"How did you plan to arrange it?" Zhou Yuan asked.

"The specific one is not decided yet, but I guess I'm going to the detachment when I heard the news of the wind." Zhao Haijun said that he was not determined, but his flying expression seemed to be almost the same as this matter.

Upgrading the detachment can be said to be an excellent opportunity for Zhao Haijun.

You should know that Zhao Haijun has always been in the branch brigade. If he joins the detachment, it would be equivalent to being transferred from the branch to the municipal bureau. Although the surface level remains unchanged, it is a great improvement within the administrative department. If he does some results at the detachment, he will be promoted and reused in a few years.

"I won't be as busy as I am now when I go to the detachment, right?" He reached out and asked Zhao Haijun for another beer. Zhou Yuan asked with a smile: "You kid pay attention to the city bureau. If you have a good breakfast to do, it will be considered as fulfilling your parents' wish."

Zhao Haijun gave Zhou Yuan a blank look: "If you don't talk about your second brother, you'd better solve your personal problems first."

After picking up the wine and drinking, Zhao Haijun shook his head: "When you enter the detachment, do you think you will be empty? Where does such a cheap thing come from in this world? Those police flowers listen nicely. You are not in this circle and don't know that these women have a high vision. Those who are stupid enough to look for a criminal policeman like me? People like us are busy every day and don't have to worry about their families. They have to live a life of barely income, which is more dangerous. What's more, they have to ask for money, no money, no car, no house, no house, who will follow me if they are blind?"

"Actually..." Zhou Yuan swallowed back what he wanted to say as soon as he opened his mouth. As a friend, he knew Zhao Haijun's personality and character very well. Being a policeman, especially a criminal policeman, was Zhao Haijun's ideal since childhood, and his words were also true. Zhao Haijun's family was from an ordinary family and still lived in the previous community with his parents. The family squeezed into a two-bedroom apartment of more than 40 square meters.

In a situation like him, it is indeed difficult to find a suitable girlfriend. Unless he does not work as a policeman and find a security job. With his qualifications and connections in the criminal police team, he dare not talk about it when he is high, but as a security minister in an enterprise, a security manager is more than enough. Not only is the job easy, but his income is much higher than now, but how could Zhao Haijun do this?

As a friend, Zhou Yuan naturally wanted to help him, but Zhou Yuan knew very well that he could not persuade him to change jobs, nor could he give him a house directly. If Zhou Yuan did this, he would not even be able to turn against Zhao Haijun's personality, and he would probably not be able to make friends in the future.

Zhou Yuan cherishes friends like Zhao Haijun very much. He does not want this method to destroy the pure friendship between their friends. Shaking his head, Zhou Yuan reached out and patted his shoulder and said a few words of comfort, and said, "If you need help from yourself, you can speak at any time."

"Nonsense! I will never be polite as long as I have the chance. I will definitely be poor, you are a big dog!" Zhao Haijun laughed and joked deliberately, then raised his glass and ran into Zhou Yuanyi again. The two of them continued to laugh and laugh.

Time passed quickly. After eight o'clock, the bar street began to usher in the first wave of passenger flow. The back street bar became more lively. Under the intoxicating lights, rhythmic music sounded, and handsome men and beautiful women dressed everywhere. However, these had nothing to do with Zhou Yuan and the others. Apart from sending some girls who were trying to come to the bar to meet up with them, Zhou Yuan and Zhao Haijun, who were sitting in the corner, were still laughing at themselves and talking about the wind.

While talking and laughing, the phone in Zhao Haijun's pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and looked, then gestured with Zhou Yuan, got up and took the phone and got up outside to answer.

A moment later, Zhao Haijun hurried back and said a little apologetically: "I can't drink this wine today, and there is something urgent to ask me for."

"Open a mission? I just drank some wine and it doesn't matter if you go through like this?" Zhou Yuan didn't ask much questions, but he reminded him when he looked at Zhao Haijun's normal face.

"It's okay, you don't know how much I drink. Just wash your face and eat a chewing gum." Zhao Haijun smiled and then picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair and turned around and left.

After Zhao Haijun left, Zhou Yuan sat alone and drank, but without Zhao Haijun, he was no longer interested in staying here. After sitting for more than half an hour, Zhou Yuan stood up and greeted Liming on the bar, and left the backstreet bar.

After leaving the bar, the lights and wine were also very lively. Zhou Yuan looked around and walked in one direction. After walking out of the bar street, he stopped a taxi at the intersection, got in the car and told the driver the address, and then sat quietly in the car and thought about his thoughts.

Bar Street is a bit far from where Zhou Yuan lives, but the road is clear at night, and it is generally within half an hour. But after driving for more than ten minutes, the car was blocked. At first, Zhou Yuan didn't care, but thought the traffic police were checking for drunk driving in front, but who thought that the traffic jam would be blocked for a long time. The taxi was crawling with a turtle and moved forward for only ten meters in half an hour.

"What are you doing? What happened before? Could it be a car accident?" The driver couldn't help it. He rolled the window and poked his head out to look forward. Now it was the best time for business at night. If you keep it like this, God knows when it will pass.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but frown. After thinking about it, he told the driver that he got off the bus here. The driver sighed and nodded and agreed. After getting off the bus, Zhou Yuan walked directly along the road. After walking about a few hundred meters, he found that the lights were shining at the intersection in front. Many policemen pulled the cordon and directly sealed up most of the intersection. There were also many passers-by watching the fun.

Curious, Zhou Yuan walked over and stood there and listened for a while before he knew what happened from the crowd. He heard that there was a murder case ahead and several people died, but he didn't know the specific situation.

Anyway, those old men and women who watched the fun were constantly discussing and saying everything, Zhou Yuan didn't care about it either, and he was not interested in it. Just when he was about to bypass this area from the side, he looked up and saw a familiar figure in the cordon opposite.

Zhao Haijun? Zhou Yuan recognized the burly Zhao Haijun at first sight by using the police lights in front of him. He was discussing something with several policemen in police uniforms and plain clothes. Looking from a distance, although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could vaguely feel a serious and serious expression on his face.

It seems that Zhao Haijun answered the phone and left urgently because of the matter here. In addition to Zhao Haijun's identity as a criminal policeman and the current situation, it is estimated that the incident has indeed happened.

Zhou Yuan did not disturb Zhao Haijun, so he walked around and walked through this area and re-lived a car on the other roads. Ten minutes later, Zhou Yuan returned home, but when he walked into the house, Zhou Yuan felt a little indescribable.

What exactly is this feeling? Zhou Yuan is a little confused, as if it is a little empty and seemingly faint in his heart. This feeling makes Zhou Yuan very uncomfortable.

"On a whim?" For a moment, these four words flashed through Zhou Yuan's mind. Perhaps these four words could explain his strange feeling. But Zhou Yuan could not judge what was going on. He frowned and thought about why he felt this way. When he suddenly flashed through his mind the scene of seeing Zhao Haijun on the street before, his heart trembled again.

"Could it be related to Zhao Haijun?" Zhou Yuan was slightly stunned, but could not judge for a moment. He thought about it and took out his cell phone and dialed a number for Zhao Haijun, but no one answered the other end of the phone for a long time, which made Zhou Yuan even more worried.

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