"Alright, today's police tactical class ends here. Gu Ji, Chen Shi, stay behind."
In the evening, at the training base classroom, Zhang Wenjun stood on the podium, his gaze sweeping sternly over the officers below as he put down the lesson plan.
The officers cheered and left the classroom.
Gao Bo, looking puzzled, packed up his notes:
"What does it mean, why did Zhang Zhong only leave you two behind?"
"I don't know either. You go first; I'll meet you in the cafeteria later!"
Gu Ji shook his head, feeling it wasn't a good thing.
Sure enough, after everyone left the classroom, it was just him and the chubby Chen Shi, when Zhang Wenjun came over with the lesson plan:
"Your police tactical regulations are still not very proficient. Chen Shi, you'll play the role of a brawler, Gu Ji, as an officer, you're responsible for handling the scene."
"Mr. Zhang, I thought I answered the questions quite well in class..."
