Chapter 349

The combat instructor had his reasons for choosing Li Xuewu; this training class had Li Xuewu looking younger than himself, so he didn't have to have any psychological burden when throwing him.

Secondly, Li Xuewu's body looked very sturdy, making him very ornamental and technical when thrown.

To put it more clearly, it was very satisfying to throw him, and he didn't have to worry about injuring those "old arms and legs" of the "old cadres."

Thirdly, the combat instructor had a little bit of his own emotions, knowing that everyone who came to the training this time was a cadre above the section level and had a better future than him.

He didn't feel much about those "old arms and legs," but he felt a bit unfair when he saw the young, honest, yet fierce big guy.

In fact, everyone would have this kind of thinking, even middle-aged people who had been in society for many years would have it, but they would hide it.

Or, like this combat instructor, find a reason that couldn't be more normal to convince himself and others to implement his own dissatisfaction.

Li Xuewu looked at Huang Gan, who was grinning on the opposite side, and the classmates who were watching the fun.

At the combat instructor's beckoning, he walked to the middle of the field.

The combat instructor stood on the mat and beckoned to Li Xuewu, "Come, attack me!"

Li Xuewu smiled honestly and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Don't talk nonsense, come!"

Li Xuewu stabilized his feet and moved forward slowly. Just as he was about to reach the combat instructor, he threw a punch.

This punch didn't make any sense at all, going straight for the instructor's collarbone.

Anyone who knew something about human anatomy or had practiced martial arts knew that the position of the chin was a small fragile bone.

Even if you hadn't practiced, one punch could shatter this position.

At best, the bone would break, causing permanent trauma; at worst, you'd be dead.

This instructor was clearly a practitioner; he saw Li Xuewu's skill was not bad, so he reached out to catch Li Xuewu's fist.

"Bang!"

"Holy shit!"

The instructor had already felt that Li Xuewu's strength would not be small, and Li Xuewu was going for his vital points.

So when he reached out to catch Li Xuewu's fist, he had already used all his strength to unload the force.

But he never expected that this punch would have such great strength.

Li Xuewu saw the combat instructor catch his fist, but he didn't catch it completely, and the fist hit the instructor's right face while pushing against the instructor's hand.

He didn't know if the combat instructor was in pain, but he let out a "Holy shit."

This instructor was also agile; using both hands and face, after unloading the force from Li Xuewu's fist, his left hand hooked Li Xuewu's fist and raised it above his head.

His right foot stepped between Li Xuewu's legs, his shoulder pushed against Li Xuewu's abdomen, and his right hand grabbed Li Xuewu's right pant leg. With a shoulder throw, he was about to lift Li Xuewu and throw him out.

This move was the most practical move for a small person to deal with a big person; as long as they lifted him up, the big person's center of gravity would be off.

As long as they grabbed the pant leg, the big person would be at their mercy.

This throw didn't require much strength; as long as he fell to the ground, anyone would have to recover for a while.

Just this little while was enough to put on handcuffs.

But this was a situation where he hadn't met someone who understood; this move had a way to break it, which was for the big person to grab the small person's back belt.

Even if the small person used all their strength, they wouldn't be able to lift him.

This was the situation now; the combat instructor originally intended to lift Li Xuewu and throw him out.

But suddenly his back tightened, and he knew this bastard was playing the pig to eat the tiger.

He just wanted to let go of Li Xuewu's pant leg and retreat, hitting Li Xuewu's abdomen.

But it was too late; Li Xuewu grabbed the instructor's back belt. The instructor retreated, and he followed.

His right arm exerted force downward, directly clamping the instructor's head, and then his left foot kicked the ground, and his right knee slammed into the instructor's abdomen.

If this hit was solid, today's class would be over.

The combat instructor knew he had fallen into a trap today; this grandson looked honest and simple on the surface, but was actually insidious and vicious.

"Bang!"

Li Xuewu knew from the feeling on his knee that this hit didn't hit the instructor's stomach; it should have hit the instructor's arm.

Because he didn't use any strength, Li Xuewu didn't give up, but his left hand exerted force, lifting the instructor's back belt directly.

"Holy shit!"

Just when Huang Gan thought Li Xuewu was going to give the combat instructor a ground-slamming strangulation, Li Xuewu suddenly let go of his right arm and brought his left hand down.

"Whoosh~"

The combat instructor breathed a sigh of relief, finally not throwing his face on the ground.

Li Xuewu didn't throw the instructor's face on the ground, but helped him stand up.

The combat instructor looked at Li Xuewu, who had retreated, and asked with a smile, "A practitioner, huh!"

Li Xuewu replied with a smile, "I've learned Bagua, wrestling, and I've also learned the scout combat techniques you just mentioned."

"No wonder."

In fact, both had the opportunity to attack each other's vital points, but this was in the classroom, so naturally, they couldn't use lethal force.

This instructor was also a man; he took the initiative to shake hands with Li Xuewu and naturally acknowledged Li Xuewu's skill.

"Good physical quality, plus fast speed; there are very few people who can fight you."

Li Xuewu was also someone who ate soft but not hard; seeing the instructor give him face, he opened up his stance.

Although he was gesturing with offensive movements, they were slow feints.

Seeing Li Xuewu being polite, the instructor smiled and said to the trainees on both sides, "The requirements for combat techniques are fast, accurate, and ruthless. When you are alone, try to weaken the criminal's ability to act."

As he spoke, he moved quickly to Li Xuewu's side and made a move of pushing his palm up to hit Li Xuewu's chin.

Of course, Li Xuewu didn't use any strength, and the instructor's hand was also virtual, not even touching Li Xuewu's chin, and then he grabbed Li Xuewu's hand and performed a shoulder throw.

Li Xuewu landed lightly on the mat, feeling as if he had done a somersault himself.

This instructor had skills!

Li Xuewu didn't look fat now, but he was actually sturdy, weighing over 160 jin.

What does it feel like for an ordinary person to lift a bag of over 160 jin, and when this bag lands, it's steady?

The instructor pressed Li Xuewu's hand and made a handcuffing move, saying, "Moves are dead, people are alive; as long as the movements are concise, fast, and easy to use, that's enough."

Since he knew the instructor had real skills, Li Xuewu acted as a sandbag, being subjected to various restraining moves by the instructor.

And the trainees were also enjoying watching; Li Xuewu was big, so the range of his movements was large, which looked very clear and was very clear to learn.

After going through all the moves, the instructor had Li Xuewu do it again against him.

While doing it, he would also explain how to escape and counter-restrain when being subdued.

The content of this combat class was much more interesting than the political theory class; the trainees watched and laughed, laughed and watched.

Until the end when they started sparring, everyone couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the number of trainees was odd, the instructor pointed at Li Xuewu and said, "You stand at that end and watch, and I'll watch at this end; correct them if they're wrong!"

As he spoke, he walked to the opposite side. Li Xuewu turned his head and saw Huang Gan changing positions with the person opposite Zhou Zhengquan.

Zhou Zhengquan also saw Huang Gan's movements, and his eyes narrowed instantly.

At this time, Zhou Zhengquan couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to; that wouldn't be saying he was afraid of this Huang Gan.

Li Xuewu saw it but pretended not to, walked to one end, sat on the edge of the mat, and signaled the trainees on the left and right to come up and spar.

Li Xuewu didn't pay much attention to others, because they were all old arms and legs, although they were doing the moves the instructor taught.

But both sides of the sparring had their own ideas; who is throwing whom?

They are all in the same system; if you give this person a shoulder throw today, will you see them again after the training class ends?

So although the instructor asked Li Xuewu to watch, there was a meaning of protecting safety, but these people had self-awareness about safety.

Only that 'sixth' was an exception; good heavens, before Zhou Zhengquan could even speak on the mat, "thump," it was a shoulder throw.

Li Xuewu saw that Old Zhou's eyeballs were about to fall out; he didn't even get up after buffering on the ground for a while.

This Huang Gan was really vicious, laughing and reaching out his hand, saying, "Squad leader, thanks for the guidance; come, let me pull you."

This performance was as if his relationship with Zhou Zhengquan was very good, but in fact, both of them wanted to take a Type 56 and shoot each other.

Zhou Zhengquan, even if the tiger dies, the frame doesn't fall; he raised his eyes to look at Huang Gan, supported himself on the mat, stood up, and struck a pose again.

According to the instructor's previous requirements, one attacks, one defends, one change at a time; now it was Zhou Zhengquan's turn to throw Huang Gan.

Why say this guy is insidious; after Huang Gan set his posture, he first gave Huang Gan an elbow strike, then took advantage of Huang Gan blocking the elbow, tripped Huang Gan, and went up to twist Huang Gan's arm.

He knew his strength wasn't as great as Huang Gan's, so if he wanted to throw Huang Gan directly, he wouldn't be able to lift him, and wouldn't it be a self-inflicted humiliation?

Now he was playing dirty, directly tripping him, using his body to pounce on Huang Gan to twist his arm.

If this twist was solid, Huang Gan wouldn't be able to hold a pen for the rest of the week.

"Squad leader, that's enough."

Zhou Zhengquan was just about to use force, but saw Li Xuewu put his hand on his shoulder.

Others only saw Li Xuewu reminding Zhou Zhengquan, but Zhou Zhengquan himself felt like a snake climbing up his body, as if he would bite him if he didn't listen.

Li Xuewu saw Zhou Zhengquan loosen his strength, so he also loosened the hand that was holding his shoulder.

"Squad leader, you are both practical types, not suitable for sparring; change positions and help other classmates familiarize themselves."

Looking at Zhou Zhengquan's gloomy side face, Li Xuewu smiled and gave him a step down.

Zhou Zhengquan also knew that even if he succeeded today, it wouldn't be glorious to say it out.

Everyone knew that this training class wasn't three or five years, just half a month.

This grandson under him wasn't easy to provoke, but their family was like a rabbit, very capable of giving birth, with aunts and uncles in every department.

"Hahaha, okay, Huang Gan's skill is really not bad."

As he spoke, he patted Huang Gan's shoulder and stood up with Li Xuewu's help.

When Huang Gan got up from the ground, he already had a hypocritical smile of meeting an opponent, meeting a talent, and meeting a bosom friend.

Why say there are no fools above the deputy division level; they are all human spirits.

"Thanks to the squad leader for showing mercy."

"Easy to say, easy to say, hahaha."

Zhou Zhengquan smiled and retreated, while Li Xuewu pulled Huang Gan to Wang Zheng's side.

"Are you weak?"

"Go to hell, that guy played dirty."

"If he plays dirty, can't you play dirty? When he comes over, kick him in the crotch."

"Hiss~"

Huang Gan looked at Li Xuewu's serious appearance, curled his lips, and said, "You're still the insidious one!"

"I'm helping you, damn it!"

"Hmm, I really believe you!"

From the arrangement of the courses, it could be seen that the relevant leaders didn't attach much importance to the "hands-on ability" of these trainees.

Everyone just sparred for a while, and the time for class to end arrived.

This kind of course was a bit like an elective course; those who were interested could practice more after class, or continue to strengthen it after returning to their work units.

But looking at everyone's excited and regretful expressions, even the instructor could see their love for this course and couldn't help but grin.

At this time, whether it was a man or a woman, as long as they wore a uniform, who wouldn't know a few moves? At the very least, they would definitely know how to fire a gun.

The children of China have high aspirations.

And Li Xuewu had an idea, but he didn't know if it was mature.

At this time, any organization or group would be concerned about and bear the upcoming risks.

Only sports, physical exercise, had always been advocated by the authorities.

Li Xuewu knew his idea still needed polishing, so he didn't say it directly here, but followed the crowd toward the parking lot.

The next course was driving, which was a very practical skill course.

Don't look at these trainees having high shooting skills; most of them might not know how to drive.

Because this was determined by the scarcity of vehicles at this time; ordinary people really couldn't touch a car.

And after these people became deputy division chiefs, they couldn't touch them even more.

The wealthy units might have special cars, but they also had drivers.

The units that weren't wealthy had one car for several people, so they couldn't touch them even more.

Which driver would dare to lend their livelihood to others? And cars at this time were valuable assets.

Li Xuewu's situation was special; although the Willys he was driving now was still on the street, most of them were already pure old cars, products of ten or twenty years ago, and basically, one less was left for every one that broke.

The other GAZ-69 two-door versions had long since entered the ranks of out-of-print, because the port had closed, and such cars would no longer enter.

The Russian cars in the country were also one less for every one that broke.

Only the 212 Li Xuewu was using now was about to step onto the stage of history and begin to dominate the domestic car market.

How awesome is it?

Let's put it this way: in the first few years, even the top leader of a county might not be able to have a dedicated car.

And the old cars the trainees in the training class saw in the parking lot were also very familiar to Li Xuewu.

Huang Gan nudged Li Xuewu, pointed to the Willys, and asked, "Do you know how to drive?"

"Yes."

"Oh, how come you know everything!"

Huang Gan originally thought he could find an opportunity to show off, but he didn't expect this grandson to be all-knowing!

"What kind of license?"

Huang Gan still wasn't convinced, thought about his professional second-class, and asked with raised eyebrows.

At this time, driving licenses were divided into professional and non-professional.

Professional automobile drivers passed assessments and were graded, respectively, as first, second, and third-class professional automobile driver licenses.

And Li Xuewu turned his head to look at Huang Gan and said very seriously, "My own judgment."

"Grass!"

Huang Gan laughed, "You're really daring to say that, driving without a license and still being so righteous."

Li Xuewu really didn't have a license, and no one came to check driving licenses for the steel mill's cars.

The steel mill did have its own driver training class, but Li Xuewu didn't have an index, so he couldn't learn even if he wanted to; that was for professional drivers.

So Li Xuewu had always been driving without a license.

The driving instructor was very polite, talking to everyone with a smile, first asking who knew how to drive.

Seven or eight people raised their hands in the class.

The instructor smiled happily; with so many people who knew how to drive in the class, teaching would be much simpler.

Whether it was the reduction in the number of teaching or more people helping him teach, these were things that made him happy.

The instructor then asked, "Do you all have licenses?"

Then those seven or eight people who raised their hands put them down, including Li Xuewu; only Huang Gan raised his hand with his head held high.

The instructor's smile was a bit powerless, but he still said with a smile, "Good, good, good, driving is very easy to learn."

It was indeed; the driving class arranged by the training class wasn't the professional kind, so they didn't need to drive big trucks or grind with the steering wheel.

The instructor pointed to the four Willys in the parking lot and said, "As long as you know how to drive this, you'll know how to drive a GAZ, and if you know how to drive a GAZ, you'll know how to drive the newly released 212; these three types of cars have a blood relationship."

He smiled and looked at the crowd, saying, "Please take it seriously. As long as you pass the assessment in the training class, you will be issued an ordinary driving license, allowing you to drive such small cars."

Who could refuse such a driving class? These people were different from Li Xuewu; they couldn't touch a car a few times a year, and at most, they rode the sidecars of the police station.

Sidecars had only been around for a few years; they couldn't even touch them before.

Huang Gan was very honored to be asked by the instructor about his driving license level, and then was asked by the instructor to help him lead everyone to learn how to drive a car.

Li Xuewu didn't move forward; if the assessment was about this, he could perform drifting.

Just as Li Xuewu was thinking about his previous idea, someone suddenly came to his side, staring at Li Xuewu with wide eyes.

"Aren't you going to learn?"

Li Xuewu looked at Wang Zheng, who was standing beside him; this girl's eyes were particularly electric.

Wang Zheng looked at Li Xuewu and said, "I know how to drive; I always drive the car my dad has."

She explained to Li Xuewu and then asked Li Xuewu, "Have you been to the battlefield?"

"Hmm?"

Li Xuewu didn't expect Wang Zheng to ask this and asked back with a smile, "Why ask this?"

Wang Zheng looked at Li Xuewu and said, "I remember the newspaper reported your resume."

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile and said, "It's not strange to have been to the battlefield at this time, right?"

"It's not strange."

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "But someone like you is quite strange."

"Hahahaha."

Li Xuewu smiled and said, "I also have two shoulders carrying one head; how is it strange?"

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Twenty years old, so steady, so mature, such rich experience, it's very strange."

Li Xuewu raised his chin, signaling Huang Gan, who was leading a group of trainees to learn driving, and said, "Isn't your second brother the same?"

"Him?"

Wang Zheng curled her lip and said, "He's just a bird in a cage."

Looking at Li Xuewu's smiling expression, Wang Zheng didn't explain much, but continued to ask, "I'm particularly curious, how did you manage to hold two important positions?"

"Hehehehe."

Li Xuewu had long felt that this Wang Zheng had the personality of a strong woman; otherwise, she wouldn't be in the security management department.

Why did Li Xuewu pull Huang Gan to change Wang Zheng's opponent just now? It was because this girl was playing for real with the old brother opposite her.

Although there were mats, that big brother was also thrown until he was baring his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything after being thrown by this classmate who smiled particularly sweetly.

This was a violent loli.

"Just a coincidence."

Li Xuewu explained with a smile, "The opportunity came, a vacancy just happened to appear, and no one was competing, so I took it. In fact, I didn't want to."

Wang Zheng looked at Li Xuewu with a smile and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

Li Xuewu saw that everyone was queuing up to prepare to get in the car to try, so he followed and walked toward the sunny place.

Originally, he thought that since there were so many people, this girl would definitely not follow him if she saw him leave.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zheng followed Li Xuewu to the sunny place.

Li Xuewu looked at Wang Zheng behind him, took out a cigarette, signaled, and asked, "Want one?"

"Hahahaha."

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Thanks, I don't smoke."

Li Xuewu lit one for himself and asked with a smile, "Haven't seen anyone offer a cigarette to a woman?"

"Rare."

Wang Zheng stood beside Li Xuewu, basking in the sun, her eyes looking at those practicing driving, and said, "The deputy squad leader smokes."

Li Xuewu originally wanted to use this time to think about things here, but with this tag-along here, Li Xuewu could only answer her words one by one.

The two chatting here naturally attracted the attention of some people.

But both of them were young and single, so although some people joked a few words, it didn't cause any movement.

Only Huang Gan looked over here a few times.

Four practice vehicles; apart from Li Xuewu and Wang Zheng who didn't want to practice, there were about fifteen people per car.

They hadn't even warmed up the seat cushion before they got off the car, and each person only learned for a few minutes.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Huang Gan walked toward Li Xuewu.

"What are you chatting about?"

Seeing his sister smiling, Huang Gan asked vigilantly, and then gave Li Xuewu a warning look.

Li Xuewu didn't care, smiled, and walked toward the dormitory, preparing to take his lunch box and go to the cafeteria to eat.

Wang Zheng wrinkled her nose, glared at Huang Gan, and followed Li Xuewu's direction.

It wasn't that they went to evening self-study directly in the evening; there were two more classes. Tonight's classes were investigation techniques and intelligence analysis, followed by an hour of self-study.

Li Xuewu hadn't come into contact with this kind of knowledge in his previous life. What he had in this life was reconnaissance ability; there was a big difference between investigation and reconnaissance.

Intelligence analysis was the same; there were few common points between military intelligence and police intelligence.

So Li Xuewu studied very seriously.

Watching Li Xuewu take notes, Huang Gan also followed suit and exchanged some cases he had heard with Li Xuewu.

Why say that those close to the water get the moon first? The cases Huang Gan's father and father-in-law came into contact with were too many to count.

Huang Gan could listen to gossip and turn it into a collection of cases.

During the last evening self-study, Liu Zheng appeared and asked everyone to write a summary report every night, the content of which was the learning content of the day.

This thing couldn't be fooled, because the score of the summary report would also be included in the total assessment score.

For these cadres, writing a summary report wasn't too easy; after all, they were all management.

Although they were management from the grassroots level, they couldn't write fewer summary reports.

Looking at Huang Gan, who was writing furiously, Li Xuewu took out his fountain pen and started writing.

First write what he saw and heard, then write the changes in mentality, then write the insights, and finally write expectations and goals.

"Ah~"

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Huang Gan stretched, looked at the report Li Xuewu had finished long ago, picked it up, and handed it to the squad cadre who came to collect the homework.

"This day is really fulfilling."

Li Xuewu stood up with his books and lunch box and asked Huang Gan with a smile, "Isn't it fulfilling in the detention center? Is it similar to this side?"

"Where?"

Huang Gan curled his lip, glanced at Li Xuewu, and said while walking out, "The conditions in our detention center are poor, with more than ten people squeezed into one room; we don't dare to have any activities, so we are happy to have nothing to do."

Li Xuewu probably knew that what Huang Gan said should be the truth. The detention center at this time was different from later generations; there were no sewing machines for you to step on.

Not to mention the cultivation mechanism of intangible cultural heritage inheritors like in Shanghai; being able to eat clean food could be considered winning the grand prize.

Why say abide by the law and be a good citizen.

The two smoked and chatted all the way back to the dormitory. As soon as they entered the dormitory gate, they saw everyone surrounding the bulletin board at the building entrance.

Li Xuewu and Huang Gan looked at each other, then both looked forward.

This should be the score announcement the shooting instructor mentioned.

It wasn't just the shooting class score; they had already started the assessment since they arrived here last night.

Internal affairs had internal affairs assessment scores. Li Xuewu and their room didn't have points deducted, but many dormitories had points deducted.

At that time, the head teacher said there were internal affairs scores, but everyone didn't pay much attention.

This was training, not military training; wouldn't it be fine if it was cleaned up?

But never expected that those whose quilts weren't folded neatly had points deducted.

Huang Gan touched his forehead, nudged Li Xuewu with his elbow, his eyes full of gratitude.

Classroom discipline had discipline assessment scores. Last night during self-study, those who whispered were indeed deducted points.

At this time, everyone's heart was a bit cold; this training really wasn't playing around.

Morning physical fitness didn't need to be said; it was scored entirely according to the time of reaching the finish line. Qualified was qualified, unqualified was unqualified.

Huang Gan looked at Li Xuewu, who was ranked first, curled his lip, and said, "A bit of a victory without fighting."

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to Huang Gan's sour words about his boots and continued to look at the scores on the blackboard.

Theoretical classes didn't have assessments, so there were only discipline scores, but the shooting, combat, and driving in the afternoon had test scores.

In the shooting score, Li Xuewu's name was at the top of the list.

Li Xuewu also carefully looked at his shooting score.

The ring scores for the 100, 200, and 400-meter shooting of the Type 56 didn't need to be said, and there were two hits for the 600-meter.

The 600-meter target paper didn't have ring scores, only the number of hits.

The 50-meter ring score for the Type 54 pistol shooting was average, but all hit the target, and the 100-meter didn't consider the ring score; five bullets hit the target.

This score was actually worse than what Li Xuewu remembered; it might be because he spent more time holding a pen than holding a gun.

The combat score was a comprehensive score given by the instructor, referring to the evaluation score of the trainee's combat quality during the sparring process.

This was a subjective score, and there was still a certain error, but Li Xuewu's name was still at the top of the list.

Everyone had no objection to these two items; after all, it was an ability that made the instructor admire.

Li Xuewu's driving score wasn't high, because he just went up and drove a circle casually, completely looking like he was waiting for the assessment.

What was announced on the blackboard today was the scoring of the courses before dinner. The courses after dinner were the same as today, and would be announced tomorrow.

"Not bad, your professional skills are really awesome."

Huang Gan patted Li Xuewu on the shoulder and praised him with a smile.

Li Xuewu saw someone looking back at him, so he turned and walked into the dormitory.

"This doesn't count as anything; I just ate the dividend of being young."

This grandson always dug holes for himself; Li Xuewu suspected this kid was a pig teammate.

After returning to the dormitory, Li Xuewu put down his books and lunch box and went out.

When going upstairs, he saw that there was no one in the duty room on the first floor, which was convenient for Li Xuewu to make a call.

After arriving on the first floor, Li Xuewu first greeted the administrator and then registered.

The call was made to Dong Wenxue; he should be at home at this time, so he called Dong Wenxue's home directly.

The call was answered by Han Shimu. Hearing it was Li Xuewu, she specifically asked about Li Xuewu's situation before calling Dong Wenxue to answer the phone.

Li Xuewu said what he thought, but Dong Wenxue didn't say whether it was good or bad immediately, but said to let Li Xuewu train well, and talk about this matter after going back.

Li Xuewu knew that Dong Wenxue would help him verify and consider the gains and losses during this period, so he hung up the phone with peace of mind.

It wasn't just Li Xuewu who had a mind; there were also people who wanted to make calls in the duty room at this time.

Seeing that Li Xuewu was already calling, they all smiled at the clever Li Xuewu.

After Li Xuewu hung up the phone, he called the Northeast again; Zhou Wang Yamei wasn't asleep yet at this time.

"Hello?"

"It's me."

Li Xuewu held the receiver and looked at the people in the duty room very naturally, then asked, "Drinking?"

Zhou Wang Yamei looked at the wine on the desk, then looked out the window, thinking that Li Xuewu couldn't be here, so she replied, "No, writing something, your book."

Li Xuewu held the phone and laughed, "Quit drinking; the smell of alcohol can be smelled in Jinmen."

"You went to Jinmen?"

Zhou Wang Yamei held the receiver and looked at the wine glass on the table. Although she knew Li Xuewu couldn't see it, she still poured the wine into the trash can by the table.

She put the wine glass upside down and only then said, "You just went back a few days ago, and there's something again?"

"Hmm, training."

Li Xuewu explained casually and asked, "Nothing happened these few days, right?"

"No."

Zhou Wang Yamei replied, "That day..."

Just as she was about to speak, Li Xuewu interrupted, "It's good that nothing happened."

Zhou Wang Yamei instantly knew what Li Xuewu meant and replied, "Yes, very good."

"Hmm."

Seeing that there were many people waiting for the phone in the room, Li Xuewu said, "I'm training in Jinmen for half a month. If the manuscript is modified within this time, you can mail it here. If it's not finished, you can still mail it to the address I gave you."

"Got it."

Hearing Zhou Wang Yamei's reply, Li Xuewu put down the phone, smiled at the classmates waiting behind him, and went upstairs.

In the dormitory, seeing Li Xuewu return, Huang Gan laughed, "So busy?"

"No, reporting the itinerary to the unit."

Huang Gan curled his lip, obviously not believing Li Xuewu's words, but didn't say anything, pulled the quilt, and started sleeping.

Li Xuewu also went to bed after washing up. No matter how good his physical strength was, the course arrangement for this day was also very tiring.

The training class started from the evening of the first day of February, and then it was this rhythm, with long-distance running every morning and evening self-study every night.

It was just that the course arrangement was different every day, and all courses were more about understanding than learning.

Conventional security, interrogation, management, command, investigation, politics, etc., and unconventional ones Li Xuewu also learned forensic medicine, foreign-related police affairs, criminal technology, police dog technology, and other knowledge.

This opened Li Xuewu's eyes, especially police dog technology, which was an emerging discipline, although it hadn't been widely applied yet.

The Beijing Bureau didn't even have a formal police dog unit yet, but application technology had already begun to be learned.

What does this mean?

This means that after the K-Ming dog was cultivated, the ministry had already started preparing for police dog application.

This training class was really treating Li Xuewu and these people as the main force of the future system.

Especially the head teacher asked everyone to learn a foreign language if possible, which would be helpful in foreign-related work and data learning.

Of course, this was an additional learning requirement; it was best if they could learn it, and it wasn't strictly required if they didn't.

Li Xuewu was very active in receiving a Russian textbook and prepared to study by himself. Huang Gan was also very active in becoming Li Xuewu's Russian enlightenment teacher.

According to Huang Gan, what he learned in school was Russian. The English Li Xuewu asked about was a minor language, and only the Language Institute or the Foreign Affairs Institute would learn it.

Li Xuewu also knew the purpose of this training class, so apart from completing the learning tasks, Li Xuewu also spent a certain amount of time on communication and relationship building.

After a few days, Li Xuewu had already obtained the unit addresses and contact information of all the classmates in the class, which made those who were interested follow Li Xuewu's example, and there was more communication between classmates after class.

Head teacher Liu Zheng knew that Li Xuewu was the source of this trend, but he didn't manage it, because he said that as long as it didn't delay learning, he wouldn't manage it after class.

Now Li Xuewu took a box of cigarettes to visit dormitories and chat every night after self-study.

And every time he went to chat, Li Xuewu had two tails behind his butt, one was Huang Gan, and the other was Wang Zheng.

The trio swept through all the dormitories in this training class, and Li Xuewu's social gangster skills were brought into play.

Plus the shooting score of Li Xuewu announced on the first day, and the summary report written by Li Xuewu announced on the second day was given a high score by Liu Zheng and posted on the blackboard as a writing model.

Everyone liked this little brother who was very young, had excellent grades, and most importantly, knew how to behave.

Later, Li Xuewu was no longer limited to dormitories; everyone would choose a dormitory for a tea party.

Anything that could be said, everyone would say a few words before going to sleep at night.

Everyone's profession was different, and the scope of management was also different. What they experienced was something everyone could learn from each other, so this tea party was very popular.

Even Liu Zheng came here to listen for two days, and seeing people blocking the door, finally cleaned up an empty dormitory in the dormitory building and put chairs for everyone to use for study meetings.

And for the initiator and organizer Li Xuewu, Liu Zheng gave great tolerance and support.

Li Xuewu's training life was plain and fulfilling, and time came to the Lantern Festival.

The night before, the head teacher said that there would be no class on the afternoon of the Lantern Festival, and everyone could rest in the dormitory or call home.

Those who went out could also apply for exit procedures from him and go to the nearby town to walk around.

But they must return before dinner, and the squad cadre would take roll call.

Li Xuewu had already made an appointment with Pei Jungang, who was on duty at the pier every day, to eat seafood at his house at noon today.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Li Xuewu grabbed his books and threw them to Huang Gan, saying, "Help me take them back to the dormitory."

Seeing Li Xuewu about to run, Huang Gan already knew Li Xuewu had a program today, grabbed Li Xuewu's arm, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Li Xuewu turned his head and said, "Going out for a while, something came up."

"Your grandfather's, are you going to eat alone!"

Li Xuewu looked at the unrelenting Huang Gan and said with a wronged face, "Am I that kind of person? I'm just going to the beach in front to practice physical fitness; I think my physical fitness score needs to be improved."

"Hey! What a coincidence!"

Huang Gan didn't know Li Xuewu was talking nonsense; with his body like a donkey, he still needed to improve! You can go to heaven!

Once he saw Li Xuewu's appearance, he wasn't even prepared to eat lunch. If this wasn't going to eat something delicious, he, Huang Gan, could write his name backward.

Plus this kid had been running to the pier every day to chat with that seafood worker for a while; Huang Gan could guarantee that this kid was definitely going to improve his food.

"What a coincidence, my physical fitness score also needs to be improved, so I'll go with you to learn from the best."

As he spoke, he threw the books of the two to Wang Zheng, who came to go back with them every day, and said, "Wang Zheng, help us put the books in the dormitory."

Wang Zheng flashed and stood directly in front of the two, laughing, "Second brother, are you going out to play? Take me with you!"

Huang Gan said impatiently, "We are going to practice; we are preparing to run another five kilometers on the beach. Don't go, it's tiring."

Wang Zheng's mind wasn't less than Huang Gan's, and she said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I just feel that my physical fitness score isn't enough. Let's go, let's go together."

Li Xuewu looked at these two tag-alongs and said helplessly, "Then I won't go; I suddenly feel tired, I'll go back to the dormitory."

As he spoke, he went to take the books in Wang Zheng's hand, but Huang Gan grabbed Li Xuewu, looked around, and whispered, "I can get a car; I'll drive you!"

Li Xuewu stared and said, "What are you talking about? Give me the books quickly; I'm exhausted recently, I have to go back and sleep."