Chapter 239: A Good Child

Police Department.

Looking at the building in front of him, Xiao Yu thought of the four words "majestic and magnificent".

A little exaggerated.

Solemn and shocking, it is real.

Xiao Yu and the young man walked into the police department and went up to the top floor.

Then, they came to the door of an office.

"Please wait a moment."

The young man smiled and said to Xiao Yu, knocked on the door, and pushed it in.

In the car on the way here, Xiao Yu knew that the young man was the secretary of the boss.

In the local level, it is one level higher than Yun Xiangguo, the director of Bincheng City Bureau.

A third-rank official in front of the prime minister, it's a joke!

"Come in."

The young man came out and smiled at Xiao Yu: "It just so happens that the boss is busy."

"Okay!"

Xiao Yu, dressed in a police uniform, tidied his clothes, marched in, and took a look at the office.

Huh?

The furnishings are very ordinary.

Except for the location, it is like an ordinary civil servant's office.

Then, his eyes fell on a chair...

This is an old mahogany chair.

If you look closely, you can see from the armrests on both sides of the chair that it has become extremely smooth after many years of rubbing.

Even better, after 903 years of baptism, this chair has not left any signs of decay.

That feeling is just like the old man on the chair.

Xiao Yu stopped and looked at the old man sitting on the chair more intuitively.

The old man's body is not very tall, wearing a loose shirt.

Occasionally, a light flashed in his eyes.

It is a kind of wisdom that sees through the world.

"Salute!" Xiao Yu raised his hand to salute.

"Heh!"

The old man curled his lips and looked at Xiao Yu with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Yu, the hero of our police system?"

Weird?

Yes, what about your status... Xiao Yu was embarrassed, and he could raise his hand or put it down.

"Okay."

The old man smiled and stood up, came to the reception sofa beside him, and pointed to his side, "Come and sit."

Xiao Yu dared to obey?

Dare!

He walked to the boss honestly and sat down.

The old man didn't say anything, and fiddled with the teapot on the coffee table.

The young secretary brought boiling water.

The old man opened the tea box beside him and poured a little... black tea into the teapot.

What a fragrant smell... Xiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Good tea is at home, and a sister who is short of money doesn't need these things.

But.

The information fed back by Wang Die's nose told him that there was something about this tea.

The black tea was brewed, and the water didn't look as hot as he imagined.

A hint of tea fragrance wafted out from the teapot.

After a pause, the old man picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea.

The soup was red and transparent, like a rose, clean and pure.

"Do you know tea?"

The old man took a cup and placed it in front of Xiao Yu.

"This..."

Xiao Yu shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

"Try it!" The old man pointed at the tea.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Yu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his eyes lit up.

The tea soup was hot, and the taste was clear and mellow.

It was fragrant and slightly sweet on the tip of the tongue.

"Good tea, delicious."

Xiao Yu praised sincerely.

He thought to himself that he would ask his sister to make some when he went home.

You know, he really loved drinking tea before, and he thought it was quite pretentious.

But he didn't expect that this tea was indeed a bit of knowledge, and good tea was really delicious.

"Haha!"

The old man smiled triumphantly, and he looked like an old child.

You can see majesty in him, but you can only see the image of a gentle old man.

Suddenly.

The old man's smile disappeared, and he looked at Xiao Yu and slowly said, "Tell me, what makes you let Old Wu say you are a good child?"

Looking at the old man's eyes, Xiao Yu suddenly felt like he was looking at two sharp blades.

A cold current surged from his heart, making his eyes slightly sting.

Yes, it was this taste.

Only a pair of eyes like this are worthy of controlling the violent machine of the police system!

And facing such eyes, Xiao Yu actually had a strange feeling that he was lying.

So, he didn't say anything, looking straight into the old man's eyes, without dodging at all.

"Huh?"

The old man was surprised, his eyes lit up slightly, he looked at Xiao Yu again, nodded, "Tell me, what did Old Wu ask you, and how did you answer?"

"He asked me..."

Xiao Yu did not hide it, "What do you think of the current era and the country?"

"Ha, this old thing."

The old man smiled, "How did you answer?"

"I said..."

Xiao Yu said, "We are not living in a peaceful era, we are just lucky to live in a peaceful country!"

The old man was stunned and stared at Xiao Yu.

This look lasted for more than ten seconds.

After coming back to his senses, the old man's expression became extremely complicated, yet very gentle, like an old grandfather looking at a younger generation, "Why do you stay in Guoan?"

"I wanted to go anywhere, but I just wanted to stay in Bincheng."

Since meeting the old man, Xiao Yu smiled for the first time, his smile was as bright as the sun, "I haven't put some things away yet!"

The old man was stunned again, but in a flash, he smiled and shook his head, "Young men and women are in love, and heroes are short-tempered?"

"Yes."

Xiao Yu also shook his head, "I'm too lazy, and I don't have any ambition. In this life, I just want to accompany my parents and my wife, guard my three-acre land, and do my best to be a good policeman. This is enough for me!"

"So that's it."

The old man suddenly realized, looking at Xiao Yu, his eyes became gentler, "Don't you have a dream?"

"놋."

Xiao Yu nodded heavily, and smiled sheepishly, "I want to make this world a little cleaner!"

The old man knew how many times he had been stunned.

He just stared at Xiao Yu blankly.

Xiao Yumu looked at the old man sideways.

for a long time.

"Drink tea."

The old man picked up the teapot and poured tea for Xiao Yu.

"Thanks."

Xiao Yu thanked him again and sipped the tea slowly.