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Chapter 1088 Downshift Standards



Chapter 1088 Downshift Standards

Chapter 1088 Downshift Standards

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The drizzle fell drop by drop, hitting the window frame and window sill, and one petal broke into eight pieces, like a monkey's butt.

The atmosphere in Dai Mingsheng's office began to become relaxed as the temperature dropped slightly.

These were all routine affairs of the bureau. Although meetings were needed for coordination, Dai Mingsheng had been in the Criminal Police Brigade for nearly ten years, and communication in all aspects had long been smooth, so coordination was easy at this time.

The deputies were also in a stable mood. The most recent major event was the film and television city case, which was still a bit troublesome to talk about now. But the root of the problem had been solved, and for the police, the rest was nothing, it was nothing more than cooperating with the tone of the propaganda.

Dai Mingsheng flipped through the documents in front of him gently, his thoughts seemed to drift away with the light rain - he didn't know how Jiang Yuan was selecting cases. There were still a few backlogs in Lanyue City. No matter which case he could complete, Dai Mingsheng felt very good, and it could be regarded as wiping off a ray of dust from his police career.

However, Dai Mingsheng guessed that Jiang Yuan would not choose these serious cases. Dai Mingsheng had heard of Jiang Yuan's work in Changyang City and Beijing, and he believed in Jiang Yuan's investigative ability, but everyone knew that being able to do something and being willing to do it were two different things.

Those serious and major cases were the focus of headaches for all parties during the current stage of the case. After several years, how many people still have the confidence to take them out and do it again?

In fact, if it can be done, it's fine. But what if it can't be done? Every local police station secretly opens a backlog team to try it out. But what are the results of these backlog teams? Most of them are quietly disbanded.

If it were easy to solve the backlog of cases, they would not have become backlogs. If ordinary police officers in any city or county bureau can solve a backlog of homicide cases, they will immediately become the star of the year. Not to mention the awards for meritorious service, they will be guaranteed to be advanced individuals and advanced groups in the next one or two years. These things will not lead to promotion, but in terms of normal promotion, there will be no obstacles for many years to come.

But it's different when you go to a distant place. Especially for a star detective like Jiang Yuan who is gradually gaining fame, he probably doesn't want to have a case that has been unsolved become an unsolved case in his hands.

Considering this point of view, Dai Mingsheng felt that Jiang Yuan should downgrade his case selection.

Moreover, Dai Mingsheng would be very understanding of Jiang Yuan's choice.

If Dai Mingsheng were to go to Changyang City or Ningtai County to handle the case himself, he would firmly make this choice even out of responsibility to his team members.

It is not easy to build a good team, and a team relies not only on resources, but also on a huge sense of honor to become cohesive.

Because of this, Dai Mingsheng did not urge Jiang Yuan.

Let him choose a case that is easy to handle and can save face. When Jiang Yuan is downgraded to a few cases, he will quietly insert a major case and squeeze Jiang Yuan. If he can do it, then he will really make money. Even if he can't do it, it doesn't matter. Just let it go quietly and change to another one, or wait for a while and invite Jiang Yuan to come again.

Dai Mingsheng knew the temperament of experts very well, especially young and energetic elite experts like Jiang Yuan. If a case was lost in Lanyue City, they would definitely plow the ground three feet to retaliate. Many old bandits had to die because of this.

"Dai Zhi, these are our expenses in recent period." The subordinate put a new document in front of Dai Mingsheng.

Dai Mingsheng flipped through the book without paying any attention to it. He flipped through a few pages out of habit, and when he got to the end, he was startled: "Why didn't I see this before?"

"This is newly sent by Huang Qiangmin, the political commissar of the Ningtai County Bureau. It's not the previous expenses, but the expenses for the new case." The subordinate answered with his head down.

"It's good that it's not the previous fee... No..." Dai Mingsheng responded subconsciously, and then immediately looked up: "The fee for the new case is not good either, this number is too exaggerated!"

"Because we agreed that we can use the items at a discount, so in this case, we have to budget a little higher. Otherwise, the prices of some second-hand items are not actually that high, and Ning Tai Huang will feel that he is losing out..."

"He didn't want it, and I didn't want to give it to him. What do you mean by a second-hand item? I just bought a new GL8, a newly renovated GL8. I reviewed the decoration drawings three times myself. I didn't even sit in it for long, and he took it away. Is that a second-hand item? I should pay more for it!" Dai Mingsheng raised his voice. He was really unhappy.

The subordinate said cautiously: "However, there are not many items in your car, and Political Commissar Huang also allowed us to make a list ourselves, so..."

"Are you from Lanyue or Ningtai?" Dai Mingsheng said sternly, "Such a high fee for a case, even if you have money, you wouldn't spend it like this, go and negotiate again."

"Yes... then I will negotiate with Ning Tai Huang again." The subordinate replied quickly.

The conversation between the two ended and the office fell silent.

Dai Ming was so angry that he didn't say anything for a while, and others didn't dare to speak either.

After a long while, Dai Mingsheng said, "Let's change a cup of tea."

Amid the clinking of cups, Dai Mingsheng lit a cigarette.

With him taking the lead, the office was suddenly filled with smoke.

Dai Mingsheng smoked a cigarette and said to his subordinate, "I'm not a miser. I won't be reluctant to give up my new Passat. But let's be frank. There are some cases that we can handle ourselves, but they require time, personnel and a lot of resources. It's not necessary to transfer such cases to Jiang Yuan. Of course, if he is willing to do it, I agree based on long-term considerations, but the expenses should not be higher than our own expenses, at least not too much higher, right?"

"Jiang Yuan brought more than thirty people here." Deputy Lin Xunlei felt that what he said was fair.

"We don't pay much for ordinary cases so that they can handle cases that are a burden to us. In fact, I don't ask for anything else. If the case of Li Aiyuan is successfully concluded, and Jiang Yuan and his men are willing to take advantage of others, it would be reasonable to take one or two, or even three more. But the expenses in this regard cannot be too high. In the end, we still have to ask them to handle major cases."

"How big a case is considered a big case?" Lin Xunlei asked.

"Didn't we discuss this before? There has to be some explanation." Dai Mingsheng was also reluctant to give a clear standard.

Lin Xunlei half-jokingly asked, "Like the Li Yaoji murder case?"

Dai Mingsheng was stunned for a moment, then fantasized for a while and then laughed.

"Hahahahahahaha..." The captains and political commissars in the office suddenly burst into hearty laughter.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Dai Mingsheng frowned.

A big-headed man walked in: "Dai Zhi, Ningtai Huang... Ningtai Political Commissar Huang is here."

"I think you have made a decision." Dai Mingsheng said sternly, "Please let Political Commissar Huang in."

Dai Mingsheng looked at everyone again and said, "Based on the principle we just discussed, everyone should adjust their expressions."

A group of old men were all solemn, putting on the postures that criminal police should have. The majestic, awe-inspiring and sincere aura surrounded them, an atmosphere that could stop a child from crying.

Now when I sit for a long time, my waist and limbs will ache and I often have to find a blind massager to relieve it. This morning in a Starbucks, I found a row of chairs with tubular backrests. I was so lucky that I sat at one end of the backrest, leaned against the tube and twisted it hard. It really massaged my sore waist muscles perfectly. At this moment, I am a wild boar in a coffee shop, rubbing against the steel pipe with a comfortable smile on my face.


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