Chapter Twenty-Seven: Schofield's Monologues
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The part framed in this chapter is an unconsciously complaining complaint.
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The night is like a giant beast, engulfing this city with a gothic atmosphere.
The icy rain struck the puddles on the ground like sharp arrows, and the air was filled with a unique aura of metropolis - **.
γHey...... What happened, did you send the wrong manuscript? What's going on with this beginning? γ
My name is Schofield, Greck. Schofield, a member of the Lane City Crime Squad.
[I said...... Is this preparing to rewrite the book with Schofield Detective as the main character? Is it still a first-person perspective......]
Driving through the city at night is like sailing on a river of sin. It was a place of depravity, where every brick on the wall, every inch of dirt on the ground, was stained with the blood of innocents.
Robbery, brawls, killings...... Beasts and demons in human skins roamed the streets, plunging the good and decent people into an eternal night of sorrow and pain.
This is a war that will never end, and I am a soldier on the front line. My duty is to defend the boundaries of the law and wait for every dawn.
[Does this have anything to do with this case...... Anyway, the author has given up on life...... That's why I said that if you want to write anywhere, don't set the setting of thirty-three chapters in advance! Make it difficult for yourself! γ
I can't remember the first time I've been on a solo car patrol.
Ever since my partner died, I can see, hear, and feel...... The existence of danger, an intuition of danger flowed in my blood, clinging to my back.
So, when I drove past Seventh Avenue and saw the teenage boy standing in the middle of the road, staring blankly at my headlights, I knew it was a trap.
I ruined a deal with a certain gang not too long ago, and it was their revenge that began......
[Ah...... At this pace, this old-school monologue must last for a whole chapter......]
The gang leader in this neighborhood is a complete villain, he is only twenty-six years old, but he has been in the gang for seventeen years. By the time his peers were finger drawing in elementary school, he was killing people in the alley with an Uzi assault gun.
Of course, he can't be blamed entirely for this, it was society that created a monster like him, and he ...... He created one monster after another like him.
No test tubes, no nourishment, no formulas, this sinful city is a melting pot in itself.
The children in those gangs were charged with murder, drug trafficking, robbery, and so on before the age of sixteen. I can catch them...... They will be sent to the bureau and the Juvenile Delinquency Division will take them away. But what about the result...... At some point next year, they'll be on the streets again, doing the same thing.
[So what do you want...... Step on the gas pedal and press over, and then claim to be justified......]
I didn't hesitate and pressed the gas pedal hard.
[Hey! What if you're mistaken! γ
The boy quickly avoided it, rolled to the side of the road, pulled out the pistol he had hidden in his pocket and began shooting at me.
His accomplices poured out of the alleys on either side, and the intertwined fire poured down on the car.
[What kind of city did you use as a Jingcha before?] The Gotham Serious Crime Team is nothing more than that! γ
I lowered my head, stepped on the accelerator, and tried to keep the car in the middle of the road to prevent it from coming to a stop because it hit something. I also quickly turned on the fine flute on the car, but it didn't mean much anymore...... The dense gunfire around was enough to draw in other patrol cars nearby.
The glass of the car was soon shattered, and at least a dozen bullets escaped into the car. In those few seconds, it was as if I had jumped into a tank full of piranhas, and even I couldn't tell how many shots I had been shot.
The last thing I remember before losing consciousness was...... Captain Charlie dragged me out of the car. At that moment, the look on his face I will never forget, and I realized that he was really gay as rumored to be, and he had a crush on me.
[Hey! That's a lot of information! γ
After half a month of recuperation in the hospital, the doctor told me that I might never be able to return to my original post.
[So you moved to a remote country town and became a detective? ] γ
When I first heard the news, I was devastated.
But then I came to realize...... This is God's revelation to me, and it's time to step back from that front line of good and evil.
I should have died on that street, but I didn't. Very few people get a second chance, and I got it, so I'm going to cherish it.
So, I applied to my superiors, transferred out of the metropolis, and took my wife and daughter to a quiet country town, where I became a detective.
Before leaving, I left a letter to Captain Charlie, the contents of which I still remember - many things are always seen later, and yet I can no longer find the way from which I came. There were a lot of things that I didn't feel bitter at all, and even if they were, I don't think I care.
[That's the lyrics, isn't it?...... And are you expressing your hatred for not being married? γ
In this small town, I lived a happy, peaceful life. I can get home from work on time every day and have more time to spend with my family.
There are no major cases to be dealt with here, most of them are short disputes between parents, and compared to the city, this place is simply a paradise.
I often say to the rookie guys here, "I think I was better than the tough guys in the movies until I got shot in the knee." β
[Yes...... After all, that's where the biggest weakness of the earthlings lies......]
Over the years, I've often thought of Captain Charlie, but I've never contacted him, and he hasn't replied to my letter.
γHey...... Wait a minute...... Could he be trying to call this Charlie on the grounds of investigating the case......]
Today, I finally have a chance. In the course of investigating the murder of the Lovecrafts, I met a well-known detective who needed me to contact my former colleagues and go through the illegal process to check a suspect's file.
γBig Brother...... I was wrong...... You better stop calling. γ
For some reason, my heart was full of apprehension, but also some anticipation.
[Most people are in this mood before embarking on a certain forbidden path......]
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[Hey! What does this ellipsis mean? Is it forbidden for all ages to watch the content of the call? Anyway, this author is crazy...... This is far beyond the level of rejection...... Are you planning to create a new genre? Can't you humbly learn the irrigation skills of your peers! Don't mess around with yourself! (To be continued)