In the Western District General Office, He Wensen and Zhou Xingxing sat on a bench, looking at the surrounding environment curiously, thinking that they were likely to stay in this place for a few years, or even until retirement, the two looked at each other, their faces revealed completely opposite emotions, and beside them, there were many probationary police officers in black uniforms, waiting for the assignment.

Today's assignment is a forty-year-old uncle with two moustaches on his mouth, who looks quite dignified, but the Mediterranean hairstyle on his head looks a little funny, which ruins most of his image.

At this time, there were tall files stacked in front of him, which were sent by the police academy, and every time he opened a document, the trainee police officer whose name was read would come forward.

"Liu Guozhong!"

"Here!"

The name was read by a tall man with a resolute face, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Ho Wensen's member of the police academy, Ho Wenzhan, who saw him go up and down, hold his head high, and salute the standard police salute to the sergeant in charge of the assignment.

Sha Zhan glanced up at him, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Your grades in school are not bad, send you to the serious crime team, and take this piece of paper to the gun room to get a gun later." ”

"Thank you, sir!"

"Well, go ahead!"

Watching Liu Guozhong leave with the gun paper, Zhou Xingxing's face was full of envy, like an idiot, He Wensen, who was sitting next to him, secretly despised him, the serious crime team or something, He Wensen was not envious at all, his biggest dream now is to be assigned to the logistics team, just sit in the office every day, I believe that few thieves dare to attack the mission hall openly, especially the Western District General Administration, which is one of the five major regions, that is not bold, but suspicious.

"Next!"

Another probationary police officer stepped forward, but his face was very unfamiliar, and he had never heard of his name, he should be an ordinary police officer, He Wensen only glanced at it and lost interest, but Zhou Xingxing kept staring.

"You go to the homicide team, remember to go to the house and get a gun!"

Another front-line position, for such a colleague, He Wensen is very respectful and admirable in his heart, but if he wants to replace him, logistics is more suitable.

It's the turn of the last person in front of Zhou Xingxing to step forward, after this person, it will be Zhou Xingxing immediately, and he heard the news that several people were assigned to the front line one after another, which made Zhou Xingxing have a little more confidence in his future, if he can't go to the Flying Tigers, it's good to be a police officer who charges on the front line, as long as he can pull the gun, Zhou Xingxing subconsciously touched the empty holster on his waist.

"Your grades are also good, now send you to the plainclothes group, you go to report to Kim Sir, he will tell you what to do, don't wear a uniform, go to the gun room to get a gun!"

"Thank you, sir!"

"Next, Zhou Xingxing!" After the sheriff read the name, he didn't see anyone standing up after a while, so he read it again: "Zhou Xingxing, Zhou Xingxing is not there?" ”

He Wensen hurriedly touched Zhou Xingxing with his hand, woke up the sleepwalking second goods, made a color to him, and signaled that the chief was calling him.

"Zhou Xingxing reports!"

The sheriff glanced at the rookie who had just impressed him, and said, "Why are you the only one?" Didn't two people be notified? And what about the other one? ”

When He Wensen on the side heard this, he quickly stood up and saluted: "Probationary police officer He Wensen reports!" ”

The sheriff looked at He Wensen and nodded with satisfaction, no way, He Wensen in this life has a good skin, it is simply a copy of Mr. Chen's youth, a person with good looks, no matter where he is, it is easy to make people feel good.

"Very good, everyone is here, you two!" The sheriff nodded at He Wensen and Zhou Xingxing, and said, "I'll go to the back garden in a while, Sir Huang wants to see you!" ”

"Huang sir?"

He Wensen and Zhou Xingxing looked at each other, I don't know how someone would name and name them to see the two of them, and listening to the tone of this sheriff, this person's class must not be small, I don't know why, He Wensen suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

……

In the back garden of the Western District General Administration, a fat man wearing a uniform, carrying a drag two on his shoulders and several medals on his chest is waiting for the arrival of two rookies.

At the moment when He Wensen and Zhou Xingxing showed their faces, the fat guy squinted with a smile, and the expression on his face was indescribably weird.

At the same time, He Wensen and Zhou Xingxing also discovered the existence of this fat man, and recognized his identity by looking at the epaulettes on his shoulders.

Seeing him, Zhou Xingxing felt his heart cold, although he was narcissistic, he still had self-knowledge, and with the fat man's obscene eyes, he knew at a glance that he was not a good person, and it was definitely not good to find himself.

On the contrary to him, He Wensen's eyes were frighteningly bright at this time, because he had already recognized the identity of this fat man, the Director Huang in "Truant Dragon", this is not the point, the point is that He Wensen has an extraordinary relationship with him, He Wensen just wanted to step forward to call someone, but he glared back at him, and quickly closed his mouth.

It's just that the heart that has been hanging has finally calmed down, and he feels stable this time, but Zhou Xingxing may not be so lucky.

“goodmorning，sir！”

For the salute of the two, the fat man just nodded, and then touched his chin and circled around the two, his sharp eyes scanned He Wensen and Zhou Xingxing like X-rays, among them, Zhou Xingxing was seen for more time, which made him feel his ass tight, and at the same time, he became more and more uncomfortable.

This dead fat man must have some intentions for himself, right? Zhou Xingxing thought secretly, and turned his eyes to see He Wensen's expression, but found that he had a serious face, and he didn't seem to feel the eyes of the yellow fat man, and couldn't help but sigh, it still makes sense to be able to stabilize himself in school.

Probably because of He Wensen's presence, in order to maintain his majesty, Huang Fatzi finally restrained himself a little and did not say anything to tease Zhou Xingxing.

"Do you know why I called you two here alone?"

"Report! I don't know! Zhou Xingxing shouted loudly.

"I don't know why you're yelling so loudly?" Huang Fat Man reprimanded dissatisfiedly, he felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced by Zhou Xingxing.

"What about you? Did You Know? The yellow fat man turned to He Wensen, who was speechless, and asked.

"Sir, it's because the two of us are so good, so we need to make another arrangement."

The fat man was amused by He Wensen, he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for so long, and this guy's skin was still as thick as ever.