Police Room

Author: Long Baoyu

Police Room

After leaving Liuhemen, Zhao Lin came to Kaishan Martial Arts School and told Liang Song about joining the Yamen as a police officer.

"Your master is really good at it, and he is so kind to you!"

Liang Song said in surprise, "If I tell the martial arts school about offending Hu Hu, I'm afraid they will kick me out."

While talking, he accidentally saw ten blue-white joints on the back of Zhao Lin's hand and said "Eh".

"Have you mastered bone training?"

Zhao Lin smiled but did not answer.

Liang Song was speechless and said: "It's really irritating to compare people to each other. Several young talents in the martial arts hall are nothing compared to you."

After speaking, he sighed: "If I had your ability, I wouldn't be afraid that I wouldn't be able to take revenge."

Zhao Lin put away his smile and said seriously: "Don't say that, I am also responsible for killing Hu Hu."

The two of them arrived at the county government office all the way. The gatekeeper had already been notified and let them go directly and led the way for them.

Behind the gate is a long corridor, passing through Yimen is the county government hall.

There are three rooms on each side of the lobby and six doors in total.

Yamen is commonly known as the Six Gates, which is where it comes from.

These six rooms are the offices of the county government, which are established according to the names of central officials, households, rituals, soldiers, punishments, and workers.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song received their clothes at the house, and they also had waist tags, iron rulers and ropes with them.

Liang Song is a police officer, wearing a ginger yellow plate-collared shirt and a round hat.

Zhao Lin was the head catcher. He was dressed in black with a dark red shirt underneath and a square hat on his head. He looked much more majestic.

You two look at me, I look at you, and smile at each other.

"What's your name, big brother?"

After completing the formalities, Zhao Lin asked the officer casually on the way to the police room.

The officer knew that they came in through the relationship between the chief clerk and his attitude was quite polite. He said with a smile: "My surname is Zhen. I am the third eldest child in the family. Just call me Zhensan."

"Brother Zhen, may I ask when the police officer will come on duty and when he will leave?"

Zhao Lin hopes to have free time to practice, so he is naturally concerned about his schedule.

"Gather in the morning and disperse in the evening. Take a break every five days."

Zhen San said as he walked: "In the mornings of summer and autumn, at nine o'clock and at ten o'clock in the morning, the hour is half an hour later. In spring and winter, it is short, so you come and go half an hour earlier."

After coming to this world for more than half a year, Zhao Lin gradually got used to the ancient measurement units.

After listening to it, I immediately understood. What the other party said was that in summer and autumn, you go to work at 5 a.m. and get off at 3 p.m., while in spring and winter, you work from 6 to 4.

"It's too early for work."

Zhao Lin sighed a little in his heart, but there were not many entertainment activities in this era, so going to bed early and getting up early was the norm.

"Do you want to work overtime?" Zhao Lin asked again.

"Working overtime?" Zhen San was puzzled.

"It's just that I was supposed to take a break from duty, but because something unexpected happened, I had to continue on duty." Zhao Lin said in a different way.

"If you say so, I will understand."

Zhen San chuckled and said: "Such things do happen. For example, if someone gathers to make trouble in the jurisdiction, or a major case occurs, you still have to do the errands that should be done."

It seems that you can’t get rid of overtime anywhere...

Zhao Lin didn't ask about overtime pay, so there must be no overtime pay.

"That's it."

While they were talking, the three of them came to the police room on the west side of the lobby, and Zhen San took a look inside.

"Mr. Li is not here, we will see him at midnight tomorrow morning."

After Zhen San finished speaking, she wanted to say goodbye and leave.

"Brother Zhen San, stay here for a moment."

Zhao Lin handed over a piece of silver worth one tael and said with a smile: "Both of us are rough men and are not familiar with the rules in the yamen. Please give me some advice."

Although Zhu Huaishan used connections to send him in, the favor of the bookkeeper only ends here. No one will take care of him whether he does good or bad in the future.

Zhao Lin is not seeking a promotion or salary increase, he just wants to spend a few years here steadily.

However, the yamen is in deep water, and it may not be easy to just seek stability. It is best to have someone who knows the inside story to give guidance.

Although Zhen San is a guard guarding the gate, this kind of person usually knows the most.

"Captain Zhao is too polite."

Zhen San quickly put away the money, put it into her sleeves and weighed it, with a look of satisfaction on her face.

"As soon as you came in and your eyes darkened, I'll tell you."

He led the two of them to a corridor that no one was paying attention to, and explained in detail the division of powers and responsibilities of the police, organizational structure, personnel arrangements, etc.

It wasn't until the sun set that we talked for more than half an hour before settling down.

"Thank you, Brother Zhen San."

Zhao Linxin said that these two taels of silver were not wasted, and now he finally had a general understanding of the job of being a detective.

At this time, most of the people in the Yamen had left. Zhao Lin and Liang Song went out for a meal and returned to the police room again.

The police room is where the police officer works and is also used for temporary rest.

The interior is quite spacious and can accommodate at least a hundred people. There are several tables in the north of the entrance, seven or eight benches in the middle, and two earthen Kangs built against the west wall.

There are straw mats spread on the earthen kang, which is perfect for sleeping.

It was still early, so Zhao Lin and Liang Song practiced the breathing and breathing skills of the six-character mantra.

In order not to disturb others, they only exhaled without making any sound.

Before it got dark, the two of them fetched water from the well in the small courtyard in front of the door, washed briefly, and prepared to rest.

"I'm running out of luck tonight. If I hadn't come here to watch the night, I would have made another seven or eight taels without any problem."

"Stop bragging. When have you not won first and then lost, leaving you with only a pair of underpants left?"

"Why are you speaking so harshly? Could it be that you drank too much yellow soup in the brothel just now?"

"Stop making noise, don't let anyone hear you gossiping..."

Zhao Lin's ears were very strong and he heard someone talking in the direction of the yamen entrance, getting closer and closer.

"one two three four five six."

Based on the footsteps, he judged that it was a group of six people.

After a while, six detectives walked into the room talking and laughing.

Seeing Zhao Lin and Liang Song, everyone was stunned.

"Are you...new here?"

The person who asked the question was a man in his forties, dressed as a headhunter. There were blue and white marks on the joints of his fists. His cultivation level was at least in the bone training stage.

"Exactly." Zhao Lin and Liang Song stood up and clasped their fists at the same time.

Zhen San told the two of them that the Yamen arranged for people to watch the night every night, and these people should have come to rest before the night watch.

When the middle-aged head catcher saw that Zhao Lin was wearing catcher's clothes at a young age, his brows furrowed unnoticeably, he said "Oh" and casually found a bench to sit down, ignoring the two of them.

"Do you know who they are?"

"have no idea."

"I'm still staying in the Yamen at this time. I'm afraid I'm just taking a temporary job and getting paid."

"Huh, even if you don't have all your hair, you're going to be a headhunter as soon as you come in. Is there any fucking justice in this..."

Several detectives whispered in low voices, thinking that Zhao Lin couldn't hear them, but they didn't know that he had quietly emitted ultrasound waves and heard the conversation clearly.

Zhao Lin lowered his head and glanced at his uniform, feeling speechless. He didn't expect that being a head catcher would make people jealous.

"Brother, let me go and play with those two boys?" a man with a duck voice said quickly.

"Forget it, we don't know their details, so don't cause trouble." The middle-aged head catcher shook his head and said.

The male duck said unwillingly: "I have been working diligently for more than ten years, but I am still a small catcher. This kid looks like he is not even twenty years old, but he comes in and rides on my head. He is a fool."

Zhao Lin recognized from the voice that the male duck's voice was that of the policeman who spoke before entering the door, and he didn't think so.

A good catcher who does everything from eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling?

At the same time, I also secretly warned that my life in the future might not be so easy.

Not long after, the second watch sounded, and the middle-aged head catcher led a group of his men out of the catchment room.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song unfolded their beds, lay down in their clothes, and slept until daylight.
Chapter completed!