Li Xiangyue stood in the center of the living room of his home, motionless, his eyes were a little hazy, caught in the past, the unbearable fact that had long been forgotten in the corner was finally poured out from the bottom of his heart under the persecution, he didn't know what he felt, when he killed someone, he was extremely calm, although later he also had a long time of restless sleep at night, every time he dreamed back at midnight, he saw Di Baomin's mutilated corpse standing beside him, like a shadow, although as a people's policeman, he has always been to protect the people, It is his duty to punish crimes, he should be the one who saves people and does not kill people, but he knows very well that what he does, even if his behavior is at fault, the starting point is good, Di Baomin can no longer be regarded as a human being, maybe from the day he chooses to take drugs, the little humanity left in Di Baomin's heart has been stripped away in the addiction and pleasure day by day, and his hands are getting more and more bloody day by day, and he is becoming more and more like a demon day by day.

The righteous murder is the defense he has always given himself, and it is the internal motivation that he has always been able to keep himself in the post of the public security police. Some people are really only suitable for death, but because that person is inextricably linked with you, that person used to be your best friend, your mentor, you can't bear to let him stand on the judgment table and be tried as a criminal, you want to keep his reputation after death, you deprive him of his life, you don't want him to be despised even after death as a drug addict, a murderer, and a police scum. Reluctant, unseeable, what a simple emotion, but in the end it supported Li Xiangyue's abuse of lynching.

Until he met Wen Mo. No matter how noble the motive for killing is, no matter how much the victim deserves to die, the act of killing is always wrong, there may be extenuating murderers, but that can only be left to the law to decide, no one, no one, has the right to deprive others of their lives, the act of killing is always the most serious sin, the person who kills, after killing someone, the cross he carries is a human life. As a human being, you can have an emotional bias and judge the right and wrong of a thing according to your own likes and dislikes, but as a policeman, you have more missions and responsibilities than ordinary people, so you can't indulge in judging the case itself according to your own heart, the victim is the victim, the murderer is the murderer, before the law, what is required is fairness and justice, every deceased has the right to be treated equally, and the loss of a life is always regrettable, so the criminal act of homicide is committed, The resulting punishment must be borne.

Yes, they are policemen, and the police badge on their police uniforms represents the sanctity of their profession, and their existence allows ordinary people to live better without fear of the darkness, because they stand in the way of darkness, and their existence makes the society stable and peaceful, easy to develop, and they take the initiative to bear all the pressure of moving forward.

It is their group of people, small in number, under excessive pressure, always standing on the front line of the most dangerous situation, accepting supervision from all sides, bearing all kinds of criticism that comes with it, but still having no regrets, because they know that they have a heavy burden on their shoulders, called love and responsibility.

Serving the people, for the people, for fighting crime, for maintaining social order, and for protecting the people, it sounds like a false slogan, but they are the most lovely people who have been silently practicing it. They are under tremendous pressure just so that everyone can get home safely when the lights are on. There are still so many people who don't understand that the work of the entire industry is completely denied for the sake of one or two rat droppings. Whether on the Internet or in reality, the terrible thing about trolls and brainless blind followers is that they themselves crave negative reports in order to have the opportunity to vent their inner dark emotions, no matter what the truth is, they are only willing to choose to believe what they want to believe, countless police officers have exchanged their lives and blood for honor, and they can easily slander them with keyboards.

Li Xiangyue thought deeply about what Wen Mo said, he had the urge to turn himself in, but he retreated, he was cowardly, his status as a police officer would bring him too much trouble after becoming a prisoner, he didn't want to, and he didn't dare. He also had unwillingness and wanted to give up, but out of love for this career, he persevered to this day.

But eventually, what he feared most had happened, the one that had happened nearly thirty years ago — the murder of twenty-six years ago, to be exact, was finally coming to light. The only thing he feared was the look of disappointment and disdain in the eyes of those he had once known.

But he had no choice, obviously the other party didn't give him a chance to choose at all, no matter what, his wife definitely didn't pay the price of his life for his past mistakes, he loved her so much, I don't know if she would dislike him after learning that he had killed someone, I hope not.

Li Xiangyue recounted the past memories very slowly, and the other party was very patient, without interjecting a word, just waiting for Li Xiangyue to finish all his words. He was particularly interested in what he did with the corpse at the end: "Very well, after all, you are a fair and honest man, and you didn't want to lie to fool me." So, next, I want to go to work normally after dawn and repeat what you just said to me in front of the whole unit. Aren't you self-proclaimed self-righteous policemen? I want to see how this time, you will be righteous and destroy your relatives. Remember, don't miss a word. Hehe. The other party's deep voice let out a pleasant laugh, and in Li Xiangyue's ears, it was like hell sounding the death knell that invited him.

Death, Li Xiangyue has never been afraid, sacrifice in the line of duty or something, he has worked for so many years, I don't know how many old colleagues he sent away, he also thought that one day he was going to die at work, but the role reversal, such a disgraceful walk, but it is not what he likes to see.

The red dots on his chest disappeared, Li Xiangyue ran to the bedroom as soon as he was free to move, and was relieved when he saw that his wife was still calm and sleeping soundly, and then he lay down lightly, opened his eyes to the usual time to get up, and clumsily went into the kitchen to make perhaps the only breakfast for his wife in this life.

The old wife was overjoyed, smiling like a child, he owed her a lot, I was afraid that there was no chance to make up for it, before going to work, he dressed neatly, took the initiative to hug the old wife who was busy washing dishes in the kitchen, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you, I love you." Then he left home in a hurry and went to work.

The old wife in the kitchen, after Li Xiangyue left, was stunned on the spot, and did not move for a long time, and then she began to calmly wash the tableware used for breakfast today, but the tears in the corners of her eyes began to slide non-stop, she knew that from now on, her life would not be the same again. After so many years of husband and wife, how could she not know Li Xiangyue, this is what he is telling her in his own way that he may not be able to come back......

Wen Mo has been tense since he heard that Hao He surrendered, and he paid close attention to the few acquaintances around him, but I don't know why, the mysterious person behind the scenes was very patient this time, and he didn't make any moves, which made Wen Mo and Cheng Gong feel extremely tired, and they insisted until today, they almost were late for work after not meeting their eyes for a few days and nights.

The people of the whole unit, except for the two of them, arrived, facing some faces with a bit of teasing expressions, Wen Mo almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, these people's thoughts have overflowed a little yellow from beginning to end, she is obviously a very conservative woman with some old virgin plots, why do these people look at her as if she and Cheng Gong did something indescribable last night.

It's really-no vision, really-if it's true, it's not so unacceptable, Cheng Gong looks very worthy of the audience, anyway, it's not her who suffers.

Cut, what are you thinking about, working hard, with such an obvious target behind her back, she still has the leisure to talk about love, she is really stupid and bold.

Everyone performed their duties and started their day's work, and while they were busy, the people who entered and exited Li Xiangyue's office did not notice the strangeness of their big leader today. Li Xiangyue carefully typed a long document on the computer, he was old-fashioned, he was not familiar with the computer, and the previous reporting materials and the like were basically completed by the assistant, but this time, he refused several subordinates who had entered his office to take the initiative to help, and finished typing word by word.

This is his confession, he came to the office today, he didn't think about going back alive, and when he finished explaining the sins he had committed to these subordinates outside, he would follow the ending he had thought of to the final journey of his life: death will also die at work, just like his master.

Who is Qiao Guanglu, back then, how could he not know that it was his apprentice who did the case, he chose to die, there are about two reasons, he is reluctant to watch Di Baomin die, he does not want his reputation to be damaged, Di Baomin fell too quickly, so fast that everyone has no time to react, years of teaching, Qiao Guanglu will initially give up He also has some hatred for iron and steel, but his abandonment, in the eyes of Di Baomin, is abandoned, there is no meaning to survive and there is no courage to seek death, Di Baomin's recourse to drugs is simply not too normal. So Qiao Guanglu felt that he had to bear at least half of the responsibility, he was too proud and would rather die.

Li Xiangyue was not sure that Di Baomin was the murderer of the robbery and murder, but too many of Di Baomin's characteristics were too consistent with the police's conjecture about the murderer, and then he verified these conjectures, and finally confronted Di Baomin, he didn't even deny it, just looked at Li Xiangyue with an indifferent expression, admitted that he did it, and he had no guilt, and bluntly said that he would not stop, because he needed money and needed to vent.

Di Baomin died without pain, Li Xiangyue made sure of this, severe head injury, death will be a very short process. Di Baomin's corpse never left the archives, and in the corner where he often took drugs and hid, the turned dirt under the upturned floor tiles buried his sinful life.

No one will find someone to find such a remote place, and no one will find the body to find the territory of the Public Security Bureau, the Di family used so much power back then, and the reason why they couldn't find Di Baomin is this, and then they stopped because they found Di Baomin, who often goes to buy drugs, such a tainted person, the Di family didn't have that face to say if they wanted to find and save it.

Li Xiangyue printed out the confession, signed it, pressed his handprint, slowly stood up, opened the office door, clapped his hands twice to signal everyone's attention, and then began to confess.

No one believes their ears, this leader with high moral integrity and good conduct actually killed someone twenty-six years ago, and until now, if he does not take the initiative to confess, no one can find the body, how is this possible?!!!!!

The most shocking thing was Wen Mo, who was respected by her as a father, was all this true? No, no, no, she doesn't believe that she was taught by him, what kind of person Li Xiangyue is, how could she look away, she is an expert in observing and analyzing people! It's not scientific!

However, when Li Xiangyue's gaze met her in the air, she knew that what he said was true, and they were so familiar, so familiar that she fully understood that he had just told her firmly that he had not lied to her.

Li Xiangyue clearly explained the process of his murder and the place where the body was hidden, word by word, and told his assistant to ask someone from the city bureau to come over, and then he went back to his office on his own.

No one stopped him, and everyone was still in shock and did not come back to their senses.

The water in the cup was still steaming, it looked like an ordinary cup of water, only Li Xiangyue himself knew, as long as he drank it, everything would be over, and he would be remembered as a murderer, and he would probably be nailed to the frame of shame forever.

In a café not far from the Criminal Psychology Lab. Although I don't understand why someone comes to the coffee shop to drink coffee in the morning, and sits all morning, orders a lot of things, but doesn't eat at all, but as a clerk, the most basic quality is to provide thoughtful service, don't ask about the customer's strange hobbies, anyway, he will pay, look at his clothing and demeanor, you know, this is not bad money.

It turns out that a man in his forties can also be very charming, and the clerk who has always liked the love of sisters and brothers drooled at this gentlemanly old man, alas, alas, he actually laughed, laughed so charmingly, alas, it was too heartwarming. But after laughing, the customer motioned for her to go over and check out. Alas, the clerk wailed in his heart, but there was a decent smile on his face: "Thank you, a total of two hundred and thirty-seven yuan." ”

The man paid the bill, pulled the door and left, stood in the doorway for a while, and then walked towards an office building opposite.

Why is Cui Zhijia here? When he went out, he happened to see Cui Zhijia flash into the building where the criminal psychology research room was located, I hope not to destroy his plan, this time bomb is really everywhere, it will be a big trouble in the future, he thought about it for a while, or decided to take the risk to go up and have a look, if possible, get rid of Cui Zhijia.

But he made a mistake in this move, Cui Zhijia came this time, the purpose is very clear, that is, to want Wen Mo to die, if you can't get it, you must destroy it, if the two of them can die together, it will be perfect, and it will also fulfill the fascination with Wen Mo for so long.

When he cooperated with Maihemuti before, Cui Zhijia knew very well that this madman had planted three bombs in City B, and only two of them were successfully detonated.

The bomb that was secretly placed on the roof of the criminal psychology research laboratory and has been quietly waiting to fulfill its mission will be Cui Zhijia's last gift to Wen Mo, because Cui Zhijia does not have a remote control, and he has been secretly looking for someone to re-customize it in the past few days after he escaped, fortunately, he knows the frequency band of the bomb to receive the signal, and it is not difficult to remake it and a half, but he doesn't know whether the remade remote control is good or not, so he must be close enough.

There was a crazy light in his eyes, as long as he thought that he could pull Wen Mo to hell immediately, he was inexplicably excited, die, die, die, this imperfect world, he is not nostalgic, the woman who can't get it will soon not belong to anyone, haha, how wonderful.

It took him some time when he hesitated, Cui Zhijia begged for death and didn't give him much time to react at all, and by the time he just stepped on the office building, the explosion had already happened.

There was a loud bang, and then the fire rushed to the sky, and his brain went blank for a moment, no, no, Wen Mo, you can't die! I won't allow you to die! Just die like that, it's too cheap for you!

End of book. (To be continued.) )