"Whose little fairy is this, dressed so beautifully?"

Early in the morning, Lu Ze drove to pick up Guan Qingqing to work.

Guan Qingqing was wearing a police dress and a police cap, and a white shirt inside, looking neat.

Looking further down, there is a pair of open-toed sandals on your feet, without any nail polish, and it is pink and tender, which is definitely a blessing for foot control.

"I've gone out to pick up money, I'm so sweet?"

Guan Qingqing opened the car door, got in the car and kissed Lu Ze in the face.

Lu Ze's smile remained unabated and he said happily: "It's happier than picking up money."

"What good thing happened?"

Guan Qingqing looked puzzled, tilted her head and looked at Lu Ze, thought for a while and said, "Have you won the bet?"

"Hahaha..."

Lu Ze smiled happily, pinched Guan Qingqing's earlobe with his hands, and said with satisfaction: "No, don't you remember Peng Yi that I mentioned to you, okay? He agreed to come and help me."

Guan Qingqing was a little confused.

Lv Ze explained: "Don't underestimate Peng Yixing. There are not many in the police team who can compare with him. Before I came, Miao Zhishun was known as the No. 1 shot king in the West District, but Miao Zhishun was also worse than him."

There were thousands of people in the West District Police Station, and they all played with guns.

Even Superintendent Cheng, their serious crime team, had a gun-making job in the early years, and he held the M16 against the bandits.

Miao Zhishun is known as the West District Gun God, which naturally represents the highest combat power of the West District Police Station.

He is not as good as Peng Yixing. You can imagine how valuable Peng Yixing is.

"In medicine, there is a case called Collier Brothers Syndrome, which is commonly known as storage and collectors."

"Experts believe that everyone has more or less this kind of habit, and the things they like to collect vary according to different people and personalities."

"Some people like to collect stamps, some people like to collect cards, and some people like to collect lighters, and even women's underwear."

"I like to collect elite soldiers and strong generals. This may be related to my profession. The stronger my subordinates are, the more comfortable I feel and satisfied."

When Lu Ze said this, he turned to look at Guan Qingqing: "It's like you like collecting stockings."

Guan Qingqing rolled his eyes.

This is really heartless. She is not sick, so how could she like to collect stockings?

It’s not that someone likes him or cares about him that he subconsciously accommodates him.

"Brother Ze, have you ever thought that the stronger your team is, the more dangerous the tasks assigned to you are."

Guan Qingqing changed into a serious look: "When you didn't come before, inspector Miao would take his men to take over whenever you had something. After you came, inspector Miao would be relaxed. If there were any major cases in the office or important cases, the first thing that came to mind was you."

Guan Qingqing's family is born in the aristocratic family, but it is not just a vase that can only moan.

Lu Ze nodded slightly, knowing that Guan Qingqing wanted him to hide his weaknesses, so he should not be too hard, for fear that he would be in danger.

But will Lv Ze be afraid of danger?

The answer is of course no.

Every year, the police station invites psychiatrists to help police officers adjust their psychological problems.

Lu Ze's psychologist always believes that he has a tendency to be violent and has a different mentality than ordinary people.

Because normal people will appear scared when they are involved in danger, Lu Ze is completely opposite. The more dangerous the more excited it is.

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Other police officers shoot criminals to death, and often have to have nightmares for several weeks in a row to receive psychological counseling before they can gradually get out of the shadows.

Lu Ze didn't need it at all.

He is a natural soldier, killer, and he has this talent and gene.

To put it in the words of a psychologist, fortunately, Lu Ze became a policeman, otherwise it would be of no benefit to society if he was allowed to go to society.

That's why Lv Zecai believes that Peng Yixing and him are the same person.

In Peng Yixing, he could see his own shadow.

As for Ling Jing.

Ling Jing doesn't count, he is just arrogant and disdainful to be with the weak, which seems a bit out of place.

In fact, he is a normal person, and his mental assessment has always been very stable. The reason why he goes crazy in the movie is that he is driven crazy by all kinds of suffering.

"What's there to be afraid of danger?"

"Isn't there a super policeman in Central?"

"Do you think I look like the West Side Super Cop?"

Lu Zemu Wuyuzi: "Your husband, I am much better than Chen Guorong. Chen Guorong is powerful, but he is powerful alone. I am different. I am not only strong myself, but also strong underworld."

"There is no team competition in the police force, otherwise I would be able to fight Chen Guorong without having to leave the game."

"If there is really a super policeman, it's me, Ze Ge from the West District."

"What Chen Guorong, he is not qualified."

After a while, Guan Qingqing's eyes were filled with red hearts, and he gave Lu Ze a French wet kiss on the spot.

Lu Ze accepted everything according to the order.

To be fair, there are always people who don’t know about it and think that they are making a fuss.

Lu Ze was not convinced. He was chasing him back then. If he was not outstanding enough, how could a lady like Guan Qingqing, who was more jealous than the top, fall in love with him?

Even the Guan family is not capable of getting into the eyes of his father-in-law.

Each one thought he was only useful in bed, so he didn't use bean bags as dry food.

"Brother Ze..."

"morning."

"Hello Brother Ze..."

"good."

After entering the police station, the police officers coming and going greeted Lü Ze one by one.

Lu Ze nodded one by one. In fact, there were many people he didn't know at all, but just responded politely.

This is not surprising. There are thousands of people in the West District Police Station, and there are from all departments. Superintendent Guan may not recognize him, let alone him.

Those who can make him familiar or recognize him are only the heads or supervisors of some departments, and the famous thorns in various departments.

You are honest, so sorry.

Honest people often have no sense of existence, and it is difficult for superiors to remember it.

"Milly, is Lao Cheng here?"

Lu Ze got out of the elevator, but did not go to his office in Area A, but went straight to Superintendent Cheng.

Millie is the assistant of Superintendent Cheng, a native of Ying Guo, who is in her twenties. After hearing the sound, she looked at the office behind her with the door closed and whispered to Lu Ze: "Old Cheng has arrived early in the morning, but you have to be careful. Old Cheng is not very happy today."

Lu Ze was stunned for a moment: "Lao Cheng was beaten by his wife again last night?"

"Shh..."

Millie is a foreigner who grew up in Hong Kong Island. She speaks Cantonese well, pointing to her face and saying, "The face is full of flowers."

"The husband's leadership is not strong!"

Lu Ze observed three seconds of silence for Superintendent Cheng, and then knocked on the office door.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong...

"Who?"

Superintendent Cheng said angrily: "Come in."

Crunch...

When he pushed the door open, Lu Ze found that Superintendent Cheng was sitting on the boss's chair, holding a mirror to look at his face.

Lu Ze secretly took a look, and there were several scratches on his right face, and several of them were bleeding.

"What do you think? I fell in love with riding a motorcycle recently. The speed is a little faster. This is scraped by branches."

Superintendent Cheng glared at Lv Ze, threw the mirror in his hand on the table, and muttered, "One of them, it's rare and strange."

Lu Ze suppressed his smile and said, "Brother Cheng, I want to trouble you if you have something."

"Please trouble me?"

Superintendent Cheng touched his face and showed the weasel's smile on greeting the chicken: "A coincidence, I'm really going to ask someone to find you, and I have something to bother you."

"Brother Cheng, you talk first."

When Lu Ze heard what Superintendent Cheng said, he thought there was a big case.
To be continued...