The conditions of the dormitory are quite good.

A dormitory for four people, with all the necessities and a ceiling fan.

Of the three people in the same dormitory, one was from Hankou Station, and intelligence officer He Guangtao, 28 years old. One is from the Military Unit of the Nanchang Investigation Bureau, Hou Danliang, 33 years old. There is also one from Shanghai Station, Chen Rongyang, 26 years old.

The biggest feature of this crash course is that he is young, like Hou Danliang in his early thirties, he is already old.

After getting acquainted with the four people in the same dormitory, Hou Danliang did not hide it, saying that he had worked in the military unit for so many years, but he had not been promoted, and his family background was relatively superior, and finally made a sum of money and was sponsored to enter the crash course.

When I go back, I can spend some ocean, and I can always be an official, right?

As for the other two people, He Guangtao has a straightforward personality, is hospitable, and can quickly get along with anyone.

Chen Rongyang is more introverted, doesn't talk much, and is diligent and studious. The family conditions are not good, and his parents originally wanted him to be a teacher or a bank clerk, but he became a spy by mistake, so he has some inferiority.

But the people are generally good.

The last time I went to Shanghai, I didn't hear Yuan Yichang talk about this person.

The subject of the first day was detective art, and the teacher, Han Haizhong, was a veteran spy who was sixty-three years old, and he spent a day telling the thirty-nine students in the class what investigation and makeup were. Tracking, detachment.

In particular, the focus is on the essentials of tracking and detachment.

How to use the terrain, houses, and people flow in the place to successfully track or get rid of the target.

Meng Shaoyuan has seen these in movies and television in the past, and those agents are all powerful, they can stare at whoever they want, and get rid of whoever they want.

But in real life, this is not the case at all.

A notebook is densely packed with key points.

"Empty talk, useless." When the last class in the morning was about to end, Han Haizhong said solemnly: "Starting tomorrow, practice exercises, take the group as a unit, an hour in advance, and gather on time at seven o'clock in the morning. ”

So fast?

It's only been a morning, and it's time to go straight to the actual training?

But if you think about it, it makes sense, the training of the crash course is only half the time of the regular class, and it is also a good way to practice for substitute learning.

In the noon cafeteria, the trainees of the crash course eat 15 minutes earlier than other classes in the police academy.

The food is very rich, eight dishes and one soup, meat and vegetables are evenly matched, you can eat as much as you want.

Written on the wall:

"One rice and one meal, hard to come by; Eat in moderation and don't waste it. ”

Well, this advocated the CD-ROM action during the Republic of China.

The meal time is set for only ten minutes, and then their own utensils must be cleaned and put in their place.

If someone is found to be wasting food, then the punishment is that they will be hungry for the next meal.

"Teacher Han."

Meng Shaoyuan, who was holding the meal, saw that Han Haizhong was also coming, the food was placed in front of him and did not move, his eyes were slightly closed, his fingers lightly tapped on the table, and his mouth was humming the Suzhou Pingdan, which Hangzhou and Shanghainese like to hear.

Han Haizhong didn't open his eyes, but nodded slightly in response.

Time was limited, so Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly found another table to hurry up and eat.

After eating, there was a forty-five-minute break, and almost all the students seized this time to take a nap.

Meng Shaoyuan didn't have the habit of taking a nap, he took out his notebook and began to review the points that Han Haizhong said to him in the morning.

Especially the so-called makeup technique.

Makeup is definitely not as magical as what Meng Shaoyuan acted in movies and television in his era.

As soon as you put on makeup, even your relatives who get along with you day and night won't recognize you.

The essence of makeup is to use simple props to hide the main contours of your face that can be recognized the most, and change your appearance to the greatest extent.

Eyes, beards, and hats are the main props.

And when you walk face-to-face with acquaintances, you need to bow your head to avoid the other party from feeling familiar.

No, that's not right.

Meng Shaoyuan had some objections in his heart.

From a psychological point of view, it's easy to expose yourself.

Two acquaintances, walking face to face, you are worried about exposure, as soon as you look down, others haven't paid attention, but as a result, you come to such an action, but it will make others look at you a few more times.

The right way to do this is to keep a proper distance and pass by calmly.

After all, there are not so many boring people, walking on the main road mountain, will look at others very carefully.

Meng Shaoyuan took out a pen and marked his thoughts in this regard.

What the teacher teaches has to be learned, but what the teacher teaches may not be so perfect.

"Rise, assemble, assemble."

The voice of squad leader Ren Pingmao rang out.

He is from Hebei, and he heard that his background is very hard, so he became the squad leader.

In the afternoon, I took a class on the playground outside, learning grappling.

The instructor is a lieutenant colonel, named Xie Cairui, who worked in the presidential guard, and was the successor of Hebei Tongjiquan in the past, but later he was removed from his sect for unknown reasons.

It is probably the reason why he firmly agreed to change the name of "Guoshu" to "Wushu", and insisted on improving Wushu and introducing more Western boxing, technical fighting, and Siamese boxing?

"My name is Xie Cairui!"

In front of the thirty-nine students, Xie Cairui had a dark face: "Some of you have probably heard that I was removed from the Tongjian Fist. Why? I can tell you why now.

Martial arts is the elite project of my China, however, since its development, the essence has long since died, is there a master? Yes! Is there anyone who can fight? Yes! But not much. Master Wan Long Xin Wan in Shanghai is one of them.

But they are unwilling to be in the limelight, indifferent to fame and fortune, and never go out of the mountains unless it is a major event, causing some people to sell their fame and reputation, swaggering and deceiving in the name of national arts, and ruining the reputation of national arts.

In the seventeenth year of the Republic of China, the first national examination was held in Nanjing, and I was the examiner at that time. In the main test, the players are grouped by lottery and then go to the knockout round. As long as the hand, elbow, foot and other parts touch the opponent, you can get 'one point', 'three points two wins', or directly knock down the opponent, it is also a victory.

On the third day, a ridiculous scene appeared.

There was a player named Meng Tangchun, who was defeated and was not convinced, but he hugged the other party and bit someone else's face, biting other people's faces with blood. ”

When Meng Shaoyuan heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

Didn't boxing champion Tyson bite other people's ears when he lost? I never thought that we had it when we were in the Republic of China.

Xie Cairui glanced at him: "In this national examination, many times, it is the two players who have been fighting for a long time, and there is even a situation of hugging and rolling on the ground, and the audience's romanticized imagination of martial arts has been completely broken. The results of the boxing competition are even worse and worse. The wrestling competition is not as good as Japanese judo.

So from that time on, I was determined to improve the national arts. How to improve? First change the name to martial arts. If martial arts can't be practiced, they don't deserve to be called national arts. I have learned Western boxing, Japanese judo, and Siamese boxing, and I have taken the dross and the essence of them, so that the martial arts have the power to fight, so that the martial arts, one day, can still be called 'national arts'. ”

After speaking, his eyes fell on Meng Shaoyuan's body again:

"The student who laughed just now is out of the ranks!"