[Comprehensive] Police Chronicle

As a teacher of Xiongying, Aizawa, who has a record of expelling students 154 times and giving students suspensions 62 times, is in a good mood recently. Therefore, the first class on the first day of class for freshmen is a personality test, and those who are at the bottom will drop out of school.

For a while, Liu, who was on the sidelines, almost fell into the same memory as Green Valley, who was afraid of dropping out of school.

The location of Liuzhan is hidden, and the flat and wide training ground has limited places to hide people, so it is easy to bump into another person who is watching secretly.

Flying blond hair, nasolabial folds brought out by a smile, and bulging yellow-striped suit with bulging muscles, he is a handsome man.

"Long time no see, Mr. All Might." Liu looked him up and down, "You seem to be able to hold on for a while."

Liu came here to confirm his condition with his own eyes.

All Might didn't panic: "You know?"

"Aizawa told me."

Liu cleverly saved face for Aizawa and Olmert, and did not say that they had discovered loopholes in their confidentiality work because of Lugu.

"If you think about it, you won't say it. It doesn't matter if he tells you."

All Might smiled brightly. He followed the line of sight and noticed that Class A of the first year of the Hero Department who had just gone to the indoor gymnasium came back from the softball throwing event, and his smile froze.

Aizawa's arresting weapon wrapped Midoriya in front of him, talking condescendingly, and at the same time glanced at the direction where All Might was hiding.

After being discovered, All Might said helplessly: "I don't get along with him at all."

"He didn't mean any harm."

Hearing this, All Might showed Liu an energetic and beautiful smile.

This invincible stalwart hero is already an empty shell, Liu Cuiyan smiled and said: "You are people's hope."

All Might stared at Green Valley who tried his best to use his personality to pass the exam, and said firmly: "New hope is growing."

At this time, Green Valley managed to use his personality without sacrificing his arm, and only lost one finger. Now that he can't adjust his strength, he can still act with the minimum injury in exchange for the maximum strength.

"Amazing, Green Valley boy!" All Might was very excited.

"It has appeared, sacrifice your fingers to control the enemy." Liu stated the facts objectively, "Since I graduated from kindergarten, I have never seen such a use of personality."

A basin of cold water, but All Might is very optimistic: "In terms of personality control, he is a kindergartener, but his future is very long."

Liu tilted his head to look at Lugu, noncommittal.

"When it comes to controlling personality, you are an expert." All Might is about to leave, "You and the hot bull king are the two people I have seen so far who have used their personality to the extreme."

"Marital rapists are fine too." Liu added.

All Might froze for a moment: "Andeva?"

"According to your understanding."

Liu said that he did not use words to express any dissatisfaction with the behavior of any positive professional hero.

"He shouldn't be so extreme these years." All Might said uncertainly, "I'll go first."

"Before that, I want to ask you one thing."

"What is it?"

All Might stopped and faced Liu.

"The active professional heroes of this generation are becoming more and more like celebrities and businessmen. The concept of heroes is weakening."

What Liu said was the truth, All Might read some stupid obsession in his eyes, and finally turned around and waved goodbye.

The decision to quit Yingying proves that Liu has the answer, and his long speeches cannot change an adult who has formed values ​​and has philosophical thinking, and there is no need to change.

"Don't think too much."

If possible, it is up to these young people with a future to explore all positive possibilities.

"The trend of the times."

Liu watched All Might go away, even he had the most common neutral attitude.

Is the trend of the times right?

In the eyes of optimists and pessimists, Japan, which has been less than 80 years since the end of World War II, and its super-expanded society in the past 40 years, are completely different eras.

A group of teenagers and girls wailed in their ears, complaining in unison and kindly that Ban Ren Aizawa was cunning.

Green Valley is hovering at the bottom of despair. It turns out that Aizawa actually lied that the last one would be expelled from school, and bluffed a group of children who had just entered Xiongying.

Liu Yuan saw Aizawa's Totoro smiling, and remembered that he was a ruthless person who had expelled all the freshmen in a class.This time he did not "reasonable hypocrisy" motivate the students to use their full strength, but changed their minds and retained all the staff.

Liu knew that Aizawa was actually a gentler person than anyone else, in his own way.

The expulsion in the past was all out of "rather than giving hopeless people little hope, it's better to let them recognize themselves", this kind of cruelty is also his tenderness...probably.

After finishing the class, Aizawa walked towards Liu with a stack of recording sheets under his arm, and he had seen him before.

Liu watched him approach.

Aizawa was uncomfortable being stared at by Liu: "What are you looking at?"

The tone is as harsh as Liu shouldn't look at it.

"Look at you."

Just as Aizawa was at a loss, Liu clarified: "Don't take it seriously."

"..."

"Nineteen o'clock tomorrow, do you have time?"

"Ah."

"Better come early, my dad will be there."

Liu believed in Aizawa's concept of time, but he didn't believe in his own father.

Aizawa wanted to find out about his father-in-law's preferences: "Then he..."

"My father likes everything my mother likes." Liu, who had thought of this question early in the morning, said clearly, "You have won the gold medal for avoiding death because of my mother's love."

Aizawa who had no idea in his mind forced a smile and said, "Your mother is so kind."

Liu Yixiao: "That sounds weird."

Liu's smile showed a little bit of teeth, and it didn't look awkward, but it didn't move the muscles at the end of the eyes, let alone linger on the face. Aizawa looked at him, and understood that Liu always smiled like this, and also vaguely realized , Liu is actually a very difficult person to be happy.

The meeting point is at Ms. Liu's home.

Ms. Liu in the kitchen was preparing dinner, and Liu Haozhang showed up at home an hour earlier.

Liu made an appointment half an hour in advance, and saw his father who was holding a briefcase and peeking into the kitchen but was embarrassed to speak.

"Mom." Liu consciously translated his father's heartbeat and amplified it, "My dad said he's sorry for not coming home after being away for so long, he misses you."

Liu Haozhang was grateful.

There was only the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen.

"Dad, Mom will let you die."

Liu Haozhang explained for his own dignity: "This is called an avoidant attachment personality. You can't speak well to the person you love the most, and you are stingy in expressing your true feelings. Your mother is like this."

Liu turned to ask, "What case?"

It was very natural for Liu Haozhang to talk about these things to his son, who is also a criminal policeman. At the request of the young Liu, he often took Liu to the scene of the crime and taught him various criminal investigation methods.Of course, this does not comply with the regulations.

"The deceased victim was an eight-year-old girl who was raped and murdered when she was alone at home. Only half of the unclear footprints were collected at the scene of the first crime. The situation was dire. I was sent to do a footprint identification. Unfortunately, the identification results are useless. , I didn’t even catch the murderer.”

Liu flipped through the photos of the crime scene in the sealed file bag in his briefcase.

"The case has not been solved, why did you come back?"

"There was still a cup of tea still warm at the scene of the crime. The victim made tea for the murderer before he was killed, which proves that the murderer was an acquaintance of the deceased."

Liu Haozhang couldn't find a fire to light cigarettes, and Liu didn't know where it was at home. As a husband, he couldn't find it, so he asked the hostess in fear, so he had to give up.

"The former creditor of the victim's parents has moved here. I came back this time to find the local police station here to cooperate with the investigation."

Describing the miserable photos of the deceased, Liu's eyes fell on her face, which was strangely familiar.

Liu was sure that he didn't know this little girl. This kind of familiarity was like seeing a person who looked a little like the people around him.

Who does the dead look like...

Liu Haozhang put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and continued: "We searched the deceased's network extensively, but found nothing."

Liu placed two photos on the coffee table in front of him, clicked, Liu Haozhang leaned over, and there were two ordinary indoor photos.

"What's the problem?"

Liu did not say anything, Liu Haozhang gradually saw something was wrong.

In the corner of the photo of the crime scene, it can be seen that the cabinet for the tea cans is slightly higher, and the child should need a small bench to get it, and the bench is far away in another photo.

An eight-year-old girl from an ordinary family is usually not sensible enough to use hot water in a thermos to make tea for guests. What's more, even if the child has this intention, regular customers who come to plot crimes will have this mood, etc.?

"The tea was brewed for himself by the murderer after committing the crime."

Liu Haozhang was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized.

"It's not an acquaintance committing a crime to murder someone, but a habitual offender's impromptu intention! It's not a person to make tea in the mood to kill someone."

Liu Haozhang was powerless and angry, cursed and began to think about the case again.

"It's vicious and extremely calm. This kind of habitual criminal should have committed a lot of crimes to reach this level. The suspect may have to be investigated from the crowd who have been released from prison after serving their murder sentence."

As Liu Haozhang packed up the photos, he was about to leave.

Liu leaned on her chin with her hand, her eyes fixed on one place, she still had a different thought.

"I think he probably has no criminal record."

Liu Haozhang was a bit biased: "Why do you know so much about the psychology of perverted murderers?"

"After all, you can't find any clues in this case, and it's probably the same in other cases." Ignoring his father's meaningless question, Liu said to himself, "It is because of his inhuman calmness that he is strong, and he has no previous convictions. Let the crowd find the murderer."

"That's troublesome."

As Liu Haozhang said, he rushed out of the house, his excitement subsided when the door closed behind him, and he realized that he hadn't said anything to his wife and children except work.

Hesitating at the door, he raised and lowered his hand in front of the doorbell, and turned around a few times. Liu Haozhang finally turned around... a man with neat hair and long hair and dead fish eyes appeared in front of him.

Maybe they bought insurance, but Liu Haozhang didn't care.

Aizawa made way for him silently, and the other party walked away quickly with a regretful look, which made Aizawa wonder whether this person had attempted to steal the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Aizawa said to Liu who was waiting for his meal on the sofa: "There was a sneaky weirdo at the door just now."

"That's my dad."

"...Did he go out in a hurry?"

"Work." Liu saw Ms. Liu's lonely expression flashing away from the small kitchen window, "everything."

It is precisely because Liu Haozhang made clear the rules first that Ms. Liu resisted so much when she turned from a professional hero to a criminal policeman to go to another place.

The murderer's unusual calmness in this case always reminded Liu of the murderer in his brother's case. Liu quickly came back to his senses and calmed down by talking about his childhood.

"I remember watching TV when I was four years old and realized that there should be a father at home, so I asked my brother why I didn't have one."

I don't know that the man who comes and goes in a hurry occasionally is not a guest, but a father.

"My brother said that no one's family has one, nor does the neighbor's family. The fathers on TV are all fake, fictional like Doraemon."

The neighbor at the time was another single-parent family.

"This kind of lie is easy to reveal."

Aizawa felt that his brother was a bit strange.

"I went to elementary school early. During the parent-teacher meeting, [-] children came and [-] of them were mothers, and there was one child whose parents didn't come, so no one had a father or Santa Claus. I believed until the second grade of elementary school."

Ms. Liu had already served the dishes with her usual expression, and Aizawa asked firmly, "What's the matter with Santa Claus?"

"That Christmas, my dad put presents in the socks hanging by my bed at night. He didn't see the floor and tripped over the carpet, which woke me up."

Liu solemnly narrated the past.

"Since then, I not only know that the presents are all given by my father named Santa Claus, but also that my father weighs 160 catties."

"..."

"Laugh if you want."

"I will bear it."

So I still want to laugh.