Adventures of a middle-aged uncle

Zhou Zhen helped me up and said, "Boss, we only found the bodies of the victims, but not the heads. The email didn't say where it was held. Do you have any clues?"

I gave an address, Zhou Zhen made arrangements and said to me: "Boss, don't stay here, go back and rest.":

Zhou Zhen didn't know about my relationship with Tingting, but thought that I was carrying out a secret mission recently, so he wanted to pull me out of this ward and let the medical staff take the body away.

"I want to be alone."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." Zhou Zhen felt that I was thinking about this case again.In fact, I don't care about what's going on now, and the old memories start to wash away my walls in the fictional world.

Five years ago, I stood in front of Tingting's body and vowed to capture Wang Chengxiao with my own hands and send him to the execution ground to provide justice for Tingting and those innocent people who died tragically.

But I didn't do it, Wang Chengxiao successfully washed away the suspicion on him, and went abroad.And no one in the police station listened to me.Everyone persuaded me to let go of this matter. Wang Chengxiao has a good scapegoat, and no one can do anything about him.

Since then, I have realized that justice cannot defeat evil, and it is good that I, a powerless little policeman, can still live now.

For five full years I lived in darkness, and I opened a small shop to support myself.

Originally, I thought I would spend my whole life in such a muddle, make a few drinking friends, drink and listen to their bragging to pass the time.

Li Ming is one of the drinking buddies. His family lives nearby. When he and his wife Song Ziyue don’t want to eat at home, they will come to my shop to ask for some small fried dishes. Sometimes they will bring their daughter over.

But most of the time it was Li Ming who came to chat with me with a drink in his hand when his wife took her daughter back to her natal home.

This summer, Li Ming came to see me. I saw that his complexion was not good, especially Yintang was dark, so I asked him to be careful recently.In fact, I was worried about his poor health, but Li Ming told me a supernatural event that happened to him.

Out of good intentions and curiosity, I helped Li Ming find clues together. Later, he and I fell into a series of unbelievable things. I began to suspect that someone set us up from the beginning, and Li Ming just happened to be the trigger. point.

The reason why this world makes me lost is because I just want to be with Tingting.The second is because in reality, I have nothing to do with Wang Chengxiao.But now there is still a chance.

I drove to the building where I used to stay with Xu Qingze and others. Zhou Zhen and the others had made arrangements, and I was going to catch Wang Chengxiao and the others here.

From dawn to dusk, except for the deployment of the police, no one entered or exited the building.Today is the first day of the new year on the calendar. If Wang Chengxiao and the others don't hold the ceremony today, they will have to wait another month. They can't afford to wait for this time.

When Yinshi came, I looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building, and found that the light of the last Sui Xing had already overwhelmed the other three stars.The four stars are about to reunite soon.

After receiving Zhou Zhen's message, Wang Chengxiao and the others had all gone to the rooftop, and they even tied up a girl, who seemed to be alive.Zhou Zhen finally asked me when I would close the net.

Right now, I started running towards the rooftop, and now I found that the rest of the people were under police control, only Wang Chengxiao was standing near the edge of the rooftop, he was holding a person I knew very well in his arms, his scalpel was tightly next to the man's neck.

"Bai Xiao."

Bai Xiao was born on the 17th day of the lunar calendar. The person Wang Chengxiao said was replaced was Bai Xiao.

Wang Chengxiao said: "It is an honor that so many people can witness the resurrection of the great Allah."

"Wang Chengxiao, your ceremony has been destroyed, how can you wake up Allah? It's too delusional." Zhou Zhen shouted with a loudspeaker.

Wang Chengxiao laughed loudly: "Do you think I will be easily caught by you? It seems that you don't know that there is not only one way to awaken Allah."

I stood where I was, only seeing Bai Xiao in my eyes.

Bai Xiao smiled at me and didn't speak to me directly, but said to Wang Chengxiao: "This talented student, you probably don't know that you won't live long in this world, do you?"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Xiao stepped on Wang Chengxiao's foot suddenly, and Wang Chengxiao let go of his hand in pain. Taking advantage of this gap, Bai Xiao threw Wang Chengxiao to the ground with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.The whole process lasts less than five seconds.

By the way, Bai Xiao gave Wang Chengxiao a few more fists, sat down on Wang Chengxiao's waist, took the knife in his hand and threw it five meters away, and gave Wang Chengxiao another fist: "Come on, let me show you what is Allah is alive."

Bai Xiao's clean and neat figure made everyone around him dumbfounded.

In the center of the roof, a whirlwind hangs, gradually forming the scale of a tornado.

Bai Xiao handed Wang Chengxiao to Zhou Zhen and the others, ran over and grabbed me and said, "Senior, come with me quickly, I will take you out of here."

"Are you really Bai Xiao?"

"Senior, I will explain to you when I go back."

Bai Xiao pulled me into the tornado, I was dizzy for a while, and I came to a pure white world.

This world makes me feel at ease, full of warmth like being in the mother's womb.

"Bai Xiao, where are you?"

I called twice, but there was no answer.A figure came from a distance, a very familiar figure.

"Tingting."

"He Hao, I'm here to see you off. Tingting is smiling, wearing pure white clothes like an angel."

"Tingting, I'm sorry."

"Fool, I have never, never blamed you. Meeting you and falling in love with you is the luckiest thing in my life." Tingting's hand touched my cheek, and gently brushed it, her nostalgic eyes , sweet smile.

She is my Tingting.

"You know? It's a torment for me when you're not around." I held Tingting's hand: "Just thinking about your face makes me sleepless all night, but I can't really kill that Bring your people to justice. I don't know what face I can face you." Tears ran across my face silently, but I couldn't protect my Tingting.

Tingting shook her head: "Hao, life has its own destiny, he can't escape, you must not blame yourself, do you know what I wished for the stars on the anniversary?"

I looked at Tingting and shook my head silently.

Tingting showed a sweet smile and said: "I hope my police officer He Da can live up to his original aspirations, live a frank life, and be a good man in the world. My favorite hero. So heroes will definitely have tribulations, but heroes will never die. Never say never."

"I'm a boy crying in front of the girl I love. Isn't it very embarrassing and embarrassing?"

"Fool, it hurts girls like this." Tingting hugged me into her arms, and I felt a burst of relief.

Tingting said, "Now, let's bid farewell."

"I don't want, I don't want you to go."

"Where have I gone, I have always been by your side. It's just that you can't see it. Now I want to integrate into your blood and bones. You are me, and I am you."

"But I still can't see you. You're trying to comfort me."

"Fool, close your eyes and feel with your heart, I am your breath."

"I can't bear you, I really can't bear you."

"One day, I will meet you again, and the farewell is just for a better reunion."

Tingting finally kissed me, and she brushed the messy hair on my forehead again and said, "He Hao, love with your heart, instead of me, love this not-so-good world and that person in the future."

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, a passing reader praised me for being particularly Buddhist, and I was very happy for a long time. Although I used to write short stories and a lot of people commented on horoscope analysis, the feeling is not at all different from writing long novels.That kind of long-term loneliness, suddenly a little classmate passing by said a word to you, this kind of happiness is really a long drought and nectar, I originally wanted to rest.Let's take it seriously!