After leaving Lin Qi's villa and returning home, Sergeant took off his heavy gear and sank heavily onto the sofa.
After thinking for a moment, he stood up again and took a bottle of beer from the kitchen.
It was a little cold, but just right for him.
The bulletproof vest, pistol, spare magazines—those things were too heavy. Only after taking them off could a person feel relaxed.
Perhaps he had made a little too much noise. His wife opened the door, came out of the bedroom, and stood by the second-floor railing, looking at Sergeant.
After their eyes met for a moment, Sergeant's wife went downstairs and sat beside him.
"You don't seem to be in a good mood." As his wife, although Sergeant was often away from home, she understood her husband well enough.
She immediately noticed that something was wrong with his mood. He normally would not drink beer as soon as he got home, since it might affect the quality of his sleep and make him feel uncomfortable early the next morning.
He only drank a little to relax when he had a day off the following day. Tomorrow clearly was not his day off, which could only mean that something was troubling him.
Sergeant took his wife's hand. He raised the bottle, then quickly lowered it again. After swallowing the beer in his mouth, he sighed and said, "I can transfer to an administrative position."
As soon as he finished speaking, his wife's eyes widened, her face lighting up with delight!
No one wanted the person closest to them to spend every day doing dangerous work, even though Lin Qi paid very well.
Besides, they had children now, so she had always hoped Sergeant could transfer to an administrative position. Sitting in an office all