Happy Little Mayor

Introducing his identity, Sam went on to say, "Our team is responsible for the northwest of Otag and southeast of Canterbury. In fact, the town of Sunset is also under our jurisdiction."

Wang Bo was intrigued and asked, "So, Officer Wilson ..."

"Call me Sam." The policeman smiled. "My friends call me that, and some people call me Fat Sam."

This nickname made Pharaoh very strange: "Fat Sam? Why do you have such a name? I look at your figure, but it is very fit."

Sam said: "Yes, but I wasn't like this before. I was fat before. Then I joined aos. The training was more scientific and systematic, and finally shaped my current body."

Pharaoh nodded. This is to use every opportunity to pull himself into the team, but does he really have such a big charm?

"Ok, Sam, Sam," the Pharaoh read twice, "then you usually work at the police station, right? Are you responsible for the psychological stuff?"

Aos police are part-time, usually have their own positions, these positions are very diverse, some are drivers, some are storekeepers, not all front-line police.

Sam nodded: "Yes, I work as a psychologist at the police station, responsible for organizing case data, and analyzing the psychological activities of criminals through the information in the data."

Pharaoh asked, "How much salary do you have now?"

Sam said: "The weekly salary is close to 1,500 yuan. Our aos subsidy is slightly higher. We can get about 10,000 yuan in addition to the salary every year ..."

"No, no, you misunderstood. I don't care how much you can get paid by joining aos. What I want to say is, are you interested in changing your working environment? How about coming to Sunset Town? I will give you a weekly salary of 2,000 yuan." Pharaoh said.

Yes, that's his plan. He wasn't interested in dealing with it, but later learned that Sam was a pnt, and he wanted to recruit a pnt to town.

Now, although the guys under him can not be said to be brave, but they are mainly brave, lacking such experts who can control their opponents from language, words and psychology.

Sam hesitated and smiled: "Thank you for your invitation, Officer Wang, but I'm comfortable in Cromwell. The aos12 team's headquarters is located there, and I ..."

"If you think about it, a weekly salary of two thousand yuan plus a house, the scenery of the sunset town is very beautiful. In the future, it is destined to become the world's leading scenic spot. Do n’t you mind having a house there?"

Sam said: "To be honest, normal people will be tempted. Who doesn't want to have a high salary and good treatment? But the brothers of the aos team ..."

"Otherwise, how about a weekly salary of 2,200 yuan? This income is not low. The salary of the bank manager in our town is at this level."

Sam's smile was a bit weak: "Who's new isn't the point, Officer Wang. Although my salary in Cromwell is not too high, it is enough to maintain our family's life ..."

"Stay alive? That's not life, that's alive! Not two thousand two hundred, how about two thousand five hundred?"

"No, Officer Wang, don't keep talking about salary ..."

"Well, the weekly salary of 2,800 yuan, this salary is very high."

Sam eventually retired, and Wang Bo had no interest in joining aos, but wanted to persuade him to change the lintel. He is an expert in psychology, which can be seen from Wang Bo's attitude.

So he had to leave and stay here again. He was afraid that his confidence would be shaken and he would really change places to work.

Monthly salary of tens of thousands of dollars, which is impossible to get in a small town like Cromwell!

"Why did you run away?" Pharaoh looked at Sam in disappointment.

Uncle Bing laughed: "Boss, do you think I can get a weekly salary of 3,000 yuan?"

Pharaoh never treats his own staff on salary. He patted Uncle Bing on the shoulder and said, "Three thousand will not be available for the time being, but I will give you a raise, 10%!"

Uncle Bing calculated it and said with satisfaction, "This is also good."

The task force was dismantled two days after its establishment, and there was no celebration party in New Zealand. Everyone packed up their things and went back to their homes and went to their mothers.

Voice of the South Island broadcasted an interview program on the second day. The police also announced the case's detection process. New Zealand has a good point. If there is no credit, it will be attributed to the leadership. Publicly announced.

Suddenly, Uncle Bing set off a big storm on the South Island, because his identity is a sas retired special force, and this name is still unknown to New Zealanders.

Sheriff Smith wants to leave the case for follow-up work, while Wang Bo and Uncle Bing can go back. Although they are credited, they are just ordinary members of the task force and they can do their work.

On the way back, Pharaoh yelled in the car: "Xuete, what is this attitude? There is no ceremony for awarding honors after breaking such a big case? No reward dinner?"

Uncle Bing shrugged: "No, boss."

"I know no, am I not complaining?" Pharaoh glared at him, "Well, I don't accept any of these, but I don't even have a car to return? Let's take a taxi back? Unacceptable!"

Uncle Bing was silent for a moment, and then scolded, "Fack, what a pity! Boss, will the travel expenses be reimbursed?"

Pharaoh sneered: "Dream, if they were reimbursed, how could they have used us to make money just now?"

"I asked the town whether he would be reimbursed."

"dream!"

The speeding car suddenly slowed down, and the driver turned back and said, "Please wait a moment, the two police officers. There seems to be a car accident ahead. I see the shadow of the crash buffer truck."

The traffic flow was very slow. After driving more than two hundred meters, Wang Bo saw the scene of the accident. A transport truck turned over when turning, and most of the highway was blocked.

Behind the scene of the accident, there were two small trucks with led flashing lights. Wang Bo saw it for the first time, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Crash bumper truck," Uncle Bing explained.

The speed of the traffic was very slow, and Wang Bo was bored, so he turned on his mobile phone and searched for this kind of car. He felt very interesting.

New Zealand has achieved a very high level of safety protection for road traffic participants, especially engineers who are working on the road, or there are serious traffic accidents on the road ahead. Police, medical staff, firefighters are on the road There must be such a truck at the rear.

Anti-collision buffer truck is a characteristic product of New Zealand. Many countries think that wasting a lot of manpower and material resources is not worth doing.

(To be continued.)

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