"Sir Xiao!"

Mo Shangyun put down his hand and shouted to the officer.

That's right.

She met this officer from the Armed Police Brigade when she came with her mentor on a "business trip" last October.

He is in his early forties, has a kind face, and has a good relationship with his tutor. During the inspection, it seemed that he was surprised why Mr. Xie would bring a little girl like Mo Shangjun with him, and he seemed to care about her, so he treated her a little bit.

He paid attention to her, and later took the initiative to test her on a few questions, which was considered to be his approval.

Because they had interacted with each other before, Mo Shangyun still had some impression of him.

"Your name is Mo Shangyun, right?" After the officer remembered Mo Shangyun's name, he looked at Mo Shangyun curiously and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"

He remembered that Mo Shangjun was from the Army and also from the Xilan Military Region, so he was no match for their armed police brigade.

It might be understandable to say that she came to visit, hold a meeting, or inspect with some important person, but - if he read it correctly, she was now standing in a small squad of the armed police, and she had just obeyed

Saluted the squad leader after his instructions.

This is a bit beyond his understanding.

Last time I heard Mr. Xie showing off, Mo Shangjun was already a school-level officer. He was young, a 20-year-old school-level officer, and she was also a woman... How scary would it be if word spread?

How could he be ordered around at will by the squad leader of an armed police brigade?

Did something happen between the army and the armed police that he didn't know about?

Mo Shangyun coughed lightly, blinked at him mysteriously, and said with a hearty smile: "It's a bit of special training."

"Oh." The officer nodded as if he understood, thinking that he would know after a little inquiry, so he did not pursue further, but said directly, "You can come to me when you have time. We will use the suggestions you made last time.

It has been adopted and you are always welcome to test the results."

Mo Shangjun paused, thinking that when she was asked, she had put forward a few opinions tactfully, but even she didn't take it seriously.

Was it really adopted?

Mo Shangjun quickly said something modest, saying that these were immature remarks and it was her honor to be accepted and she did not dare to make any mistakes.

Although the other party's military rank is three ranks higher than hers, her age, experience and identity are all there. If she is willing to listen to her opinion, she really values ​​her. At this time, you can't go to a dyeing shop with this little paint, otherwise you may get dyed.

She doesn't even recognize her father anymore.

Young people still have the humility they should have.

Especially in front of elders.

After being humble, Mo Shangyun praised the other party humorously, and finally made the other party happy.

After chatting for about five minutes, the other party was satisfied and asked the driver to drive away. But this time he not only said perfunctory things like asking Mo Shangyun to find him, but also gave detailed information about where he could be found.

When I said it, I seemed to be a little serious.

Mo Shangjun responded with a smile and watched his car leave.

After the car drove away, Mo Shangyun realized belatedly...the atmosphere around him was, well, a little strange.

Within a radius of twenty meters, there was total silence.

Even the two armed policemen standing guard at the door looked at this side in shock.

Mo Shangyun turned his head and looked around. As expected, he saw several armed police comrades who looked confused, the squad leader, and... Ding Jing, who looked very promising.

It’s okay for others to think it’s scary. Why does Ding Jing, a person who knows her military rank, look like a fool?!

"You...you...what is your relationship with Chief Xiao?"

"Were you the ones who proposed several training modification plans that were implemented at the beginning of this year?"

"Little girl, where are you...?"

Several armed police comrades nearby asked Mo Shangyun for information in a very difficult manner.

It was really impossible to relieve the shock in my heart for a while.

Rub rub rub rub!

What the hell!

Nima! Worri! The bunker is in!

What is the identity of this little girl in her twenties? How could she be so familiar with the commander they rarely see once a year? How could she... be able to propose training modifications?!

Isn’t this the immortal from that mountain?!

How about not bringing something so scary?!

However, a certain squad leader who originally despised Mo Shangjun did not speak for a long time. He kept looking at Mo Shangjun blankly and did not come back to his senses for a while.
Chapter completed!