1154,Fire truck stolen(1/2)
Officer Wang's operation really surprised everyone in the office.
So fatherly love can still be like this?
It turns out that everything everyone holds in their hands and eats in their mouths was bought by Officer Wang out of his own pocket?
Thinking about this, Lu Weiwei felt sorry for Officer Wang for three seconds.
"I said Lao Wang, is Xiaobei so unpopular in the class?"
"That's not the case." Officer Wang was also helpless, shaking his head and sighing: "It's mainly Xiaobei. She is used to bullying the male classmates in the class. It's too late for everyone to hide from her."
"Hehe." Yuan Shasha covered her mouth and snickered, but also stood up and said: "I think Xiaobei should be more gentle when communicating with classmates. Aren't girls all gentle?"
"Gentle?" When Officer Wang heard this, he immediately laughed twice: "I'm afraid the word gentle is not in Xiaobei's dictionary. Do you know what happened to the most exaggerated one?"
"What's going on?" Everyone expressed confusion.
Officer Wang also said angrily: "The most exaggerated time was when the male classmates in the next class bullied the female classmates in Xiaobei's class. Xiaobei challenged three and beat those male classmates until they cried for father and mother. From then on,
When Zhan became famous, she always walked sideways in school, and the boys had no time to hide from her."
"Oh my god, how could this happen?" He Junchao looked at Officer Wang's sad look and said with a faint smile: "But I haven't heard you, Lao Wang, talk about it?"
"This is not something worth showing off," Officer Wang said.
Lu Weiwei frowned slightly and asked again: "But Lao Wang, don't you think Xiaobei should be sent to learn dance? Girls who learn to dance are as gentle as water, and they can always wear off some of Xiaobei's masculinity."
"Practice dancing?" Officer Wang waved his hand and replied with a sneer: "Xiao Bei is not interested in that at all. Every summer vacation, I plan to take her to sign up for training classes, some martial arts classes, taekwondo classes. One look at the sign,
My eyes are bright.”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Lu Weiwei laughed so hard that her stomach ached, and she complained: "Speaking of Lao Wang, does this Xiaobei's personality belong to you or to her sister-in-law?"
"Uh... your sister-in-law, she has a more active personality, but we can't let Xiaobei continue like this, right?"
"Having a fight and establishing authority in school is originally a good thing for boys, but for girls, people may not understand it."
"In other girls' families, there are all female school bullies, and my Xiaobei is the female bully. Recently, the taekwondo coaches and Wing Chun coaches at the youth sports school have been following my Xiaobei for a long time. They have also asked me several times, saying
Your daughter is very qualified, would you like to come to the youth sports school to practice Taekwondo and Wing Chun?"
"Then do you agree?" Lu Weiwei asked.
"How can I agree?" Officer Wang took a sip of water and said angrily: "My little boy has never practiced Taekwondo or Wing Chun, but he can defeat three boys with his bare hands."
"We have to practice Taekwondo and Wing Chun, but then we have to hit her ten times before she even opens her mouth? How will this girl grow up?"
"Senior Brother Wang." Seeing that Officer Wang did not want Wang Xiaobei to practice Taekwondo and Wing Chun, Gu Chen also smiled lightly and gave advice: "To be fair, Xiaobei does have talent in Taekwondo. Instead of forcing her to practice dancing, we should
It's better to follow her interests."
"Maybe you can become an outstanding athlete in the future and win Olympic gold medals for your country. By then, you will be the father of an Olympic gold medalist."
"Eh? That's right." Lu Weiwei glanced at Officer Wang next to her and said in agreement: "Junior Brother Gu is right. If you, Old Wang, train Xiao Bei, it will be a matter of honor for our ancestors in the future.
"
"Can Xiaobei do it? How can it be so easy to win an Olympic gold medal?" Officer Wang expressed doubts.
After all, the gold medal is so far away from me, and Beckham is still so young.
He Junchao talked eloquently: "How is this impossible? Your Xiaobei is born with supernatural powers. Now he can challenge three people at such a young age, and he still beats boys. What does this mean? It means that Xiaobei is in this business."
"If you suppress her interests now, you may be killing a future Olympic gold medalist."
"Go, go, go, what you said is so outrageous?" Officer Wang punched He Junchao on the arm.
He Junchao ducked back and replied with a faint smile: "Don't believe it, someone like Lao Ding's daughter doesn't even have any natural powers. Your Xiaobei's talent is talent. Do you understand talent?"
Glancing at Gu Chen beside him, He Junchao added: "Just like Gu Chen, he was born to be a policeman. Your Xiaobei now has this natural advantage in fighting. In my opinion, listen to Gu Chen and train him
Beckham’s hobbies.”
"First, participate in some competitions in the Jiangnan City children's group and get some medals. These medals will be proof of Xiaobei's honor in the future."
"That's right." After hearing this, Officer Ding immediately jumped in and said, "Actually, everyone can see that this kid Xiaobei has talent."
"The so-called three hundred and sixty skills, the best in each skill, if you ask Xiaobei to learn something that she is not interested in, or even not good at, can she learn it?"
"And many Olympic gold medalists rely on their talent to make a living. Your Beckham has this talent, but you, Mr. Wang, are still enjoying yourself and complaining about Beckham's natural power."
After clicking his tongue twice, Officer Ding also shook his head and sighed: "I think you, Lao Wang, have a dull head."
"Ha ha."
Hearing what Officer Ding said, a burst of laughter suddenly spread throughout the office.
Officer Wang crossed his arms and looked thoughtful.
After a while, Officer Wang glanced at everyone and asked: "Can Xiao Bei really make a living by relying on his talent?"
"Isn't that right? Isn't this the greatest wealth God has given to Xiaobei?" Lu Weiwei said.
"That's right." Officer Wang looked Lu Weiwei up and down, and nodded silently: "Lu Weiwei was practicing dancing back then, and I didn't see you as gentle as water?"
"Go away." Seeing Lao Wang chatting and involving herself, Lu Weiwei immediately expressed her contempt.
Officer Wang slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "Okay then, I'll listen to everyone. If Xiaobei really likes sports, I will take her to the juvenile sports school that weekend to see if she can provide the country with something.
An Olympic gold medal seed."
"Haha, Lao Wang, just have fun secretly. I think your Xiaobei can do it."
"That's right. And how boring is it to win a gold medal? If you want to win, just get a few more."
"I like this kid very much, Xiaobei. To us elders, he is very close and polite, but to those classmates who bully good and fear evil, he hates evil as much as hatred. It can be seen that Xiaobei is born to punish evil and punish evil.
Where are the good heroes?"
"Yes, yes."
…
Everyone was talking about it and started to discuss it heatedly.
Regarding whether Beckham can win an Olympic gold medal, everyone is full of confidence and feels that there is no big problem.
It was precisely because of the majority of everyone's approval that Officer Wang suddenly felt confident and said with pride: "Why did you feel that my Xiaobei was not so promising before?"
"Old Wang, just have fun secretly."
"Hahaha."
…
Everyone was joking and laughing wildly.
I feel like Lao Wang’s daughter, Wang Xiaobei, might actually be an Olympic champion in the future.
The praise made Officer Wang almost swell.
At this moment, the phone in the office suddenly rang.
Gu Chen glanced at Lu Weiwei. Lu Weiwei, who was the nearest, immediately ran over and skied to the phone in an instant.
"Hello, this is the Office of Criminal Investigation Group Three of Furong Branch. How can I help you?"
After a brief pause for a few seconds, Lu Weiwei suddenly said in shock: "What? The fire truck was stolen?"
Lu Weiwei's voice immediately attracted everyone's attention in the entire office.
Lu Weiwei looked at everyone in surprise, then picked up the writing pen on the table, bit open the pen cap with her teeth, and started writing on the note paper.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, we'll come over right away to find out, no problem."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Weiwei burst into laughter.
The ladylike image I had just now is gone.
Officer Wang asked: "Lu Weiwei, what's going on? What kind of fire truck?"
"Hahaha, let me laugh for a while first." Lu Weiwei patted her tall chest and tried to calm down her mood before saying calmly: "The call just now was from the fire brigade, saying that they were parked next to the chemical plant.
The fire truck has been stolen, let us police help investigate."
"You dare to steal a fire truck?" He Junchao was shocked when he heard this: "Have thieves these days also undergone a second evolution? Isn't this too courageous?"
"Isn't it?" Yuan Shasha also covered her mouth and snickered: "Do the thieves these days also have IQ problems?"
"Stop talking about this, let's talk about the specific situation." Gu Chen said.
Lu Weiwei nodded silently, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up straight: "Just now, the man from the fire brigade said that a fire truck they parked near Hengxin Chemical Plant disappeared, so let us help check the specific situation. Now
The fire brigade has already exploded."
"Isn't this too weird?" Gu Chen also shook his head and couldn't help but said: "I have handled so many cases, but this is the first time I have heard of a fire truck being stolen."
"Glancing at He Junchao next to him, Gu Chen said: "Senior Brother He, I think I can leave this matter to you and investigate the surveillance footage on the day of the incident."
"No problem." He Junchao returned to his work station, started to network the dispatch room, and asked Lu Weiwei: "What is the name of the chemical factory you mentioned?"
"Hengxin, Hengxin Chemical Factory." Lu Weiwei said.
To be continued...