A national security car slowly drove into a "big courtyard".

This is the second time Xiao Yu has been to this 'big courtyard'.

I still remember the last time, it was Ye Qiuchan and Hua Qingwu who picked him up from Guoan and brought him here.

As a result, the two girls were so frightened that they ran away after spotting a certain car...

"Been here, right?"

Ye Heng asked with a smile while driving.

The smile is impeccable and you know what you are asking!

"When can I become one of those powerful bosses?"

Xiao Yu asked back, "Live here?"

"I also had this dream when I was young."

Ye Heng grinned, "Wake up, don't sleep."

Provoking trouble again, right... Xiao Yu gave him a middle finger.

"Depend on!"

Ye Heng held the steering wheel in one hand and his finger in the other.

The main thing is not to suffer...

The car parked outside the courtyard of a two-story building.

The moment you step out of the car.

Xiao Yu felt that he was 'locked'.

This ‘lockdown’ is not like being in the courtyard.

But with murderous intent!

Xiao Yu felt MMP in his heart.

Come to think of it, as long as you do anything inappropriate.

The sniper bullet will fall on his head in the next second.

Gan!

When the two of them walked towards the courtyard gate, Xiao Yu asked: "If you and the guards were duel, who could beat the other?"

Ye Heng, the king of soldiers in the army.

Maybe he is not as good as Xiao Yu in fighting.

But the role of the King of Soldiers is on the battlefield, in battle.

Can Tyson fight?

If you throw him on the battlefield, he's guaranteed not to survive even one episode!

"That's a good question."

Ye Heng asked back, "You said who is more powerful, spear or shield?"

That makes sense... Xiao Yu nodded.

The King of Soldiers is the strongest spear, and the guards are also the strongest shields.

There is no chance of collision at all, how to tell who is stronger?

The door suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man with a smile came out and said, "Here?"

Ye Heng nodded, "Hello, Director Wu."

"good."

The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Yu lightly and sighed, "It's great to be young."

Xiao Yu:? ? ?

No, do I know you?

"Let's go, the minister is up."

Director Wu led the two of them into the courtyard, into the small building, and into the living room.

"Sit down and wait."

Director Wu smiled at Ye Heng and said, "I'll take him over to see the minister."

"Yes!" Ye Heng sat on the sofa in the hall honestly.

Director Wu led Xiao Yu to a door and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

An old and righteous voice sounded from inside the door.

Director Wu opened the door and pointed to the room.

Xiao Yu hesitated a little and stepped into the room.

What comes into view is a study room that is not too big.

The decoration and furnishings are not luxurious either.

However, the first time Xiao Yu walked into the room, he saw a chair.

Dark red sandalwood chair.

What attracts Xiao Yu is that the armrests on this chair have experienced countless years of baptism.

It has long become smooth, and the black light reflected like a mirror is like a kind of precipitation of time.

Like the old man sitting on the chair.

He looks slightly older.

But in those eyes that were not cloudy at all, there was an edge flashing from time to time.

When his eyes looked over, there was a kind of see-through luster.

It stung Xiao Yu's eyes.

He is the 'old man' in Ye Heng's mouth.

Lord of National Security!

"salute!"

Standing at attention, raising his hands and saluting, Xiao Yu said with a serious expression, "Interpol Xiao Yu, reporting."

"sit."

The old man pointed to the reception chair beside him.

Xiao Yu walked over and sat down.

Sit upright!

Face this old man.

A feeling of respect and fear arose in Xiao Yu's heart.

Feeling an unprecedented pressure.

It was like an invisible mountain peak covering his head.

Xiao Yu was so stressed that he couldn't breathe!

suddenly.

The old man asked a sudden question, "Why do you want to be a policeman?"

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned.

Because many people have asked him this question.

Don’t talk about past lives.

In this life, Hua Qingwu asked, Ye Qiuchan asked, and Ye Heng asked the same question.

What was his answer?

dream?

No need for a reason?

And what is called justice?

But facing the old man in front of him, Xiao Yu felt an unusually solemn oppression.

Not only was it squeezing the air in the study, it was also squeezing his brain.

"I……"

Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at the old man intently, "I want to catch all the bad guys!"

Isn't it funny?

However, this is Xiao Yu's dream.

When I was a child, I watched crime movies and watched the police arrest the bad guys.

It always made his blood boil, and he dreamed of becoming like his parents one day.

Otherwise, do you really think that if his parents asked him to be a policeman in his previous life, he would go?

The old man's eyes were calm and breathtaking.

Not even a hint of ridicule, not even a hint of contempt.

The old man just looked at him for a long time.

suddenly.

"Tell me about the dollar."

The old man's eyes were not dim, emotionless or warm at this moment.

The calmness in the waves was like two sharp blades, piercing into Xiao Yu's eyes.

"Three guesses."

Facing the old man's eyes that condensed the wisdom of countless life and death strategies, Xiao Yusheng had no intention of lying.

"1. Someone takes the US dollar craft to make counterfeit banknotes and makes money."

"2. The purpose of someone making counterfeit banknotes involves interests."

"3. The other party's purpose is to... frame the Dragon Kingdom!"

"There will be no shortage of money, and it should not be a benefit."

The old man looked into Xiao Yu's eyes quietly, without seeing any fear or timidity, "Why did you frame the Dragon Kingdom?"

"The reason is very simple. In fact, money is just..."

Xiao Yu said something disrespectful, "A toy for the superior!"

But he was saying in his heart: Money is not only a toy for those in power, but also a tool to appease ordinary people and stabilize the country.

The day the world war broke out.

When a country is invaded and ravaged.

You will find that money is just waste paper!

To Xiao Yu's surprise, the eyes of the old man in front of him were still as calm as a mirror, and his expression showed no waves.

He just raised his eyes slightly, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and asked in an old and hoarse voice: "Why?"

"Since money is a toy, it can also be turned into a knife."

Xiao Yu replied subconsciously, "As long as someone delivers it to a good person, the bad guy can say, look, he wants to kill me with a knife. Then the bad guy has an excuse, takes out a gun, and kills the good guy!"

"Bad guy, are you scared?"

The old man said it calmly.

"Yes, I'm scared."

Xiao Yu nodded, "If he framed a good person, he would have an excuse. The U.S. dollar is the excuse. They can completely say that our Dragon Kingdom is secretly manufacturing U.S. dollars and destroying their economic system!"

"So what do we do?"

For the first time, a gentle smile appeared on the old man's face.

"The only truth in this world is whether your fist is strong or not."

Xiao Yuping said: "If you don't have a strong fist, who will reason with you?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence for a moment.

An old man and a young man looked at each other silently.

A long while.

"Go and join that little guy Ye Heng, catch those who deserve to be caught, and kill those who deserve to be killed."

The old man's eyes were filled with majesty and he added lightly.

"Remember, never stand against the country and the people!"

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