The Monster I Was Redeemed

Nevada City Center Police Department, 4:30 p.m.

After finishing his work for the day, Yang Xingguo left the office with his large thermos cup and lunch box.

Many police officers of the same generation as Yang Xingguo have the habit of bringing their own meals.

It’s not that there is no cafeteria within the police station, or that the food is so poor that people complain about it, but the painful experiences in the past have taught them to bring their own food and drink.

It was not until the public security situation improved in recent years, many new members were added to the police station, and the popularity of the internal cafeteria gradually recovered that the older generation began to eat in the cafeteria again.

Put aside those sycophants who deliberately imitate Yang Xingguo.

The only person who kept the habit of bringing his own lunch for safety's sake was Yang Xingguo.

Anyway, for the nanny at home, it’s just a matter of cooking one more meal per person, packing it in advance and putting it in the refrigerator.

You don’t have to cook it yourself and it doesn’t take much effort.

Yang Xingguo, carrying a handbag, moved through the corridor towards the parking lot.

He walked to the car and reached into his pocket.

"Huh? Where's my key?"

Yang Xingguo touched around his waist, and then searched all the pockets, but still couldn't find it.

He retraced his steps back to his office and glanced at his desk and the key rack behind the door.

"Strange, where did the key go?" Yang Xingguo looked confused.

Yang Xingguo usually only puts his keys in a few fixed places, and has no habit of leaving them randomly.

Besides, he didn't go anywhere after arriving at the bureau today. Can the key still fly?

Yang Xingguo left the office and was going to the front desk to ask if he had seen his car key.

As soon as I arrived in the corridor, I met the head of the political section.

When the other party saw Yang Xingguo, he came over with a smile on his face: "Director Yang, are you ready to get off work?"

"Well, did anyone at the front desk pick up the car keys today?"

Yang Xingguo asked directly without greeting him.

"Car keys? Oh, Director Yang, your car keys are missing, right? Hi, I came here just to tell you about this.

At noon today, your car keys were picked up by a police officer on the way to the information room. He didn't know who they belonged to, so he was going to put them at the front desk.

Unexpectedly, he was sent to a place to conduct research halfway. I was in the work group just now and saw the photo of the car key he sent and realized that it belonged to you, Director Yang.

I said, Director Yang, you should also find yourself a driver. You can’t do everything yourself, right? I heard that Xiao Li in the bureau has pretty good driving skills..."

Yang Xingguo raised his eyebrows and interrupted the section chief's suggestion: "Put the driver aside for now. The police officer can't come back now?"

The section chief nodded: "Well, they went to other counties and districts, and they won't be back until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Then he took out his car key and shook it: "I have nothing to do anyway, how about I give you a ride?"

"No, I'll just go outside and call a car."

Yang Xingguo decisively refused.

If someone else said this, the section chief might think that the other person just wanted to be polite.

But Yang Xingguo's rejection was a true rejection.

This upright director never likes to talk nonsense with others.

The rejected section chief decisively changed the subject: "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. My wife is taking the kids out for dinner today and can only do it in the cafeteria."

It’s not certain whether the section chief will go to the cafeteria later.

But he would definitely not drive his car on the roadside, let alone see the embarrassing scene of Yang Xingguo waiting for the car on the roadside.

When you drive by Yang Xingguo, you insist on giving him a ride. He just refused.

According to Yang Xingguo's character, it would be purely uncomfortable to ask him again.

If he just passed by without saying hello without asking, then Yang Xingguo, who was waiting for the bus, would definitely not be happy.

This is like a leader who accidentally stepped on dog poop when he was inspecting the countryside. He originally wanted to wipe it off quietly, but you said something like "Why is it so smelly?"

In short, he was not a human being inside and out, so it was better to wait until Yang Xingguo left before leaving the police station.

Yang Xingguo didn't pay much attention to his subordinates' thoughts and left with his handbag.

There is a mandatory rule in the local law of Neihua City that it is strictly prohibited to park and stay within 300 meters of the security unit.

Violators face heavy fines or seven days in detention.

So there is not a single taxi in sight near the police station.

Yang Xingguo used his mobile phone to book a ride while walking.

Apparently the ride-hailing software showed that there were many online ride-hailing rides waiting to be taken within two kilometers, but not a single car was willing to take Yang Xingguo's order.

"Sigh... Isn't it true that four or five years is still too short to change these people's ideas?"

Yang Xingguo looked at the three dots on his phone waiting for orders and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Frankly speaking, being a public official in Nevada City may not necessarily earn people's respect and trust.

However, every loss must be accompanied by a gain.

In most cases, they can perfectly sense people's rejection and fear.

Although the views of people in Nevada City have changed in recent years under the influence of the anti-gang campaign, in some remote areas, the friendly welcome ceremony of secretly pouring rotten egg liquid into the cracks of car windows has not been abolished.

Even the car’s 360-degree blind-angle monitoring cannot stop people’s enthusiasm.

It's easy to be labeled a sin city, and it can be done in just a dozen years.

But if we want to remove this label from people's hearts, I am afraid it will take several times or even dozens of times until all the people who have experienced the dark years of Nevada City are gone.

Yang Xingguo put away his mobile phone and walked to the nearest bus stop.

He planned to take a bus to the city first and then find a taxi to take him home.

When we got to the city center, the bus stop happened to be near a teahouse.

Yang Xingguo took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was still early for dinner.

Perhaps influenced by Yue Chongshan, Yang Xingguo developed the habit of drinking tea.

And it happened that Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua were taken on a trip by Yue Yangyan again. There was no need to rush back to accompany the children, so he had the idea of ​​going in for a cup of tea.

"Welcome, what would you like to drink?"

After Yang Xingguo sat down, a waiter in Tang suit came forward.

"Welcome frost."

Yang Xingguo said.

The waiter was a little embarrassed: "Well...we only provide some common teas here."

“Then here’s a daily recommendation. ”

Yang Xingguo doesn't really worry about ordering. Anyway, if you can't get what you want, just order whatever you want.

While serving tea, he subconsciously observed the people in the store.

This is the "sequelae" left behind in the criminal police team back then, and its source comes from Xia Qiyuan.

Yang Xingguo doesn't have Xia Qiyuan's abnormal IQ and talent, which means he can learn anything immediately no matter what he watches.

He could only rely on the methods Xia Qiyuan taught him and constantly practice integrating the habit of observation into his daily life.

Nowadays, Yang Xingguo's observation ability can barely keep things he has seen at a glance in his mind for a week and can be retrieved at any time.

This is the limit that most ordinary people can achieve.

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