It was hard for Xu Qing to explain why people ate unhealthy junk food and cats ate delicate cat food. He could only say that he would find out in the future.
Happiness could only be sensed, not conveyed.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Xu Qing put up his Penguin account on his computer and opened the chat window. He repeatedly reminded himself that he would not talk in the computer but would use voice transmission instead. Then he went out alone and took the bus to the place where he had agreed to meet Qin Hao.
"Haozi, where are you?"
"Here! Here! "
Qin Hao, who had arrived first, was already sitting in the corner of the food stall, nibbling on edamame and waving his hand.
"Hey, it's getting dark. I almost couldn't see you in the middle of the night."
Xu Qing turned around and saw Qin Hao. He walked over and smiled, "Officer Qin, thank you for your hard work."
"It was quite hard. Sit, sit, I'll fill it up for you first."
"Can a police officer drink?"
"Of course, I'm not working. Why can't I drink?" Qin Hao pulled up his clothes, "Casual clothes, see?"
"Okay, let's order."
Twenty beef and mutton skewers, ten chives, four kidney skewers, two grilled eggplants, and a box of beer.
Neither of them liked fancy dishes. These were the main dishes for barbecue. If it was not enough, they would add more until they were full.
"How's your work? How do you feel about being an honorable police officer? "
"Feel my ass, it's completely different from what I imagined."
Speaking of this, Qin Hao was full of complaints, "Back then, I wanted to fight with criminals, get injured, and be a hero to save a beauty … None of that! Every day, it's just some trivial things. You can't imagine how weird it is …
I have to stop a couple's quarrel, and I have to mediate a neighbor's conflict. Two old ladies are cursing at each other, and I have to stand in the middle and ask them to stop … F * ck! I can't even meet a thief, and I have to mediate and mediate every day. I don't know why there are so many things. "
"It means that the people live and work in peace and contentment. That's not bad." Xu Qing was amused. "Does every police officer have the same … heroic dream as you?"
His best friend had dreamed of becoming a police officer since he was a child, but he stopped growing after reaching 1.6 meters. When he found out that the minimum physical examination standard was 1.7 meters, he still hugged Xu Qing and cried.
At that time, the two of them were still in middle school. Xu Qing, who was already more than 1.7 meters tall, comforted him by saying that if he trained his muscles, he might be recruited as an exception in the future. Thus, he began his career as a muscular man.
Fortunately, the recruitment standards later removed the height limit and changed it to the vertical jump, which was a disguised limit. Qin Hao was so excited that he started practicing the high jump every day. Now, he finally got what he wanted.
"Don't say that, I'm almost going crazy. Before you arrived, I was already staring at this place —"
Qin Hao gulped down a mouthful of wine, lowered his voice and gestured to the other side of the road. "I was thinking, if a criminal with a knife suddenly appeared and ran around, I'd jump out of the table and fight with him … I've already imagined the drama."
"… What are you talking about? Stop dreaming."
Xu Qing inexplicably felt a little guilty. A criminal with a knife running around, wasn't that what Jiang He looked like when he first arrived?
No, she was holding a sword … Fortunately, it was raining that day, so there were not many people on the street.
After chatting for a while, forty meat skewers were grilled and served on the table. The two of them clinked their wine bottles and started eating.
"Um, I have something to ask you. I don't know if you know." After eating seven or eight skewers in one go, Xu Qing sat up straight and spoke as if nothing had happened.
"Tell me, what is it?" Qin Hao didn't even raise his head and continued to eat the skewers.
"Well … It's like, what if a homeless person lost his memory and wanted to apply for an ID card to work, but didn't have any proof of identity? What should I do?"
"Hmm …"
Tonne tonne tonne …
Qin Hao raised his head and drank half a bottle of wine. He said with a breath, "I can't do it, I can't do it."
"Why can't you do it?"
"He's an unregistered person. What should I do?"
"Only unregistered people need to do it, not those who aren't unregistered," Xu Qing complained.
"Who wants to do it? Your friend? Unregistered person? "Qin Hao suddenly became interested.
"My third uncle's nephew's neighbor asked me to ask. He has a friend who is quite complicated …"
"Get lost."
Qin Hao laughed and scolded, "Unless an unregistered person can provide proof of identity, such as finding his parents, providing a blood test, or … Anyway, it's complicated to say that someone came out of nowhere without any proof. Don't even think about it."
Xu Qing ate two more skewers in silence and looked at the road. After a while, he asked again, "What do you do when you encounter an unregistered person, like a homeless person?"
"What do we do with them? … Unless their behavior is suspicious, we ask and check to see if we can find out if they are a fugitive. "
"Which one ask and what three checks?"
"Just … No, you have something." Qin Hao frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Although this guy was usually very curious, he just felt that something was not right.
"I have nothing to do with it. You've just joined the force and you're already crazy … Don't tell me that I'm harboring a fugitive and looking for a police officer like you to find a way to cover up my identity?"
Xu Qing looked at him with disdain.
"… That's true."
Qin Hao thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case.
He picked up the bottle and clinked it against Xu Qing's. After taking two sips, he picked up a skewer and said while chewing, "We just need to ask first. Ask for basic information and see if he can identify himself. If he's pretending to have amnesia or something like that, we'll have to investigate."
"Three checks? What are you checking? "
"Missing persons, DNA information, the database of abductees, or if he is a fugitive."
"What if there are no problems with the three checks?"
"No problems … Eh, why are you asking this?" Qin Hao was puzzled, feeling that something was not right.
"I'm trying to start a conversation. Otherwise, what are we two men talking about? Dating? "Xu Qing continued to look at him with disdain." Forget it, you might cuff me if I ask you again … "
He stretched out his hands and put them on the table. "Do you want me to check? I haven't experienced it before. Maybe if I check, oh! Missing persons, I was picked up by my old man. "
"F * ck off, you're talking nonsense. I think you're from Nanshan Second Hospital …" Qin Hao was disgusted. "You can't even check for three checks, only foreigners and registered mental patients — I think you're mentally ill."
"What if I'm not?"
"If I'm not, then I'll let him go. What else can I do? He didn't commit any crime. "
"…"
Xu Qing thought for a while and felt something was amiss. "What about his ID? Can't you solve it for someone? "
"Provide the information and do it."
"I don't have any."
"I can't do it."
"…"
Xu Qing was frustrated. "He didn't commit any crime. Why can't you do it?"
"Because he doesn't have any information."
Qin Hao burped and poked the table with a stick. "You see, if I take out a knife and stab you to death …"
"Don't stab me. Stab someone else." Xu Qing was disgusted.
"Fine, then I'll go to the streets … Bah, if you take a knife and stab someone to death, go to the Koreans for a makeover, and then come back to Jiangcheng or somewhere else, you can say you lost your memory, you don't know anything, you don't have a past, and you can start over with a new identity — is this appropriate?"
Seeing that Xu Qing did not speak, Qin Hao was amused. "As long as a person existed, there must be a trace. There's no such thing as a person appearing out of thin air. If there is — there must be something wrong with this person."
He shook his head and threw away the stick. He picked up another one and brought it to his mouth. "Anyone who walks past must leave a trace … This is what the father of forensic evidence, Edmund Rocca said, the golden rule."
"Wake up. You're a police officer now, mediating fights between old ladies."
"… Damn."
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