Bro, you are a policeman, not a thug.

Public Security, Minister's Office.

When Xiao Mu walked in, a calm and solemn atmosphere hit him.

In sight, the reception area.

Two old men were sitting on the sofa, smiling and looking over.

Xiao Mu walked up to the two old men and raised his hands to salute.

Unexpectedly, the two old men slowly stood up and returned the salute.

But no one asked Xiao Mu to sit down.

They were all looking at him with a smile.

The smile hid the wisdom of the years, with an indescribable taste.

What big thing is going to happen... Xiao Mu was surprised and puzzled.

He realized that it was not a bad thing, and it was related to him!

"What was your biggest dream?"

The corners of the mouth of the Lord of Public Security rose slightly, and there was a kind light in his eyes.

"Huh?" Xiao Mu was stunned for a moment.

I can't figure out why he was asked this?

However, he did have many dreams.

When he was young, he was a policeman, a soldier, and a pilot.

When he was a teenager, he had money, a car, and a woman.

When you grow up, your family will be healthy, you will defend your country, and you will eliminate violence and protect the good!

People have different dreams at every stage.

If you talk about the biggest dream... Xiao Mu smiled.

He has already done it.

Become the top of the police force and become a police king.

He has already walked the path that others need to walk in their lifetime.

Only those who have truly fulfilled their dreams can understand that kind of satisfaction!

When Xiao Mu came to his senses.

Secretary Wu came with a tray, with a serious face.

Originally, Xiao Mu thought it might be a medal or something.

No, there was no medal.

However, when his eyes fell on the tray.

The whole person was stagnant, and even forgot to breathe.

He stared at the items on the tray stupidly, and lost his mind.

Those were two sets of neatly stacked police uniforms.

One set of public security police uniforms and one set of national security police uniforms.

This is not the point.

The point is that above the police, there is a white shirt!

I don’t know how long it took, Xiao Mu, who came to his senses, had a heart beating wildly.

His eyes seemed to be on fire, staring at the two police uniforms.

It was more enthusiastic than seeing any medals, honorary titles...!

Xiao Mu finally understood why the Lord of Public Security asked: What was your biggest dream?

The white shirt was also his biggest dream in two lives.

And this kind of reward representing dreams surpassed everything.

It was heavier than anything else!

"There will be no promotion in police rank, military rank, or level, and no medals."

The Lord of National Security smiled and asked: "Can I just give you a white shirt?"

"Yes, yes."

Xiao Mu nodded heavily, his mouth trembling a little, "Enough!"

"Hahahaha..."

The two old men laughed heartily, and the laughter filled the whole room.

The laughter was full of the vicissitudes of life and the emotion of life.

You see, Xiao Mu's reward that gave all the bosses a headache.

It was solved so easily.

But is it really that simple?

A 19-year-old white shirt is scary.

Even if it is the lowest level of white shirt.

That is the ultimate dream of countless policemen!

Especially seeing this fearless young man in front of him, who is the best in the world, so excited, it is worth the two ministers to laugh happily.

There is another more important point.

The more excited Xiao Mu is.

The more he will never stand on the opposite side of the country and the people.

This is the most satisfying, happy, and worth being happy about!

"Take your reward home and have a good rest." The Lord of Public Security smiled.

The Lord of National Security smiled jokingly, "Don't forget to put it on and show it to your Brother Qiu."

Xiao Mu:...

The old man is very bad!

He almost said: Go home and show off to your woman.

As experienced people, how can they not understand the psychology of young people.

But the problem is that Xiao Mu really wants to go home and show off to Brother Qiu.

Xiao Mu's old face blushed slightly when his thoughts were guessed.

Show some shame!

...

After leaving the minister's office, Xiao Mu did not go home directly.

Instead, he went to the Special Case Investigation Division to show off.

If a man doesn't show off, what's the difference between him and a salted fish?

When the seven police kings had complicated expressions and looked at Xiao Mu changing into the third-level police inspector uniform in front of them.

To be honest, they were jealous, more sour than lemons.

Because in addition to Zhao Xiaotang, six police kings were still police inspectors.

It would be a lie to say that they were not envious.

But when it comes to jealousy... they don't deserve it!

Because they all know how much talent he has to get this white shirt.

Even if you want to be jealous, you don't have the qualifications to be jealous, you don't even have the ability.

What ordinary people call risking their lives is nothing compared to what Xiao Mu did!

"Don't tell my dad."

After pretending to be cool, Xiao Mu smoked happily, "At least don't tell him for the time being, and keep it a secret for a while."

"Yeah." Zhao Xiaotang nodded solemnly.

They are all in this line of work, and Xiao Guodong is an old criminal investigator.

When I really see my son wearing a white shirt, it’s not happiness.

It’s the unimaginable worry and fear of parents.

They would rather let their children live a mediocre life.

I don't want a 19-year-old to wear that white shirt.

Because compared to the probability of hanging a child's photo on the wall.

Nothing can make parents feel more at ease than being alive!

"How does it feel to have your dream come true?"

Zhao Xiaotang exhaled a puff of smoke and laughed.

"It's so cool, so cool."

Xiao Mu grinned, "It's unprecedented comfort!"

"Yeah."

Zhao Xiaotang sighed, "It was the same when I put it on, but later I found that my shoulders were heavier."

"Yeah."

Xiao Mu nodded, "Same."

When you put on this shirt with great difficulty, you will worry about whether the shirt will be dirty.

If it is dirty, all dreams will be shattered!

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Zhao Xiaotang patted his little brother on the shoulder, "I won't go home until I get drunk tonight."

"Okay."

Xiao Mu stood up, left the Special Case Investigation Office, and left the Ministry of Public Security.

Wait until I get home.

When Li Fang saw the white shirt on Xiao Mu, she was stunned.

That's right, this is the effect I want.

When they returned to the backyard, Xiao Mu wanted to show off to Brother Qiu.

But Ye Qiuling was stunned when she saw his white shirt.

Suddenly.

She covered her mouth, and mist appeared in her eyes, as if she was suppressing something.

Then...

She ran to the dumbfounded Xiao Mu like crazy and hugged him tightly.

The calmness she pretended to be on weekdays was torn apart.

Her eyes revealed deep fear and anxiety, and tears fell like beads with broken strings.

She hugged Xiao Mu tightly, as if he would disappear in the next moment.

Xiao Mu was stunned for a long time, stretched out his hands, and hugged Brother Qiu tightly in his arms.

His tone was gentle and hoarse, and he murmured.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qiu was worried!"