criminal police post, the one meter old man burst into tears.

"In fact, it's not grievance, it's just that the bullet hurt the lung and the body can't support it, but everywhere they are wearing police uniforms or policemen. Don't underestimate this piece of children's police......"

Finally, Han Fei returned him to his home. The wife of the middle-aged policeman was very kind. In the face of his drunken husband, she didn't complain. She covered his face with a hot towel and was busy.

In the next half a month, Han Fei and the three of them collected materials in the railway station square in the same way as at work. With the existence of police patrol cars, they were no longer regarded as bad guys, but some passengers were still reluctant to face the camera.

Jia Youqian is not reluctant. He has been capturing their most natural state, and there are more and more shooting materials. Han Fei's notebook is also densely recording the type and date of shooting materials. According to Jia Youqian, Han Fei can't shoot after graduation, and he won't die of hunger when he is a recording.

Of course, in Han Fei's opinion, this is pure swearing.

However, as the Spring Festival approaches, Yangcheng Railway Station has also ushered in the peak of Spring Festival transportation. Every day, the railway station square is a crowd that can't see the end at a glance. The police station has also sent an additional number of police patrolling. According to the middle-aged police, the next few days are a test of hell mode for all police.

"I said, we've taken almost all the materials in the square these days. Why don't we squat in the police station in the next few days?" Jia Youqian said.

Han Fei and Xie buchen said they had no problem.

Every year during the Spring Festival transportation in Yangcheng Railway Station, in addition to passengers, there will be a large number of vendors, scalpers, thieves and swindlers. Therefore, the film police in the railway station should not only maintain the order of the railway station, but also fight with these people.

Like scalpers, thieves and swindlers, it's easy to say that they just do it directly. In fact, these vendors are the real headache for the police.

No, a dozen vendors were taken to the police station early in the morning, including those selling water and drinks, food, small stools and magazines.

These vendors seem to be used to this, neither noisy nor noisy, so obediently stand by the side of the hall.

Jia Youqian couldn't bear it: "Uncle police, they are all trying to make a living. Is it a little..."

"A little too cruel?" the middle-aged policeman asked with a smile.

Jia Youqian scratched his head and smiled, but did not speak.

The middle-aged policeman shook his head and smiled bitterly: "what if you don't catch them? Continue to let them set up stalls here? There may be ten stalls in the square today. If no one cares about them tomorrow, there will be a hundred. At that time, you just can't catch them."

Jia Youqian was silent and told him rationally that the middle-aged policeman was right, but emotionally, he still sympathized with these vendors. If not forced to make a living, who wouldn't want to go home early for family reunion, but set up a stall in the cold?

The final result was that the police station detained the goods of the vendors and asked them to collect them on New Year's Eve. As for the vendors themselves, they were not punished, which may be the most gentle punishment the police station can make.

But to Jia Youqian's surprise, except for a few vendors who silently signed to leave, the other vendors said they had detained the goods and simply locked them up together.

Then, the police station decisively fulfilled them.

In the detention room, Jia Youqian asked, "why don't you want to go?"

An aunt selling small stools said proudly, "you don't understand. Buckle the goods. We have no place to go. It's still early from the Spring Festival. We have to spend money on food and accommodation. It's better to buckle us and take care of food and accommodation. Anyway, we will be released on New Year's Eve and just go home."

The other vendors nodded. Jia Youqian didn't know what to say. Maybe this is the wisdom of the people at the bottom of the society?

Xie buchen was stunned and had to admit that to some extent, this is indeed the most favorable scheme for them.