Yang Chu, who was standing by the car, gave Zhang Jianzhong a vicious look at Zhang Jianzhong, who was sitting on the ground. His eyes moved, and he happened to see the mobile phone he was holding all the time.
At first, I wanted to bend down to snatch the phone, but before I could do it, I heard the noise around me.
"Who is this person? Yang Chu? Why is he so powerful?"
"What happened, did you hit someone?"
"Are these two policemen? Fighting?"
. . .
Seeing that the crowd was getting bigger and bigger, and getting closer and closer, Yang Chu had no choice but to curse secretly, but before he could grab the other party's mobile phone, he quickly opened the car door, honked the horn desperately, and disappeared from the encirclement. . .
Chapter 126. Chapter 7 Abnormal Situation
Son, I think you listen to your father this time, your father will not harm you"
Basically, in all families with sons, the relationship between mother and son is closer, and the conversation between mother and son is more casual.
"Mom! Why don't you understand me? I know my dad won't hurt me, but I don't like being a policeman. Besides, would I hurt myself?"
Zhang Yaxi crossed her arms indignantly. This cold war can be said to have lasted the longest in this family. After all, it involves the life that a child expects in the future and the life that a parent helps to plan.
"You are too young, Axi, and you still can't understand your father's good intentions. If you understand after a few years, it will be too late, you know Axi, it's too late"
"Why is it too late? It's too late for me to study the major I like, to do the job I like in the future, and to support myself."
"You child..."
"He is used to domineering, so he dares to yell at you and me. You let him yell at the leader? Ask the leader for advice? Does he dare?"
"You child! Don't say that about your father! Do you know how much your father has worked hard for you?"
Basically, the result of every communication is like this, which is not bad, and there can be a few words between mother and son, if there are two people. . . If you don't want to say a word, you will have to choke.
"Anyway, mom, let me tell you that I will definitely not report to the school. If you force me to report, I will simply not be able to."
"You!!! Hey..."
BJ, B**Q, Strategic Intelligence Group Office of the Ministry of Security.
In summer, this place seems to be transformed into a huge furnace, the hot sun distorts the air, making any straight lines meander.
"Report!"
Major still wore the straight military uniform, but the military rank on his shoulders was one more star than before.
"Come in"
"Minister Kong, you are looking for me"
No matter how high the temperature was, Major didn't feel like sweating at all, just like living in a small world around him, out of tune with the outside world.
"The intelligence team intercepted some nonsense, but the password has not been cracked for the time being. Judging from the importance of this intelligence, you should be ready at any time."
Kong Qu sat behind the large desk and slowly took off his reading glasses, as if all of this seemed so calm, just a drop in the vast ocean that was inadvertently picked up by a giant fish.
But the muscles all over Major's body tensed up, just relying on a piece of information that had not yet been deciphered to be on standby at any time, this already explained the problem to a large extent.
"yes!"
This mere word was enough to express the firmness in the heart for a person like Major who was not good at expressing, and of course it was also enough to show the steel-like execution ability of the Chinese Communist.
"Well, I greeted the intelligence team, you guys should get closer"
Kong Qu explained a few words, then picked up the reading glasses in his hand, and looked at the documents on the table.
"Yes, Minister"
In fact, this is also considered a hidden language. Major raised his hand in salute with great interest, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"You handled the previous incident very well."
It seemed that he had spotted the moment when he turned around, and a seemingly dispensable sentence floated into Major's ear along the sides of the back of his head. And what you need to know is that this somewhat unrealistic praise comes from the tycoon of the Ministry of Security, Kong Qu
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Major just froze in place, without turning his head or speaking, but his mind was full of thoughts. I have spent countless blood and sweat on countless battlefields, I have been injured countless times in the rain of bullets, and I have walked alone on the edge of life and death countless times, but I absolutely believe from the bottom of my heart that I can contribute to this country own everything.
But I never thought that one day, the gun in my hand would be aimed at my compatriots. . . Although this was the need at the time, and was also constrained by the situation at the time, it was impossible to have both. If I evade this difficult choice, or if I hesitate a little, or make a slight mistake, I will only end up with a lose-lose end.
Ordinarily, that should be the most correct decision based on weighing the pros and cons, but for some reason, since the last incident, Meijie actually had a questioning attitude towards his choice and decision for the first time, especially when he thought of Zhang Zichen's last cold and alien attitude. His gaze made him feel like a thorn in his throat all the time.
"Okay, let's go"
Kong Qu's sharp gaze can still pierce people's hearts. Although he is staring at the document at the moment, the meaning he wants to express is enough.
No one could understand the pressure at that time, and no one would ever want to experience it. The heart-piercing anxiety was deeply imprinted in the bottom of my heart like a mission. Major didn't respond to any words, just stood on the spot reciting the punch song for a few more seconds, and then strode away.