While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 69 Training is over
The next morning, Song He got up early, put on his police uniform without epaulettes very seriously, and sat down in the training classroom with all the other police officers who were also neatly dressed.And there is no other reason why they are like this, just because today is the last day of training.

This day's training did not have the tit-for-tat confrontation in the past, but more of a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. Even Shen Jianghe's expression softened a lot, and his tone did not have the sharpness before.

Soon, the last class of the training was over. When Shen Jianghe announced that the training was over, the whole classroom was suddenly silent.

"stand up!"

Suddenly, an imposing command burst out in the middle of the classroom, and more than [-] police officers in police uniforms stood up at the same time!

"salute!"

call!
The uniform salute was due to the large number of people, and the slight friction between the arms and the air converged into a crackling sound, which seemed full of strength in the quiet classroom!
All the police officers participating in the training maintained the most standard saluting posture, and in the silence without saying a word, with their most sincere eyes, told the old man standing on the main podium: We understand your good intentions.

The scene in front of him caused Shen Jianghe to show an unexpected expression for the first time. Immediately afterwards, his heart became hot, he raised his right hand full of scars, and returned a police salute.

"You are excellent, but I still hope that you can remember eight words: carry forward with heavy burdens, and never forget your mission!"

"Yes!"

A response comparable to a mountain roar and a tsunami made Shen Jianghe's eyes feel a little hot involuntarily.

He let out a long breath, glanced across the faces of all the participating police officers, stayed on Song He's face for a moment, then lowered his head to pack his things, walked out of the classroom with steady steps.

Song He, who was standing at the back of the classroom, maintained a saluting posture with everyone, feeling in his heart: Bad old man, you have good intentions but don't want to be known, how can you make your wish come true?Please accept our kindness.

Until Shen Jianghe left, there was a sound in the classroom: "The ceremony is over! Disband!"

At this time, Shen Jianghe who left the classroom did not know that what happened today was completely guided by Song He secretly.It was he who took the opportunity to hint at several police officers, making them "spontaneously" understand Shen Jianghe's good intentions, and spread it among the police officers.

As for what happened after that, all the leading police officers discussed and implemented it, and Song He just let nature take its course.

In the following time, more than [-] police officers bid farewell to each other.

We got along for more than ten days, and during the assessment, we chased after each other. Comrades have done it as opponents. During this period, there were side-by-side fights, and there were also relentless fights. Only the person involved knows what it feels like.

Now that the training is over, there have been too many fierce collisions and frictions, and now they will all be transformed into such a strong brotherhood of comrades-in-arms, it is not too good.

Finally, after bidding farewell to the police brothers who had been close to them one by one, Song He and others got on the train back to Yucheng in the afternoon.

Compared with when they came, the atmosphere along the way was still pleasant, but the relationship between the few people had slightly changed.Although Lu Jie and the others hadn't realized it yet, Song He had already become the master of the voice in everyone's subconscious mind.

When Song He walked out of Yucheng Railway Station, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of emotion in his heart, quite a feeling of returning after a long absence.After opening the system interface, looking at those mission targets waiting to be caught, Song He only felt that the restraints in Yuancheng were gone, and his whole body was full of energy.

"It's great to be able to arrest people freely." Song He sighed, making his companions smile knowingly.

"Indeed." Liu Hui stretched his waist: "Although we also perform tasks every day in Yuancheng, we are most comfortable in Yucheng."

Jiang Hai and Lu Jie nodded one after another, while Ma Xuexian was concerned about Huya and couldn't care less about emotion.

"Then let's take a rest first. It won't be long before we meet again." Song He suggested with a smile.

When Liu Hui and others heard this, they all remembered that they had called their colleagues to inform their colleagues about applying for the establishment of a task force, and they all smiled meaningfully.

How could Song He not know what they were thinking, and sneered in his heart: Sorry, I lost before you made a move.

After a while, the five left separately. Song He also quickly found Muscle Ming who came to pick him up, walked up to him, and greeted him with a smile.

"Hurry up! Get in the car!"

Facing Muscle Ming's urging, Song He got into the passenger seat inexplicably, and found that Fang Ming started the car at the fastest speed.

"Hey! What are you going to do!" Song He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, glanced at the direction of the car, and immediately protested: "Wait! This is not the direction to my house!"

"Go to the club first!" Fang Ming stepped on the gas pedal, and a strong feeling of pushing back suddenly appeared!
"A big club! Is your brain finally broken by your muscles!" Song He lamented, and finally understood Fang Ming's true purpose in overcoming all the arguments to pick him up.

Fang Ming licked his lips, stretched his neck and said with a grinning grin: "Finally back! There are a bunch of chickens and dogs in the club, none of them can fight!"

"Eh? Why does this adjective sound familiar?" Song He couldn't laugh or cry. Seeing that Fang Ming was determined to drive to the club, he said helplessly, "You should slow down! Where's Huizi?"

"Going to watch the live game." Fang Ming snorted, slowed down the speed a little, and said in a nasal voice: "I left seven days ago, with Chen Rong."

Song He looked at Fang Ming speechlessly, and thought: Are you sure he didn't leave just to hide from you.

Twenty minutes later, Song He watched dumbfounded as Fang Ming placed his sports equipment in front of him one by one, and sighed: "You went to my house and volunteered to pick me up with my parents, and you still remembered to bring the equipment? I really don’t know if there’s something wrong with your brain or if it’s broken!”

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up! Young master, I just skip work to have fun." Fang Ming urged while warming up, and there was already a group of members waiting outside the octagonal iron cage not far away.

"Really, you are hopeless." Song He put on his equipment helplessly, and followed him into the octagonal iron cage.

When the waiting members saw this, they immediately shouted!

"Xiao Song! Clean him up hard!"

"Song He! It's up to you whether I can vent my anger today!"

"Brother Song! You want to avenge me! Revenge!"

Song He was mentally prepared, but the voice outside the iron cage still startled him, and he began to curiously speculate what Fang Ming had done to these members.

Four or 10 minutes later, Song He dodged Fang Ming's swinging fist and followed by a sweeping kick, then raised his neck and retreated to avoid two cotton-like jabs. shouted happily.

"Are you still coming?" Song He asked, but his hands had already started to take off the gloves.

"No, remember to come on time tomorrow." Fang Ming also took off his gloves.

Song He Deng immediately regretted not giving him two punches just now, and said angrily: "Get out and take me home!"

(End of this chapter)