Chapter 52: Crippled Justice, Handsome Policeman

Rongdi went back to the small park near the apartment, he liked to walk here, it was very quiet, there were not many pedestrians passing by, Rongdi enjoyed the peace of mind.

He sat on a park bench with trees rising as far as he could see. The tall buildings in the city are now blocked by the trees. Do you feel at ease here because it's close to nature? Rong Di couldn't help but ask himself, but he didn't have an answer himself.

At this time, a familiar figure walked over. Cheng Jiaju, who took off his police uniform, was wearing a plaid shirt with jeans at the bottom, his clothes were a little earthy but still relatively handsome. It is mainly related to his innate temperament, this person has always been a mature and stable uncle-type man, and whether the clothes are handsome or not does not affect his temperament at all.

"Why are you so sad? Got a fight with your girlfriend? Cheng Jiaju also sat on the chair, and he showed a gentle smile, like a kind elder.

"I'm not you......" Rong Di smiled bitterly, "Don't you have to take the child?"

"They're playing with Red, I'm waiting for your grandma." He said embarrassedly, then looked at Rong Di and said, "If I hadn't borrowed the silverware from you, you probably wouldn't have ......."

"You've apologized for that." Rong Di said: "I and the red clothes are doing well, but the red clothes are her...... However, I also awakened Bai Ze's ability because of this, didn't I? ”

"That'...... Why are you so sad? Cheng Jiaju asked.

Rong Di lowered his head and said bitterly: "I'm not inspired, it's about to be the deadline...... I've been cultivating for the past few days, and I don't have a word. The editor told me to hand it over to her tomorrow......"

"You look like you're writing a novel, right?" Cheng Jiaju said.

"To be precise, it's a supernatural novel, what I've written about before is something I've experienced firsthand, and the editor likes that style and the requirements for me are getting stricter and stricter. But I don't have any inspiration now......" Rong Di said, "I don't want to write about my awakening of Bai Ze's blood, in case it will cause trouble to my grandmother."

"I'll tell you a story." Cheng Jiaju smiled: "You can write my story into your novel."

…… (Cheng Jiaju is the first person below)

"My story is a supernatural story, in our police station, the 4th team of the criminal police is almost all people with yin and yang eyes. The captain of the 4th team was a man named Bao Bufan, and I was mixed with him when I first joined the team.

Bao Bufan is an old criminal policeman with a vicious eye, everyone calls him Lao Bao, and his work efficiency is frightening, because he "can see" and often uses some special ways to handle cases. For example, ask the dead person directly. There are too many cases he has solved to count, and I also picked a story that can be written into a novel to tell you (Rongdi).

I was a newcomer at the time, and it was one evening when I was working overtime sorting out my paperwork. Suddenly, the electric lights overhead flickered, and I had seen similar scenes before, which seemed like a prelude to a haunting.

"Who?"

No one responded to my words, and the overhead lights were still beating, and they were flickering more frequently, so something dirty must have come in. I was a little scared, and as I stood up, I groped for something nearby that I could use.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on my shoulder. I was so startled that I turned my head and it turned out to be Lao Bao. The latter made a silent gesture and walked up to me.

We crept down the hallway, and suddenly the light above our heads went out, but only for a few seconds. When the lights came back on, there was a woman dressed in white in front of us.

We all have yin and yang eyes, so we naturally know that she is a female ghost. Her death was truly horrific, with a crack in her head, blood staining her hair red, and her face distorted by the impact.

She limped as she walked, and she still had a bag of white powder in a clear crisper bag.

The old man has been working as a criminal police officer for longer than me, and he recognized it as drugs at a glance. He was also bold, and dared to reach out to take it. But when Lao Bao touched the bag of things, his body shook for a while as if he had been electrocuted.

I was really scared and kept calling his name. If he dies, I'll be the next to suffer. So, I kept shouting.

Fortunately, Lao Bao regained his senses, and when he woke up, his expression became very strange, and he looked at the woman in front of him blankly. I thought Lao Bao was stupid, so I slapped him. "What's the matter?" He shouted.

It was at this time that the woman disappeared and the electric light changed back to its original form.

Lao Bao told me that the girl just now came to report the crime. She's a secretary and their company is working on a new type of skincare product. She ate and slept with her before she got the opportunity to appear in the advertising video. She later learned that she had been deceived, because the investor did not want her to appear on camera, and the chairman knew about it, but he had been lying to her.

Bedside talk is the best way for a woman to get information from a man, and it's also a way for her to know that the people on the board of directors are selling drugs in private. She threatened the chairman that if she didn't show her up, she would sue them.

Who would have thought that they were even more ruthless, and directly injected her with poison injections. She became addicted to drugs, and then she couldn't stand it anymore and climbed to the roof of their building and jumped off.

I couldn't react and asked, "Isn't she dead?"

"yes, that's why she gave me the drugs. This is very important evidence, and she hopes that we can bring the perpetrators to justice. Lao Bao said.

At this time, Lao Bao's mobile phone rang suddenly, and someone received a report that someone had committed suicide by jumping off the building of a certain group.

In this way, we immediately set out, and on the pretext of investigating the suicide of the deceased, we finally caught them all. ”

……

This is the end of Cheng Jiaju's story.

Rong Di was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and asked, "That's it?"

"What's this?" Cheng Jiaju asked.

"What about the process?" Rong Di said with some expectation: "You just said a beginning, and you didn't say anything about the process at all." You're not writing a little yellow article, why don't you just write the beginning and skip to the end. ”

"That's it." Cheng Jiaju thought for a while, "This involves the secrets of our police, and you are a novelist, so you have to write it?" ”

Rong Di felt that his head had been knocked out, this kind of unappetizing guy was too annoying. When Rong Di said that he was inspired, he said that he told stories to give inspiration, what kind of trouble is it to suddenly hit the brakes?

"Can you not hang my appetite, how can an author like you make up enough words for 3,000 words? It is common sense that the chapter must be full of 3,000 words after signing the contract! Rong Di said complainingly.

"You can't blame me, it's been enough for so long, how can I remember every detail clearly, right? I don't have the ability to remember. Cheng Jiaju said that he was also helpless.

Rong Di said with some displeasure: "What you said earlier is quite good, it is very terrifying. It's too ruinous to end like this. ”

"But I'm not very good at telling stories." Cheng Jiaju said weakly, completely lacking the majestic feeling of wearing a police uniform.

"Where's the old bag? That's the soy sauce that came to make soy sauce? ”

"yes."

"You're too anticlimactic, aren't you?" Rong Di was originally a novelist, and he was very particular about telling stories and listening to stories, but he still complained a little: "You can obviously tell this story more excitingly."

"I'm sorry, I said it all, there are some of our police secrets." Cheng Jiaju said embarrassedly.

Rong Di sighed: "You really don't know how to tell stories, how did you deal with your daughter when she asked you to tell stories?"

It seemed that he was talking about the sore spot, Cheng Jiaju said with a bitter expression: "I really don't know how to tell stories, my wife bought them idiom stories, obviously they are all according to the book, but my daughter prefers her mother to tell them stories."

Rong Di said seriously: "That's because when my mother tells stories, she will sell them and ask them why, you guess first and so on." And you...... You'll tell the story straight from start to finish. ”

"Yes......" Cheng Jiaju said helplessly and sadly.

"The next time you tell a story to your daughter, remember to sell a few passes." Rongdi proposed.

"I'll try." Cheng Jiaju replied.

At this time, grandma's voice came from behind her, "Jiaju, don't be so upright when coaxing your wife and daughter to be happy, it will only backfire." ”

The two men couldn't help but look back, Bai Li seemed to have been standing behind for a long time. She smiled and said, "Jiaju, it's time for us to go."

"Let's go? Where are you going? Rongdi asked.

"Come here, too." Grandma smiled, "We're going to delete some of Jiaju's memories."

"Why?" Rongdi asked.

"Because of those memories...... I don't deserve to be a human being. Cheng Jiaju said solemnly.

That day, Cheng Jiaju and Bai Li read the contents of the memory card, and Cheng Jiaju also understood the method of turning humans into vampires in disguise. But he felt that he did not deserve such memories, and he chose to be proud of being human.

Rong Di doesn't understand that the protagonists in film and television works are very distressed when they delete their memories, and it is not an exaggeration to even describe them as sad and angry. But Cheng Jiaju did not feel distressed at all, but gave people a sense of heroism and fearlessness. Although Rong Di can't guess this person, he is indeed a good policeman and a righteous and bright person, and the memories he deleted can't be dirty memories.

But Rong Di still had some gossip and asked, "Can I ask him what kind of memories he wants to erase?"

Grandma glanced at Cheng Jiaju, nodded later, and then grandma said, "He knows the way to become a vampire, so he wants to delete this memory."

"Why did you delete it?" Rong Di said: "Since you are becoming a vampire, the materials used must be extraordinary, and you may not be able to find them." I don't think it's a good thing to delete my memory...... I always feel like I'm going to regret it. ”

"If my family also has an incurable disease like them, I will definitely go out of my way to collect materials to make them vampire ......" Cheng Jiaju said with some sadness: "I still feel that human beings should not give up their dignity as human beings."

After listening to Cheng Jiaju's words, Rong Di felt like he had read a bunch of chicken soup texts, and he felt that his whole person was sublimated. The fat man is right, the justice of the crippled is the true justice.

"What a handsome uncle." Rong Di commented in his heart.

Tucao: Xiao Zai was deliberately written like this, when I used to read some martial arts novels, I saw that the characters said that their past deeds could still be told in detail, I think those people are still really powerful, and they still remember it so clearly that they are also powerful. Maybe people in martial arts novels have the ability to remember because of martial arts training (laughs). In addition, Cheng Jiaju said that the story is a little darker.,It may cause discomfort to readers.,That's why I made a comedy ending in this chapter.,If you like dark readers, ask for a light spray.,Or leave a message under the comment It's also good.,Maybe I'll write another extra.。

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