In half an hour.

A young woman appeared in the Street police station with a burning fire. The soft hip wrapped short skirt passed knee high. Her white face was flushed with two groups of red because of her hurried walk. There was sweat on her neck and several strands of hair.

She was relieved to see the sleeping child in Ah Xiang's arms.

After showing 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 his 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 in it. Thanks to you, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

"It's not me, it's all our ah Zheng's credit."

Ah Xiang waved her hand and leaned to reveal the handsome Zhong Tianzheng behind her.

Needless to say, the young woman also noticed Zhong Tianzheng behind her, but she subconsciously thought that this kind of small fresh meat should be different from saving people, so she thanked sincerely.

"Don't thank him. This boy is also our people's police, but he hasn't become a regular yet." At the door, the police station captain on duty came in and looked at Zhong Tianzheng: "I've heard that a young trainee policeman came out of the police station. I didn't expect us to meet him. You boy, good job."

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

When they came out of the police station, they saw that they had no means of transportation. The woman warmly invited them to get on the bus. She couldn't stand her enthusiasm. Zhong Tianzheng and Ah Xiang didn't affectate. They got on the bus one after another. The waking child got into Ah Xiang's soft arms again and kept talking to his mother about Uncle Superman's performance today.

Through chatting, we introduced each other. The woman's name is Zhao Han. She works in a company and is from Shanghai stock market. She has developed in Shangnan city for many years. Her child has been brought to her grandmother, so this matter happened.

After the two were sent 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 until Zhong Tianzheng promised to take him out to play next time. The child took the hook and pressed the seal with him, which was reluctant to say goodbye to the two.

……

Quantang Bay.

The high-end residential building stands with the river. In the spacious flat floor, Zhao Han is wearing gray tights and sports shorts, sitting on the yoga mat in front of the French window and doing yoga.

"Mom, mom, look at Uncle Superman."

The child took the IPD and climbed over from the soft cashmere carpet. He stood the IPD in front of Zhao Han. His little hand pointed to the screen: "I see Uncle Superman."

Zhao Han looked at the screen. The picture reappeared at that time. Dai Mei couldn't help but hurry. Her son was lying on the windowsill. He might fall down at any time. The policeman climbed up regardless of his personal safety.

Especially when seeing Zhong Tian stepping on the outside of the air conditioner, Zhao Han's eyes were wet.

This action is too dangerous. A bad one will fall down and die directly.

Now, she finally understood why the child had been called Uncle Zhong Tianzheng flying man.

"Baby, when you grow up, you must learn from Uncle Superman and be a man with a sense of justice." Zhao Han hugged her son tightly and murmured, "Uncle Superman has a name. His name is Zhong Tianzheng."

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

The son replied with milk.

……

Yiyuan community.

Zhong Tian was lying in bed. He also saw the hot video on the Internet. He smiled and put his mobile phone aside. If he encounters this kind of thing again, he will rush up without hesitation.

"System, what would you do if the host died suddenly?"

"Unable to process. The program has not given a description yet."

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

The sound of the system is always so unemotional and stiff.

The room fell silent again.

Zhong Tianzheng didn't know that when he asked casually, it was like throwing a huge problem to the system. In his mind, a string of numbers composed of 01 flashed from time to time.

long time.

"What happened to the host today is beyond the expected judgment. There is no code related to the problem in the program set by the system." The system stops operation and makes sound actively, and the sound machine is still: "but there is a similar operation record in the system, so the system decides to be better for the host and strengthen the training for you."

Without waiting for Zhong Tianzheng's reaction, the system has operated on its own: "as a professional policeman, the external temperament is very important. The host looks strong, but the temperament needs to be cultivated."

Systems make complaints about the most lethal.

The key is that Zhong Tianzheng can't refute it.

Temperament has nothing to do with looks.

A person's walking posture, sitting posture, speaking movements, every move, speech and behavior, different people give people a very different feeling. For example, the standing posture and temperament of a soldier are unmatched by ordinary people.

It's just that temperament has nothing to do with the life safety of the host, right? If you are handsome and have a leap in temperament, you must seriously attract hatred when you encounter a suspect who resists in the arrest operation. Why don't you pick someone who is both internal and external?

Zhong Tianzheng can't understand the brain circuit of the system. Who knows how to write this series of programs.

"How to cultivate temperament?"

After pondering for half a year, Zhong Tianzheng didn't tangle with this problem. He took the initiative to ask, "temperament should be cultivated from an early age. The method of achieving success overnight should not exist." It's always better to ask for advice than to die a duck.

Besides, there must be a reward for the system to talk about temperament for no reason.

"There is really a way to achieve it overnight."

In Zhong Tianzheng's mind, there appeared a book with seven characters of temperament cultivation manual.

Open it.

The catalogue includes words and deeds and mentality.

"When walking, you should raise your head, straighten your neck, look at the front, and have enough energy..."

Zhong Tianzheng was browsing the contents of the manual. His body began to change imperceptibly. Even his breathing began to become smooth. His body leaning against the head of the bed naturally lifted up.

"Speak clearly and boldly. When you open your mouth, you should think through your brain. When you speak, you should pay attention to eye contact, dare to look at each other, and your eyes are clear. Similarly, you should avoid unbridled eyes..."

Every point in the manual is very detailed. After reading the last word of the manual, Zhong Tian is looking at himself in the mirror. He feels very different from before, but he can't tell the details, but he just feels more comfortable now.

The eyes that originally had the blessing of the devil's eye looked a little clearer and more dignified, just like the eyes of an old criminal policeman.

"Thank you."

Zhong Tianzheng grinned.

The temperament cultivation manual is really a good thing.