After the hitchhiker left, Shen Panzhe walked to the intersection on the right, and the cool breeze was blowing in his face, and the whole person was instantly energetic and quickened his pace.

An hour later, Shen Panzhe walked to the gate of a villa, which was luxurious and magnificent, with a two-meter-high wall, a swimming pool, a basketball court, and an orchard...... The whole nine yards.

Seeing him raise his right hand and put it on the sensor next to the door, "Bang! With a bang, the door slowly opened.

Sure enough, people can't look good, don't look at him dressed simply, sitting in a taxi, who would have thought that he would be a local tyrant!

His father has a listed company, specializing in the manufacture of drugs, with a market value of hundreds of millions, and he is a proper rich second generation.

It stands to reason that BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Rolls-Royce are indispensable, but he just didn't want to learn to drive, so he didn't buy it.

The first is that the transportation is now developed and convenient, and you can call a taxi anytime and anywhere, and the second is that you feel that you will inevitably get tired and waste time when driving.

If it is a future girlfriend or wife who wants to buy a car, he will fulfill her wishes, but he will not ask his family for the money to buy a car.

Self-reliance, abundant food and clothing, and not gnawing at the old, this is the upbringing he received since childhood.

At this time, on the first floor of the villa, the lights were bright, and a depressed figure walked back and forth in the kitchen.

Shen Panzhe walked to the door and gently put his right hand on the sensor next to the door again, and suddenly the sensor sounded "Welcome home".

He turned the handle, and the door opened.

"Xiao Zhe is back."

As soon as Shen Panzhe entered the door, he heard a majestic male voice from the kitchen, and when he walked to the living room, a table of delicious food was reflected in his eyes.

"Dad, just the two of us eating, we don't have to cook so many dishes, we can't finish eating." Shen Panzhe responded.

"Didn't you go to report today, Dad will cook you a few more dishes to celebrate."

Saying that, Shen Panzhe's father, Shen Pankun walked out of the kitchen with a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Seeing that he was short of breath, he quickly walked to the table and put down the plate, and his rough hands were burned a little red.

"Xiao Zhe, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Shen Panzhe responded with a "uh-huh" call.

Shen Pankun, male, 54 years old, 1.74 meters tall, short black and white hair, light eyebrows, gentle eyes, and a little beard under the firm bridge of the nose.

The burly and upright body exudes a faint masculinity, making people feel down-to-earth and full of security.

During dinner, the father and son chatted.

"Xiao Zhe, how do you feel about reporting today?"

Shen Pankun smiled kindly and asked kindly, and at the same time sandwiched a piece of Shen Panzhe's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into his bowl.

"It's not bad, the colleagues are friendly." Shen Panzhe replied softly, picked up the ribs and put them in his mouth.

"Xiao Zhe, no matter when, don't forget your original intention, your mission, it is your responsibility to punish adultery and eliminate evil, and maintain social stability."

Shen Pankun reminded that his expression was very solemn, even if he resigned, the sense of justice engraved in his bones would not disappear.

"Dad, I understand, you can rest assured."

"It's good to understand."

The grand villa, as far as their father and son are concerned, seems a little empty and deserted. Shen Pankun went to work during the day and went home to rest at night, Shen Panzhe lived in school when he didn't graduate, but now that he graduated and worked, he only came back to live at night, so he didn't invite a cleaning aunt.

"Such a big house, just the two of us, less atmosphere, a little deserted." Shen Pankun smiled bitterly.

When Shen Panzhe heard this, he suddenly stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and the ribs in his mouth suddenly became no longer fragrant.

"Dad, did Mom really die of cancer?" Shen Panzhe didn't know how many times he had asked this question, and when he thought of his mother, his heart was like a knife.

And Shen Pankun's answer has never changed, when Shen Panzhe was four years old, his mother was found to have advanced brain cancer, Shen Pankun heard the sad news, he couldn't sleep at night, and he couldn't sleep and eat.

In the end, he was unable to do the work of a criminal policeman, so he resigned, and then started a business with his friends, step by step, and had today's big business.

"You kid, dad can't lie to you, your mother is miserable with me, she hasn't enjoyed happiness yet, she got cancer, blame me, I'm busy in the bureau every day, I can't take good care of her, otherwise she wouldn't ......"

As he spoke, Shen Pankun couldn't cry, his right hand wiped the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and his face showed vicissitudes.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

Shen Panzhe blamed himself a little and mentioned the sad thing.

"It's okay, Dad understands, you have lacked maternal love since you were a child, and you will inevitably hate me a little, don't blame you."

"Dad, I don't blame you, I won't mention it again in the future, don't be too sad, pay attention to your body." Shen Panzhe comforted, his eyes were already moist.

"Good boy, eat."

"Hmm."

The moon and stars are scarce, and the night is quiet.

In Shen Panzhe's room, the bright starry sky was hovering on the ceiling, and he was not asleep at this time, holding the back of his head with his hands, looking at the starry sky thoughtfully.

"I'm not too young, why does he always refuse to tell me the truth?"

"Why didn't he continue to look for the murderer, but quit his job to start a business?"

These two questions had been in his mind for a long time since he was a child, but he had no time to think about them, because there was a more important thing for him to do, and he had sworn to himself that he would bring to justice the murderer of his mother.

Otherwise, it is a shame to the mother under the nine springs!

Shen Panzhe clearly knew that his mother was not dying of a terminal illness, but was killed.

When he was four years old, on a night of heavy rain and thunder and lightning, Shen Pankun was on duty in the bureau and had not yet returned home, and there were only their mother and son at home.

Who would have thought that a masked gangster would sneak into his house at this time, and his mother was keenly aware that something was wrong in the house, and immediately sealed Shen Panzhe's mouth with duct tape and wrapped his hands and feet, making him unable to move, and hiding him under the closet.

"Xiaozhe, listen to your mother, no matter what happens later, don't move, don't make a sound!"

Shen Panzhe, who was asleep, woke up suddenly, he didn't know what his mother was going to do, and he was so frightened that he couldn't cry anymore when he saw himself being entangled in duct tape and struggling to get out.

Shen Panzhe was lying under the wardrobe, there was a gap in the wardrobe, he was originally placed sideways by his mother, and his eyes were looking inside, but he turned his small body and stared out from the gap.

Seeing that the masked gangster was blackmailing his mother with a knife and forcing her to take out the most valuable things, she was immediately relieved when she heard it, and she was glad in her heart that it was just a robbery.

However, the gangsters were insatiable, and when they saw that Shen Panzhe's mother was as beautiful as a flower, they wanted to physically assault his mother.

The gangster took off his mask, his appearance was reflected in Shen Panzhe's eyes, his appearance was rough, his expression was obscene, there was a scar on the left side of his face, and a mole grew in his eyebrows.

In the face of aggression, Shen Panzhe's mother of course would rather die than give in, and she kicked the gangster's vital point, making him scream in pain and making him angry.

When she turned to run away, the ruthless gangster stabbed her in the left chest with a knife, piercing her heart with a knife, causing her to spit blood in an instant, and she fell unconscious to the ground, killing her instantly.

When the gangsters saw that they had killed someone, they quickly cleaned up the traces of themselves at the scene so as not to be discovered.

Seeing that he was skillful and obviously a habitual offender, he fled from here immediately after cleaning up.

However, what the gangster never expected was that her child witnessed all this, and four-year-old Shen Panzhe may not understand anything, nor do he know what life and death are.

However, this tragic scene was deeply engraved in his mind, and it also deeply stimulated his brain, making him have a super memory.

After his mother's absence, he gradually developed a withdrawn personality, he told his father about it, and also told him about the gangster's facial features, but Shen Pankun thought that this was Shen Panzhe's fantasy after being stimulated.

However, Shen Pankun still chose to believe that after all, there was no clue, but with this clue, he couldn't find this person, and in the end he had no choice but to give up, and then Shen Pankun may have felt guilty, and he couldn't even catch the gangster who killed his wife, so he resigned.

Shen Panzhe, who grew up, pretended to forget the past out of the instinct of self-preservation, and asked his father many times how his mother died, in order to stimulate Shen Pankun's inner guilt.

hoped that Shen Pankun would be the murderer as soon as possible, but he was indifferent, and lied that Shen Panzhe's mother died of cancer.

Shen Pankun thought that Shen Panzhe was still a child at that time, and his memory was fragile, even if he witnessed the scene of the murderer committing the crime at that time, he would forget it after a long time.

So, why let him be immersed in pain?

However, the situation is quite the opposite.

He never forgot to avenge his mother, and whenever he recalled it, he was filled with grief, and who could understand the pain of losing his mother's love?

Since Shen Pankun did not continue to look for the murderer, then Shen Panzhe would come by himself.

The most important reason why Shen Panzhe applied for the Public Security University was to find the gangster who killed his mother back then, because joining the criminal police team was the fastest way for him to catch the murderer!

The next morning, as soon as the alarm clock rang, Shen Panzhe slowly opened his eyes, and he slept late with dark circles under his eyes.

After washing up, I went downstairs and saw a rich breakfast, there was a post-it note on the table, Shen Panzhe picked it up and looked at it, his heart warmed, and it said, "Eat some breakfast and then go, Dad will go first." ”

From childhood to adulthood, Shen Panzhe has never lacked fatherly love.

Even if Shen Pankun is busy with work, he will find time to accompany his son, no matter when and where, Shen Pankun will fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

Even if Shen Panzhe wanted to hate, he couldn't hate it.

After breakfast, I saw him with a laptop bag and a ride, and after about an hour and a half, he arrived at the door of the criminal police station.

Chewing gum, just after getting out of the car and walking a few steps, Shen Panzhe heard a refreshing sound from behind.

"Good morning, Xiaozhe."

Shen Panzhe turned around and replied, "Morning, Sister Wen." ”

"During work hours, you are not allowed to eat snacks, otherwise you will be punished for cleaning the bureau." Guo Wen laughed jokingly.

Shen Panzhe's thumb tapped the screen of his mobile phone, glanced at it, and said with a light smile, "Sister Wen, there are still five minutes before you officially go to work." ”

"Yo, stinky boy, just went to work, dare to talk back, right, I think you owe a beating!" As she spoke, Guo Wen swung her fist up.

The corners of Shen Panzhe's mouth raised slightly, and he quickly dodged backwards.

"Sister Wen, don't make trouble, I can't bear your fists." After speaking, Shen Panzhe ran away.

It's scary to think about, almost no one in the game is her opponent, a female man with a sixth-dan black belt in taekwondo, who dares to provoke?

"This stinky boy, he reacted quickly, it seems that Feng Ju is right, he is indeed a malleable talent."

Guo Wen looked at Shen Panzhe's back and couldn't help but smile, and then she held her head high and walked away.