Three months later...

I replaced Xiao Xue and sat in the position of probationary inspector. It's been three months, and Daddy has been in prison for three months, and as a police officer, I can entrust my colleagues to take care of Daddy. The days passed, and under the care of her sister, Ai Yun's injuries gradually healed. Based on the current situation, the gap between Ai Yun and her mother has gradually dissolved. This makes us happy.

As for my brother, I'm looking for clues about my godfather and his group. But the strange thing is that in the past three months, there has been no news of their godfather. Even Tianhong on the other side of the liaison is the same. Godfather and his group, like a mirage, disappeared from the sight of all of us...

Today, I went to work as usual. Walking on this road, it made me feel lost. In the past, home was my direction, even if I was happy and unhappy. It's good now, daddy's accident, godfather's step-by-step approach, and now even my brothers have no news, how can I support this family!

But what is exciting is that as soon as I arrived at the police station, I heard from the leader that there was an inter-community fight near the suburbs last night, and an injured man was found, who had been sent to the hospital. Who could this man be?

After receiving the order, Changyu and I decided to go to the hospital, we found out that this person was admitted to the ward on the 3rd floor, when we found this room and went in, I couldn't imagine that the person in front of me was actually anthrax...

The man lying in bed was really anthrax, he was seriously injured, and the doctors said that he probably died of blood loss. I discussed with Changyu and planned to make a routine interrogation and transcription. But he didn't cooperate at all.

"Jia'er, this guy doesn't cooperate at all, what should I do?" "Changyu! He is so seriously injured, he definitely doesn't want to deal with us. "But if you can't ask, it's shameless!" I noticed that Anthrax was looking at me all the time, and I wondered if he had something to say to me. "Changyu, if not, you go and rest first, and I'll ask. "Okay, then I'll go out first!"

"I've only opened them, what do you have to say, right?" Anthrax slowly raised his hand, which had a crumpled notebook in his hand. "You-to-you-never--don't give it to anyone-" "What is this? anthrax, what the hell is going on?" "Someone-someone--let me steal it out--it's important-" "But why give it to me?" "Only you can-can-" At this time...

"Remember—10,000," Anthrax gasped for breath, "what the hell is going on? You can't die, anthrax, and you haven't told me why you're like this, anthrax." Someone, doctor..."My voice called the doctor, and the doctor opened the door and came in, no matter how much he tried to save him, it would be useless.

"Hey, Jia'er, what's wrong?" "He's dead!" "What??? died, hey, only a few minutes, and just like that. "I looked at anthrax and thought of what he gave me before he died, and I felt that it was not as simple as I thought. "Changyu, since the person is dead, we can't ask anything, it's just a fight in the community, death and injury are inevitable, there should be nothing wrong, go back!"

Changyu and I returned to the police station and wrote in a report to our superiors that the incident was a simple fight between the community. No suspicion. But I know it's not that simple...