National Security Bureau 8: I, the King of Criminal Cases

Zhao Xiangguo, who was wearing a white shirt, patted his subordinate on the shoulder with a smile on his face, "But I had something to do and had a meeting with some big bosses above, so I was asked to act as my agent."

"Understood." Zhou Chen grinned.

He looked calmly at the... leader in front of him.

Seeing the relief on the other person's face, and a hint of pride.

Zhao Xiangguo, who is over 50 years old, has frosty white on his temples.

Because he is a scholar and has a refined temperament. He is past middle age, but his facial features are still handsome.

Especially those eyes, which are like deep dark pools, filled with the wind and frost washed away by the years.

Just from his appearance, he is a charming man who can make young ladies scream.

But it was he who, when Zhou Chen was ten years old, targeted this little guy because of a major case.

As the old saying goes, you should be low-key and not too prominent, especially those with particularly prominent lumbar discs.

It is often written in novels.

A certain time traveler will basically be "stoking" in the early stage, so don't waste time on your insignificant development.

Makes sense.

You are so good at pretending and stand out so much.

It will come into someone’s sight for the first time.

People will find out why you are such a dick and awesome.

Is it because we eat different rice, or are we a different species?

Any ‘other’ is a potential danger to a country.

For the next five years, Zhou Chen lived under the nose of Guoan.

Until it was determined that Zhou Chen was a 'normal person', a very good person with natural criminal investigation ability, extremely keen on solving crimes, strong reasoning, and extremely high IQ...

To recruit, National Security Director Zhao Xiangguo personally talked with Zhou Chen.

And made a promise that you don't have to leave your hometown before you are eighteen, but when we need you, you have to use your brain to help us catch people.

When you turn eighteen, we will arrange a National Defense University for you. You don’t have to go to school. You will come to the capital to work.

Salaries, housing issues, all these miscellaneous things can be settled in one step.

Of course, you can get as much treatment as you have in exchange for your abilities.

On the contrary, Guoan does not support idle people.

All this was arranged and cultivated by Zhao Xiangguo himself.

Zhao Xiangguo can be regarded as Zhou Chen’s teacher and guide in this life! .

Chapter 47 She is messing with my Taoist heart (3 updates)

The setting sun sheds its last golden color on the earth.

The entire capital was covered with a golden gauze like cicada wings.

On the rooftop.

An old man and a young man looked at the sunset on the horizon and smoked cigarettes silently.

"Seven years have gone by so fast."

Zhao Xiangguo exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at the students beside him.

It also reminded him of the old days in his memories and that childish little face back then.

He even thought of what Zhou Chen said to him, the director of the Eighth National Security Bureau.

"Your National Security Bureau is a der. If you want me to join, I have to join?"

Every time he thinks about it, Zhao Xiangguo can't help but laugh.

At that time, because of Zhou Chen's extremely arrogant words, I almost gave up recruiting him.

Now we also know that Zhou Chen was acting like him back then and did not want to join Guoan.

What a stupid thing, do you want to lament those days... Zhou Chen blinked, "Yes, it's been seven years, and I'm no longer the little brother who needed help from my sister."

I made a joke in my mind, but the boss didn’t know what it meant anyway.

A smile spread from Zhao Xiangguo's face, half-smile but not a smile, "You are still so naughty!"

The boss knew what I was talking about... Zhou Chen was shocked and showed a pure smile like a white rabbit.

"I will retire in two years. I am no longer suitable for my current job."

Zhao Xiangguo looked at his stupid subordinate and asked a very abrupt question, "Do you have any good candidates in mind, or do you want the old man to dispatch a new director?"

Are you so crazy... Zhou Chen almost cursed, with a look of astonishment on his face.

He had a feeling now.

The emperor asked his ministers: To which prince do you think I should pass the throne to?

As long as he is a minister with a normal mind, as long as he still wants his head.

How should the Minister answer this question?

"Boss, don't make trouble."

Zhou Chen had a constipated expression on his face and said, "Can a small-time director like me have any idea about this kind of thing?"

"Slippery."

Zhao Xiangguo smiled and shook his head, "People can't be too smart."

Do you think I don’t understand this? Zhou Chen was silent.

In their previous life, when they were in the police academy, their teacher taught them.

People who often think they are smart are the stupidest people.

Because smart people are most likely to be mistaken for being smart.

When you scheme against others, you will add drama to yourself and complicate simple things.

I always think about how to make a subtle layout, and I want to make my methods smart.

Finally...play yourself to death!

"The old man asked me for my opinion."

Zhao Xiangguo sighed, "I propose... you."

Zhou Chen:......

Boss, I'm just a deputy.

Do you know how big the span is from the deputy department to the main hall?

And he is only 22 years old this year. Before he is 30, he can't even think about being promoted to the department level.

Now there are eight bureaus and nine special service offices.

He is the only director who has taken over the post at the deputy director level.

No matter how much credit he has, it is useless, just one age will make him stuck.

Still want to take on the eighth round of Ding?

That's nonsense!

Seeing his subordinate's silence, Zhao Xiangguo looked slightly sad and paused, "There will always be a way."

Zhou Chen smiled, taking it as a joke and not paying too much attention to it.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and the old man personally ordered that you be allowed to take a break from prayer."

Zhao Xiangguo smiled and said, "Go back and accompany your sister."

"Then I'm really leaving." Zhou Chen bared his teeth and smiled.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left.

But Zhao Xiangguo was silently looking at the student's back.

Watching the golden red light of the setting sun fall on that back.

Slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

It’s like seeing light!

…

On the way home.

Zhou Chen, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the special car, took out his mobile phone.

Pull out WeChat and click on Mu Youyu’s account.

When I saw the account name, I wanted to laugh.

I still remember when the two of them applied for WeChat.

He noted to the young wood fish that he was a black-bellied little queen.

The note given to him by the young wood fish turned the maggots in his heart black.

For twenty-two years, they have never stopped falling in love and hurting each other.

Because they are too familiar, childhood sweethearts.

They have never even talked about a normal relationship between a man and a woman.

Thinking of some couples in novels, when the girl does something wrong.

When apologizing, I would say: Brother, I'm sorry. I won't talk back next time. They were wrong. Brother, don't be angry.

That's called sweetness.

When we get to Mu Youyu, do you still want her to apologize?