"Operation Seoul."

"Operation Seoul?"

"This is the joint participation of the police from my country, Japan, Russia and South Korea. The plan is tentatively named Operation Seoul." Chen Lan said slowly. She noticed that the steel thorn in Maslow's hand began to wield and hover again, but unlike the past, the steel thorn flew like a butterfly, but there was no sound heard.

"What is my task?"

"Into the Seoul Group." Chen Lan said vaguely. She could not tell her without receiving Maslow's clear answer.

Zhang Hanyu looked at the steel slut in Maslow's hand and came over in a wheelchair, "What kind of treasure is this?" He took the steel slut and looked left and right. It was an ordinary steel slut, no difference.

"Do you agree?" Chen Lan asked, her eyes were very bright. If your heart was in an endless field, the fire ignited by these eyes could start a prairie fire.

Maslow slowly raised his head and faced Chen Lan's affectionate gaze, "Can you disagree?" he asked back.

"Of course, we respect everyone's choice," Chen Lan was stunned, she took a long breath, "But..."

"But you think I am the best choice, and it has put a lot of money on me. If I don't agree, your three years of hard work will be wasted." Maslow suddenly smiled, "I don't understand, why did I become the best choice in a confused manner?"

"Well, this can tell you that the bureau has selected multiple people in police stations across the country for continuous observations, and your qualities are the best in all aspects." Chen Lan said. As the person involved in this case from beginning to end, she understood the difficulties. She gave up Maslow in the middle of the journey because the leader thought there was a more suitable candidate, and at that critical moment, the Interpol urged him very quickly, but unfortunately, his life and death are unknown and there is no news.

The leaders in the bureau and the ministry prefer that he had already sacrificed, but they still had no bones left after searching for them.

This person, Maslow, is not familiar with him, but his wife, Maslow - Zeng Li, Maslow's mentor.

In the middle of the stalemate, the door was pushed open again. Director Jiang, with a kind face, walked in. He looked at Maslow and then looked at Chen Lan. Chen Lan shook his head gently.

"Director Jiang, you are the leader. Look, is it suitable for me?" He pointed at his leg, and was secretly pondered for three years, but the final assessment hurt his leg. Maslow was very emotional.

"It's suitable, it's very suitable." Director Jiang said seriously. He looked at Maslow's injured leg, "It's very suitable."

"Let a person lying in a wheelchair go undercover?" Maslow felt his chest was stuffy. He could not even run away in danger. He could only be like fish and shrimps on the chopping board, and could be slaughtered.

"This will alleviate the drug dealers' suspicion of you, and you don't have any concerns," Director Jiang knew his heart by looking at his face, "We will have someone to protect you."

"Who will protect me?" No one's words are trustworthy these days. I imagined that Maslow was not angry all the time after three years.

"South Korean police and our people," replied Director Jiang.

Chen Lan looked directly at Maslow, his voice became soft, but he was very firm, "Your safety is the first priority. We have arrangements, please rest assured."

Maslow looked at her, and Chen Lan was also looking at him. The morning star-like eyes melted the anger in Maslow's heart. Gradually, Maslow's face changed and became gentle. "Can I listen to it before making a decision?"

"Of course." Chen Lan's face also relaxed, "You can ask at will now, as long as you can say, I have no reservations."

"If you let the enemy go, you will be undercover. Where will you go? How long will it take?"

"I'll talk about the time first, it will take about two months, or longer." Chen Lan replied, "The goal is to go to Seoul."

Seoul, which does not belong to South Korea, nor to China, nor to Japan, is an overthrowed city, but its living customs are very similar to South Korea.

"Seoul Group is a huge criminal organization. The situation inside is very complicated. It can be explained clearly in just one sentence or two sentences. The main business is the manufacturing and trafficking of drugs..."

"Suka Nakaku and Qiu Chaoyong?" Maslow asked suddenly.

"Yes, they are also members of this group." Chen Lan looked at Director Jiang, and she realized keenly that Maslow had begun to enter the case.

Maslow understood and assigned himself to the Qingdu Development Zone for internship. Later, he caught Qiu Chaoyong and hurried to Beizhou to interrogate Suga Zhongjiu. In other words, since then, his superiors have already started to make arrangements.

On this chessboard of the Four Kingdoms Killing, my little chess piece was calculated wherever I went and whatever path I walked.

"We are all the same. Everyone has their own job, you have to understand." Director Jiang said, "If you agree, you will conduct undercover training. If you don't agree, sign the confidentiality code and leave. Well, the drug laboratory will accept you."

Old Man Qin kept yelling that he finally found a good seedling, but he was pulled out of his hands again.

The conference room was very calm and the needle was heard. This extremely confidential welcome ceremony took only half an hour from the warm opening of the show to the current cold.

Now, only Director Jiang, Chen Lan and Maslow are left, and no one speaks or persuades them.

However, Chen Lan kept looking at Maslow, and Director Jiang was also staring at him, "Do you need your dean to come?" Director Jiang said.

He had never had any contact with the dean. Maslow recalled that he could only force himself to order him, but he was reluctant to create a pyramid.

The pyramid was not built by slaves. If it were forced and coerced, it would be impossible to build such a great work.

"It is not easy to find you in the ministry, and it is not easy to cultivate you. Now it is time to be urgent." Director Jiang's face finally stopped being kind.

Maslow still didn't say anything, but there was an expression on his face, just like a lake of water, calm and unstoppable.

Chen Lan stood up, "Maslow, do you want to be a policeman?"

Maslow was reluctant to answer, but when he looked up, the memory on Chen Lan's face was like a sad look. He couldn't bear it, so he finally spoke, "I want to."

"Have you taken the national exam?"

"No."

"Since you want to be a policeman, do you know the oath of the people's police to join the police?"

I swear: I volunteer to become the People's Police of the People's Republic of China, devote myself to the lofty people's public security cause, resolutely be loyal to the Party, and serve the people...

The commendation meeting held in the provincial capital suddenly appeared in Maslow's mind. Thousands of police officers in the audience recited the famous oath together, "I know." He said softly.

He raised his head and his heart thumped. Chen Lan had already bent down, and his eyes were no more than ten centimeters.

"Slow, don't worry, I will walk hand in hand with you, live and die together." Chen Lan stretched out her hand, and her hand held Maslow's hand tightly.

The hand was warm and soft, and a torrent immediately rolled in Maslow's chest.
Chapter completed!