At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Chunsheng was called to the sub-bureau by a phone call.

Sitting in the office of the director of the sub-bureau, Wang Chunsheng rubbed the teacup in his hand, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After the two of them were silent for a while, the head of the sub-bureau slowly spoke.

"Chunsheng, you have been in our bureau for a long time, and you also understand some things in the jurisdiction. And you yourself are also a criminal investigator, you should know what to do and what not to do. ”

Wang Chunsheng nodded, but did not speak. He knew that the director was blaming himself for contacting Qiao Wu in advance, and according to the results of the sub-bureau meeting, he would send Qiao Wu to prison in the next few months.

Wang Chunsheng knew that he had the audacity to contact Qiao Wu, to a certain extent, he was startling the snake. But Chang'an's affairs made Wang Chunsheng unable to take care of a lot, so he could only do it head-on.

Seeing that Wang Chunsheng didn't speak, the director sighed softly.

"I've known your uncle for many years, and I've heard him talk about you. Your father died in Vietnam in 79, and your mother ......"

The director's words brought Wang Chunsheng into a memory that had been sealed for many years.

On February 17, 1979, Wang Chunsheng's father's unit was ordered to advance into Vietnam. At that time, Wang Chunsheng's father made a phone call to the family, and Wang Chunsheng's mother walked three hours to the town in a daze and answered the hard-won phone call.

On the 21st of that month, Wang Chunsheng's father died heroically on the eve of the capture of Gaoping. It was not until the 28th that the village chief informed Wang Chunsheng's mother to go to the town to answer the phone, saying that there was news of Wang Chunsheng's father.

In the past few days, Wang Chunsheng's mother had been worried. Whenever she heard that the troops had won, Wang Chunsheng's mother would quietly breathe a sigh of relief. But when I hear the casualty figures that follow, my heart that has been relieved will be brought up again.

Wang Chunsheng still remembers that February 28, 1979 was the second day of the second lunar month, which is commonly known as the dragon raising its head. When Wang Chunsheng came home from school at noon, he saw his mother tidying up and drawing eyebrows for the first time.

When she saw that Wang Chunsheng had arrived home, Wang Chunsheng's mother said to Wang Chunsheng with a happy face: "Your father may be coming back, I'll go to the town to have a look." ”

After eating at noon, Wang Chunsheng's mother took Wang Chunsheng's younger brother, who was still babbling, to the town.

Wang Chunsheng would never have thought that this walk would be a farewell.

Wang Chunsheng's mother couldn't stand the blow after hearing the bad news of her husband's sacrifice, and the whole person became a little trance, and on the way home, Wang Chunsheng's mother accidentally fell into the river with his younger brother in her arms.

Some people around found out and tried their best to rescue, but Wang Chunsheng's mother and his younger brother still couldn't survive the hurdle.

Later, Wang Chunsheng asked some people who had contact with his mother at that time, and they all said that his mother always muttered a sentence before the accident: "Good person, why don't you just say it's gone?"

Whenever he recalls this past, Wang Chunsheng's tears can't help but roll in his eyes.

When he met Chang An, Wang Chunsheng would unconsciously think of his younger brother in his mind. Because his younger brother, who has not yet taken a big name and can't speak, has a nice milk name - Chang'an.

The director seemed to sense Wang Chunsheng's mood swings, and gently walked to Wang Chunsheng's side and patted Wang Chunsheng's shoulder.

"Okay, I know about it. However, Qiao Wu, we can't move for the time being, I hope you can start from the overall situation and don't disrupt the work plan that has been formulated. ”

Wang Chunsheng nodded, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice: "If it's okay, I'll go back first." ”

The Director smiled.

"Okay, let's go back. ”

When Wang Chunsheng heard this, he stood up and walked towards the door.

When he was about to go out, Wang Chunsheng suddenly looked back at the director.

"Leader, can I move?"

The director originally wanted to persuade Wang Chunsheng again, but for some reason, he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

After a while, the director sighed softly and said to Wang Chunsheng: "Okay, but the movement is a little smaller." ”

Wang Chunsheng nodded, then turned his head and walked out of the director's office.

At this time, Hanzi was not having a good time, and the restaurant owner's strength in Shenzhen was suddenly displayed in front of Hanzi, which made Hanzi feel depressed and breathless.

The idle people in the whole Shenzhen society are looking for Hanzi all over the world, and someone says that whoever catches Hanzi will give 5,000 yuan.

The five thousand yuan of this era is enough to make everyone who gets the news flock to it, so everyone moves, constantly paying attention to the clues left by the Hanzi in the process of wandering around.

Hanzi stayed in a dilapidated rental house, one side of the house had collapsed due to disrepair, and when he looked up, he could see the setting sun on the horizon.

Although he was very hungry, he didn't dare to go out to eat. Since three o'clock in the afternoon, people have been passing by and looking around.

Originally, Hanzi thought that the police had found this place, but after hearing the conversation of those people, Hanzi realized that it was a friend on the road who was looking for him.

Hanzi has no regrets about the current result, because in Hanzi's opinion, he can come out and mix just to not be bullied by others.

In a trance, Hanzi suddenly remembered a past in his hometown.

It was snowy season, and a couple of ragged thugs were beating up a thin child.

After a beating, the leading thug seemed to feel that it was still a little unpleasant, so he took off his pants and poured urine on the thin child's body.

After a few years, the emaciated child grew into a strong man. When he met those thugs again, the previous humiliation suddenly filled his heart.

It was a dark and windy night, and the child, who had grown into a strong man, carried a machete and followed a few thugs into a dark alley.

After a few screams, the child ran out of the alley in a panic with a knife.

A few days later, the children, who were already in a different place, learned from the newspaper that the thugs had been hacked to death on the street, and the police initially suspected that it was a vendetta.

After receiving the news, the child smiled with satisfaction. In the next few days, the child took the train all the way south to Shenzhen.

Recalling these past events, a slight smile appeared on Hanzi's face.

The child in the story is none other than Hanzi.

And from the day he killed those little gangsters, Hanzi secretly swore in his heart.

I will definitely not be bullied or wronged again. No one!