V8.chapter 3

A group of 13 people followed the police back to the police station.

Wei Dong looks at the front door of the police station, and has a feeling that "Mr. huatui is finally getting serious.".

"All new comers have to register here before they can apply for a temporary residence permit." The police brought several people to a room, where a policewoman sat, "Xiao Zhang, these are handed over to you, apply for certificates."

Policewoman Xiao Zhang seems to be busy in front of the computer. Her eyes are not away from the screen. She throws a stack of sub forms: "fill in the form first! The pen is on the desk, and there are flower glasses on the windowsill

So, thirteen people began to look for places to fill in the forms. Ke Xun pushed the only chair against the table to Mu Yiran. He simply wrote on the edge of the window sill, guarding a bottle of paste, a pair of presbyopia glasses, and a pot of malnourished cactus.

Kexun did not apply for "temporary residence permit" in the real world. After looking at the contents of the form, it was all basic items, such as gender, place of origin, ID card number and so on. He did not even need to provide supporting materials.

That ultra short hair some of the boyish girl came up: "borrow a pen later, I use this water."

Kexun wrote quickly. When he finished, he handed over his pen. He saw that the other party had written the second half of the page. There was only an elderly policeman on duty in the next room. Wearing flower glasses, he looked through the forms of several people and made marks on some forms. Meanwhile, he asked two questions: "Qin Ci, are you a doctor?"

Qin Chi nodded: "yes, surgeon."

"How many years have you had the scalpel?"

"Nearly ten years."

"Well, we need such talents here!" The old policeman, as if he had been given a treasure, wrote down his "business card" with his occupation, then sealed it and sent it to Qin Chi. "In a moment, you will report to the central hospital."

The certificate in Qin Ci's hand is like a work permit, which says: Qin Ci, male, Department of surgery of Xincheng central hospital.

This place is in charge of arranging work? Kexun and his companions looked at each other for a short time, but they didn't feel the way of the world.

The old policeman looked at the young man with curly hair: "your name is Zhichun?"

The young man with curly hair nodded his head in a hurry. Only then did they find that the old police had their photos on the form. They were taken by camera, just like the quality of photos in driving school test.

When was the photo taken? It's so clear to take a picture of your face. Everyone can't help but look around the room and don't know where to hide the camera, and there should be more than one.

The old policeman continued to ask Zhichun, "are you also a surgeon?"

Zhichun nodded: "I just graduated from medical school, and now I'm just a surgical intern. Scalpel Not yet. "

"Have I asked you so much? Don't answer without asking The old policeman suddenly turned cold.

Zhichun secretly spit out his tongue, maintaining a smile on the surface: "ah, I know."

The old policeman's tone has eased: "you follow doctor Qin, give him a hand."

Zhichun carefully took over the work card handed over by the old policeman and stood beside the "teacher" Qin.

The old policeman then looked at the form. Maybe he didn't see what he was satisfied with, so he got angry and said, "what's this? art designer? What's that for? "

Weidong was indirectly named by his name. He stepped forward, cleared his throat, and decided to introduce his career to the elderly: "artists generally refer to the technical talents who process and create plane, color, tone and creativity. They are divided into graphic artists, web artists and 3D artists. Generally need to be proficient in Photoshop and other design software. "

This answer of Baidu Encyclopedia has already been recited by Weidong. When I was just working as an art designer, I was asked by the seven great aunts and aunts every year for the new year's Eve. I simply gave the most standard answer directly, but then the question came again -- "Oh, the technician is so talented! How much do you earn a month? Do you all earn annual salary? "

…… Wei Dong scratched his head and looked at the old policeman innocently. He heard the old man say, "we don't need this kind of talent here."

Due to the professional habits of artists and the forced habit of "painters", Weidong has already observed the city for a while. Now, with a smile, he retorts: "there were many design companies on the road just now, and some LED lights are still flashing recruitment advertisements. Call for artists."

The old policeman's eyes lifted up from the top of the flowery glasses and looked at Weidong sharply: "that won't accomplish the task."

At first hearing the word "task", everyone was worried, especially several old members - task? Is that the way it's put forward?

Wei Dong bravely asked: "Chu police officer, what tasks do we have?" ——Chu Zhiyong, this name is written on the work card on the chest of the old policeman.

Chu Zhiyong didn't seem to hear it. He fixed his eyes on a form in his hand. Then he looked at the photo and found Zhao Yanbao in the crowd: "are you Zhao Yanbao? Psychiatrists? "

Zhao Yanbao came out and stood at Chu Zhiyong's desk. His short hair, which had been cut thin, showed the color of pine needles in the twilight: "I'm just a graduate student in psychology department. I'm not a psychologist yet."Chu yingsiyong took a look at her work certificate.

Zhao Yanbao took his certificate and refused to confirm it. Learning from Qin's appearance, he pinned it on his chest.

The whole room is very quiet, everyone is waiting for the old police distribution, or hair.

"Why so much art?" Chu Zhiyong grabs his messy and gray hair? Wedding dress designer? A photographer? painter? Art gallery owners? "

Several "artists" are said to be a little embarrassed, but mu Yiran, the "famous painting appraiser", still has a light expression, and his eyes are slightly looking at the window, as if enjoying the sunset outside.

"Two big boys, you come to the police station." Chu Zhiyong lit a cigarette and took a few puffs.

Ke Xun secretly compared his height with that of lion. When he was hesitating, an old policeman's voice sounded in his ear: "Ke Xun, if you have practiced sports, come to our criminal investigation department, and the one with a meter or more will also come to the criminal investigation department."

In this way, Ke Xun and Mu Yi were happily separated, and they also got the certificate together Work permit

As a photographer, lion and Xiao Qinxian, a wedding dress designer, were assigned to the forensic Department of the police station. Xiao Qinxian was very puzzled about this and asked many questions, but the old police didn't seem to hear it.

Weidong was also assigned to the police station. In the household registration section, in the words of Chu Zhiyong, "manage registration.".

The rest of them stood awkwardly waiting for distribution. Chu Zhiyong said to Qin Ci and Zhao Yanbao, "there are still four people left. You can choose two of them."

As a result, sennu Chi Lei was selected by Zhao Yanbao, the second person she chose was Zhu Haowen.

Qin CI gave Zhao Yanbao the chance to choose people. For him, those who had no medical experience were almost the same. Therefore, Su Benxin and Yu Ji, the painter, were left in the central hospital.

"It's getting late. I'll go back to each unit and arrange the dormitory." Chu Zhiyong looked at his watch and was ready to leave work.

It's going to be dark, but I don't even touch the edge of the death rule at the moment. It's only a gamble to go back.

As a "new man" in the police station, Ke Xun took a step forward and saluted the old police: "Uncle Chu, what is our central task?"

"Most of the young people who come to Xincheng come to talk about love. I don't know much about your young people."

Kexun remembered walking on the streets of the city just now, and there were all kinds of billboards saying "romantic city". Maybe it was also a way to show the charm of the city, just like Paris, the city of romance?

Su Benxin has just hung the work card with the words "surgery of Xincheng Central Hospital" on his chest. At this time, he doesn't realize that his central idea when planning this art exhibition is to talk about a mature love. Is this a coincidence or

People who have not experienced the death world in the painting will always guess the painter's intention with goodwill.

However, Mu Yi Ran looked at his work card repeatedly and finally put forward his own question: "Chu police officer, you can handle affairs only when you are instructed. The earlier we understand the core of the task, the sooner we can complete the task. This certificate is only valid for 13 days. I'm afraid we don't have much time to go around. "

On hearing this, they rushed to see their own work cards. On the bottom of the reverse side, a line of small characters read: valid period of the certificate: 13 days from the date of official holding the certificate.

There is no specific year and month in it, but this is not what we are most concerned about - "13 days?! What do we need to do in these 13 days? " It was Xiao Qinxian who took the lead in raising the question.

"Find enough animals." Chu Zhiyong seemed to be talking to himself.

"What?"

"Find enough scarlet beasts." Chu Zhiyong's gray eyes looked at everyone.

"How is it enough?" Mu Yi Ran has grasped a secondary point: there will certainly be an explanation for Fei se beast in the future, so we don't need to ask it now.

"13 kg."

welcome the fairies [a Tong Tong Tong Mu] and [not central] to paint ~

and thank [not central] for the nutrient solution irrigated by [not central] ~

by way of digression, I have a classmate's network name [central] ~ at the same time, I will have a kind of question between yes and no

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