Volume 1: The Bridge Man Chapter 81 Helicopter
"But I'm just in high school, and college is too far away."
"Plan your life first. Sixteen is not young anymore. You see, next year will pass, and the year after that, you'll take the college entrance exam, and then you'll go to college. Time actually flies."
Plan it out ?
Regarding this point, Qiao Ji did feel a little confused. What should he do in the future?
I have already decided to go to college after graduating from high school. I have even chosen the university: Yujing Union University.
But he has to choose a major in college, what major should he study?
As a time traveler, do I also have such troubles?
Qiao Ji decided to suppress this worry and ignore it for the time being.
"Now that the bad guys have been dealt with, do I no longer need to be protected?"
Changing the subject was something Qiao Ji was very good at.
"Yes, you can go home now."
The two strongholds in T City were completely wiped out, and some strongholds in other places were also implicated and reported.
At this moment, it is estimated that the forces of lust and arrogance in other places are being violently attacked by their colleagues as a result of this year's performance.
"This time, you have made a great contribution."
It has to be said that the Original Sin faction, which had no clues for a long time, unexpectedly found a breakthrough from Qiao Ji.
With the strength of the entire police agency, as long as we make a small breakthrough, their fortress will be shattered soon. Do you really think we are short of psychics?
Several Xuan-level psychics work together to exert mental pressure, suppressing your thinking process and forcing you to answer whatever they tell you to.
In the past, we just didn’t catch the key figures. They were just small fry and didn’t know much.
This time, Lust and Pride were going to do something big, and among their men there were several heavyweights. They had captured several regional deacons, all high-level figures from the two veins, and had obtained a lot of useful information from their interrogations.
If you pull out the radish, you will bring out the mud. Their subordinates are definitely all finished.
Therefore, Qiao Ji can go back, but secret protection is still needed.
Now that the police force in T City has been ample, they can arrange more people to secretly protect Qiao Ji and see if the people from other branches of the Original Sin faction have any ideas about Qiao Ji. It would be bad if they do.
Although Qiao Ji's ability is great, Ji Hongming thinks it's better to be careful.
Unless the entire Original Sin faction is brought out this time and all seven high priests are arrested, we can rest easy.
"Performed a great deed? Then can I play with a gun?"
Qiao Ji wanted to scan some weapons and equipment in this world, so he asked tentatively.
Playing with guns?
You can go to the shooting range, but it’s not cheap.
As for Qiao Ji's words, Ji Hongming could grant him special permission to go to the internal shooting range for free.
"Okay." Ji Hongming agreed.
"Flying a plane?"
Ji Hongming laughed and said, "You can't fly a plane. At most, I can let you ride a plane."
If you want to fly a plane, you have to go through a long period of training.
An airplane is not an ordinary person’s bicycle that a novice can just pedal and run.
"Is the plane armed?"
Qiao Ji wanted to scan some planes.
Anyway, he has a training ground and shadow soldiers, unlimited planes, immortal soldiers, and no fear of falling, so he should be able to learn quickly.
"It can be arranged."
You are only allowed to sit, not to hit.
"Where's the cannon?"
Qiao Ji wanted to get some cannons with a caliber of more than 100 mm for his own Shadow Corps to play with.
"Do you think there are cannons in the police station?" Ji Hongming asked back.
That should not be the case.
"Where are the swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks?"
What kind of weird request is this?
"I know a boxing club. I can ask someone to take you there to play ."
"forget about it."
Qiao Ji planned to buy it online, but it was a bit expensive. A fancy cold weapon would cost at least a hundred dollars.
"It's not something that can be used with supernatural powers. Few people use cold weapons nowadays," Ji Hongming explained.
Police officers rarely train in weapons combat, unless it is related to super powers.
After all, how can one become a master if he has a gun but doesn't use martial arts?
Just when Qiao Ji was about to say something, a phone call came in. It was Director Huang from Yulian University.
"Director Huang, are all the formalities ready?"
So fast?
"Oh, it has been sent to school. OK, I'll go to school later."
Ji Hongming glanced at his watch and said, "It's lunch time now. I'll have someone take you to school at two o'clock. You can take a rest first."
After making the arrangements, he planned to take a rest. He hadn't slept much in the past few days and couldn't hold on any longer.
Cheng Jun came to deliver the food. After all, it was already one o'clock and no one had eaten yet.
This time we won a great victory. We captured many people alive. Since their superpowers were blocked, their injuries were simply treated. They were imprisoned and interrogated in detail bit by bit.
His colleague Xiao Wang is probably very busy these days.
"It turns out you won't be staying long. You just arrived and haven't even sat down yet. You'll be leaving soon." Cheng Jun put the food from the cafeteria on the table.
"That means you are very efficient. How did you accomplish it this time?" Qiao Ji began to inquire.
"I haven't been there, so how would I know? Let's eat. The chefs in the bureau are pretty good."
Qiao Ji didn't hesitate to try it.
"Yeah, it's OK. It's much better than our school cafeteria. If the cook in our school gets beaten with a sack, 90% of the time it's the students who did it!"
Cheng Jun laughed. This must be so disgusting that it should be put in a sack.
"The director told me that I'll send you to school after dinner. As for the afternoon, do you want to go to the shooting range or experience the helicopter? It's up to you to decide after you've performed meritorious service."
"Only helicopters?"
“Only helicopters.”
The police station can't take off and land fighter jets either.
"Then let's take a plane first. Does the police helicopter have weapons?"
"Yes, but don't even think about fighting."
"Don't worry, I won't fight."
He just wanted to scan the training ground. The aircraft machine guns, cannons and rocket pods can all be dismantled.
After lunch, Qiao Ji called Lin Mengfu.
The shadow soldier over there did not release himself, which meant that there was no one monitoring Lin Mengfu, and everyone was coming for him.
There shouldn't be anyone here at this time.
"Director Huang has already taken care of the formalities. We can just go to the school to deal with it. I'll come find you later?"
Vines climbed the walls of the old neighborhood , and tall sycamore trees cut the sunlight into pieces with their leaves.
In Room 402, Unit 3, Lin Mengfu was packing her luggage at home.
The door of the closet was open, and several pieces of clothing had already been folded and placed in a storage box.
But she was a little confused when looking at the closet. Should she take winter clothes? Should she bring bed sheets and quilts?
She opened the drawer of the chest of drawers. Inside, the socks, cotton socks, and silk socks were all rolled into balls and neatly laid out next to each other. The different colors and patterns looked like buns with different flavors.
With a flick of his finger, a plastic storage box half filled with clothes flew over, and the socks lined up and jumped in one by one.
The drawer on the second layer opened automatically, revealing neatly stacked underwear. Lin Mengfu picked up a yellow one with cartoon patterns and put it down again.
Many of them are from my childhood. Now that I’m grown up, I can’t wear them anymore. I can only bring two or three sets with me.
The storage box was filled, the lid closed, and the ear clasps fastened.
The next drawer contained various hairbands, hair flowers, headbands and hairpins. In the innermost, a rusty tin pencil case flew out driven by telekinesis.
When she opened it, there lay a small wooden sword inside. It was not even as big as a palm and had a red tassel tied around it. Lin Mengfu stared at it in a trance.
There was also a photo in the tin pencil case. In the photo, a man was holding a little girl who was smiling happily, and a wooden sword with a red tassel was floating beside him.
Buzz——
The vibration of the cell phone interrupted Lin Mengfu's memories.
