Major Crimes Unit Starts with Police Academy Students

He thought to himself that from now on, Wu Mingcheng would inevitably be the one to carry the torch for the Wu family.

With his son following Wu Mingcheng, he had a good future ahead of him.

That evening, Wu Mingcheng took a shower and lay comfortably in bed, his mind replaying the events of the night.

It was just a simple team-building activity with Xiang Yuxi and her dormmates, who knew we would run into something like this?

But this matter is not so simple; it appears to be a conflict between him and Young Master Jiang,

However, it has actually evolved into a conflict between the Wu family and the Wang family, two of the top political factions in China.

If he were in that position and took over some of the Wu family's affairs, he would take this opportunity to give the Wang family a good talking-to.

Thinking about this, he suddenly paused, realizing why he was thinking so much; he hadn't even reached that point yet.

He couldn't control what happened next, since he hadn't even started dealing with the Wu family yet.

When that day actually comes, you'll probably have your own troubles. So make the most of this remaining peaceful time.

However, he believed that this matter had already reached the ears of the Wu family, and they would definitely take action to deal with it.

Sure enough, early the next morning,

In Zhonghai, where many of China's founding fathers gathered, there was a three-courtyard house called Qingyun Hall within Fengzeyuan.

Several armed military police officers stood guard at the entrance of the compound.

Occasionally, you can see patrol teams of soldiers passing by the gate.

Inside Qingyun Hall, in the main hall, an elderly man dressed in a white martial arts uniform was slowly practicing Tai Chi.

After finishing a set of Tai Chi, he sat upright at the main table and began practicing breathing exercises.

At this moment, two small dishes of pickled vegetables and two bowls of thin porridge were already placed on the round table in front of him.

The old lady, carrying several cornbread buns, came out from the side door, lifting the curtain as she walked.

He looked at the old man and said,

"Old man, eat quickly, the porridge is getting cold. Didn't you say you had to go to the People's Assembly Hall for the morning meeting today?"

Upon hearing the old woman's words, the old man stopped his breathing exercises, took the towel handed to him by the female caregiver, and wiped his face and hands.

Then, he picked up the bowl of porridge in front of him, took a sip, and immediately felt incredibly satisfied.

Logically speaking, given the old man's current position, what delicacies couldn't he eat?

But he still preferred the thin porridge his wife cooked for him, and the cornbread she made.

When he followed Emperor Taizu in conquering the country, he traversed mountains and rivers, enduring hunger and hardship along the way.

433 If only a bowl of thin porridge had been served back then, I wonder how many lives could have been saved.

So even after his circumstances improved, he never forgot those painful years, which can be seen as the perseverance of the older generation.

Just then, a middle-aged man dressed in a gray suit walked into Qingyun Hall.

He went straight to Grandpa Wu and Grandma Wu, bowed, and said...

"Elder Wu, Madam,"

Old Master Wu nodded to him with an air of authority, while the old lady spoke to him with a kind expression.

"Little Sun's here! What's up? Have you eaten yet? Want to sit down and have something to eat with us?"

At this moment, Xiao Sun was utterly flattered. He thought to himself, "What a joke! Who do you think I am? How dare I sit at this table to eat?"

It turns out that Xiao Sun was just a private secretary specially assigned to Elder Wu by China to help him handle some daily affairs and miscellaneous tasks.

He quickly refused.

"Madam, no need, I already ate before I came."

After finishing his porridge, Old Wu turned to his grandson standing beside him and said...

"Let's go talk in the study."

Chapter 91 Elder Wu Intervenes

Then, Old Wu got up and walked into the study in the courtyard. Little Sun quickly followed behind him.

Upon entering the study, Xiao Sun began to report some of his work to Elder Wu.

"Mr. Wu, these are some documents handed over by the Ministry of Police, which require your signature."

These are also some work files that were submitted in advance by the State Council,”

Old Wu took out his reading glasses from the drawer, carefully looked through the document that Xiao Sun handed him, and then signed his name on it.

Then, he picked up the work files submitted by the State Council and glanced at them briefly.

Then, Xiao Sun spoke again,

"Old Wu, didn't you ask the Special Service Bureau to keep an eye on Mingcheng's movements?"

Something else happened last night, it concerns Mingcheng.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Wu was surprised to learn that there was another matter concerning his beloved grandson, Wu Mingcheng.

He asked,

"What? Wasn't Mingcheng always at university? What happened to him?"

At this moment, Xiao Sun said,

"It's like this, Elder Wu, last night Mingcheng had a minor altercation with the son of Mayor Jiang of Jinshi..."

Then, Xiao Sun recounted the entire incident to Elder Wu in detail.

Even the fact that Wu Mingcheng had severely disciplined his three younger brothers because of Rolls-Royce Cullinan was told to Old Master Wu.

This demonstrates the terrifying nature of the Chinese Special Operations Bureau as the official intelligence organization of China.

Upon hearing Xiao Sun's account, Old Wu became furious and said angrily,

"An official's job is to speak up for the people, not to sit on their heads and shit on their heads."

These people, with just a little power in their hands, allow their juniors to do whatever they want; it's truly outrageous.

When he heard that Wu Mingcheng had severely reprimanded his three younger brothers because of a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, he nodded with satisfaction.

My grandson is good in every way: he's handsome, academically excellent, and, needless to say, has impeccable character.

However, there is one thing: he is too mature, possessing a sense of responsibility beyond his years.

However, this may also be related to the fact that he lost his father at a very young age.

Among his many grandsons, almost every one of them is exceptionally talented and possesses their own strengths.

But of all these, he favors Wu Mingcheng the most.

He always paid special attention to his grandson, Wu Mingcheng, and his grandson would report Wu Mingcheng's whereabouts to him almost every day.

He was fully aware of every step Wu Mingcheng took, from publishing papers to conducting research projects.

At the same time, he was also extremely proud to have such a grandson.

He was especially alarmed when he learned that his grandson was proficient in Bajiquan.

It seems that Wu Mingcheng harbors some secrets that even he cannot know, and he feels he understands his grandson less and less.

However, everyone has their little secrets, and Old Master Wu could understand that.

It could be said that Wu Mingcheng possessed all the qualities that his other grandsons possessed.

What Wu Mingcheng possesses that others lack—that's the difference between them.

After listening, Elder Wu simply nodded slightly, offering no further comment.

Then, Elder Wu spoke up.

"Yes, I understand. Call Lao Sanyuanchang and tell him about this."

He should know what to do. In short, one thing is certain: members of the Wu family must never be bullied when they are in the right.

Tell Mingli, Minglian, and Minyong to copy the *Di Zi Gui* (Standards for Being a Good Student and Child) ten times.

Then they'll bring it to me themselves, and I want to see it in person then.”

Xiao Sun quickly replied.

"Yes, Elder Wu, I understand."

After speaking, Elder Wu focused intently on the work files sent by the State Council in his hand.

At this moment, Xiao Sun quietly left, and then gently closed the study door for Old Master Wu.

After leaving the study, he followed Wu Lao's instructions and made a phone call to Wu Mingcheng's third uncle, Wu Yuanchang, who was then the deputy director of the China Development Commission.

At this moment, Wu Yuanchang had just left his home and was sitting in his car on his way to work.

He heard his personal cell phone ring, and out of curiosity, he took it out to look at it.

To my surprise, it was a call from my father's personal secretary, Xiao Sun.

His older brother and two younger brothers all held positions in local governments, leaving only him and his sixth brother, Wu Yuanli, in the capital.

Therefore, the two of them can be considered the representatives of the Wu family in the capital, responsible for some of the Wu family's affairs.