Entering a private room, the decoration inside was very elegant.

Facing such a group of big bosses, Mu Xingjun was very resistant, so he believed that "accompanying the last one" was the safest way.

However, as soon as he entered the private room, Director Feng and several others worked together to pull him to the guest of honor seat.

This immediately made him feel very uncomfortable.

He also tried to resist, but the resistance was ineffective, so he was helpless.

However, he was indeed a straight man, and if he couldn't be screwed, he sat down.

But there seemed to be something wrong with this situation. At first, he was thinking that Lao Liu and several friends would get together, and he also brought his son with him. He would either pay for the meal himself, or Lao Liu would treat him to the meal.

But now looking at the enthusiasm of this group of Xihua City Bureau leaders, if nothing else happens, the host and guest should have changed.

He thought to himself: "Even though you guys have higher positions than me, you still have nothing to do with me. Let's see what tricks you can pull off."

Mu Yuan also sat down, right opposite his father. Every time he looked up, he could clearly see his father's face, which made him even more panicked.

Fortunately, there was already a full table of dishes on the table, which made Mu Yuan feel relieved.

"Team Mu, Lao Liu, what do you want to drink? Liquor or beer?" Feng Zhao said with a smile.

Mu Xingjun straightened his face and said: "Detachment Feng, we are here with a case, so we won't drink... any more."

Feng Zhao immediately smiled and said: "How can this be done? When I contacted Lao Liu before, I agreed that this wine must be drunk. If you don't drink it, then only Lao Liu will drink it. He

I’m afraid I can’t bear it.”

Mu Xingjun was also helpless. He had indeed mentioned drinking before, but he wanted to have a few drinks with his son.

As for Lao Liu, it’s normal for him to have a drink as a good friend after not seeing him for several years.

But in this situation, what is the point of drinking? What is the purpose?

Without understanding these things, who dares to drink casually?

"I'm really sorry, we do have a mission..." Mu Xingjun looked embarrassed.

However, before he finished speaking, Director Feng smiled heartily and said: "Team Mu, don't worry about the case. We just want to arrest one person. Detachment Gong, you can arrange a few people in the detachment later. In the afternoon

We will follow up on this matter as soon as possible and find the person that Team Mu and the others want to arrest as soon as possible."

"Understood, Director Feng." Detachment Gong readily agreed.

Lao Liu also said: "Lao Mu, since the leader has said so, let's drink some. I know your drinking capacity well, and drinking this little wine will have no effect at all."

The expression on Mu Xingjun's face was complicated: Whose side does this guy belong to?

Under such circumstances, it would be unjustifiable to refuse further.

Although he is very stubborn, from the point of view of head iron, he is still no match for his son. In this aspect, Mu Yuan not only has perfect inheritance, but also carries it forward.

"Okay then!" Mu Xingjun nodded in agreement.

"That's right." Bureau Feng smiled, looked at Mu Yuan again, and said, "Little brother, how about you drink some too?"

Just as Mu Yuan was about to shake his head and refuse, Mu Xingjun spoke up and said, "Director Feng, he stopped drinking. He is still a student and has not graduated."

"Okay!" Director Feng said enthusiastically without forcing it, "Then you eat more vegetables."

"Okay." Mu Yuan behaved like a baby.

After the small talk, we got down to business. Everyone was served a glass of wine, and Director Feng gave a welcome speech... Well, okay, actually it wasn't that formal, just a few words casually.

When it comes to wine, once you get started, things will get much easier later on.

After three rounds of drinking, they drank separately.

Although Mu Yuan was very conflicted in his heart, the food on the table was too tempting, so he just sat there and ate happily.

When it comes to treating guests to dinner, Chinese food is indeed very wasteful, especially when drinking. If you can eat half of the dishes on the table, it is considered good.

Therefore, in order to avoid this wasteful situation, Mu Yuan felt that he had an obligation to stand up and shoulder this responsibility.

He also followed a strategy this time. He would basically not touch the dishes that could be used as a side dish with wine, and he would not be obsessed with grabbing a plate and eating it with all his heart.

But it was different from eating before. In the past, he could concentrate on eating while eating, but this time he had to listen carefully to what these people were talking about, especially those who were toasting to his father.

It is even more of a focus of attention.

Once someone mentioned that he was a police officer in Huacheng District Branch, he immediately ran away!

Although a monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple, at least he has to wait for his father to calm down the fire before meeting him, right?

“The current public security work is not easy to do!”

"Hey! There are so many big and small things to do every day. I am not ready to let my son become a policeman."

"In the public security industry, there are some relatively easy positions, such as registered police officers."

"Police officers with registered residence may also be arrested by the bureau! If the task is heavy, who cares whether you are a police officer with registered residence or not."

It seemed that everyone who toasted to Mu Xingjun would include more or less such words.

This made Mu Yuan very confused.

What the hell? Which monkey invited this joke? Are you deliberately going against yourself?

If you say this to Old Man Mu, isn't that adding fuel to the fire?

But no matter what, Mu Xingjun was indeed very happy to be deceived by them, and felt like he had found a confidant.

Ever since, I drank the wine slowly.

"Could they be trying to get my dad drunk and make him realize that he became a policeman? Childish!"

Mu Yuan pursed his lips, and in his heart he despised the person who came up with this bad idea.

At this time, Detachment Gong walked up to Mu Xingjun and raised their glasses while holding hands.

"Team Mu, who do you belong to?"

"I am a chicken."

"Then I'm two years older than you. Let me call you brother. Let me tell you, it's not easy for those of us who are criminal police officers. Many of us only spend half of the year at home, and the rest of the time we are out and about.

.I won’t mention the dangers. I still have to be criticized by my wife when I go home. Come on, brother! Have a drink, just for our job as a criminal police officer.”

After a glass of wine, Detachment Gong continued: "Brother, I regret it now. When I was working in the police dog brigade, why did I want to be transferred out? Hey! I estimate that the entire public security team will eventually

He is simply a dog trainer of the police dog brigade."

Mu Xingjun nodded with deep understanding and said: "That's right! Take care of the life and training of one or two dogs every day, and the rest will be fine. Occasionally, you will go on missions, but you don't need to worry about anything. Just follow

Just let the police dog run away."

Detachment Gong sighed and said, "That's right! Dealing with dogs is much easier than dealing with people."

Afterwards, Detachment Gong turned around and went to toast Lao Liu again, while Mu Xingjun welcomed Feng Zhao again.

"Lao Mu, since you are Lao Liu's good brother, you are also my Feng Zhao's good brother!" Feng Zhao said with a hint of alcohol in his mouth, "Don't worry about your mission this time. We are here

I promise to handle it properly for you."

Although Dad Mu drank, his mind was still very clear and he said: "Detachment Feng..."

"Don't call me Detachment Feng, just call me Lao Feng."

"Okay! Old Feng." Mu Xingjun said, "The person we want to arrest this time is very cunning. We let him escape once before in Long'an City. This time we finally got clues that he

I arrived at Xihua City, so I rushed over. Hey, I don’t know if I can successfully capture him in the end.”

"Don't worry! We have a trump card." Feng Zhao said mysteriously.

Mu Xingjun was stunned and asked: "What's the trump card?"

"A dog!"

"A dog?" Mu Xingjun's eyes widened. When did an animal like a dog become a killer?

"Yes! This dog's tracking ability is very strong. As long as it knows where the target has appeared recently, it can accurately find the person."

"So awesome?" Mu Xingjun's face turned red, and there was a strange look in his eyes, as if he was saying, "You lied to me, right?"

Feng Zhao said: "Actually, I didn't believe it at first, but the facts are in front of me, so I can't believe it!"

Mu Xingjun looked moved and said: "If the dog you are talking about is really so powerful, then the possibility of success in arresting this time is indeed much greater. Old Feng, where is this police dog... now? Where is it?

Don’t you go and take a look first?”

Feng Zhao glanced at Mu's father in surprise and said: "Old Mu, you are really a workaholic! No matter how anxious you are, you are not in a hurry now, right? Just now, the Gong detachment has asked two young men from our team to

Go coordinate this matter. When the time comes, you only need to tell them the target information you have, and let them do the rest."

Mu Xingjun thought it right and stopped insisting.

The voices they spoke were quite loud. Mu Yuan heard every word without missing a word, which made him tremble with fear.

He was now very sure that he had definitely been tricked by this group of people.

The dog Feng Zhao was talking about must be his Ermao.

If Er Mao himself is so magical, then there is no problem. Let Er Mao take action and arrest the suspect as soon as possible, and let dad go back as soon as possible.

But the reality is very cruel. Ermao is a very pure Erha, and all its magic comes from itself.

Asking Er Mao to track the suspect is not asking him to take action.

With my father's personality, I'm afraid he will probably follow me to see what's going on. In this way, wouldn't he be exposed?

I can't imagine how my father felt when he saw that the person cooperating with his arrest was actually his own son.

Although the Gong detachment just made some preparations, and my father personally admitted that the job of a dog trainer is very simple, with a very envious tone in his words, this does not mean that my father will regress and let himself go to the police dog brigade.

Be a dog trainer.
Chapter completed!