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I am a police officer, which is a career I have dreamed of since I was a child.

My dad is a gambler and likes to drink.

My mother is a very gentle person, she is always resigned to father's beating and scolding, but she is still very gentle to me.

Once my father lost money again and drank another bottle of wine in his hand.

While beating his mother, he cursed harsh words.Mom was just crying.

When I rushed out to stop me, my mother lay on the ground clutching her stomach, her expression very painful.And Dad was still cursing.

I rushed up desperately and fought with the man called Dad.

In the end, my whole body was injured and I took my mother to the hospital.

The doctor said the spleen had ruptured and it was delivered too late.

Then I personally sent my father to court, but he was still cursing and showing no remorse at all.

Counting now, he has spent eight years in prison.

Over the past eight years, I have gotten used to living alone. I hate all those who maliciously hurt others. In addition, I have no worries in my heart, so I always work hard when performing tasks.

On the day I was promoted to captain, everyone was congratulating me, but I didn't feel anything, and I would still be in a daze late at night... At most, I just worked harder when performing tasks.

Two days ago, a woman came to report the crime. She said that her husband had been away at night intermittently for several days. One day she followed her husband and found him looking for a young lady outside.

She's here to report the sex den.

After a few days of squatting, we probably figured out the way and the law of soliciting customers in this den.

I am responsible for in-depth investigations from those ladies standing on the street.

That night, I saw a drunk man hitting a woman and rushed to stop him without even thinking about it.

The weak and helpless appearance of the woman squatting there deeply hurt me, so when those ugly words came out of the man's mouth, I couldn't help but hit him.I know that's against discipline, but so what, this kind of person shouldn't exist in this world.

The indifferent look of the woman when she told her tragic experience touched my heart for a long time. She was very distressing... At least my mother still had me at the time, but she seemed to have nothing...

I told her many beautiful and warm things that I have seen and heard.Gradually, expressions other than indifference began to appear on her face.

I feel that I have some more feelings in my heart, some warm feelings.It felt like I was helping someone for the first time in years.

Soon, the team has already grasped the criminal evidence of this group. As long as I give an order, the net can be collected, which is a sure-fire operation.

But what about her?

I asked her last time if she wanted to start a new life.She was silent, and I even saw fear in her eyes. In this case, how will she live in the future?

If you don't even have the courage to start a new life...

I still continued to tell her that the world is actually very beautiful, and only by going out can I discover more.

The sun outside is very bright, the flowers are very fragrant, and there are crisp and beautiful birdsong... Maybe it is like this, I think.

Compared with before, there is light in her eyes now.Sure enough, within a few days, she gave me a reply.

she says,

she thinks.

For some reason, when I saw her like that, I suddenly felt a little guilty, and I hope that her future life will really be like the one I described to her.

The capture operation cannot be delayed any longer. Once everything is deployed, we will act immediately.

The criminals were all arrested and the operation was a success.I let her go, and when I saw her that day, she was naked, but beautiful.Her eyes were a little confused, she just looked at me so fixedly, I didn't know how to face her for a while, so I didn't stop for a while.

All I can do is to prevent her from appearing in those cameras and being exposed to the public, and not being involved in those annoying lawsuits. I hope she can have a brand new life in the future.

I just see her as an episode in my life where she comes and goes and my life goes back to normal.

The police station usually receives reports, but most of them are trivial matters.For example, someone lost a bicycle, someone got into disputes with neighbors because of random occupation of land, and someone’s child ran away in anger after arguing with his parents... Most of these things don’t need me to take care of them. It is because there are many cases that are transferred to other places.

It was not until a few months later that there was a slightly bigger case in the local area. Private cars in several places were stolen one after another, the windows of the cars were broken, and the car was ransacked.

The method is uniform and the crime area is wide, like a gang committing crimes.

After a little analysis and deployment, we started to squat.

Most of the crime locations are remote, and there are always some small bars, billiard halls, game halls and so on nearby.It seems that most of the owners have a bad style of work.

But these are not within the scope of my own consideration. When the people report the case, the police must solve it. Everything is for the people.

I found a small bar and walked in, and sat down near the door to observe the situation outside.

At this time, a waiter came over and she asked me what I wanted.She was wearing a bunny girl costume, and her career line was clearly exposed in front of my eyes, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.He waved his hand and said that he was just waiting for someone, so he sent her away.

I glanced around the small bar briefly, and suddenly saw a familiar figure, also wearing a bunny girl's clothes.

Why is she here...

She was pouring wine for a middle-aged man with a full stomach, and the middle-aged man was slapping her, his lewd eyes were fixed on her chest.

And she just had an indifferent expression on her face.

It's this resignation look again!

I was a little annoyed in an instant, and I walked up to him, grabbed the man's hand, and slammed it aside.

She was only slightly taken aback when she saw me, and then she no longer showed any extra expressions.

The man was very angry, "Where did you come from, dare to spoil my good deed!"

I ignored him, but grabbed the woman's hand and "come back with me."

The woman agreed, and she gave a faint "oh".I was amazed at my own reaction, and her answer.Take her back, and then what can I do, can't she do these things again when she is outside, right?Moreover, what she promised was too casual.

Then she said, "Then let's go." I nodded numbly.She didn't have anything to take, so she just walked away with me, alone.

The man wanted to make trouble before, but he couldn't beat me, and I didn't want to entangle him any more, so I quickly took her away.

While in the car, she suddenly asked me, "Officer, do you want to get any more information from me?"

I froze, suddenly realizing something.I want to explain that what I did to her before was not because I was eager to solve the crime or do meritorious service.But, so what if it is explained.

In the end, I didn't say anything and remained silent all the way.

She fell asleep with a tired look on her face. Later, I carried her home. When she was lying on the bed, her brows were still tightly furrowed.

Then, a phone call from the bureau called me back.

I was severely scolded, left without authorization, and made trouble in public, which almost caused the operation to fail, and the result was that I was suspended for probation.

I didn't feel too lost in my heart, but it allowed me to rest for a while and enjoy myself at leisure.

When I got home and found the light was on, I realized there was now another person in the house.

She was sitting on the couch, already in the shower, wearing my shirt.

She sat there in a daze, as if she didn't see me, so I walked in silently and tidied up the room a bit.

She didn't know when she came behind me.

"Can you help me get something to eat?" She said this in a low voice, looking at me cautiously, with a crumpled ten yuan in her hand, reaching out to me, but she didn't dare to lean on me. too close.

Her hair was still wet, clinging to her face, her thin body seemed to be shrunk in my loose shirt, and she looked pitiful.