The night in the aircraft market is not as noisy as before, but it is crowded.

Groups of police detectives weave through the streets.

Sirens blazed and shops closed early.

In the car, Zhang Fu looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly, while Ember sat in his co-pilot's seat.

He had already put on his mask.

"Xiao Chen, how are you doing over there?" Zhang Fushen numbly held the walkie-talkie for routine work.

"Captain, there's nothing wrong with us, the store is closed early, and there are no pedestrians anymore."

"Squatting in the bathing center and foot bath shop for an hour, I will go to the bar in the north of the bridge to squat, you pay attention to concealment, once there is a situation, don't act rashly, report to me first, this time the murderer is not an ordinary character..."

Ember listened to Zhang Fushen finish talking about the walkie-talkie, tilted his head and looked at Zhang Fushen for a while, and then said, "Cunning guy." ”

Zhang Fushen ignored him, but hurried to the Dang Fluttering Bar in the north of the bridge.

The neon lights of the bar are flashing, and a group of security guards stand around the door of the bar, they also carry walkie-talkies, and they are all wearing bright suits, giving people a sense of security.

Zhang Fushen said to himself: "Just these few miscellaneous pieces, it won't take ten minutes to solve them..."

Ember walked through the car door and walked down the street, the neon lights did not reflect his shadow, he was like a lonely elf, walking in a world that no one cared about.

After becoming the captain, the most thing Zhang Fushen has done is not to arrest the bad guys, but to squat at the bad guys.

I often spend a day or two in the police car, but I can't help it, do I need it?

Zhang Fushen didn't find it boring like this, he had too much to do.

He likes to observe the pedestrians on the street, and now he looks at the expressions and micro-movements of the red men and green women, so as to dissect their innermost desires.

The man who returned late dragged his tiredness, and he bought a can of beer at the convenience store on the corner.

The employees of the team building complimented each other, and even during the break at the end of work, they did not forget to talk to the leader.

And the men who licked their beer bellies flaunted their might in this small group, and they all spoke a little louder than usual.

"How many of them are in their true colors?" Zhang Fushen leaned on the back of the chair, the bar was closed, unlike the previous all-night business, there was no shadow of people in Zhang Fushen's world.

Everything in front of him was still, he took out his phone and flipped through it casually, replied to a few friends' messages, and talked to them for a while, and then fell silent.

They still need to sleep, but Zhang Fushen can't sleep.

The voice of the work was heard over the intercom, and the detectives tiredly recounted the section of the road they were staring at.

...

"Attention to each group, attention to each group, all move, patrol again, nothing to do, and call it a day...."

"Roger!" × a dozen.

The first team finished work, and the captain of the first team invited Zhang Fushen to go to the Internet and drink a little more at the roadside stall at night, otherwise he really couldn't sleep.

However, Zhang Fushen refused the captain's invitation.

"No, brother, I'll squat for a while, you go play!"

"Dedication, Lao Zhang, if you don't play, then I won't go online, go to the roadside stall to drink a little, and go home to sleep..."

The world was quiet, Zhang Fushen was still sitting in the car, the neon lights outside the window were still flashing, Zhang Fushen didn't like to be dazzled by the lights, so he drove the car in the unmanned lane.

He was driving very slowly, memories kept coming to his mind, and he wanted to walk forward to escape the memory, but it was so slow that he couldn't bear to forget.

That means a betrayal of the past!

That frightened and hideous face is a desire for money, a desire for life, that face is a drug dealer, the drug dealer wants to kill Zhang Fushen, but it is himself who bleeds.

Before he died, the drug dealer's face was still hideous.

Zhang Fushen has killed people, but in the past, he used to kill people with sniper rifles, and the moment when people died in the sniper scope, Zhang Fushen always felt too much pleasure for a while, but that time, he didn't have pleasure.

It turns out that people don't just bleed when they die.

It turns out that a person's face before death can be so hideous.

Zhang Fushen saw that there was sadness, pathos, and relief in the eyes of the drug dealer...

Because it was a stalking mission, Zhang Fushen did not drive the car of the police detective team, nor did he wear a uniform.

Passing by the convenience store in the alley, Zhang Fushen bought a pack of cigarettes, and then went home to sleep well.

The convenience store owner acted helplessly, he turned lazily from the sofa, and reluctantly handed it to Zhang Fushen, collected the money, and then continued to watch his TV series.

After walking out of the convenience store, Zhang Fu sighed.

It's a life...

But he didn't respect his own life, and if he hadn't met him, his life would never have been sublimated!

But now is not the time, Zhang Fushen bowed his head and walked to the car.

In the car sat a girl with heavy makeup and bright clothes.

There was nothing in her eyes, and there was no fear.

"This is my car."

"Come on?" The girl said to Zhang Fushen.

... (Not much to say about the ellipsis.) ）

The girl got into the car, her eyes always stayed outside the car window, watching the scenery around her change from dim to bright, she only felt nothing, she appreciated the impetuous night scene of the aircraft city, only felt nothing.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Fushen asked.

"I'm doing this to eat..."

Zhang Fushen stopped talking, and he drove the car to a large burger joint, which did not close early because of the city government's reminder.

After ordering two burgers, Zhang Fushen sat down with the girl. Through the light of the burger restaurant, Zhang Fushen saw the girl's face.

Although he wears heavy makeup and has rough skin, he doesn't look like a weathered character.

"How old are you?"

The girl ignored him.

Hamburgers need to be made fresh, and even though it's a 24-hour restaurant, there will be no stock at this time.

Wait until the girl eats the two hamburgers, drinks another glass of happy water, and then looks at the uncle who has not ordered anything in front of her, and seeks the uncle's opinion in her eyes.

Zhang Fushen took her back to the car, Zhang Fushen sat in the driver's seat, and the girl wanted to be the co-pilot. Zhang Fushen refused.

"Sit back..."

Ember returned to the car, and when he took off his mask, it was just an ordinary face.

"Hah!" Ember had a great time...

That indifferent convenience store owner is gone!

The girl behind her couldn't see him, she couldn't hear Ember talking, she still admired the scenery outside the window, she rarely took the car, and she did this in that alley, she was cheap, just to eat a bite of food.

Along the way, she didn't smile, and she didn't sell smiles.

The lights in the car turned on, the girl rubbed her tired eyes, and he saw the police badge next to the floating seat...

"I just want to get a bite to eat, that's all I can do, please don't catch me... Please! ”

Zhang Fushen didn't want to explain too much, but said coldly: "Get out of the car, my house is on it." ”

The girl's crying stopped, and no tears flowed.

Zhang Fushen saw the girl who got off the car, but shed tears.

The lights in the neighborhood were not bright, and the girl could only see the sparkle in the uncle's eyes.

Zhang Fushen took the girl's hand and walked on the road, he said to himself: "Our voyage has begun, captain, we bow to you!"

The wind was howling, the waves were fierce, but we drove on.

Dangerous intimidation, waiting on the way to be offered to you, the gift of his suffering, a voice in the center of the storm cried: 'Come and conquer the terror!' ’

Let us not hesitate to look back at those who are left behind, or to paralyze the time of wakefulness with fear and apprehension.

For your time is our time, your burden is our own burden, and life and death are only the breath of the eternal sea of your game life.

Let's stop wasting our minds about picking small favors and slowly picking friends.

Let's start by understanding that you are with us and we will always be yours. ”

His comrades said this, and before they died, they snipers were chatterbox, because they couldn't talk while working.

The girl looked at the uncle walking in front of her in a daze, she didn't know what the uncle was reading, and she didn't have the heart to understand.

She has been doing this for a long time, and she has seen all kinds of strange requirements and characters, so she is not flustered, not to mention.

It's already so late, where else can she spend the night?

Following Zhang Fushen upstairs, he went to wash his hands, and the girl looked curiously at his tidy room and the abstract paintings in it.

After the uncle washed up, the girl turned around and said nonchalantly, "There must be very few people in your house, right?" ”

"How do you know?"

"Otherwise, how dare you put such a disgusting painting."

"yes, you feel disgusting?" Zhang Fushen raised his eyebrows and said.