"White Rainbow Passing the Ri" is not as fast as the modern technology products with four wheels. Comrade Luo Wenzhou was so beautiful all morning, but unfortunately he was late.

However, in this regard, Luo Wenzhou was a habitual offender. It was not enough to arouse his guilt after being late for ten or twenty minutes. He walked into the office with a swagger and accepted everyone's attention very calmly: "Good morning, boys, have you eaten?"

The attention was stained with a soft light of expectation, and the hungry people looked at him with deep affection.

Luo Wenzhou smiled empty-handedly and announced proudly: "I've eaten."

The affectionate eyes immediately turned black and turned into a sharp arrow of hatred on the spot. I wished I could wedge Luo Wenzhou on the ground and step on another ten thousand feet.

However, afterwards, the cafeteria downstairs immediately sent a few freshly steamed buns. When they learned that this was bought by Team Luo by swiping their cards, the people's mood stabilized again, and Team Luo became everyone's good captain again.

While distributing everyone the buns, Lang Qiao asked, "Boss, you're getting up late again, right?"

"No," Luo Wenzhou said in a casual tone, "I got someone to drive away in the morning and rode over."

Luo Wenzhou has no problem with his car as his wife. He is quite generous in this regard. When visiting in plain clothes and not convenient to drive a bus, he often "uses private cars for public use" and occasionally lends them to poor colleagues for blind dates. However, the focus of this sentence is not on "borrowing a car", but on "morning".

A colleague who had a good thing leaned over and asked, "Who drove your car early in the morning? Team Luo, did you have someone at home last night?"

Luo Wenzhou smiled even more clearly, and did not say yes or no, enjoying the special treatment of "crowding up and coaxing them". After that, he had to behave cheaply and said with a false complaint: "What's the mess? I've drunk a lot of the northwest wind and haven't digested it yet. Alas, at this time, I feel that single dogs also have the benefits of single dogs."

After hearing this, the bun in their mouths suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Although they filled their stomachs, they still wanted to rise up and kill this bitch.

Luo Wenzhou gained a vision of death with satisfaction, turned on his computer and logged into the "mobile office system" of the municipal bureau.

Since the last time the identity leak of the criminal police officer who followed Yang Bo, he has developed the habit of logging in and taking a look.

"By the way, boss, Director Wang of the administration yesterday said that it was almost the end of the year. The bureau planned to make a promotional video to popularize safety education on the bus and subway, so that a few people in our team would be released." Lang Qiao said, "You should have a better image."

"Tell Lao Wang that my subordinates are the number one Yangko in the city's public security, procuratorial and judicial system... No, the model team asked him to come and pick it up casually. If you like someone, you will take it away directly. We will sell our bodies and not sell our skills..." Luo Wenzhou stretched and pulled the page down, "Hey, what's the situation? Why did the naughty child run away from home also push me?"

The full name of this mobile office system is too long, so everyone gave it a stage name called "Check-in". The system design concept is actually very advanced and it is connected to the entire city. It is just that it has not been forced to promote, and its functions overlap with the existing public security intranet, which is very redundant. Therefore, it, like the countless so-called events held by the Municipal Bureau every year - such as promotional thunder films that no one watches, has become a "face project".

In addition to the small burden of formalism that "check-in" is required when going out for field trips, others will basically log in to check their work records when they write the year-end summary.

Luo Wenzhou has relatively high authority. In addition to being able to check the attendance of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Bureau, he can also see what the Criminal Investigation Departments of each district branch are doing. If the district branch and street police station encounter relatively complicated situations and need to be transferred to the superior, they will also back up simple information in advance and push it to the head of the relevant department before going through the program.

But the case that was pushed to him at this time was really a bit "trivial" - it was an incident where middle school students ran away from home together.

There is a private school in the city that integrates junior and senior high schools, called "Yufen Middle School". Yufen Middle School is managed in a closed manner. All students live in the school and can only go home once a week. However, several high school students in the first year of high school took advantage of the night to escape from the school. One of the students also left a letter to the teachers and parents, explaining the reason for their escape, which was nothing more than "the pressure is too great", "lost no one understands".

After Luo Wenzhou finished reading it, he was puzzled: "I said, is the next step for our work to become a search for the lost golden retriever?"

The public security system in Yancheng is generally like this - cases such as suicide, accidents, and searches for people are handled by police officers from grassroots police stations. If the police intervene and find that the incident is more complicated and need to cooperate with professional criminal investigation methods, they will report to the criminal investigation team of the district and county branch to which they belong.

Generally, only major cases that have crossed administrative regions or have very bad influence will alarm the municipal bureau.

Lang Qiao walked into his office and looked at it: "Oh, this matter, I know, first of all, this matter is cross-regional, and it is said that he also applied for the assistance of the Internet police. It is not something that one or two police stations can solve. There are many departments that work together. Maybe they didn't look carefully during the push, so they hooked up the municipal bureau."

Tao Ran asked strangely: "What are you looking for someone to look for the Internet police? Are these naughty kids running away from home to the Internet cafe?"

"No, because the letter left by the leader's child has become popular online," Lang Qiao turned on the social media on his mobile phone to show them. "There are many people who forward it now. Children now cannot live without the Internet. If they see it, they may not be able to suppress their vanity reply and they can locate the person as soon as possible."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at it: "It's been three days, but haven't the person found it yet?"

Teenagers are not the same as children's loss. They are high school students who run away from home, ranging from fourteen to sixteen years old, both men and women. Because they are spontaneous, the probability of encountering any danger is not high. Moreover, they are young and easier to track and are often caught soon.

Of course, it is more common that after spending money, the naughty children will come back by themselves before they are found. It is really unnatural that they haven’t found anyone in three days.

"Who knows where I went," Lang Qiaoyi shrugged. "I thought I was young when I was busy with early love every day. I never had time to do such a trick and make it difficult for teachers and parents..."

"Yes, you must have no time to study." Luo Wenzhou rolled his eyes and interrupted her, "Looking at the age of three, you have only this little chance - stop being poor, prepare for a meeting!"

This was a rare period of leisure after half a year of inhuman work intensity. Luo Wenzhou lazily hosted a mobile phone play... No, the ideological study conference. The main content of the meeting was a study material for hypnosis by Deputy Team Tao in a straightforward voice. Middle-aged and elderly colleagues whispered to complain that their children were not studying hard. The young people were led by Team Luo himself, and opened a group in the conference room to brush the boss on site.

It would be great if it could be like this day every day - the whole Yancheng was shrouded in the snow and ice, everyone was yawning to work and school, the public security system hibernated in a quiet conference room, and the biggest case at hand was a group of high school students running away from home.

The boss in the mobile game was shot to the sky, and Luo Wenzhou winked with the people around him, clapping each other under the conference table. At the same time, he couldn't help but leave, thinking: "What will Fei Du do in school then?"

At that time, his mother had just died, and he had another father who could not explain clearly. He was a 14 or 15-year-old child. He didn't even want to say anything extra. His worries were so heavy that he couldn't even carry the jack. Can he listen to the teacher's lecture? Will he be like other children, thinking about which university he was going to take? Can he indulge in early love without worry?

"Boss, get another plate, add it quickly."

Luo Wenzhou came to his senses and picked up his hot phone again. He felt that Fei Du might be poisonous. He was about to run into his mind to harass him, which was very annoying.

Fei Du, who was even more unfair than Dou E, had no idea about his "crime" at this time, so he drove to Yangongda with ease.

Pan Yunteng's office door was knocked three times, and he raised his head and replied: "Please come in."

The Municipal Bureau restarted the "Picture Album Plan". Teacher Bai's husband Pan Yunteng is the person in charge of Yangong University and Fei Du's temporary tutor. Fei Du's original tutor suddenly got a rare opportunity to further study before the start of school. It was really impossible to miss it. So after several times of clearing the relationship between the school, Fei Du was replaced by Pan Yunteng, and he started to follow up on the "Picture Album" project by chance.

"Fei Du?" Pan Yunteng was stunned when he saw him, "Why are you discharged from the hospital now? Come and sit down."

When Fei Du was hospitalized, of course, Pan Yunteng and Mr. Bai and his wife also went to the hospital to check on the disease. At this moment, his face was still obviously sick, his cheeks were pale, and his clothes were three points thicker than usual. When he went downstairs, he felt the harsh winter in Yancheng. He was blown by the hot air conditioner on the car and couldn't warm up all the way, until his hands were still stiff.

He thanked him, took a cup of hot drink from Teacher Pan, and held it in his palm for a long time, and the red fingers became a little more energetic.

"There is no need for follow-up treatment, and it's useless to live in the hospital. Besides, it's not comfortable to live, so it's better to come back and take care of it slowly," said Fei Du. "Besides, I'm afraid of lying down again. One semester will pass. What should you do if you ask me to stay in the grade?"

"Serious, so are you," Pan Yunteng did not respond to his joke, and said seriously, "It is understandable that front-line detectives encounter danger occasionally, but this is the first time I heard that a student who transfers the file to organize texts can catch up with this kind of thing!"

"Correspondingly, the municipal bureau did not have enough buses at that time, so I just borrowed them to use them," Fei Du leaned on the back of the chair very relaxedly. "I heard that the inspections written by Team Luo for my work were enough to be published? Even if this matter is revealed - teacher, have you read the homework I handed over?"

Pan Yunteng glared at him and read the paper he handed out from the computer. There was a TV in his office. Teacher Pan specialized in academics and was serious. Even if he was relaxed occasionally, he was watching the legal channel. After Fei Du came in, the TV happened to be broadcasting "Rural Police Story", which tells the story of a woman who died on the roadside after leaving and there were sudden brake marks next to her. The local police station quickly found the vehicle that the accident was caused. The driver admitted that he was drunk in the middle of the night and ran over the deceased.

But there was no sign of impact on the deceased, and the cause of death seemed to have another hidden truth.

Fei Du didn't see the cause and effect, but the atmosphere rendered by the TV program was weird and cold, as if there was something big conspiracy hidden.

Pan Yunteng probably felt it was noisy and raised his hand to turn off the TV. Fei Du turned around on the swivel chair: "Whether a person was killed by a person or was crushed by a car after he died, it is easy for the forensic doctor to identify it? What is the meaning of this so-called 'conspiracy'?"

"If you look carefully at the files compiled before, you will find that most criminals do not have enough common sense and intelligence," Pan Yunteng reviewed Fei Du's paper with a glance, saying without raising his head, "Some are completely passionate murders under impulse, and some are very stupid. The murderer will even believe some hearsay rumors and attempt to fool contemporary criminal investigation methods. There are very few real tricky prisoners - well, group trends, the word 'trend' is used very subtlely, why do you want to write this topic?"

"Because you are right, in some relatively remote areas, it is difficult to escape contemporary criminal investigation methods, and it often challenges people's psychological endurance. But group crime is another matter. Sometimes members may not think they are involved in criminal activities at all," said Fei Du. "The more closed the environment, the more likely it is to give birth to deformed groups, such as prisons, remote mountainous areas, etc. Of course, open areas are also possible, but the cost will be higher."

Pan Yunteng glanced at him.

Fei Du still had a scarf hanging around his neck, and his smile hid half in the scarf, and said his purpose: "Teacher, the three recent major cases are all mass incidents. Can you specialize in the album?"

Pan Yunteng raised his eyebrows high. If it weren't for the contact person he appointed, Pan Yunteng would have almost suspected that Fei Du had ulterior motives.

Fei Du whispered: "I don't like to give up halfway through doing things."

"I'll think about it." Pan Yunteng waved his hand at him.

Fei Du didn't bother him, nodded to him, stood up and said goodbye, and was not worried that the other party would agree - if that was the case, he would have a way to get the current contact person to withdraw from the project due to some accidents.
Chapter completed!