bdsm-fiction Chapter 162
Chapter 162
Pushing open the door of the office, Su Ming glanced around the room.
This office is about ten square meters.
The space is not large. In addition to the necessary desks and chairs, computers, sofas, and water dispensers, there are also two filing cabinets.
Looking through the transparent glass, the cabinets are neatly placed with [Religious List of the District] [Unreliable List]...
"Oh, these two cabinets are the filing cabinets of the community... Putting them here to avoid the construction standards of office space." Xu Xinxin explained to Su Ming why these things appeared in his office.
"After all, you are just a section-level cadre now, so you still have to avoid it..."
According to the office space management regulations, section-level cadres only have nine square meters.
The three-meter-long and three-meter-wide office is a bit narrow for ordinary people, let alone Su Ming, a big guy.
If he really finds a nine-square-meter room as an office, it would be no different from being in prison.
Zhang then found another way, nominally arranging Su Ming to the community archives room.
In fact, it was just a different excuse to let Su Ming avoid the regulations.
But when Xu Xinxin said this, it completely changed its meaning.
"You have to keep working hard, little brother!" Xu Xinxin shook her head and patted Su Ming's arm with the attitude of an experienced person.
Su Ming wanted to laugh.
After teasing Su Ming for a few more words, the little policewoman did not stay for long and left Su Ming's office with her hands behind her back.
In the office, Su Ming sat on a soft chair and lit a cigarette.
Although the tables and chairs in the room were not new, they were cleaned and even the glass on the window behind him was cleaned.
But Director Zhang also made a lot of efforts to welcome his arrival.
After taking a puff of cigarette, Su Ming turned his thoughts to his work.
Although he has just started working, he has studied in the police academy for several years. He has seen pigs run even if he has not eaten pork.
The work of the police station, in addition to the clerical work of household registration, is actually divided into two major parts.
The first is to maintain stability, collect and grasp information that may affect social stability in advance, and prevent problems as much as possible.
The second is to dispatch police, and dispatch quickly and handle correctly after receiving the police order from the command center.
Su Ming does not need to worry about the clerical work. Director Li Ru works carefully and steadily, and has been very appropriate for many years.
However, there are too many problems in the dispatch of police in this jurisdiction.
According to the reports of several deputy directors.
Because the jurisdiction of Jiangling Police Station is large, it includes a large area of commercial areas and part of the urban-rural junction.
So there are many police reports every day.
Although Su Ming has caught thirty or forty thieves, the police reports of theft are no longer so frequent.
But... after such a week, from the police statistics in the past two days, there are signs of recurrence.
As for the several entertainment cities within the jurisdiction...
Several deputy directors also expressed their difficulties hesitantly.
Jiangbei City is a tourist city, and the entertainment industry is also extremely developed.
While creating huge profits, the nightclubs with bright lights and wine have also become a hotbed for many evil forces.
Prostitution, gambling and drugs have spread...
And the public security brigade that is mainly responsible for this supervision is the direct line of Wang Zhengwei...
No one said the rest.
But there is no need to say more.
That's enough.
There is nothing new under the sun.
It's just collusion between officials and businessmen, umbrellas, and black forces.
No surprise.
Others are afraid of the background of the Wang family, but Su Ming doesn't care.
Wang Zishi was almost shot to death by himself, what is he afraid of?
Su Ming took a deep breath of cigarette, and the lit cigarette butt burned rapidly and reached the bottom in an instant.
Press the cigarette butt out in the ashtray.
Smoke was exhaled, and Su Ming's tiger eyes narrowed slightly in the mist.
"I can't live with drugs and gambling!"
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Jiangbei No. 12 Middle School.
The urgent bell for class rang throughout the campus, and many high school students who were originally in the corridor and playground also walked into the classroom.
In the office, Sun Tingting, wearing a washed-out school uniform, lowered her head, and her thin figure made people feel distressed.
"Sun Tingting! Tell the teacher! Why are you always absent-minded recently? Are there bad students bullying you?"
Opposite Sun Tingting, Dou Xiaomei looked at the girl in front of her with concern and said in a gentle tone.
Teacher Dou's words were like a cup of warm water, which moistened Sun Tingting's broken heart for a short time, and then flowed out through countless holes.
The memory of that night, once recalled, was like a sharp blade piercing deep into her heart.
The man lying on her with tattoos all over his body, the magnificent building, the pain, the unbearable...
Countless fragments of memories tortured this teenage child crazily
She wanted to treat these painful experiences as a nightmare, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
But a few days ago, she received several unbearable videos, and the protagonist... was herself.
Baozi was like a greedy demon, entangled with her. Trying to turn Sun Tingting into his cash cow...
Sun Tingting raised her head with tears in her eyes. She wanted to tell the teacher in front of her everything she had experienced.
But when she thought of Baozi's threats in the text message - if you dare to tell anyone, I will post your videos on the Internet! It's better to let your grandparents see their granddaughter's coquettish appearance...
Sun Tingting swallowed the words in her mouth again.
She didn't dare to say it.
Dou Xiaomei looked at the little girl in front of her, and her heart was broken. She hugged Sun Tingting in her arms, caressed the girl's back lovingly, and spoke softly.
"Sun Tingting, if you don't want to tell the teacher, you can also tell your parents about your worries and let them help you find a solution..."
"Teacher..."
"Hmm?"
"I don't have parents... I'm an orphan... I grew up with my grandparents... My grandparents are old, I don't want... I don't want them to worry."
The girl's choked voice came from her arms, and Dou Xiaomei, who always had shallow eye sockets, burst into tears.
Dou Xiaomei was just the girl's teacher, so she didn't know about Sun Tingting's family situation.
She just found that this student who was originally excellent in both character and learning was always distracted recently, although Sun Tingting said it was okay every time.
But after several conversations, Dou Xiaomei, who had rich teaching experience, still realized that Sun Tingting might have been bullied by bad students.
"It's okay, girl. I tell you, Teacher Dou has a son. Although he looks a little fierce, he is a policeman!"
"I'll call him over right now. What injustice have you suffered? Tell him and I'll ask him to give you justice!"
"Well... he is a few years older than you. Just call him Brother Ming."
Dou Xiaomei hugged Sun Tingting and racked her brains to comfort the girl.
However, Sun Tingting's eyes did not feel relieved. Instead, she became more confused..
Call the police?
Will it really work?