Traffic police officers are field police officers, but they generally do not need to fight and kill, there is not much risk, and they are considered civilian in the police system. Monotony is a little monotonous, hard work is a little hard, but it is better to be stable and ordinary, practical and safe.

It was another peaceful and beautiful day, and after the night shift, the traffic police officer Sekiya was ready to take the public transport four stops as usual to return to his two-bedroom apartment in the police family compound.

The parents who died in the serious crime team with first-class merit and both died are Guan Gu's role model and negative example. Although he was born in a police family and naturally became a member of the police system, Sekiya did not want to die heroically for justice like his parents, so his choice was a traffic policeman. When I was working, I directed traffic, posted tickets, and read books, chased after them, and played chess in my spare time. Barely able to be regarded as rich and house-rich, both parents died.

A peaceful and peaceful daily life is Sekiya's pursuit of life. He should be a good cop, but not a good cop. Because he never wanted to have a great ambition like saving the world, and he would try to avoid things that would have happened to him that required heroic righteousness to save others. Generally speaking, he is an ordinary person who has a sound world view, a sound view of right and wrong, and is only willing to do good things within his ability.

The bus entered the station, opened the door, and a pregnant woman came up, and Guan Gu, who didn't have to ride for a long time, consciously gave up his place. It's more than nine o'clock, it's not the morning rush hour in Chongming District, the bus should be fast, and you don't have to stand for a long time, Guan Gu thinks so. But ten minutes passed, and the bus was jammed with traffic, and there seemed to be some changes ahead.

First there were sirens, crowd commotion, then gunshots, explosions. Things are going in a bad direction. The fat bus driver, who looked like a chicken thief, seemed to have noticed something first, opened the door with a strange scream, and rushed out of the way with agility that did not suit his body type. Before the passengers on the bus could react, a strafing sound came, and bullet holes were punched out of the glass near the "bang bang bang". Some people feel that the bullet is flying close to them, and the unlucky ones have already been shot. Three armed robbers with large travel bags rushed onto the bus, apparently having just robbed a bank or a car. And Guan Gu and they are probably taken hostage. The police quickly surrounded and dispersed as much as they could.

"Stinky strips, all tmd for Lao Tzu to retreat, otherwise Lao Tzu will shoot." The leading robber pointed his gun at the pregnant woman.

"Please stay calm. What are the requirements we can ......"

……

The negotiations were proceeding as usual, and the police snipers had locked on to the target, and the commandos were carrying window-breaking tools to reach the underside of the car from the robbers' blind spots. Within the police system, negotiations have always been a drag on as long as conditions permit, and no one wants to negotiate any compromise on the robbers.

"Attention units, action!"

Three sniper bullets were fired, and at the same time the commandos broke the window and prepared to enter the car. All three bullets hit the target without any problems, two of which directly took away the two evil souls, but the third robber just snorted, his body shook, and he did not fall.

"Ge Laozi, stinky strips!" The trigger is held to the end, and the desperate robbers are ready to shoot indiscriminately.

The commandos are not connected, and a tragedy seems inevitable.

When the gunfire stopped, only two people fell to the ground. The last robber lay on the ground, with an anti-theft key stuck in his throat, his mouth spitting blood, and his fingers twitching the trigger. The muzzle of the gun was attached to the arms of another fallen man, and the body under the muzzle was a blur of flesh and blood, and it looked like he was about to die.

Guan Gu blocked the muzzle of the gun at the last moment, and at the same time stabbed out the key to the security door that he had been brewing several times. At the last moment of this life, there was a wry smile on the corner of Guan Gu's mouth. I can't talk about regrets, but Guan Gu is really uncomfortable, it is rare to learn from his parents to sacrifice himself once in his life, so he ended himself in this way. Under the white shadowless lamp in the operating room of the hospital, Guan Gu, the people's traffic police, finished his life. The white light of the shadowless lamp vanished, and everything Sekiya could feel was plunged into darkness.

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I have to say, the hospital is really a magical place. Some occult people think that hospitals, especially modern hospitals, are the closest place to hell or reincarnation. Most modern people are born in hospitals and die in hospitals. Hospitals are also where people are born and die every day. At first glance, I feel that the lives of these people are closed rings, but when I look at it again, I feel that these rings are connected to each other in the dark. When one circle is finished, another circle begins.

Guan Gu didn't know how long he had been in the dark. In the blink of an eye, I saw the unique white light of the hospital. I thought I had been rescued, but I suddenly felt like I was being held in the arms of a man?!

The man's head was like a braised egg, bare, and shining like wax in the light (this is Saitama-sensei?). I'm bald, and I'm getting stronger), and the man said this in Japanese to Sekiya: "あなたの名前は関谷魔です." Kenjiro Sekiya の息子です。 (Your name is Sekiya Magic.) I'm the son of Kenjiro Sekiya. ）”

Although he didn't understand, Sekiya, who realized what was probably going on, fluctuated in his mood and fainted? Fell asleep?