Chapter 7 The Big-Eyed Boy (I)(5)
The two years of the Criminal Police Academy are hellish days for me who are not physically fit. Criminal Police College pays more attention to police physical education and law courses, which just makes up for my shortcomgins as a forensic policeman. Although I often sprinkle blood and sweat in boxing hall, I also know that only after such hard training can I become a real people’s police.
For me, this time should have been the happiest time.
The National Civil Servant Examination has passed smoothly, and the provincial hall’s inspection of me is nearing the end. That is to say, after the intership period expires and the graduation thesis defense is over, I can become a member of the provincial public security department. Without the psychological burden of employment, I am naturally happy to work and more comfortable.