In the afternoon, the Traffic Management Bureau indeed requested support from various detachments and brigade-level units through the command center.

The policemen like them were like bricks. They could be moved wherever needed. Su Ping waved his hand, allocated some relatively free hands, and personally led them to help.

They were mainly responsible for the East Third Ring Road, where there was a series of car accidents due to icy roads. Five cars collided. Fortunately, the speed of the cars was not too fast. Although there were some injured, the injuries were not serious.

However, this car accident also caused three lanes to be blocked, and only one lane was barely passable, causing great traffic pressure, so it must be dealt with as soon as possible.

But traffic accidents are too frequent now, and they occur all over the city. Even if the traffic police detachment of the traffic management bureau dispatches all the police it can, it is still difficult to cope with it. Therefore, we can only ask other detachments for help, and their professional traffic police

Take charge of the command and ask them to help with some simple tasks.

The twenty or thirty people brought out by Su Ping were also assigned to various places in the east urban area. In the end, only Qi Yuan, Song Ge and Lao Hai were brought to the East Third Ring Road.

They all ride police motorcycles.

The wind and snow hit me, making my bones hurt from the cold.

When they arrived at their destination, the traffic police immediately brought them several cups of hot water to warm them up, and at the same time said: "Captain Su, I'm sorry to bother you.

In this way, you can free up your personal resources to direct traffic and avoid accidents. In fact, it is very simple. Stop those irritable drivers from mindlessly blocking traffic, and then allow the vehicles in several lanes to pass through the lane that is still passable in order.

Just fine.

The rest is to cooperate with the colleagues in the accident handling team to pull the accident car away. In fact, it mainly involves helping to tie the cables and looking at the car when reversing. It is also simple. We have taken photos of the scene and divided the accident responsibilities.

The processing sequence has also been determined, and there is not much technical work.

In short, free up the lanes as soon as possible to solve the congestion problem. After that, everyone will be a little tired and spread out. They mainly guard at a few entrances and exits to give general instructions. The main issue is the access road. This weather asks everyone to try not to change lanes.

Prevent recurrence of accidents.

How's it going? Is there any problem? Is there anything else I haven't explained clearly?"

"It's very clear." Su Ping nodded and glanced at Qi Yuan: "I'll leave the command to relieve the traffic pressure in order, okay?"

Qi Yuan swallowed and shook his head instinctively.

Brother Song stood up and said, "I'll do it."

"You can't." Su Ping shook his head.

The command in this area is actually very simple, but the responsibility is also quite heavy. The key lies in the four words of restoring order.

If there is no order and they are allowed to block traffic without thinking, the traffic will be completely paralyzed and no one will be able to leave. If order can be restored and people pass in sequence, it will only be slower at most, which is equivalent to passing a traffic light that is quite brainless in design.

It's just an intersection, so the problem isn't too big.

But it's not that easy to restore order in this situation. Brother Song's temper is too consistent and he is not suitable for this.

Lao Hai stood up again.

Su Ping looked him over and over, and nodded: "After you finish drinking the hot water, go ahead and I'll find a chance to pour you another glass later."

"Okay!" Lao Hai responded.

The traffic policeman handed him another whistle and said at the same time: "It's new, no one has used it."

Lao Hai chuckled, nodded, took the whistle and ran to the side. There was also an auxiliary traffic policeman giving instructions. Lao Hai did not pretend to be a policeman and asked him what to do, saying that he would follow his instructions.

Others dispersed in small groups to help each other.

After about an hour, the accident cars were finally towed away - in fact, half an hour ago, after another lane was vacated, the traffic pressure was actually much lighter.

However, after the accident was handled, Su Ping and others failed to go to various entrances and exits to help with instructions as planned by the traffic policeman. Instead, they ran off on their scooters and went to the next place to put out fires and spread salt on the roads to prevent road damage.

Freezing or something.

They were busy until about nine o'clock in the evening. The traffic volume dropped sharply and the traffic police detachment was able to cope with it on their own. They were relieved. Su Ping took them back to the Criminal Investigation Detachment, parked the motorcycle, put on his own car, and took them again.

Went to eat hotpot mutton, and then sent them home at about eleven o'clock.

The next day, the traffic management bureau had already prepared, and the traffic pressure was relatively less. They didn't ask for help, and they were at ease again.

Before leaving get off work, Su Ping came to see him again and asked, "Are you going to do some archery?"

"Hurrah!"

"Let's go, play for two hours, and then go to my house for dinner." Su Ping said with a smile: "My wife bought a big goose, five kilograms. She stewed the big goose very fragrantly. Song, Xiaohai, you all can come."

"

"Okay." Xiao Hai and Brother Song said immediately.

Su Ping added: "If you want to shoot arrows, you have to pay for it yourself. There are too many people and I can't afford it."

"Then how can we ask Team Su to pay for it again?"

Qi Yuan scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "Well, Captain Su, I...can I transfer the money to you on WeChat?"

Su Ping glanced at him and saw that he was a little embarrassed, so he nodded: "Okay."

…

Three days passed in an uneventful manner, but the criminal police officers gradually had more work on their hands. After all, it was time to do the year-end summary, and there was also the annual leave application for next year, etc., which had to be filled in.

The other thing is the “year-end bonus” that everyone is more concerned about.

Most police departments don't actually have year-end bonuses. They just give part of the normally deducted allowances to criminal police officers who pass the year-end work review at the end of the year in the form of holiday condolences. The money is actually not much, just a few cents less.

A hundred, better a thousand, even Su Ping and Xun Mu are only three or five.

But it is still money after all. Their salary is not high, and they don’t want to give up the money. But speaking of it, they basically don’t need to spend money on weekdays. If they insist on saving, they can save all their income in a year.

It’s also quite promising.

In addition, there are a lot of things to do at the end of the year itself.

Maybe the little thief is thinking about making a final profit and going home to celebrate the New Year, or maybe he is thinking that everyone will be quite rich after the year-end bonus is distributed or will be distributed soon. This period before the year is a period of high incidence of two-robbery and one-theft cases.

Therefore, according to usual practice, at this time every year, the plainclothes detachment, the security detachment and the criminal investigation detachment will set up a "special action team to combat 'two robberies and one theft'". In the action team, there are about one-fifth of the policemen and one-fifth of the policemen.

Near the second, the rest are trainees and interns.

So Qi Yuan was busy again. He got up early every day and stayed late every day. Occasionally he had to work the Chase class, squatting in the car with Brother Song or other seniors, eating instant noodles and compressed biscuits until he felt like vomiting, and he lost twice as much weight.

That night, he and Brother Song stayed in a van again.
Chapter completed!