Police Detective

"Wang Liang?" Wang Huadong had a question mark on his face, what do you mean? This Wang Liang who "knows how to play games every day" also has a third-class merit?

"You are here too. Bai Song, you are not interesting enough. Ask me to come with you. I took a taxi."

"How did I know you were there? By the way, you have a third-class meritorious service?" Bai Song thought for a moment, "Oh, about catching that fugitive."

"Hey, the main thing is that I have performed well at work during this period. I am responsible for the investigation work. I have solved the two or three theft cases before." Wang Liangtian said shamelessly: "However, catching the fugitive is also more important. .”

"How shameless." Wang Huadong slandered, but still pretended to be calm and said: "You performed very well."

"There will be other comrades coming to pick them up later, but you two are new police officers. I have to tell you some things. Please pay attention." Brother Li asked the three of them to sit down and started talking.

Bai Song held two certificates and two medals and sat on the sofa in the Political Department office. Wang Liang and Wang Huadong also sat next to him.

"The fact that you received this honor is due to the care shown to you by your superiors. Each medal is the organization's recognition of your achievements. You must not wear medals casually or do things that harm police appearance and discipline. Do you understand?" Brother Li's expression was serious.

"Understood." Bai Song and Wang Huadong nodded seriously.

"Well, here are the bonuses." Upon seeing this, Brother Li took out two envelopes: "According to the "Public Security Organ People's Police Reward Regulations", the third-class merit award is 2,000 yuan, and the second-class merit award is 5,000 yuan. You guys count them. "

Bai Song took a thick envelope with both hands and said happily: "No need to count this one."

"No, it must be counted. What if I give too much?" Brother Li's expression was still a little serious: "Unless you receive it on the rostrum, otherwise hand over like this and count it in person."

"Okay." Bai Song and Wang Liang took out the money and counted it carefully, which made Wang Huadong's eyes warm. It was not because of the money, but mainly because they were so happy to hold this kind of money.

Later, under Bai Song's tough words, Brother Li continued to explain to Bai Song and others what these achievements and medals represented.

Let’s not mention the collective merit for the moment. The individual merits, from low to high, are commendations, third-class merit, second-class merit, first-class merit, and awards to the public security system as a second-class heroic model and a first-class heroic model.

The Ministry of Public Security can award second-class heroes and first-class heroes. Provincial-level agencies (at the level of Tianhua City) can award first-class merit to individuals (first-class merit requires approval from the ministry and is awarded by the province), second-class merit to individuals, and prefectural and municipal governments. Level (Jiuhe District) public security organs awarded individuals third-class merit. According to regulations, a 1,000-person unit such as the Jiuhe District Public Security Bureau can receive no more than 30 third-class merit awards and no more than 200 awards each year. Second-class merit will be included in the statistics of provincial-level agencies.

All medals are produced by the Ministry of Public Security and can be worn on the left chest when participating in meetings and activities.

Among them, children of first-class heroes and second-class heroes who meet the conditions can be recommended to the police academy to study. Those who obtain first-class merit or above can be promoted to police ranks in advance according to regulations.

Therefore, Bai Song's second-class meritorious service can indeed be promoted first within a certain range, but it does not mean that he can become a full-timer immediately. And generally speaking, there is no special awards ceremony.

From this perspective, the meritorious service of the police is different from that of the military. However, when it comes to meritorious service, there is actually not much comparison. It is all dedication to the country. All military and police officers should strive for it, but they should not use it as a way to show off. Capital, there is no need to compare which one is better.

Bai Song knew that he still had a long way to go, but when he left the political office with two merit medals, his mouth was still grinning to the back of his head. It seemed that Wang Huadong just wanted to hit him. What kind of evil had he done? Why would he want to accompany him? Bai Song is coming here?

This time it was a collective vacation. Bai Song could just give the leave note directly to the team. The team would all approve the leave. Bai Song bought a plane ticket for the next morning.

Flights from Yanwei City to Shangjing and Tianhua on the day of the Lantern Festival will be more expensive, but the reverse flight is very cheap. After all, there are still only a few tourists who can go home on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Three singles called Sun Jie and planned to have a meal together. It turned out that Sun Jie wanted to accompany his partner. This partner was none other than someone whom everyone had met before. He had done it with Wang Ruoyi. Yan Xiaoyu, a graduate student in "Beer Girl".

Bai Song and the other three people didn't expect that Yan Xiaoyu would get along with Sun Jie when Wang Ruoyi was arrested for intentional homicide! What kind of relationship and brain circuit is this? Maybe, women who can be with forensic doctors are not ordinary people.

"I've saved you money." Wang Huadong said bitterly, "I originally wanted to kill the big business!"

"It's okay. If he doesn't come, let's have a good meal. How about the seafood buffet?" Bai Song waved the huge sum of money in his hand.

No matter how good the buffet is, it usually only lasts two hours. After the meal, Bai Song went back to rest early. He had to get up at around four o'clock tomorrow morning to catch the flight, which would take off at six o'clock.

There were not many people on the plane during the Lantern Festival. Bai Song looked at the still-dark sky outside, and his thoughts were already at home, one step ahead of the plane.

No matter how busy he is at work, Bai Song actually misses home. This was the first year since childhood that he had not spent time at home. Both his parents expressed their understanding, but Bai Song knew how much his parents missed him. Especially my mother, for so many years my father has always worked overtime during the New Year. Finally, in the past few years, my father went to the household registration department and was able to go home for the New Year, but it was Bai Song's turn to not go back...

It was extremely quiet on the plane today.

"The plane has entered cruise mode. Breakfast is being distributed now..." The flight time of this flight was less than an hour, but there was still a simple breakfast, but there was only bread and so on. Bai Song had just eaten half of it when he heard the announcement from the plane. .

"Hello fellow passengers, there is a passenger in the back cabin of the plane who needs help. Please ask the passenger who is a doctor to go to the back cabin of the plane to help." A broadcast came from the plane.

When Bai Song heard this, he also stood up. If he couldn't help, he could still help, right?

But what Bai Song didn't expect was that there were only forty or fifty people on the plane, but five or six people stood up. And judging from the state of this person and the thickness of their glasses, they should all be doctors. I have to say that the profession of a doctor is tiring enough. It is the Lantern Festival that I have the opportunity to go home.

Bai Song couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and didn't know if he would cause trouble, but he still walked to the back cabin of the plane.

"What's going on?" asked an older doctor.

"Uh-uh-uh"...the patient pointed to his mouth and squeezed out tears from his eyes.

"Oh, the jaw is dislocated, simple." The older doctor pointed to the young man next to him and said, "Zhong Ming, come on."