Chapter 3: Special Assignments (Part I)
At two o'clock in the morning, I dragged my tired body back home, and I didn't have the strength to change my clothes at all, so I just lay down on the bed/fell asleep. In order to track and monitor the suspect, I haven't closed my eyes for two whole days.
I was inexplicably in the rain of flowers, looking for something in a daze. Suddenly, a deep voice sounded between heaven and earth: "My princess, live well, and wait for me to marry you in the next life." ”
I searched around, only to see a hazy figure in the distance, slowly fading. "Hey, mighty, don't go, let me see what you look like!" I shouted as I chased after him.
At this moment, the melody of the theme song of the Korean drama "Missing You" sounded in my ears, pulling me into reality, and it turned out that I was dreaming again. Extremely reluctantly, I opened my eyes and picked up my phone. It's the Korean team. Ay! It's only seven o'clock, I've only slept for a few hours, and he's in a hurry to find me/what's he doing?
"Hey, Team Han, you're too cruel this early in the morning!" I picked up my phone and muttered.
"Qingrui, you are more comfortable than me, I still haven't closed my eyes. Hurry up and come to the bureau, there is a task for you. The tired voice of the Korean team came from the other end of the phone.
Ay! There's another mission! What's going on all these years, why are there so many cases to be investigated! But I'm a police officer, and obeying orders is what I have to do, so I had to shout into my phone: "Yes, Team Han!" I'll be there in an hour! ”
I listlessly climbed out of bed, tied my long hair into a ponytail, and went to the bath/room to wash up my tiredness before leaving the room. My mother had already made breakfast for me and went to work, so I grabbed a meat bun from the table and stuffed it in my mouth, and I threw myself into the new day in a full state of mind.
Another traffic jam! The traffic in BJ is always maddening. I looked at the long line of cars and sighed softly as I plunged headlong into the subway station.
By the way, I haven't introduced myself to you yet, but on the way to my branch by subway, I will briefly introduce myself.
My name is Xiao Qingrui, and I am a very ordinary people's policeman in the DC District Bureau of the Public Security Bureau, and I belong to the Third Action Team of the Criminal Investigation Bureau.
My parents are divorced and I live with my mom. Originally, I had a happy home, but everything changed after the accident in the Forbidden City ten years ago.
On a summer night ten years ago, there was an accident in the Yinghua Hall of the Palace Museum. At that time, my father was the night watchman in the Palace Museum, and I would sometimes follow my father to patrol the Forbidden City at night. At that time, there were three intruders in the Yinghua Palace, and I found them and went to stop them. I didn't expect that at that time, an accident occurred inexplicably, which caused the Qianlong Imperial Book stele in the Yinghua Hall to be broken, and the stele pavilion was half destroyed.
Afterwards, my father was dismissed from the Palace Museum for dereliction of duty, and I was seriously injured in the accident and became a vegetative person. I suddenly became a burden to the whole family, and my father wanted to give up on me, but my mother strongly opposed me, and they divorced.
My mom took care of me for a year and finally woke me up from my slumber. I am so grateful to my mother for giving me my first life, and for pulling me back from the clutches of death while I was wandering between life and death, and gave me a second life.
When I woke up, my mother told me that the Public Security Bureau had set up a special team to investigate the accident, but nothing came of it. No one knows why the stele pavilion cracked open at that moment, producing a huge destructive force like an explosion. Fortunately, the three teenagers and girls who broke in were not seriously injured, and the matter was closed after the film crew they were part of paid a hefty fine. In the end, my mother lowered her voice and told me that she suspected that the three boys and girls had a strong background, which put a lot of pressure on the investigation team, so that the investigation team finally turned a big thing into a small thing and a small thing into nothing. At the end of the day, my family and I were the real victims of that inexplicable accident.