Your Majesty, you are under arrest

As soon as she returned to the humble room, Wen Xining found an excuse to push Quan'er away, and the moment the door was closed, she couldn't wait to rush towards the cabinet.

Excessive excitement led to excessive force. She almost tore down the crumbling door. After a lot of tossing and turning, she finally found a pink package and opened it with trembling hands. The moment the blue police uniform was revealed, Wen Moisture instantly gathered in Xining's eye sockets.

Little by little, her police uniform, her "Nighthawk" pistol, handcuffs, her police ID, and even her mobile phone were all wrapped inside.

Wen Xining put her face on the police uniform, and shed tears drop by drop. This is the police uniform that she had struggled for four years to wear, but now it has become the basis for her to miss that world; gently caressing her Beloved "Nighthawk", that was the day when she became an official special police officer with guns, the pride she bestowed on her by the handsome superintendent she admired most, but even with this handcuffs, she never used them; On the employee ID card, there is a big headshot of her wearing a police cap, with neat short hair, and a smiling yet sassy face. Does she have to be thankful that she stuffed this ID card in her pocket, otherwise Quan'er must have seen it? It will be frightening; and when she got her first salary in her life, she spent 5000 oceans to buy the love crazy mobile phone. Now the love crazy that has been flooded has become a brick. Said to be waterproof.

Holding these things that can only prove her modern identity tightly in her arms, Wen Xining felt for the first time that she missed modern times so much, missed her classmates, comrades-in-arms, instructors, and even those bad guys she taught , She misses everything there.

Sitting down at the table, Wen Xining laid her whole body on the package, she really wanted to go back, even though there she would suffer, get hurt, and even die in the mission, but she should only belong to that world, everything here They are all out of tune with her. She is so strange to fools, princes, emperors, queens, and prime ministers.

Lying quietly like this, Wen Xining stared blankly at the wall in front of her, thinking in a mess in her mind, and didn't even notice that the door was pushed open lightly.

"My lady, what are you looking at?" It wasn't until a furry head suddenly appeared beside Wen Xining, with a curious questioning voice, that Wen Xining, who was in a trance, jumped up suddenly in fright.

With this jump, the package she was holding tightly in her arms fell apart, and the police ID also fell to the ground following her movements.

Wen Xining was startled and was about to pick it up, but a hand was stretched out before her, and quickly picked up the police ID card on the ground.