Half an hour later.

A young woman appeared at the police station on the street in a state of anger. Her short skirt that covered her hips was soft and reached to her knees. Her fair face was flushed with redness due to her hurried walking. Several strands of hair were stained by sweat on her neck.

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Seeing the child asleep in Ah Xiang's arms, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After revealing her identity, Ah Xiang handed the child to her. The young woman said thank you and took the child over. The child felt it, flashed her long eyelashes, found a comfortable position and fell asleep again.

"Thank you so much."

The young woman looked at Ah Xiang: "The child's grandmother went out at night and locked the child inside. Thanks to you, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"It's not me, it's all thanks to our Azheng."

Ah Xiang waved his hand and turned sideways to reveal the handsome Zhong Tianzheng behind him.

Needless to say, the young woman also noticed Zhong Tianzheng behind her, but she subconsciously thought that this kind of little fresh meat had nothing to do with saving people, so she sincerely thanked him.

"There's no need to thank him. This guy is also our people's policeman, but he hasn't become a regular employee yet." At the door, the captain on duty at the police station walked in and looked at Zhong Tianzheng: "I've long heard that a young intern has appeared in the police station.

Police, I didn't expect us to encounter you, boy, you did a good job."

The captain of the police station was not polite to Zhong Tianzheng. After some praise, he let them leave.

After coming out of the police station, they saw that the two of them had no means of transportation. The woman enthusiastically invited the two of them to get in the car. Unable to resist her enthusiasm, Zhong Tianzheng and Xiang Xiang were not pretentious. They got in the car one after another, and the child who woke up got in again.

In his arms, he kept telling his mother about Uncle Superman's performance today.

Through small talk, everyone introduced each other. The woman's name was Zhao Han. She worked in a company. She was from Shanghai. She had been developing in Shangnan City for several years. The child had been taken care of by her grandmother, so this incident happened.

After sending the two to their destination, the child was still reluctant to let go of Ah Xiang, and was even more reluctant to say goodbye to Uncle Superman. It was not until Zhong Tianzheng promised to take him out to play next time, and the child pressed the hook with him in a serious manner that he reluctantly left.

Say goodbye to both of you.

…

Quantang Bay.

A high-end residential building stands beside the river. In the spacious flat floor, Zhao Han, wearing gray tights and sports shorts, was sitting on a yoga mat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, doing yoga.

"Mom, mom, look at Uncle Superman."

The child took the ID and crawled over from the soft cashmere carpet. He stood the ID in front of Zhao Han and pointed at the screen with his fleshy little finger: "I saw Uncle Superman."

Zhao Han looked at the screen, and the scene at that time reappeared, and Dai Mei couldn't help but feel nervous. His son was lying on the window sill, and there was a danger of falling at any time. The policeman climbed up regardless of his personal safety.

Especially when he saw Zhong Tianzheng stepping onto the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, Zhao Han's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

This action is too dangerous. If you make a mistake, you will fall off and die.

Now, she finally understood why her child had always called Zhong Tianzheng Feiren Uncle.

"Baby, when you grow up, you must learn from Uncle Superman and become a person with a sense of justice." Zhao Han hugged his son tightly and murmured: "Uncle Superman has a name, his name is Zhong Tianzheng."

"No, no, it's Uncle Superman."

The son replied with a sweet voice.

…

Yiyuan Community.

Zhong Tian was lying on the bed. He also saw the popular video on the Internet. He smiled and put his phone aside. If he encountered such a thing again, he would rush forward without hesitation.

"System, if the host dies suddenly, how will you deal with it?"

"Unable to process, the program has not yet given instructions."

The system pondered for a long time and gave a blunt answer.

The system's voice is always so emotionless and stiff.

The room fell silent again.

Zhong Tianzheng didn't know that his casual question seemed to throw a huge problem into the system, and strings of numbers composed of 01 flashed in his mind from time to time.

a long time.

"What happened to the host today exceeded the expected judgment. There is no code related to the problem in the system settings." The system stopped computing and actively spoke, but the sound machine remained: "But there is a similar set of operation records in the system, so the system decided

, be kind to the host, and train you more."

Before Zhong Tianzheng could react, the system was already running on its own: "As a professional police officer, appearance is very important. The host's appearance is barely adequate, but temperament still needs to be cultivated."

System complaints are the most deadly.

The key is that Zhong Tianzheng still has no way to refute.

Temperament really has nothing to do with appearance.

The way a person walks, the way he sits, the way he talks, and the way he speaks and behaves, different people give people different feelings. For example, the standing posture and temperament of a soldier are incomparable to ordinary people.

However, temperament has nothing to do with the life and safety of the host, right? If you are already handsome and your temperament improves again, during the arrest operation, you will definitely attract a lot of hatred when you encounter a suspect who resists, and you will be specially selected for someone like yourself, both internally and externally.

Can those who are part-time students do it?

Zhong Tianzheng couldn't understand the system's brain circuit. He didn't know how this program was written.

“How to cultivate temperament?”

After pondering for a long time, Zhong Tianzheng did not dwell on the issue and asked proactively: "Temperament should be cultivated from an early age. There shouldn't be a way to achieve it overnight." Asking for advice with an open mind is always better than being a dead duck with a tough mouth.

Besides, if the system brings up the topic of temperament for no reason, there must be a reward.

"There really is a way to get it done overnight."

A book appeared in Zhong Tianzheng's mind, with "Temperament Cultivation Manual" written in seven characters.

Open.

The catalog includes words and deeds and mentality.

"When walking, you should raise your head, hold your chest straight, straighten your neck, look forward, and have enough energy and energy."

Zhong Tianzheng was browsing the contents of the manual, and his body began to change subtly. Even his breathing began to become smoother, and his body that was originally leaning on the head of the bed naturally lifted up.

"You should speak clearly and generously. When you open your mouth, you should think through your brain. When speaking, pay attention to eye contact. Dare to look at each other with clear eyes. You should also avoid looking unscrupulously."

Every point in the manual was explained in great detail. After reading the last word of the manual, Zhong Tianzheng looked at himself in the mirror. He felt that it was very different from before. He couldn't explain the details, but he just felt like now.

Looks more comfortable.

The eyes that were originally blessed by the devil's eyes now looked a little clearer, and they also had a hint of majesty, just like the eyes of an old detective.

"Thanks."

Zhong Tianzheng grinned.
Chapter completed!