Binjiang Police Affairs

Chapter 1407: Chapter 209: You’ll Get Used to It

Jiang Youwei asked curiously, "Did that little boss report it to the police?"

"There’s a police office at the Water Sandstone Market. The little boss was beaten and ran all over the place, and finally ran into the police office to seek protection. But that police office is basically the ’office’ of the brothers Wang Baosheng and Wang Baoqing. They even bought a few sets of old-style police uniforms and security armbands. How would that little boss dare call the police."

"The police office became their office!"

"The police office was set up when the market opened. The local Police Station just went and hung up a plaque, and assigned a Cooperative Defense Team member to be on duty there, and that Cooperative Defense Team member was from the village."

Zhao Hongxing sighed lightly, then gave a bitter smile and said, "They say that Cooperative Defense Team member used to be a loafer too. He rarely went to the market to maintain order, almost never went to the police office in the market, and spent all day eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling outside."

There was a period of time when the grassroots Police Stations indeed recruited Cooperative Defense Team members from the villages’ "local tyrants." After all, the pay for the Cooperative Defense Team wasn’t high, and anyone with a bit of ambition wouldn’t do this job.

Besides, being in the Cooperative Defense Team means offending people.

As long as there are better options, who would go be a Cooperative Defense Team member.

You could say that being in the Cooperative Defense Team, at least in Binjiang, really gets you laughed at.

Just as Han Yu was silently thinking how long and hard the road to standardizing the police ranks would be, Wang Wenhong announced the formation of a Special Task Force and worked with Zhao Hongxing to draw up the arrest plan.

Two suspects had gone back to their hometowns; supposedly they wouldn’t be back until tomorrow afternoon. The time to cast the net was tentatively set for ten o’clock tomorrow night.

The Changhang Bureau would dispatch Yangtze Police 110 and 111 and second six Police to join the operation.

Han Yu was now a bare-pole commander and could only take part alone. When the time came, he would board Yangtze Police 110 and be fully responsible for commanding Yangtze Police 110 and 111, Binjiang Water Police 002 and 003, as well as Binjiang Water Resources Supervision 011 to seal off the river surface, to prevent the suspects from jumping into the river to escape.

After the meeting, Director Qi joked, "Salted Fish, I hear you’ve become a ’Vice Mayor’s assistant’?"

Seeing Ma Jintao and the others looking over with gloating faces in unison, Han Yu smiled awkwardly and said, "What else can I do? Ningning has already gone on her temporary post. I can’t possibly ask her to quit, and even less can I divorce her over something like this."

"That’s more like it. Keep a good mindset; you’ll get used to it."

"Yeah, you’ll get used to it."

Han Yu chuckled a couple of times, stood up and said, "Director Qi, Director Wang, our Rescue Boat Team is organizing military training, this afternoon we have to study the Three Represents, and at dusk we’re playing a basketball friendly with the Binjiang Reserve Group. I’m the Big Commander, I can’t not show up, I’d better hurry back."

"You know how to play basketball?" Wang Wenhong asked curiously.

"I can’t play basketball, but I can shout and cheer. I’ll get going now; I’ll join the operation tomorrow night on time."

"Okay, drive slow on the way."

"Don’t worry, these days I drive slower and slower."

He said goodbye to his old leaders and old colleagues, then drove back.

He hadn’t expected that just after leaving the urban area, his senior would rarely have time to call him.

This call he had to take. Han Yu pressed the call button, put the phone to his ear and said, "Ningning, what’s up?"

Han Xiangning was worried about gaining weight, so she hadn’t gone to the cafeteria at noon. Sitting in the office, she hesitated a moment and said, "San’er, I want to buy some clothes."

"Then buy them. Do you really need to discuss that with me?"

"I do need to discuss it."

"Don’t fool around. Calling on a cell phone is expensive, answering is expensive too."

"I’m being serious." Han Xiangning truly regretted coming to Changzhou on temporary assignment. With a bitter face she said, "I haven’t bought a few decent outfits these past years. At the Maritime Department I could wear a uniform, but now that I’m seconded as Vice Mayor, I can’t wear the uniforms issued by the bureau anymore. My old clothes are either too worn or too small. Without a single decent outfit I can’t even step out the door."

"Wasn’t that outfit you wore yesterday pretty good?"

"I borrowed that from Yu Zhen. I can’t wear it every day; I have to change sometimes."

"That suit you wore was borrowed from Yu Zhen!"

"I’ve already borrowed one set from her; I’m embarrassed to borrow more. Their garment factory doesn’t make professional wear anymore, hardly even does womenswear. I can’t even find any export-returned clothes to pick from."

A dignified Standing Committee Vice Mayor, yet she didn’t even have a decent set of clothes and actually had to borrow from a good friend. If word got out, people would definitely laugh.

Han Yu quickly said, "Then just go buy a set!"

"It’s very expensive."

"How expensive?"

"At least six or seven hundred, otherwise it won’t look presentable."

"Six or seven hundred it is. People rely on clothes like horses rely on saddles. You’re not the same as before now; it really won’t do if you don’t have a decent outfit."

"Then I’ll go buy it after work?"

"Go ahead and buy it."

In the past she either wore the uniforms issued by the bureau or work clothes similar to Customs inspection uniforms. Who would have thought that coming to a local post would mean she had to wear professional attire, and the fabric and workmanship couldn’t be poor, the style couldn’t be too outdated, otherwise she couldn’t step out the door.

Seeing that her junior—who was usually very tight with money—agreed so readily, a wave of guilt rose in Han Xiangning. After a moment of silence, she spoke again in a mosquito-like voice: "San’er, I... I... I also want to buy a bag. Men can carry a briefcase; women carrying a briefcase doesn’t look right. Everyone else has one..."

Being a vice mayor is so damn expensive!

Thinking again of how classy the city leaders all dressed—for example Director Zhu, whose clothes and bag were clearly pricey—Han Yu took several deep breaths in a row, then said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "Buy it!"

"Really buy it?"

"What, fake buy? Everyone else has one, you can’t be the only one without."

"San’er, I’m sorry."

"What’s there to be sorry about?"

Money that needs to be spent has to be spent; this isn’t where you pinch pennies. But what needed to be said also had to be said, so Han Yu switched the subject: "Ningning, how’s the General Office arranging the secretary business?" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

A junior is still a junior—just like before, still loves to get jealous.

Han Xiangning was amused, snorted a laugh and said, "Xiao Yu being my secretary is only temporary. Actually I brought it up with Mayor Hou right when I first came. Relax, the new secretary will be in place in a couple of days."

"Male or female?"

"Of course female, surname Lin, called Lin Xiaoxia, 24 this year, graduated from Gaoru Normal School. She used to teach on the front line. Because she writes good materials, she was seconded to the Education Commission. Director Zhang was very impressed with her and recommended her to me. I talked with her this morning; she’s willing to transfer to the General Office."

"Now that’s more like it. You’re a female leader—how can you use a male secretary?"

Though kitting the senior out was going to cost a lot, the thought that Secretary Yu would soon no longer be trailing behind her all day put Han Yu in a much better mood.

When they got to the Rescue Boat Battalion camp, the reserve soldiers and Armed Police warriors doing military training were eating.

Han Yu washed his hands, picked up a lunchbox and went to the window to get food.

Aunt Ding burst out laughing as soon as she saw him: "Secretary Han, Boss Qian got arrested again this morning!"

"I told him not to run around. Where’d he go this time?"

"He didn’t run around. Before dawn he went to the city’s wholesale vegetable market to pick up veggies. On the way back he got stopped by traffic cops. Who knew traffic cops also check ID cards and also use computers to catch fugitives."

"He was nabbed by traffic cops?" Han Yu asked, half helpless, half amused.

Aunt Ding helped ladle his food, then came out through the side door to explain: "The traffic cops seemed like they couldn’t ’handle’ him themselves, but they also didn’t send him to the Police Station. Instead they called the patrol team, and the patrol cops took him back to the patrol squad."

"And then?"

"East Sea Police issued him a certificate. He carries it on him and showed it to the patrol cops, but they suspected it was fake. He showed it to me too. It’s computer-printed, with a Police Station stamp at the bottom. Looks about the same as the proof we go get from the Police Station when we don’t have an ID but need to go out."

Aunt Ding paused, then added sympathetically, "Anyway, the patrol cops don’t believe Boss Qian was wronged. They reported up to their superior, and their superior contacted the police over in East Sea. Logically, since the East Sea police have already vouched for him, the patrol squad should’ve released him, but they just wouldn’t."

Han Yu asked in shock, "Boss Qian is still at the patrol squad?"

Just as Aunt Ding was about to speak, Armed Police squad leader Wang Xiaoshan walked over and said, "Secretary Han, Boss Qian’s wife has Director Yu’s mobile number. She was so anxious she called Director Yu. Director Yu rushed over from Bailong Port and bailed Boss Qian out."

"How did his wife get Xiao Yu’s mobile number?"

"Last time you had Director Yu help deliver vegetables to Lang Mountain Middle School for him. On the way back, Director Yu went to the vegetable market with Aunt Ding to look for his wife."

"Right, I remember."

"Director Yu came by this morning. He said the guys at the patrol squad don’t care whether Boss Qian is wronged or not—they only know they caught a fugitive. If Director Yu hadn’t gone over personally and even had a fight with them, they would’ve sent Boss Qian straight to the detention center."

"Xiao Yu quarreled with them?"

"He did, and he even called a leader."

"Who did he call?"

"Seems like someone from the Criminal Police Team leadership."

No need to ask—Xiao Yu must have called Captain Wei.

With one word from Captain Wei, the patrol squad wouldn’t dare not to release the man.

As for why the patrol squad wouldn’t release him, that was just as easy to imagine. Like Xiao Yu told Wang Xiaosheng, what they want is performance, is "results" in fugitive arrests.

As for why the traffic police squad handed this "fugitive" Boss Qian over to the patrol squad instead of the local Police Station, that was probably because they have some kind of "cooperation agreement" with the patrol squad. Bottom line, units are just like people—everyone’s got to help each other out.

Thinking that if Boss Qian could be arrested three times by the police, there could easily be a fourth and even a fifth, Han Yu pondered, "Even the certificate issued by the East Sea case-handling unit is useless. This can’t go on."

The superiors had burned so many CDs and sent them down; they weren’t going to recall them and issue new ones just because of Boss Qian.

Wang Xiaosheng said in a low voice, "There’s nothing to be done. You just have to get used to it."

"Get used to it, my ass," Aunt Ding disagreed with Wang Xiaosheng, muttering, "All the veggies he brought in this morning are sitting at home. The vegetables he delivered to us were borrowed from other stall owners at the market. If his wife hadn’t been quick on her feet, we wouldn’t have had anything to cook with today, and all those students at Langzhong wouldn’t have had food either." freewebnoveℓ.com

Han Yu felt he had to step in. He looked up and said, "I’ll help him make some calls to the East Sea case-handling police later. They started all this; they have to think of a way to fix it as soon as possible!"

"That’d be best. Secretary Han, right now Boss Qian can only count on you."