Blade of Time

Chapter 2
The next morning.

After Jiang Changye had breakfast, he went to the Department of Public Security.

The Public Security Department of the Southern District is located in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers in the south of the city. There are not many buildings in the surrounding area, so it is somewhat clean.

The small white building on the left with the golden sword insignia is the Southern District Public Security Department.The small black building with the black saber in the middle is Zhenmagic Division, and the small yellow building with the balance mark on the right is the Judgment Division.

Outsiders jokingly call this the Sanse Building, also known as the Three Great Divisions.

Zhenmusi's favorite brag is: we are in the middle, so we are the boss.

The left and right protectors despise together: Shit, those who go to your place are called hairpins!

Among the three major divisions, Zhenmagic Division is the most risky one to fight against alien races, while the Judgment Division is the opposite, it is considered the most lucrative one.

So those who went to Zhenmagic Division all said that they were dispatched there, and those students who couldn't go to the three major divisions said one by one: Are you embarrassed to say that you are assigned?We are!
When Jiang Changye came here, on the empty field in the center of the Sanse Building, a large group of Kongwu powerful muscular men were chasing wildly around a ball.

The ball was made of a spinyback turtle, and the poor fellow was still a living creature, shivering with his head shivering in its shell.The tortoise is also covered with a special net, which is convenient for grabbing and fighting, and it is also convenient for the spines of the spinyback turtle to protrude. Threshold game.

At this moment, a group of fierce men from the three major divisions frantically fought around this spiny-backed turtle, fighting for it, and staged a battle of Ouqiu.

Jiang Changye has always felt that humans are probably the most entertaining creatures in this dimension.

People will use everything available in their hands to invent all kinds of weird games to satisfy their vigorous energy and pass the extra time.

The issue is:
Is there ever an excess of time?
Owl ball is a very dangerous sport, not to mention the barbs on the back, but sometimes this little thing can't think of sticking out its head and giving you a bite, it's a big problem.Even those who watch the football are in danger - hitting the head of any ordinary person with this kind of big guy is enough to make people's brain explode.

But it is also loved by those extraordinary.

Because life is not superfluous, it is even more worth squandering!
Jiang Changye discovered that the rarer something is, the more people like to squander it.

Life cannot be turned back, and time cannot be turned back. They are difficult to grasp and easy to pass away, so they are more likely to be used as chips for showing off and squandering.

People love Ouball because it's dangerous!

It brings enough adrenaline rush.

At the same time, it is also a way of distinguishing the noble from the humble - you can't play this if you have no skills.

Today I was just playing around, there were not many spectators on the court, but not far away were sexy and hotly dressed cheerleaders shouting for support.

Pure cameo.

Behind the cheerleaders are the most spectators.

The cheerleaders watch the ball, the spectators behind watch the cheerleaders, well, they also watch the ball, and Jiang Changye prefers to watch those spectators, as if he puts himself on a higher angle, overlooking life, quite a sense of self-satisfaction .

At this moment, Jiang Changye walked over when he saw Old Toke sitting on the side stand.

Old Tok is 64 this year and will retire in half a year.He has a conspicuous rosacea, and his appearance belongs to the kind that you want to send him to prison the first time you see him, a natural look that makes people distrustful.

But in fact he is a good man, a secret art forensic doctor in the forensics department, and Jiang Changye's trainee tutor, and he takes good care of Jiang Changye in his daily life.

Getting along for half a year is not so much a mentor and student as a good friend.

Seeing Jiang Changye coming, Old Toke frowned slightly: "Didn't I ask you to ask for leave yesterday? Why did you come here?"

Sitting down beside Old Toke, Jiang Changye said, "Isn't this something that's still uncertain? How's the situation?"

Old Tok snorted heavily.

He picked up a can of beer from his side and handed it to Jiang Changye: "After tossing about for half a night, the little beauty broke me. Old man, my body is failing."

Jiang Changye was speechless.

The only one who can describe the autopsy as an affair is old Tok.

Jiang Changye lowered his head: "Is that confirmed?"

Old Toke hummed: "It's still too late for you to have a stomachache."

Jiang Changye shook his head: "No need."

"I knew that young people are impulsive and always like to risk their lives for success." Old Tok sighed.

Jiang Changye could understand his concern, and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's have a happy chat."

"Okay, like a girl." The old man cheerfully pointed to the distance: "What do you think of that girl?"

"Who?"

"That, long hair and big waves, the one in the middle."

Following Old Toke's fingers, Jiang Changye saw that he was referring to the blonde girl with the longest legs in the middle of the cheerleading team, with a sexy little mole on the corner of her mouth, she danced with enthusiasm, and her sexy and hot figure was particularly eye-catching.

Looking back, Jiang Changye said: "Clotte, 19 years old, the administrator of the equipment room of Zhenmensi, warm and cheerful, but the cooking skills are a bit bad... Her breakfast is simply terrible."

Old Tok sighed: "I knew it! It's nice to be young!"

Jiang Changye saw a kind of longing and envy in his eyes, which was the reluctance and love for the past as an aging old man.

Then the old man pointed to the long-legged girl sitting in the auditorium behind the cheerleading squad, with a pair of charming big eyes, a girl with black hair and ponytails, wearing a sky-blue uniform of a judge with gold trim, a straight waist, an outstanding temperament, and a heroic appearance Sashuang: "What about that?"

Jiang Changye took a sip of beer: "Shi Weiying, my classmate, the school belle of Holy Cross College, is an intern in the Judiciary Division."

The old man smiled and asked, "How is her cooking?"

Jiang Changye shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't eaten."

Old Toke was surprised: "She looks good and matches you very well. I said, you really don't plan to pursue her?"

Jiang Changye shrugged his nose and shook his head: "My dream is to meet a rich lady one day, fall in love with her, and then one day her parents tell me that I am not worthy of their daughter, and give me a 1000 million check."

Old Toke sighed straight away: "Young people nowadays always like to use their feelings as bargaining chips. It's not like our era."

Jiang Changye chuckled: "You made a mistake, old man. Feelings that can be traded are not called feelings, but trading capital! It just so happens that I still have some capital."

boom!
Jiang Changye got hit on the head.

Old Toke withdrew his hand: "If you call me an old man again, I will throw you out. I am a serial fighter."

"I haven't made a shot in 40 years, and I am only good at detecting the death sequence 9 of corpses. Even if I haven't become a sequencer, you still can't beat me... I can easily find the thrill of leapfrog victory in you, but there is no glory at all .” Jiang Changye smirked.

At this moment, a player on the field suddenly took a big kick.

With a whoosh, the Ou ball drew an arc across the sky and hit Jiang Changye's old Toke.

(End of this chapter)