Children's problems always catch people off guard.
Gu Hui couldn't help but touch his own body, and the dense state made him feel a little more at ease.
"I'm only twenty-five years old, why am I bald?"
Xiao Qian said very firmly: "You will definitely be bald in the future."
There was nothing to talk about today, so Gu Hui decided not to get into trouble with him.
"Classmate Xiao Qian, I was sent by the chief, and I will be responsible for your safety from now on."
Xiao Qian was dumbfounded.
"Ah? My level requires ZNH bodyguards to come forward?"
Everyone in the room was surprised.
"Xiao Qian, how do you know the identity of Comrade Gu Hui?"
Xiao Qian said calmly: "I feel the aura of a great master from his body."
Gu Hui's expression suddenly changed.
"What? Have I been exposed in any way? Classmate Xiao Qian, please make it clear. We cannot be exposed in this kind of work."
Xiao Qian knew that Gu Hui had misunderstood.
"Okay, okay, I'm just saying casually. Besides, you are bodyguards, not agents. What will happen if you don't expose yourself?"
After he said this, Gu Hui regained his composure.
Looking at the shrewd Gu Hui, Xiao Qian smacked his lips, feeling very regretful that he could not continue to discuss the topic of baldness.
The person I knew in my previous life was bald, so why isn’t this person bald?
Since Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue were admitted to the hospital, it can be said that in this day, they have met almost every official in the entire Magic City.
Every big boss expressed their sincere condolences to them, and gave the director of the Public Security Bureau a good lecture, ordering him to properly rectify the public security in the Magic City.
It is conceivable that because of the kidnapping of Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue, all the local gangsters will be in trouble.
They are not good people anyway, and Xiao Qian does not feel sorry for them.
Finally, all the gods and goddesses left, and there were only four patients left in the ward, plus the ashes of An Qing.
There is only one person in Yang Zhen's eyes, and that is Gu Hui.
Those eyes that were as bright as the bright moon seemed to be looking at rare treasures.
Looking at his strange state, Xiao Qian always felt a gay air permeating the air for some reason.
Yang Zhen really couldn't control himself anymore.
"Brother Gu Hui, are you a master of Ouchi?"
Hearing this, Gu Hui raised his head and smiled gently.
"No, it's just an ordinary job."
Yang Zhen didn't give up.
"I heard that the people inside are all peerless masters. Brother Gu Hui, your kung fu must be very powerful, right?"
Gu Hui's mouth is still very strict.
"There are many people who are better than me, but I am nothing special."
Yang Zhen was very interested.
"Brother Gu Hui, if you meet a master who is very good at tanning kicks, how will you deal with him? For example, those of us who practice Tai Chi will hug Yuan Shouyi and wait for the opponent to attack. As long as the opponent makes a move, he will attack.
There will inevitably be flaws in the game. When the time comes to bully him, it will be difficult for him to even gain a foothold. Tell me, how will you fight?"
Yang Zhen was like a martial arts fanatic, extremely excited. He returned to the past and found the feeling of making friends through martial arts.
Those who are not from the martial arts world will not understand the secrets involved. The pleasure of enlightenment and improvement in cultivation after learning from each other cannot be explained to outsiders.
He looked at Gu Hui eagerly, wanting to see what kind of clever tricks this group of legendary people would come up with.
Oh, I really hate it.
Why was it injured?
If this goes well, wouldn't it be possible to just go off and compete with Gu Hui at this time?
Yang Zhen looked uncomfortable and couldn't avoid it. Gu Hui rubbed his nose and said helplessly: "If we... just shoot and it will be over."
"Shoot...shoot?"
At that moment, Yang Zhen clearly felt that some of his beliefs were collapsing, and the world in his heart was falling into darkness.
"You...as a master, how can you use a gun?"
Xiao Qian helplessly slapped her forehead and helped Yang Zhen correct herself.
"He is a bodyguard. He protects the safety of the target and eliminates danger in the fastest and most effective way. This is their strict duty. Do you think he is the same as you martial arts practitioners who make random gestures?"
He was afraid that Yang Zhen wouldn't understand, so he made a vivid metaphor.
"Let me ask you, a knife flew from the opposite side. It was too fast and there was no way to block it. What would you do?"
Yang Zhen didn't think much and immediately said: "What else can I do? Of course I just ducked and avoided it."
Xiao Qian looked at Gu Hui again.
"What about you?"
Gu Hui was very serious.
"You can't hide. Once you hide, the target you are protecting will be in danger. So you can only block, and you must block it, even with your body."
Yang Zhen screamed.
"Then aren't you in danger yourself?"
Gu Hui said matter-of-factly: "We are bodyguards. Protecting the target from any harm is more important than anything else."
Yang Zhen finally understood what a bodyguard was, fell silent, and finally lost his enthusiasm.
Although he and Gu Hui are both martial arts practitioners, it is obvious that they are in different worlds.
Over there, Yang Huai still has many questions to talk to Xiao Qian.
"I didn't expect that Xiaoqian, at such a young age, could actually use a gun, and you could use it so well. If you hadn't taken action, our rescue operation would have been delayed for who knows how long."
Next to him, Feng Zhiyang was also filled with emotion.
"Captain Yang, you don't know. When Xiaoqian and his friends visited the army, they opened the safety with a few clicks of the Bayi lever and unloaded the magazine. I was dumbfounded. This kid is simply...
evildoer."
This is not what Yang Huai lamented.
"When I saw Xiao Qian's decisiveness in shooting, I was really ashamed. Speaking of which, we criminal policemen who face criminals all year round are hesitant when we want to shoot, and we simply cannot be so calm."
Xiao smiled lightly.
"Uncle Yang, you are being humble. You are the police. Even if you shoot, you are shooting on behalf of the law and justice. So before shooting, you must torture your own heart. I am different.
I am trying to save myself, completely out of instinct. From this aspect, I am far less noble than you. It is difficult for a policeman to shoot, but if you can insist on not shooting, that is valuable."
Yang Huai and Feng Zhiyang looked sideways, not expecting that his thoughts were so profound.
Yang Huai's eyes filled with tears, he hugged Xiao Qian and kept rubbing his head.
"Good boy, really a good boy. If only everyone could understand us police officers like you do, that would be great."
Xiao Qian raised her head and asked doubtfully: "Have you received a lot of misunderstandings?"
Yang Huai smiled bitterly and touched the gauze on his forehead.
"If nothing else, when you see me like this, my mother-in-law will definitely nag me again when I go home. She dislikes me for being away from home all year round, dislikes my low salary, and dislikes me for not caring about my children. Hey, actually I think so too. But as a policeman,
Isn’t that what it is?”
Xiao Qian said seriously: "You sacrificed your own happiness to protect everyone's happiness. What you did should not be misunderstood."
Having said this, he had an idea and said: "Uncle Yang, I'm going to make a TV series about the police. What do you think?"
Yang Huai was stunned.
"TV series? What TV series do you produce?"
Feng Zhiyang smiled and said: "Captain Yang, you don't know, right? The most popular "SH Beach" last year was Xiao Qian's work. Didn't you see that at the beginning of each episode, there are five characters "Xiao Gongzi's work". That's
This guy’s name is so stinky.”
Yang Huai screamed.
"Oh, Xiaoqian, are you so powerful?"
Xiao smiled and did not answer, and continued to ask: "Uncle Yang, would you like me to make a TV series about your police officers?"
Yang Huai kept rubbing his hands excitedly.
"Okay, okay, how can it be bad? We police officers have been in the wind and rain all year round, going through life and death, but too many people misunderstand us, and even our families don't understand us. We really need someone to speak out for us.
, understand the meaning of our work.”
Even Yang Huai, an old detective, strongly agreed, so it became a matter of course.
Xiao Qian, who was trapped in the hospital, happened to have nothing to do and started working immediately.
But Xiao Qian soon regretted it.
What script should I write?
There are many movies and TV dramas about the police, but there are not many works that can truly reflect the greatness of the people's police.
At the same time, if the quality of the works still needs to pass the standard, it will be even less.
Xiao Qian held a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, and her mind was blank.
