Detective From the Future: Three hundred and sixty-seven invitations
Chen Gan took the menu and took a look: "Waiter, did you make a mistake."
"Brother, isn't it clearly written on the bill," the waitress said.
Chen Gan threw the bill on the table and knocked: "Call your boss."
The waitress went out with the bill.
Chen Qian turned on the phone and turned on the video recording function. Among the three people, he should be considered the most professional.
Not long after, the lady boss walked into the private room and glanced at the three of Han Bin: "Have you eaten well?"
"You're done, but you don't understand the whole bill." Chen Gan said.
"Why don't you understand, tell me?" The lady boss patted the bill on the table.
"This sixty-one plate of oysters, how do you count six hundred, a pot of tea twenty, how do you count sixty, a plate of conch eighty, how do you count it as four hundred and eight..." Chen Gan Pointing to the bill and said.
"Brother, our shop is selling top-quality ingredients. This oyster is imported from Europe. It is not sixty-one plates, but sixty-one; this tea is counted per person, so twenty per person is sixty. This conch is also imported, eighty-one, not exactly 480... The menu is clearly written, you can’t finish it, you don’t accept it." Overlord’s meal.
"What top ingredients, we don't have any oysters on Daqin Island. Why did you go to Europe to import them? Are you stupid, or are we stupid?" Li Cunrong was a little annoyed. Who would dare to cheat him like this in Gaocheng.
"What's the matter, you guys have eaten, don't want to give money." The lady boss folded her arms and looked down at the three of them.
"The money, we must give it, but we will give you the original price. Oysters are 60 per plate, conch is 80 per plate, and tea is 20 per pot..." Han Bin took out his mobile phone and calculated:
"The total is 462. I guarantee a lot of yours."
"Brother, what's the difference between your algorithm and eating Bawang Meal?" the lady boss hummed.
"Okay, don't get tired of it, 462 is a lot." Chen Gan took the cash and patted it directly on the table, stood up and prepared to put on his coat and leave.
One thing is better than one thing less.
In recent years, the police are not willing to cause trouble.
"Papa..." The lady boss slapped her slap, and two men in white chef uniforms blocked the door, both of them with big waists, blocking the door completely.
"What does this mean?" Han Bin got up and couldn't help laughing.
"Brother, if you wipe a fraction, let's just forget it. You will give a fraction, and my restaurant must not lose money." The proprietress looked like she didn't want to leave without paying.
"Boss, if you are so unreasonable, we can call the police."
"Don't scare me either. We open the door to do business. You have to pay if you eat, and the police can't control it." The common people said disapprovingly.
"Boss, you go out first, and our brother collects the money." Chen Gan said.
The lady boss waved her hand and led the two chefs out of the private room, but she didn't go far and still blocked the door.
"Brother Chen, do we really give the money?" Li Cunrong was a little bit dumbfounded.
"He wants to fix it, let's fix it, what's the fear." Chen Gan said in a low voice.
Han Bin understands the other party's meaning, which of fraud or attempted fraud is more serious, is definitely the former.
Sometimes, the crime is so light that the police can't control it.
"That's okay." Li Cunrong nodded. They are police officers. They really want to identify themselves in the restaurant.
Don't care about it or not, the three of them will make a commotion.
The police station is their home court.
As long as the proprietress dares to collect money, she must go to the police station and get there...
The three discussed, and in order to leave evidence, they directly called the lady boss in and transferred her the account.
The lady boss smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "Welcome to come again next time."
Leaving the hotel door, Li Cunrong sipped: "This shop is pretty wild, and the locals dare to fix it."
Han Bin smiled: "This is not off-season."
"Brother Chen, you are a member of the Economic Investigation Brigade, can't you just deal with her directly?"
Chen Gan showed a wry smile: "This amount is not enough to file a case."
"Yes, let's call the police station." Li Cunrong took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Hey, it's Brother Peng."
"Cun Rong, you are so busy, why do you remember calling me."
"I'm not here to train in the city."
"I'm in the city, why don't you say hello, I can arrange it."
"Isn't this just coming today, I also wanted to say I would invite you to dinner for two days, but I came out and turned around. Now I don't even have the money to eat tomorrow." Li Cunrong joked.
"What's wrong?"
"I was scammed."
"Where was someone scammed?"
"There is a restaurant called Jinweitang on Jiuhua Road."
"Damn, this is not my jurisdiction, don't you kidding me, this is slapped brother in the face."
"Brother Peng, I am a joke."
"In this way, you come to the office, explain the matter clearly, rest assured, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple."
……
Forty minutes later, two police cars drove to the Jinweitang Hotel.
The leader is a man in his early thirties who is the police chief of the local police station, Peng Yong.
A group of people in police uniforms entered the restaurant and immediately frightened the employees in the shop.
The proprietress ran over and said: "A few comrades, what do you want to eat?"
"Have you ever seen someone wearing a police uniform to eat?" Peng Yong snorted: "Someone reported that your hotel is suspected of fraud."
"How can it, nothing." The lady boss beckoned, took a piece of Chinese from the waiter, and planted it in Peng Yong's arms.
"Go, don't come to this one." Peng Yong scolded and asked: "Did three people come to eat with you just now? Obviously it was more than four hundred yuan. You extorted two thousand. Many dollars."
"Someone came to eat, but they did consume more than two thousand. I didn't swindle, let alone blackmail."
"Take out the bill and menu for the three of them, and let me take a look."
The lady boss was stunned for a moment, and saw a few cold-faced police officers around her, no matter how reluctant, she went to the counter to find the bill.
Peng Yong took the bill and looked at it, and said in a cold voice: "Ten oysters 600, six conch 480, you are not a scam?"
"Isn't the price of this menu all controlled by the bureau? It's not a fraud." The proprietress quibbled.
"If it wants to manage, why do people call the police?" Peng Yong waved his hand: "Bring me all the employees in the hotel."
"Don't don't don't, let's have something to say, this is not the off-season, my business is not good, there is really no way..." The proprietress was a little anxious.
"Don't worry, I will give you a chance to speak. Let's send out and say, one of them will be counted, and all will be captured." Peng Yong was very angry.
This restaurant is too bold. Even the police dare to cheat. If they are replaced by ordinary people, they can't be cheated. It really makes the people anxious. If they find a reporter to expose it, he will also have to provoke a nuisance.
The boss’s wife was arrested at the police station. Han Bin and the three of them flashed the police officer’s card. She didn’t dare to let go of her fart, and immediately lost money and admitted to counseling.
If in a restaurant, Han Bin and the three of them appear to be identities, the proprietress will probably also admit it.
However, Han Bin and the three don't want to gamble. If the proprietress is a bastard, they will be very passive if they call a policeman to eat a king's meal in the restaurant.
The world is big, and there are everyone, there is no shortage of people who are willing to smash the emperor and dare to pull the emperor off the horse.
When you enter here, no one cares about you when you call your throat broken.
In recent years, the Internet is too developed and it is not easy to be a policeman.
The people from Jinweitang entered the police station, and it was not so easy to figure it out, especially the proprietress and the cook blocking the door.
Peng Yong has the means to clean them up.
For Han Bin and the three people, this is just an episode, but it has strengthened the relationship between the three.
Formal training will begin the next day.
A physical fitness test is nothing to Han Bin.
Han Bin's physical stamina is among the best.
The queue commander doesn't make trouble, it's all inscribed in the bones.
Pistol training Han Bin played a full circle and ranked first.
There is no problem with the computer operation.
For Han Bin, the training these days is like a temporary vacation.
The only thing that makes him a little troublesome is to write training tips every day.
Life flies quickly.
In a blink of an eye, it was January 17th.
Qindao City's first phase of police rank promotion training in 2020 is over.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, 82 police officers attended the promotion ceremony of the police rank at the Public Security Bureau of Qindao City.
The main leaders of the city bureau participated in the award ceremony.
Director Miao, the director of the city bureau, took the stage to give a speech.
Comrades:
The first phase of the city’s public security organs’ police rank promotion training course ended successfully today. First of all, on behalf of the D Committee of the Municipal Bureau, I would like to extend a warm welcome and sincere greetings to the police who participated in this training!
"Papa..."
There was a round of applause.
After the applause.
Director Miao continued: “Currently, various tasks such as security, education and training, homicide attack, and social stability are very busy. The above is supportive and considerate in life. Especially the front-line policemen at the grassroots level, who have left their tense jobs, come here to recharge and rest. They must study well within a limited time and truly improve. Below, just this During the training period, let me mention some hopes and requirements......"
Director Miao’s speech is very good, and Han Bin feels that he will have to study hard in the future, and he will have the opportunity to speak on stage if he doesn’t live. If he panicks, it would be embarrassing.
After Director Miao finished speaking, the promotion ceremony for the police rank officially began.
Han Bin also walked to the front desk in a neat police uniform, and replaced the one-bar three stars on his shoulders with one-bar two stars, which also marked that the responsibilities on his shoulders became heavier.
After the ceremony, the police officers left the city office one after another.
Han Bin also bid farewell to several familiar police officers during the training.
At this moment, Ding Xifeng waved from a distance to signal him to pass.
Han Bin greeted everyone, trot over and saluted: "Ding Detachment."
Ding Xifeng patted Han Bin on the shoulder: "Yes, the young man puts on the police uniform, he is more energetic."
Han Bin smiled: "Ding Detachment, you have something to do with me."
"The 101st case last time, your kid did a good job. I have asked the city bureau for your credit. The director of the city bureau, Feng, listened to you, and he was full of praise for you."
"The 101st case can be solved smoothly~IndoMTL.com~The main reason is that you have good scheduling." Han Bin gave a flattering.
Huahua sedan chair people carry people, who doesn't like to listen nicely.
Feng Baoguo and Han Weidong have a good relationship. Some of their old brothers get together every year.
Han Bin did not reveal the relationship and support of Director Feng, but silently remembered it in his heart.
Ding Xifeng took out a box of cigarettes and handed one to Han Bin: "Your kid is a good shooter for criminal investigation. The pool of the branch is too small. Are you interested in coming to the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Municipal Bureau?"
Han Bin froze for a moment and lit Ding Xifeng a cigarette: "I am a brick of the police force. I need to move wherever I am. I absolutely obey the arrangement of the superior."
"Slippy." Ding Xifeng cursed with a smile.
Who is the superior, Zeng Ping, or Ding Xifeng?
However, Ding Xifeng is still very satisfied with Han Bin's answer.