March 2, 1908 - July 28, 1943.
"Sorry, Uncle Ler, I've been busy with cases lately and forgot to visit you, it's my fault..."
The man over fifty, Herman, now resembled a child, squatting in front of the tombstone, completely devoid of his vice chairman deanor.
"Father, were they all Grandpa's comrades?"
The young man holding the flowers blinked and looked at the tombstone beside it.
Luca Sedo;
June 18, 1907 - July 28, 1943.
Not just him, but also Eugen, Redland, and others nearby.
"Not all of them, only Uncle Luca was. Uncle Eugen... could barely be considered half; your Grandpa often called him a scoundrel but also said he was quite pitiful."
Herman took the flowers and placed them in front of the two graves, beginning to tell his son the stories of Mr. Herman back in the day.
On July 28, 1943, Ludwig Port was bombed by the Hawk Army, and many perished in that attack, with only Mr. Herman surviving by chance.
Overwheld with grief, he decided to retire, using his chemical expertise and connections to co-found HELG Chemical with Franz, the captain of the chemical defense team, specializing in military chemical technology research; it is now one of the top ten military chemical enterprises in Hans Country.
Herman spoke:
"Your Grandpa once told that he gained his abilities thanks to nurturing from a mysterious force, and without its guidance, we wouldn't be where we are today."
"And that force only left him with one command and one idea: the forr was to rescue the BASF Production Base explosion, the latter was to keep a close watch on a man nad Baken, who later founded Volut in the United States."
"I understand now, no wonder Father you've always targeted Volut..."
The young man's lips tightened as he pondered the origins of that mysterious force.
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The next day.
Gu Ji and his companion got up early, washed up, and headed to the Special Police Unit.
Their colleagues were aware of his family's matters and greeted him courteously.
Squad Leader's Office.
Gu Ji knocked on the door and upon entering, imdiately stood with feet together, straightened his back, and saluted, "Zhang Zhong, Gu Ji reporting!"
Zhang Wenjun did not speak.
He first assessed him from top to bottom, noticing the kid's good state, then spoke:
"Alright, since you're back, do a good job. The 7.19 major case has been handed over to the prosecutor's office, the case is solved, and in the coming days, the municipal bureau will prepare awards for rit. Our Special Police Unit will get half; you and Gao Bo should be ready."
"Yes, Zhang Zhong!"
Outside the office, Gu Ji shared the news with Gao Bo.
Upon hearing about the rit, his mouth almost split across the Pacific Ocean, "Look at that, ca back just in ti for a great start!"
After saying this, Gao Bo glanced around, then leaned in and whispered, "I also heard Mr. Li say a few days ago that the provincial departnts are jointly organizing a learning exchange event in Xiangzhou, specifically for our special police; no word on how many spots yet."
"Xiangzhou, exchanging with the Flying Tiger Team?"
"Yes, you think with our recent contributions, do we have a chance to go and broaden our horizons?"
"Highly unlikely; even if there are many spots, the squad will likely prioritize sending the veterans from the strike force."
"Since it's an exchange eting, surely it's ant to pass on experience to newcors!"
Perhaps having been stuck guarding and working for so long had Gao Bo pent-up, he was eager while talking about trips, analyzing enthusiastically, almost making Gu Ji's ears grow calluses.
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