Chapter 997: My dad travels the dragon in the world, and my mom dances for nine days
The sky was kind and there was a light snowfall.
The street lights on both sides of the family area were turned on one after another, and when twilight fell, you could smell the fragrance of vegetables from each family when you walked in the family area.
It was the time for dinner at home, but the courtyard of Yu Chang's house, which was usually the most delicious and delicious, was dark, Chen Meng was locking the door in a down jacket, the second master was holding a flashlight to illuminate her, and Nuo Nuo followed obediently to the side.
After locking the door, the family headed in the direction of the special brigade, and when they passed by the guest house, they saw that it was brightly lit, and Chen Meng deliberately stopped.
"Those guys, they should be eating, right?"
"I eat more than pigs, and I don't do things as well as pigs." The second master said disdainfully.
"Hungry..."Nuno clutched her little stomach, and she smelled the smell of hot pot wafting from the guest house.
The original plan for these guys was to leave tomorrow, and then they would also transfer the people they caught to other places for interrogation.
When the time comes, it will have nothing to do with the investigation team, and they will be replaced to continue to follow up, and the appearance of these people will not help the whole case, so it can be said that it is a formality.
"I've eaten all the hot pot, tsk, do you really think you're a hero to celebrate?" Chen Meng was not convinced, she didn't even eat hot pot!
According to the instructions of the leader, let her and the second master have a surprise attack, without telling Fan Yiqi and the others in advance that Chen Meng wanted to interrogate, and slapped the big fat faces of Fan Yiqi and others before the transfer of people tomorrow.
I just don't know if the hot pot that these people ate will churn in their stomachs after Chen Meng asks about it.
There is no one who is easier to mess with than Fan Yiqi and them, and there are no performance requirements, come and walk around, make this a miasma, and go back and write a report saying that the time is tight, the tasks are all kinds of difficult, and the salary is the same.
Thinking that this kind of fame-seeking person represents the authority of psychology in China, Chen Meng wrote disbelief in every cell from his feet upwards.
You can eat one less meal, and the face of the ancestor must be earned!
The second master led Chen Meng to the special brigade, and the captain who had already received the news waited at the door, personally leading the two of them in, although he didn't say anything, but Chen Meng had already seen it from his bitter gourd face.
Fan Yiqi didn't make a lot of trouble, asked a few words, and almost didn't make Chen Meng laugh.
Don't look at these people coming, they didn't do anything at all, but a lot of messy opinions were raised, what kind of tree arrangement at the entrance of the special brigade will form psychological pressure on the soldiers, which training subject does not conform to the laws of psychology.
Anyway, relying on the fact that no one understands psychology, he pretends to be B hard, and tolerates a group of wine bags and rice bags to point fingers, life is already difficult, but the captain also heard that Fan Yiqi went back and wanted to apply for a psychological counseling project for their team.
It is to test all the fighters one by one, to see who is suitable for what position, and to select snipers or something.
This works in theory, but the problem is... Who can trust his level?
"Mengmeng, is there any scientific basis for what he said? According to the psychological test, can you really see the psychological quality of the fighter? The captain led Chen Meng to the edge of the building, not in a hurry to enter, but stopped and asked.
Chen Meng was happy, and put her hand in the pocket of her down jacket, "How can I, a rural 'woman', compare to the 'brick family' of the imperial capital." ”
The captain snorted from his nose and eyes, "What kind of expert is he, I'd rather believe you than him!" ”
Nuno nodded, "Dei, my dad travels the world, and my mom dances for nine days." ”