Brian frowned, looking hesitantly at the document in Keira's hand. "What's this?"

Keira pushed the item in her hand forward a bit. "Take a look at it before you say anything."

Brian frowned again.

Keira deliberately provoked him. "Deputy Director Dawson, are you afraid to look at something given by a young woman like me?"

Brian wasn't taken in.

But Luke was irritated. "What did you say? Let me see!"

He stepped forward and snatched the document from Keira's hands, glanced at it for a moment, and was slightly taken aback. "What the hell is this?"

The people behind him leaned forward to look. "Isn't this the declaration we made when we joined the Special Division?"

Those words made Brian pause for a moment. "What?"

Luke then handed the document to Brian.

Brian looked down at it.

It was indeed the declaration they had all written when they joined the Special Division.

These people had joined the Special Division out of love for their homeland, willing to dedicate their lives to serving their country...

Before joining, everyone had to recite the charter of the Special Division and write down their original intentions in this booklet.

It was just that as time went by, everyone had forgotten.

The Special Division had many members, and this booklet looked very old...

While the others were confused, Brian stared blankly for a moment, then immediately flipped through the pages, landing directly on page 36. There, two different types of handwriting were present.

One was written by someone who appeared very learned, with attractive handwriting: For the great rejuvenation of Crera!

Brian paused slightly.

at it and was

the signature, it was indeed

and

row of childlike handwriting, crooked

was simple: For the

seemed to be imitating the statement above, but like the voice of a young boy with youthful naivety,

row of words made

wrote that? It's

head. "Watch your mouth! I

Luke was dumbfounded.

wrote this? But isn't your declaration

a light-hearted remark to them, and they were unaware of how many of their

developing so well in the last thirty years. Brian was fifty; he

Crera was still a developing country, striving to catch

these predecessors that brought about today's

how much old Mr.

the Special Division? Was it really because he liked being a forensic

No...

assassination attempt as a child, sustained an injury, and was unable

Sims family. It belongs to everyone. Little Brian, when you grow up, you must remember this. You must fulfill the wish of me and your father! You must lead the Special

thought of this,

although it might have seen many years as well, dating

young and careless, he scribbled his own declaration where old Mr. Sims had written his manifesto. Still, when he officially joined the Special

at

took it, and slowly flipped

to see that

safest Guardian!" The fierce expression on Brian's face gradually dissipated

has an

aspiration drove him to

to protect his family and country, to

begin to

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