Reborn in 97, I solved a cold case at the Municipal Bureau

Chapter 110: Journalist Friends
Lu Xiaoshuang sat in the service hall of the Municipal Bureau, looking around.

Here, she feels particularly safe.

After seeing Xu Xinxin off, Lu Xiaoshuang said goodbye to Zhou Yi and Qiao Jiali and returned to school.

Zhou Yi asked her to wait a moment, turned around and ran away.

Lu Xiaoshuang didn't know what he was going to do, so she sat here and waited.

There was a sound of footsteps, but judging from the rhythm it was obviously not Zhou Yi's.

Lu Xiaoshuang looked up and saw a woman in a white coat passing by.

The other person glanced at her, his gaze lingering for a moment, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But the person who came did not stop and walked straight over.

As soon as Xu Nian left, Zhou Yi came running over in a hurry, carrying a big bag of things.

"Here, it's for you."

Zhou Yi handed the thing over, and Lu Xiaoshuang opened it with surprise and curiosity.

The bag was full of food: biscuits, milk, cakes, jelly, chocolate, everything you could think of.

"Brother Zhou, what is this?"

"This is what everyone asked me to bring to you, especially this box of chocolates. Our leader, Deputy Captain Wu, insisted on giving it to you to thank you for your help. It's imported and looks delicious. He was reluctant to give it to us even when we asked him for it." Zhou Yi said with a smile.

When he looked up, he saw Lu Xiaoshuang looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"what happened?"

Lu Xiaoshuang suddenly bowed and said with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, police officers."

"Oh, by the way, there's this." Zhou Yi said, handing over a piece of paper.

Lu Xiaoshuang took it and looked at it. It was a certificate of assistance in case handling, written to the school.

"Take this, and the school won't count you as absent. If they have any complaints, tell them to call the police."

After Lu Xiaoshuang thanked Zhou Yi profusely, she hung the bag of food on the handlebars and gradually drove away as Zhou Yi reminded her to be careful.

The small figure and the big old bicycle seemed to outline a girl's positive attitude towards life.

When Zhou Yi turned around, he saw Wu Yongcheng leaning against the pillar next to the gate and smoking.

"I guess he's using my chocolate to offer something to someone else."

"Captain Wu, you're not right. I'm delivering this on behalf of our Municipal Bureau."

"Why don't you just apply for a subsidy? I went through so much trouble to get Director Xie to approve it. You've even raided all the snacks in the entire municipal bureau. People even thought our Third Brigade was short of food."

"That won't do. It's strange that the girl will accept money. It's much better to give her food. I can go back and share it with my roommates, and it will also strengthen the relationship." Zhou Yi said as he walked inside.

Wu Yongcheng suddenly reached out to stop him.

Zhou Yi was stunned: "Captain Wu, what's going on?"

"Go back, you're still on sick leave."

"But Xu Jiaguang's case..."

"This case is going to be a long battle, requiring a lot of investigation. What's the point of you staying here? What? Do you really think you're Superman?"

Wu Yongcheng poked his stomach and said, "And don't forget about the TV program. Go back and take care of yourself. Don't go on TV like a sick chicken and embarrass us Hongcheng police."

Although Wu Yongcheng's words were harsh, he could feel his intentions.

"Okay, Captain Wu, I won't cause any trouble for the brothers. If you need me for anything, just call me anytime."

Wu Yongcheng waved his hands and said impatiently, "Let's go."

Zhou Yi smiled and turned to leave.

……

On the bus, Zhou Yi sat on a chair, his head leaning against the glass, drowsy.

Suddenly the car braked suddenly, scaring away his sleepiness.

He looked up and saw that there were many people on the bus, but there was no one around him. Those who were closest to him were covering their noses, with some disgusted expressions on their faces.

Zhou Yi lowered his head and smelled himself, and was speechless for a moment.

The smell on his body was really disgusting, a mixture of blood, excrement, corpse, sweat, and thick smoke.

No wonder everyone stays away from him.

The bus just stopped, and Zhou Yi saw the scene outside the window and quickly got up and got off.

Wherever he passed, it was like detergent dripping into oil stains. People automatically made way for him, for fear of running into him.

When he turned into the street leading to the Ergang dormitory area, he saw many familiar faces and they all greeted Zhou Yi.

Although we have been neighbors for many years, I never felt that everyone was so enthusiastic towards me before.

When Zhou Yi walked downstairs to his house, he felt something was wrong. There were several cars parked downstairs. He had never seen them before.

The words "Hongcheng Evening News" were printed on the body of one of the cars, and Zhou Yi immediately understood what was going on.

He quickly ran up the stairs in two steps.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked out of the corridor, I saw that my house was surrounded by people, basically all my neighbors.

He said nothing and moved closer to see what was going on.

Fortunately, he was tall enough, so even if he stood at the outside of the crowd, he could still see what was happening inside the house.

The 40-square-meter house was packed with people, all strangers he had never met before.

Surrounded in the middle was grandpa, who was sitting on a recliner, covered with a blanket.

My father sat aside, eating melon seeds with a smug look on his face, while my mother was happily busy serving tea and water to people.

Grandpa looked very good and was telling everyone about his glorious years as a soldier with great enthusiasm.

Of course, these were the things Zhou Yi had heard since he was a child.

Some of the people surrounding my grandfather were holding radios, some were taking notes seriously, and some were taking photos of him.

You don’t even need to ask to know, these are all our journalist friends.

Zhou Yi looked carefully and didn't see any cameras, which meant that the TV station was not among them.

But why did they come to my house?
At this time, an elderly woman standing next to Zhou Yi smelled the indescribable odor on him. She sniffed his nose and said with disgust, "What is that smell? It's like something rotten."

When I turned around, I saw Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Auntie Wang."

"Hey, Zhou Yi is back." Aunt Wang shouted excitedly into the house, "Qiuxia, your son is back."

When they heard Zhou Yi's name, the reporters who were originally surrounding the grandfather suddenly became excited and rushed out one after another.

"Officer Zhou, I'm a reporter from the Hongcheng Evening News, and we'd like to interview you."

"Officer Zhou, we are from the radio and television station and would like to invite you to record a program."

“We are from the magazine…”

The reporters surrounded Zhou Yi and talked non-stop, some even almost poked the microphone into Zhou Yi's mouth.

Zhou Yi clapped his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Then he said loudly: "Dear journalists, thank you for your kindness, but our Public Security Bureau has regulations, and I cannot accept your interviews casually. If you really want to interview me, you can first contact the Publicity Department of our Municipal Bureau, and then I will speak to you. Thank you for your support for the work of our Municipal Bureau. Thank you."

Zhou Yi put his hands together and gestured, and at the same time pulled out the banner of the Municipal Bureau, which was considered to shut up these reporters from all aspects.

The group of reporters left reluctantly, and Zhou Yi also asked the neighbors who were watching to disperse.

Then Zhou Yi came into the house.

But as soon as I entered the room, I saw a pile of nutritional supplements and fruits on the table, and I was immediately shocked.

I quickly said, "Mom, I can't accept gifts."

(End of this chapter)