When Xie Yixin heard about the reputation, he saw Xie Jiquan in a suit and leather shoes walking down the steps. He immediately refused and said, "Dad, why are you like this? I really have something serious to do!"
"Oh!?" Xie Jiquan, who was nearly fifty years old and square-eared, was slightly surprised to see that his daughter had no intention of joking. He hurriedly came over, held her hand and sat down, asking, "Is it about work?"
"Yes!" Xie Yixin nodded.
"Then go to my study and talk!" Xie Jiquan said.
Song Lizhen looked at her watch and reminded: "Aquan, don't you have to go back to the headquarters for an emergency meeting later?"
Xie Jiquan waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I still have an hour to leave the meeting, so I can make it in time." After saying that, he led Xie Yixin upstairs.
The father and daughter had just entered the study, and before the door was closed, Liu's mother came over with a tray and said at the door: "Miss, Madam asked me to bring you the lotus seed and white fungus soup."
Every time I go home, I will drink the white fungus soup made by my mother. Xie Yixin has long been tired of it and often yells that she doesn’t want to drink it. But today, she was uncharacteristically, taking the soup bowl and waving Liu’s mother away.
Xie Jiquan was deeply curious when he saw this scene and was about to ask, but Xie Yixin put the white fungus soup in front of him and said, "Dad, this is my filial piety to you."
As his daughter's filial piety, Xie Jiquan did his duty, picked up the spoon and tasted a few spoonfuls, and then said: "Tell me, my good girl, what can you ask me for?"
Xie Yixin did not go straight to the point and stated her request, but said: "Dad, based on my performance in the promotion test, I should be promoted to senior inspector within the year. I heard that Chief Inspector Wan Guohui of the regional serious crime team will take a leave of absence in the second half of the year.
Will you be promoted to superintendent later?"
"You have your own considerations for your promotion, but where did you get the gossip about Wan Guohui?" Xie Jiquan answered his daughter's question while observing her carefully.
In fact, from the moment they met downstairs, the keen Xie Jiquan felt that something was wrong with his daughter, but he did not notice what was wrong for a while.
Feeling her father's attention, Xie Yixin felt a little nervous. She quickly interrupted: "Dad, why are you like this? I just want to confirm it, and it will also facilitate work transfers!"
"Transfer job? Are you going to go to the Crime Unit?" Xie Jiquan asked.
"That's right, I want to go to the front line to show off my skills!" Xie Yixin said excitedly.
"No!" Xie Jiquan rejected it without even thinking.
"why?"
Are you going to charge into battle?"
Xie Jiquan was speechless by this question. He indeed had such thoughts.
Seeing that her father didn't say anything, Xie Yixin became even more excited: "Anyway, I don't care, I will apply to the superiors to be transferred to the serious crime team. If you insist on rejecting it, then I will definitely go to the Equal Opportunity Commission to sue you!" After saying that, I wanted to get angry.
Leave.
Xie Jiquan suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, what's going on with your neck?"
Xie Yixin quickly touched the high collar and said with twinkling eyes: "My neck? It's okay!"
"Humph, you always pride yourself on your youthfulness and vitality. You rarely wear high-collared clothes. Why have you changed your taste today?" Xie Jiquan sneered, "Pull your collar down and let me take a look. There must be something wrong!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt. Xie Yixin suddenly erupted and shouted: "I said it's no problem, it's no problem. Anyway, I will definitely transfer to the crime team." As he said that, he walked quickly to the door.
, want to flash.
Unexpectedly, the old man Xie Jiquan said: "You have been working at the police academy recently. Someone will always know if anything happens."
Hearing this, Xie Yixin immediately paused as if under a restraining magic spell, turned around and said with a smile: "Dad - my neck is nothing, so don't ask me about it!"
Xie Jiquan couldn't help but raise his right eyebrow and said: "So, there is really something wrong with your neck?"
"No, it's okay!" Xie Yixin waved her hands repeatedly and her eyes began to dodge.
"Do you really want me to go to the police academy to inquire in person?" Xie Jiquan used his trump card.
Xie Baoniu was completely at a loss. She pulled off her collar decisively, revealing the handprints that had not dissipated, and said angrily: "Look, look, look, let you see enough!"
Xie Jiquan took a closer look and was shocked. He said coldly: "What's going on? Who did it?"
Xie Yixin pulled up her collar and said calmly: "No one did it, it was your daughter and I asked for it, no one else!" After saying that, she left decisively and left the study.
There were fingerprints on his daughter's neck. Of course Xie Jiquan refused to give up. He quickly chased out of the room and grabbed Xie Yixin's hand in the corridor: "Tell me clearly, who did it?"
"I can finally pinch it myself!" Xie Baoniu began to talk nonsense.
Xie Jiquan was furious and scolded: "Bullshit! The fingerprints are so thick, do they match your hand?" At this point, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Wait a minute, such a thick fingerprint should be
Is it a man's? It's not a police academy student, right?" It must be said that Xie Jiquan's power of association is rich, and he guessed the fact right away.
Hearing this, Xie Yixin tilted her head to one side and said coyly: "Dad, things are not as bad as you think. Stop thinking nonsense!"
"Am I just imagining this?" Xie Jiquan said with a half-smile, "But what you said is right, things are not as bad as I thought!"
"Dad——" Xie Yixin said reluctantly, "You are thinking nonsense again."
Xie Jiquan smiled and said nothing, and just kept looking at Xie Baoniu.
"Dad, I really have nothing to do with him. He hates me." Xie Yixin unconsciously told the truth.
"Really?" Xie Jiquan asked with a nasal voice, "Is that why you went to the Crime Unit... him?"
At this point, Xie Baoniu stopped being pretentious and said bluntly: "Yes, and no, in short, if you agree to my transfer to the serious crime team, then you must allow me to freely select team members!"
Xie Jiquan immediately gave Xie Yixin an "I understand" look, and the usually capable and sassy Baoniu immediately ran away with her cheeks flying.
That afternoon, Xie Jiquan found out from Ren Gaofeng the "him" his daughter was talking about. He was a little unbelievable when he heard that his daughter had been completely defeated in front of Faerun, but he believed that his nephew Ren Gaofeng would not lie to him.
As the director of the Personnel and Training Office, Fearon's registration information soon appeared on Xie Jiquan's desk. When he saw that the kid who bullied his daughter was actually a top student who graduated from Harvard, he actually smiled a little, as if he had taken the chance.
It's like riding a dragon to get a son-in-law quickly.
At the same time, Feilun, who was meditating and practicing in the police academy dormitory, couldn't help but shuddered and almost went crazy.
Feilun quickly stopped his exercise, walked out of bed, and said to himself: "Damn, it's not the main god who's been staring at me, right?" After waiting for a while, and seeing that nothing happened, he sat down cross-legged again and continued to practice.
In the blink of an eye, half a year passed by. Except for the month of firearms training class, Feilun occasionally saw Xie Baoniu, but he never saw her again. He only occasionally heard Lao Ren mention that Baoniu was about to be promoted, so there were some
Things are going to be busy.
Feilun didn't care much about this. In addition to completing the required training tasks and stage tests, he practiced Xuanjin Kung unwaveringly every day, hoping to make a breakthrough.
On this day, when Feilun was exercising his Qi again, he accidentally entered the realm of inner vision and discovered that the reason why the second level of Xuanjin Gong could not reach the level of "protecting weapons" was because the internal Qi was sufficient, but some parts of his meridians were blocked.
To put it simply, the body of the assassin "Faerun" was disabled by training in the past.
In this way, a problem arises. Although the internal qi will move according to certain meridians and acupuncture points during the exercise, at the second level of Xuanjin Gong, the internal qi actually moves in only one general direction. According to the residual
According to the article, as long as the operation conforms to the laws of yin and yang transformation, there will be no obsession.
Feilun has seen countless internal skills and mental methods in the reincarnation space. This situation like Xuanjin Gong is simply unique. If he puts it on other internal skills, he will definitely go crazy. But he has already tried it when he was studying in the United States. Indeed,
As long as the changes of Yin and Yang are followed, the inner Qi will not go into chaos (go crazy).
Think about it, Xuanjin Gong is still the Golden Bell Gong in the final analysis, it is just a more special kind. The internal strength of the Golden Bell is the most perfect. The internal energy fills the bone marrow, meridians, organs, muscles, and increases the body's endurance.
Therefore, if Xuanjin's inner energy is to move according to a certain number of meridians, it cannot be done. It is even less possible to move the Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian of the Hand to issue the Guan Chong Sword like a Yang Finger.
So the question arises. According to the urinary nature of Xuanjin’s internal energy, it can go from acupoint A to acupoint B, either through the C meridian or through the D meridian, and it can also seep through. There are no hard and fast rules for the whole process.
Which path, so when Fei Lun is doing the exercises, he can't even notice the subtle blockages in the meridians. This is like the wire mesh in the water pipe. Some meshes are blocked by dirt, but other meshes are still open, and the water can still be used.
flow through.
At the moment, what Feilun has to do is to find a way to open up these blocked meridians, so that the meridians throughout the body can be fully opened, and completely achieve the function of protecting the meridians. However, this does not happen overnight, because the control of Xuanjin's internal energy with his thoughts is only directional.
, it is still far from entering the micro level, so it is impossible to bundle the inner energy into silk threads with thoughts to poke out the dirt in the meridians.
After understanding the condition of his body, Feilun sighed slightly and had to stop his work. After all, dredging the meridians cannot be accomplished overnight, and if the meridians are not fully unblocked, the stage of "unblocking the meridians" cannot be completed, and naturally it is out of the question.
"Protector".
However, Feilun is not too anxious, because he only has two levels of Xuanjin Gong. Currently, he is already in the first half of the second level, so what is there to be anxious about? What he has to do next is,
Refining the spirit, or in other words, refining the power of mind, in order to be able to control the inner energy of Xuanjin down to the smallest detail.
It's a pity that Ferun's police training career ended before he could make any progress. Unfortunately, because Ferun pursued a strategy of hiding his clumsiness, the Honorary Stick Award (Best Trained Inspector) was given to a trainee inspector named Huang Le.
Taken away.
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