A charming and dangerous character

That year, Song Zhengrong had just entered a police station in a certain district of S City as an intern.

Although he has not yet become a full-fledged police officer, because of his family background and the fact that he caught a thief last year, which was hyped by the media, Song Zhengrong's name was already known by the entire police station before he arrived in person.

And Song Zhengrong did live up to expectations. His performance throughout the internship was truly excellent. In addition to being cautious and hardworking in investigating the case, he also had a fairly accurate intuition for judging the true situation of the case.

In addition, he is upright and humble, and he comes from a police family without any arrogance. Therefore, the police station where he participated in the internship was full of praise from all the people, young and old, from top to bottom.

Everyone thought that Song Zhengrong was a natural fit to be a policeman, and the police made an exception and allowed him to "single-handedly" take charge of many cases.

It can be said that Song Zhengrong was at a very good age when he was young and promising, and his future was boundless.

However, everything that happened afterwards was also a turning point in the fate of everyone, and it happened suddenly in the afternoon that no one expected.

At that time, Song Zhengrong and his teammates happened to return to their hometown D city to handle the materials needed for a certain case, and the D city branch they came to also received a report during that time.

Because the person who came to the police had a loud voice, Song Zhengrong and his companions in the hall could vaguely hear the general reason—like a rape case happened somewhere, but because minors were involved in the case and they reported it People themselves are victims, so the handling process is often troublesome.

Originally, it was fine to listen to such a difficult matter, and naturally it was not their turn to the two foreign policemen to take care of it, but when Song Zhengrong and his companions went out, Song Zhengrong's cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

So, he stretched out his hand to hold his companion: "Wait for me, I'll answer the phone first."

But after seeing the name displayed on the screen, Song Zhengrong couldn't help being a little surprised - because the caller was none other than his father Song Guohua.

Song Guohua had just been promoted to the position of deputy director that year, and it was the time when his career was booming and his affairs were busiest.As a son, Song Zhengrong didn't say anything, but he admired his father very much in his heart, so when he saw his father's call, he answered it immediately even though he was suspicious.

The companion next to him remembered that Song Zhengrong had told him before that he would go to the new district of D City together, saying that he wanted to visit a childhood friend who lived there, and the two had just made an appointment to go to the bus station together.

But soon, the companion found that Song Zhengrong's face suddenly became more dignified, his brows were tightly wrinkled together, and after listening carefully to what the other party said, the expression on his face was almost the same as that of the previous one. Fangzheng's weather, which was pregnant with thunderstorms, was also cloudy and unclear.

The phone call didn't last long. Because he was worried about the heavy rain and felt that Song Zhengrong had no intention of leaving, he asked: "Zhengrong, have you finished the call? We have to hurry up, otherwise we should get off the phone soon." It's raining!"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhengrong shook his head, as if he had forgotten the agreement between the two of them just now: "I'm sorry. I have something to do so I won't go to the new district for now. You can go by yourself. We will take the car back to City S together after we finish our work at night." .”

After he watched his companion's back completely disappear from his field of vision, Song Zhengrong tightly held the phone in his hand again, with a tormented expression of making a difficult decision on his face.

But soon, almost in the next second, he still raised his hand to stop a taxi, and Song Zhengrong neatly announced the name of a hotel after getting in the car.

I saw the scenery on both sides of the road passing away quickly from the reflection of the glass. Even though the car had driven a long way, Song Zhengrong, who was sitting in the back row, could not calm down his true mood at the moment.Because in the phone call just now, his father confessed to him a very important matter——

Just now Song Guohua received an instant news report, saying that a suspect appeared in a certain hotel, but this news was leaked somehow, and the newspaper reporters rushed there frantically after hearing the news, but the person in charge of arresting the criminal The police encountered a small car accident on the way there.

Therefore, after hearing the news, Song Guohua immediately thought of his son who was in City D at this time. He wanted to use this "God's will" accident to create another opportunity for his son to appear in the newspaper as a hero.

Of course, this is not an open and aboveboard way to help justice win, so Song Zhengrong only showed embarrassment when he first heard about it, and his heart was even more entangled.

But in the end, he thought about it and recalled the hope his father and mother placed on him, and decided to temporarily suppress the sense of morality in his heart—he wanted to fight for another chance to be famous for the future for his family and himself.

Fortunately, the place where the suspect showed up was not far from Song Zhengrong, so when he arrived there, there were indeed no police officers other than him at the hotel.

Seeing that the sky that had been brewing for a long time outside began to roll with thunder, and it began to rain heavily in a blink of an eye, and this "timely rain" would definitely buy Song Zhengrong a lot of time—in short, the whole process was like being controlled by that person. The two God's hands hidden behind everyone arranged properly, and everything went smoothly beyond imagination.

When Song Zhengrong was about to go upstairs to arrest criminals according to the room number given by his father, a surge of enthusiasm flooded his whole body in an instant.

This is Song Zhengrong's first single-handed fight against evil forces.He thought that this experience might also become a memory he will never forget in his life.

The elevator went up very fast, and as it approached the hotel room with the half-closed door, Song Zhengrong could only hear his own strong heartbeat in the end.

He stopped and stood at the door of the room, trying to calm down his emotions by taking a deep breath, but his trembling hands still exposed his nervous and excited heart at the moment.

In the end, Song Zhengrong fantasized that he was like the protagonist seen in the TV series, kicking open the half-hidden door and shouting inside: "Don't move! Police!"

However, when the justice-entrusted policeman saw the scene in front of him clearly, the passion that belonged to young people was like a storm, and all the passion was wiped out at the moment when he saw the figure that was so familiar that he could no longer be familiar with it. Douse it clean.

"Uncle Qiu..."

Song Zhengrong was stunned at the door, his eyes filled with unbelievable and unbelievable.

And when the elegant-looking man in the room heard a familiar voice, he didn't seem to have thought about it, and he didn't seem to have reacted. He just hurriedly put on his clothes to cover his half-naked body, even the bridge of his nose. His glasses are tilted to one side without knowing it.

"Zhengrong, listen to me, things are not what you imagined—" Qiu Jian hurried to the door, trying to explain to Song Zhengrong.

But for some reason, his voice suddenly became quieter halfway through his words, and the expression on his face gradually turned into pain.He tried to put his hand above his heart, but as soon as he raised his right hand, his unfastened pants quickly fell from his waist.

"I don't know what's going on." At this moment, Qiu Jian's original demeanor is completely gone, and he looks like the ridiculous and criminal buffoon in the movie with one hand holding his trousers: "But I swear to you, I, I never..."

Song Zhengrong was not distracted by meeting acquaintances.

When he saw Qiu Jian running towards him, he thought at first that he was looking for a chance to escape, so he subconsciously clenched the doorknob and firmly blocked the only exit with his body in a defensive posture.

In the end, when Qiu Jian "plopped" and collapsed on the carpet, he had stretched out his hand at first, waving it in the air as if calling for help, but the anxious and unwilling expression on his face was clearly There are still many things I want to say to Song Zhengrong.

But Song Zhengrong just blocked the door firmly, watched the disheveled Uncle Qiu fall to the ground, and could still hear the voice of the poor girl who was huddled up in the corner crying - but in just a few minutes As long as a century, Song Zhengrong felt as if he was here, but his spirit seemed to have never appeared.

In the end, he didn't hold the hand that asked him for help, and let it fall from mid-air until it fell to the ground.

And at this moment, Song Zhengrong, who was shocked by the farce just now and hadn't recovered from his senses, heard the sound of the shutter being pressed in unison, which should not have appeared here.

It was the group of media who finally arrived.They also saw clearly the embarrassing scene in the house at this time through the gap, and they all wanted to publish this explosive news, so they started to shoot wildly at the two people in the house.

The middle-aged criminal who was paralyzed by a sudden illness on the way to escape, and the young policeman at the door who was brave and scheming to eliminate evil for the people-look, what a shocking crime scene photo this is!

That moment seemed to be frozen forever.

When it was published in the newspaper the next day, even if the matter was discussed in the streets and alleys, no one would carefully investigate the astonishment shown by the young policeman.

Just as the media likes to dig up and even fabricate scandals about celebrities, the general public seems to be more interested in the ugliness of the rich.

Because in their view, rich and ugly - this is synonymous.

It was also since that time that Song Zhengrong never took the initiative to appear in newspapers.

When the time comes to the present, almost ten years have passed since that time, Song Zhengrong has also grown from a rookie policeman to the current deputy director of Song, but that "unforgettable" memory focused by the spotlight still frequently appears in him. In his dream, the experience of seeing Qiu Jian fall to the ground seemed to be an irreparable rift in his heart.

Therefore, when Song Zhengrong received the "Eleventh Two" and learned that the suspect might be Qiu Chuyi, the first thought that came to his mind was: Is Xiaoyi's current change related to me?

Moreover, once this idea appeared, it would linger in his mind.

Song Zhengrong couldn't tell what he would do if he saw that childhood friend again, and he couldn't tell what kind of complicated feelings he had for Qiu Chuyi at the moment.

Disappointment maybe?Or shock and anger?Perhaps, intertwined with it is the guilt he has wanted to express to him for many years?

Song Zhengrong also asked himself that he couldn't face that childhood friend with the mentality of a normal person—just like the last time in Anle Community, when Song Zhengrong felt as if he was very close to that childhood friend, he But no matter what, he couldn't muster up the courage to continue tracking.

He had no choice but to persuade himself in his heart: just take it as atonement for what that "villain" did ten years ago.

The memories of the past come to an abrupt end here, and the picture returns to the present again.

At this time, Song Zhengrong had already walked into the special ward.

He sat on a chair next to Qiu Jian, his whole body relaxed like every time, without any other movements or words, just staring at the air and the motionless man on the bed in a daze.

But because he has been quite busy recently, Song Zhengrong just sat down for a while and fell asleep accidentally.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up from the dream, opened his eyes and looked blankly at the familiar and cold environment around him. Qiu Jian was still lying on the bed in that position, and the instruments that symbolized the signs of life were also beating slowly. .

Song Zhengrong looked out at the corridor again, and could clearly feel that the lights above his head had dimmed a lot—it should be almost the end of the visit.

Only then did he pick up the cold dumplings on the side table, and stuffed them one by one into his mouth.However, after chewing for a long time, he couldn't taste what the reunion brought by the winter solstice was like.

Then, listening to the quiet sound of falling snow outside the window, he whispered to the man lying on the hospital bed: "Happy Winter Solstice, Uncle Qiu."

But what he really thought was——

I am sorry.

Because Song Zhengrong still doesn't know whether what he did back then was right or wrong.