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"Hello." Gu Chengan pressed to answer.

"Gu Chengan, this is Su Nan." The voice on the other end of the phone was cold, mixed with the faint sound of keyboard tapping.

"Officer Su." Gu Chengan parked his electric car under the shade of a tree.

"Two things. First, the bonus has been approved." Su Nan spoke quickly but clearly, "Zhao Hui is a level A wanted criminal, and the bureau has applied for 150,000 yuan for you. The other one is Sun Qiang, who is found to be a small leader of a smuggling gang. He has a case on his back, and you have applied for 50,000 yuan for this part. A total of 200,000 yuan, the financial process is going through, and it will be credited to your account in about three working days."

Two hundred thousand.

Gu Chengan originally thought that it would be good to get one hundred thousand, after all, he might not get the highest reward.

"Thank you, Officer Su." He thanked him with a slightly excited tone.

“Sincerely, it’s usually not so fast. Officer Su must have done something.

"You don't need to thank me, you deserve it." Su Nan paused and continued, "The second thing is that the district is going to name you a courageous and advanced individual. In addition, two municipal media want to interview you for an exclusive interview."

"I refuse." Gu Chengan did not hesitate.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second, quite puzzled.

"Why? This is a good thing for you!"

"I'm a food delivery guy, running on the street every day. If my face is exposed, how can I work in the future? What if Zhao Hui or Sun Qiang's associates retaliate." Gu Chengan gave a reason casually.The real reason is that the identities of national security agents cannot withstand exposure.

"Okay, I understand." Su Nan did not persuade. "The commendation for bravery is only an internal process and will not be made public. I will decline the interview for you. If there are follow-up procedures that require your signature, I will contact you again."

"It's troublesome."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Chengan let out a long sigh of relief.

Two hundred thousand.

“In Pengcheng, where land is at a premium, we can’t even afford a toilet with this little money.But for Gu Chengan now, this is a huge amount of money that is enough to get rid of his existential anxiety.

No more struggling to pay for meals worth dozens of dollars a day.

He took off his helmet and scratched his sweat-soaked hair.It's a bit long and sticks to the scalp, making it hot and uncomfortable.

There happens to be a barber shop on the roadside.

Gu Chengan pushed the door open and went in.

“Handsome guy, do you want a haircut?” The boss is a spirited young man in his early thirties.

“Cut your hair short and break it, but don’t cut it flat. The fresher the better.”

Twenty minutes later, Gu Chengan looked at himself in the mirror.

The sides were flattened, leaving an inch or so of broken hair on top of the head.Coupled with that angular face, the whole person exuded a fierce spirit.

He paid the bill and walked out of the barber shop.

Finding an empty alley, Gu Chengan took out his chrysanthemum phone.

Click to open Police Pass, enter the National Security page, and click to open the email.

There is news in the spring breeze.

"Keep the money for yourself, no need to hand it over. Your merits have been reported to the leadership, and you will be notified of the results later. Pay attention to safety."

It is still the style of cherishing words like gold.

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