After Guan Yuming withdrew the patrol bureau's manpower to the city, he did not relax. Instead, he held on all night. In the early morning of the next day, it was confirmed that there was no problem for the time being, and then he sent people back to rest in batches.
The superiors of the patrol bureau knew that the resistance organization was indeed involved in this incident, and the resistance organization's help to Fang Dawei and his group could not be in vain, nor could they not do anything.
There is no movement now. The only possibility is that Guan Yuming brought his people back too quickly, so he didn't have time to activate it. This mine is still buried there, and he doesn't know when it will explode.
As the captain of the security zone, Nian Fuli stayed at his post all night. At about noon the next day, the director called him over and asked him some questions before letting him go.
When he came out of the police station, countless people greeted him on the road. He already knew that this was because of his nephew, but he was also proud of it. He rang the car bell very loudly on the way back.
"Old age, old age is back."
"Captain Nian is back! Thank you for your hard work!"
"You've just come back because you're old? You must be exhausted. My wife was working late yesterday and was complaining to me."
"Datou, you're not young anymore, don't be too tired."
When Nian Fuli passed the alley, it was almost time for dinner. After hearing the bell, people kept popping their heads out to greet him warmly.
Everyone in this family area knows that his young nephew came back yesterday in a special car from the Customs Bureau. Inspector Bei personally delivered it to the door. I heard that he helped the Bureau capture Fang Dawei and his gang. , giving the patrol bureau a big face!
Nian Fuli also responded one by one. He walked down a small alley for a long time before coming out. When he entered the courtyard of his home, he was singing an opera. When he entered the living room, Yu Wan came up to pick up his bag and patted him again. , said: "Quickly, change your clothes, you are covered in ashes and smell of cigarette smoke."
Nian Fuli said: "I took pictures outside." He handed over a newspaper and said, "Have a look." Yu Wan said: "What is this?"
Nian Fuli said: "There is a biography on it."
Yu Wan quickly took it over, opened it, looked at it, and said: "Wu Yi, a young man with both benevolence and bravery, assisted the patrol bureau in capturing the gangsters..." She criticized unceremoniously: "This title is too crude. , it doesn’t show the goodness of my cicada at all.” He looked over it again and again, “There’s no name on it either…”
"Don't you understand? That's to protect him!" Nian Fuli went to the side and took a sip of water. "Xiao Chuan has done something good. The patrol bureau will remember it, and Wuhan University will also remember it. Just watch, there will definitely be benefits for him when he comes down."
Yu Wan was still a little disgusted. At this time, she went up and took down Nian Fuli's cup and took a thermos to pour water. "What kind of cold water do you drink? Drink hot water! I have prepared it for you and you don't even know how to take it! One by one, big ones Even small things make people worry! As for the newspapers, if they say it, they don’t say it."
"It's already been in the newspapers, what else are you dissatisfied with?" Nian Fuli muttered in his heart, "I haven't even been in the newspaper once."
Yu Wan said that, but she ran back to pick up the newspaper and read it carefully several times.
Nian Fuli was yawning there while changing his clothes and shoes.
Yu Wan pressed down the newspaper and said, "By the way, I have been answering the phone since yesterday afternoon. They are all from your patrol bureau. They all came to ask about Cicada's letter and asked where my Cicada was. He's old, are you married yet? Chan'er is only sixteen years old. Even if this happens, he should make his own decision. Didn't the second sister listen to his parents at that time?"
Nian Fuli said: "Xiaochan has her own ideas, so we don't need to worry about it."
Yu Wan looked at the ground, stood up, took a mop and mopped the floor, and said, "I saw others came back very early. Captain Sun next door didn't come back early. Why are you so late?"
"Late?" Nian Fuli chuckled and said, "Why late? Today the old company commander called me over and said he remembered my hard work over the years. After asking for a while, he let me back."
Yu Wan had been married to him for so many years, and she felt something strange when she heard it. She stopped mopping the floor, raised her head and said, "Old man, why do I hear that there is something in your words?"
Nian Fuli waved his hand and said, "Don't think blindly. We haven't decided on the horoscope yet. I'm going to take a nap first. Call me when lunch is ready." With that, he walked slowly towards the bedroom with his hands behind his back.
Yu Wan curled her lips and said, "Hey." At this time, her mopping movements became a little faster, and she hummed the tune she often hummed when she was a girl.
In Wuyi College, in Chen Chuan's dormitory, Feng Xiaoqi was walking around with a newspaper. He looked at the article on it, then looked up at Chen Chuan, and said with admiration and envy: "Classmate Chen, you are really amazing. ah!"
Luo Kaiyuan also nodded and said, "Classmate Chen, you did a great job." However, his focus was different from Feng Xiaoqi's. It was not about how powerful Chen Chuan was, but about the news in the newspaper that some villagers thanked Chen Chuan for their Relatives took revenge.
Chen Chuanchuan: "If you were here, you would do the same thing."
Luo Kaiyuan agreed very much.
Feng Xiaoqi shook his head like a rattle, "I can't do it. I can't do it. The main reason is that I'm not as good as you."
Chen Chuanhua: "Xiaoqi, don't underestimate yourself.
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There is no weak person who can become a first-class student in Wu Yi. He is either born with talents or has outstanding talents. He has observed both of his classmates and they are both very good.
Feng Xiaoqi was a little embarrassed, thought about it, and said excitedly: "Classmate Chen, will the school give you a reward this time?"
Chen Chuanchuan: "Maybe, but it's a pity that Senior Liu didn't get these. Even if he was only mentioned in the newspaper, it was a bit unfair to him."
Luo Kaiyuan said seriously: "If you do more in the future, then his death will not be in vain."
Chen Chuan looked at him and nodded.
After returning to school, he actually entered a closed harbor. Although he could see the news outside, once the dormitory door was closed, the hustle and bustle outside did not affect him at all.
He quickly got back into his daily training routine.
It wasn't until evening that Cheng Zitong came over. After entering, he sat on the sofa, looked at him, and said, "Well, nothing happened. It's pretty good."
Chen Chuanchuan: "It makes the teacher worried."
Cheng Zitong waved his hand and said, "Although this is a bit risky, the teacher knows that you are well aware of it."
Chen Chuanchuan: "The only pity is Senior Liu."
Cheng Zitong said: "I know the student Liu Xina. He has a strong sense of justice and he especially likes to take on tasks. He is very similar to another student I know. I often follow him as an example. Well, it may be because of this reason. The academy will pay attention to his legacy after his death. He was a warrior before his death, and he should receive the honor he deserves after his death."
He picked up his briefcase and took out a list, "Teacher, I have one more thing to tell you today. In a few days, you and I will go to the review committee to get the weapon certificate."
Chen Chuan was very surprised. He said in great surprise: "Hasn't the designated task been withdrawn? How can I still get the weapon certificate?"
Cheng Zitong said: "It is said that someone from the Government Affairs Department has spoken. They thought that it would be too childish to cancel such a big task, so they added it again. It should be a big shot or a force. There is a push from behind, you should think about it yourself and you should be able to figure it out.”
Chen Chuan thought about Guan Yuming asking a special car to take him back yesterday, and he already had the answer in his heart.
"Teacher also wants to remind you." Cheng Zitong looked a little more serious, "Molan Company is a giant that cannot be shaken by ordinary people or forces. When you are still weak, you must be cautious and don't challenge anything rashly.
Of course, if you are bullied to the point of being bullied, don't back down. The world is still very big. As long as you have determination, ability, and belief, you will always have a chance to get it back in the future. "
Chen Chuan nodded and said seriously: "Yes, thank you teacher for the tip."
Cheng Zitong's expression became more relaxed, "Teacher knows, and you, the student, know everything in your heart, so the teacher doesn't need to give any more instructions. Anyway, just think about it carefully before doing anything in the future."
Chen Chuan agreed, thought for a while, and asked another question, "By the way, teacher, it's been a while since the last task of the doll in the well. I wonder when the students will be able to do the next one? Students are also very sensitive to this." interest."
Cheng Zitong laughed, "When you go out in the future, who can say that you are not my student, Cheng Zitong?"
Very few people would ask about such commissions as urban legends. He was the only one in the academy who studied it out of interest, so Chen Chuan, the student, was very interested in him.
He thought about it and said, "Well, there's no rush. These tasks have an impact on people. Let's wait until you get your weapon certificate first. It will be more convenient to delegate in that way. Moreover, due to the rebel organization's affairs in the past two days, many places have been closed. It’s already under martial law, and it’s not easy to get things done. Let’s wait until this storm passes.”
Chen Chuan thought about it, he was indeed a little tight before, and it had just settled down in the past two days.
Cheng Zitong didn't stay long because he had something to do. He reminded him again that he would go to the committee with him in the morning three days later, then picked up his briefcase and left.
After Chen Chuan left him, he returned to the living room, took out the Xue Jun knife, and sat there slowly wiping it with the knife oil given by Mrs. Ni.
After a battle yesterday, this knife was full of blood, and it continued to withstand the transmission of his power during the battle. When I hold it in my hand now, I can feel that it has become more harmonious and its weight seems to have become lighter.
Especially after a fierce fight, there are always minor damages in some places on the blade, but after a night passed, and looking at it today, it seems that they have disappeared.
This is indeed a self-repairing knife, and you can feel that the more you use it, the more you like it and the sharper it becomes.
That second method of maintaining a knife does make progress very quickly. But he always remembers that people make swords, not swords making people. He does not need to pursue and kill specifically to maintain the sword. Every sword cut must be in line with his heart and his beliefs.
At this time, he raised his eyes and looked over. "Second Self" was leaning on the wall.
Yesterday's fight also made the second self give him a great response. Even he himself did not expect that this time the overlap time actually increased by more than half an hour, which not only surpassed all previous progress.
, and also exceeded the overlap time originally saved.
The same is true, the overlap time is close to an hour!
This is a huge improvement.
But it's not enough.
Far from enough.
Chen Chuan looked out the floor-to-ceiling window and seemed to see a place far away for a moment.
It can be foreseen that as he moves forward, what he will face in the future is not just the fighting masters on the training road, or some tough gangsters, it may be opponents far beyond what he can imagine now.
But it was this kind of opponent and this kind of goal that made him feel that the direction he was heading in was more meaningful.
Thinking of this, he raised the well-maintained Xuejun sword and slashed forward. The long and narrow blade made a buzzing sound, and a bright light suddenly appeared in the room, as if the air in front of him was torn open for a moment.
After pausing for a moment, he turned his wrist, put his elbow on his chest, put the knife across his shoulder, and then put the blade into the sheath on the side. With a click, the cold light subsided, and everything returned to calm, where he quietly waited for the next time. Unsheath.
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