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The dangerous things he said naturally refer to my work, most likely, my elder brother's sensationalism and the previous several incidents of revenge against me and my family.

but--

"Little fool, this is Dad's job. If no one is a policeman, you will be robbed by traffickers when you go out. How can you see Dad?"

"But--"

"Don't worry, Dad's life is at stake. However, even if Dad leaves, won't there still be two uncles and grandparents? They like Tian Yu so much, Tian Yu will be happy."

"No, Dad, you can't go," my son almost collapsed when he heard me say this, he put his arms around my neck and cried desperately, "Tian Yu doesn't want anyone, Tian Yu only wants Dad, and when Dad leaves, Tian Yu will be Orphaned. Daddy, can you stay with me? I'm so scared..."

My son's words made me feel sour.

I know that I, a person who wants to die, should not give him too much care, because it will cause him great harm when I die.I usually use the excuse of being busy with work to minimize contact with him, try to get him closer to my elder brother and second brother, and try to let him blend in with friends like Zong Tianming, Zong Tianyao and Wenwen.

However, I seem to be failing.

This kid, for some reason, is extremely insecure, he doesn't get close to anyone but me, he gets close to me whenever he gets a chance, he has to share a bed with me whenever I spend the night at home, and once I get back on my rotation If you don’t come home, you will be late and leave early and don’t want to go to school.Every time I see me leave the house to go to work, I have to stage a life and death farewell.

My parents said that when I was not at home, the child was always so quiet that he was almost unnoticeable.Moreover, even my second brother, who is very nervous, can feel his fragility and sadness. He always persuades me to spend more time with my children.

I picked him up and went home. My parents, who rushed back from school, saw their good grandson sitting on my lap intact, and scolded me again.

My parents were never willing to say harsh things about me before, but since having this little guy, my status has dropped rapidly.

I was very helpless: "Didn't I tell you to keep it a secret? Why did you tell him again?"

My parents looked at each other and said that they didn't tell Tianyu that I was coming back.

Tianyu heard this, and was very upset that we tried to hide it from him, so he sold Zong Tianyao with a small mouth.

When I heard that it was Zong Tianyao's big mouth again, I couldn't help my veins popping up. When he came back from school, I caught him and gave him a good beating.

Zong Tianyao is already ten years old, in the second grade of primary school, dragging his two sore and limp legs, he threw himself into Tian Yu's arms with a mournful face, accusing his father of his inhumanity.

I grabbed Zong Tianyao by the back collar, pulled him out of Tianyu's arms, and asked him faintly with a smile: "How is it? Have you taught yourself a lesson this time?"

Zong Tianyao has completely transformed from the shy little boy when we first met, into a rough-skinned and thick-skinned demon king who can't be frightened—commonly known as, he looks crooked.

At such a young age, he actually put on an indescribable expression, imitating my father's earnest expression and said with emotion: "Uncle Da Cong, you are so fierce, how can my second uncle bear it in the future?"

After speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said something that shouldn't be said, jumped up suddenly, and ran out.

Since six years ago, my family has reached a tacit agreement - never mention Zong Xian in front of me, even a word related to him.

Because every time I mention him, I will sleepwalk at night, and then I will scar myself and scare my son to sleep.

So in the past six years, no one has ever mentioned him in any form in front of me, and I haven't paid attention to his news, and I don't even know whether he is dead or alive now.

However, just because I don't pay attention, doesn't mean my family doesn't pay attention, especially Zong Tianming and Zong Tianyao still bear the surname of the Zong family.Although Zong Tianming wanted to sever ties with his father in a fit of anger, they were still children after all. After a long time, they couldn't help but start to miss home, so every summer when they were on vacation, they would go back to stay for a few days - although every time they came back from Zong's house Afterwards, both children would accuse their parents of being cruel.

Now when I suddenly heard Zong Tianyao talking about his second uncle, I was stunned for a moment, unable to realize who he was talking about.

When I realized that his second uncle was Zong Xian, my heart suddenly twitched.

Zong Tianyao had already run away, the lively atmosphere in the living room suddenly dropped to freezing point, my parents and Tian Yu watched me carefully, not daring to vent their anger.

Tianyu sat on my lap, I couldn't leave him to catch Zong Tianyao back, so I turned my attention to Zong Tianming who had been cutting watermelons for everyone.

Zong Tianming's innate stubbornness made him look calmer than others, but he didn't dare to look me in the eyes, and fiddled with the watermelon seeds stuck to the fruit knife, with a guilty expression on his face.

"Tianming? What's going on?" Zong Tianyao would subconsciously bring up Zong Xian and I in such a close relationship. He must be hiding something from me.

Zong Tianming struggled for a while, put the fruit knife on the table, took a deep breath, and revealed the secret he had buried in his heart for six years: "Uncle Da Cong, six years ago, I didn't push the second uncle down the mountain, it was him I jumped off by myself."

"What?!" I was short of breath and stood up abruptly, Tian Yu was almost thrown out by me.

I was stunned for a moment, six years of criminal police experience immediately let me smell something unusual.I quickly sorted out what happened six years ago, and I came to a conclusion that shocked me.

"Looking at it the other way around, for example, the truth is that Tianming didn't push the sect..."

Zong Jian gave me a hint at that time, a hint of Zong Xian's plan!

In fact, I should have thought of it earlier, but I was blinded by emotions at the time, and now as a bystander, this situation is so obvious.

I dare not think about it any further, let alone delve into it. At this moment, I would rather Zong Xian really betray me.

While cursing Zong Xian's two hundred and five in my heart, I tried to calm myself down and actively looked for countermeasures.

I struggled for a long time before I said coldly: "Tianming, do you know what you are talking about?"

Zong Tianming nodded firmly, but broke out in a cold sweat in the 25-degree air-conditioned room: "Six years ago, we had no chance of winning against the Yan family, so we can only gather the strength of the whole family to defeat it, second uncle In order not to form a real marriage with Yan Qingyao, I made this bad plan, that time... my parents and I were acting."

"So from the very beginning, you excluded me from the power of the family?" I held on to the non-essential point of his words with a deadpan expression.

Zong Tianming shuddered suddenly, and looked at me in surprise, neither denying nor admitting.

I smiled knowingly: "Since you didn't treat me as a family from the beginning, then we have nothing to do with you now. Tianming, you and your brother have successfully completed the task and can go home."

"No, Uncle Da Cong, it's not what you think!" Seeing that I wanted to drive him away, Zong Tianming hurriedly explained, "It's not that we want to exclude you, it's that we are afraid that you will be in danger, Second Uncle is worried about you, I didn't tell you!"

"Afraid that I will be in danger?" I sneered, "In your opinion, am I not as good as a child? Since you were ordered by Zong Xian to cooperate with him in a play, Zong Tianyao must have ruined it." It’s not a coincidence that Yan Cong’an’s brake is on, right? There are also Yan Qingchen and Yan Qingfeng, they died too strangely, could it be Zong Xian’s hand too? You should go back and tell Zong Xian to let him go immediately Stay away, those members of the Yan family are in the army, maybe I will investigate this 'serial murder case' when I am happy, convict him of treason, and get promoted and raise his salary."

Zong Tianming stared at me dumbfounded, not knowing if I was joking or serious.

I think my meaning is clear enough. If Zong Xian is still clear-headed, he should immediately go abroad to avoid disaster, and never let me see him again.

"Tell Zong Xian, I'm not a flower in a greenhouse!"

I put down a word and drove three kilometers angrily to the military area where I used to go to fight.

Major General Zhou received me in person. He didn't frown and nag me when he saw me like before. Instead, he congratulated me on my promotion and introduced someone to me.

When the heroic female soldier walked in, I immediately understood what he was going to do.

"I don't hit women." I frowned, deliberately distorting his meaning.

He glanced at me narrowly: "You are too old, don't fight and kill all the time."

"My son doesn't need a stepmother." I gave him a look, stood up and went to fuck his group of soldiers.

The woman stood in front of me forcefully, I frowned and glanced up at her.

It wasn't Yan Qingyao.

But Yan Qingyao's style makes me very unhappy.

"Chief, I have admired you for a long time, please give me a chance to learn from each other."

I was a little annoyed. I was worried about Major General Zhou's face and didn't want to embarrass her too much, but I didn't expect this woman to be so thick-skinned. I stared at her coldly and said word by word: "I don't like women, especially tough women. woman."

The female soldier's face was a bit ashamed, but she still insisted on fighting with me. I didn't bother to argue with her any longer, so I pulled out my gun and said to her, "Go to the shooting range."

"But……"

She glanced at Major General Zhou hesitantly, and Major General Zhou immediately gave her a wink: "Why are you still standing there? Comparing to what? Go!"

The four battalions who were performing an after-dinner song on the shooting range saw me walking in with a gun, and collectively lost tune.

They didn't care about the song they sang so horrible, or what kind of punishment they would receive for breaking discipline, and retreated more than ten meters in unison.

Seeing that I didn't pay attention to them, I couldn't help whispering again.

Battalion Commander Xiao, who was often caught by me to practice, ran up to me quickly, and said hello to me.

I waved to him, signaled him to wait a moment, and then said to the female soldier following up: "You beat my marksmanship, and I will compete with you."

The female soldier's eyes lit up, she stood outside the line confidently, aimed at the target 50 meters away and fired five shots.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers who had retreated more than ten meters immediately surrounded them enthusiastically, and the soldier who had already done something good reported the results of the female soldier: 2 rounds for the tenth ring, 1 round for the ninth ring, and 2 rounds for the eighth ring. .

This result is already considered good in this small military region with only 2 people, but none of the more than 1000 people who watched her applauded her, and they were even a little bit uninterested.

Her intuition was a little wrong, but she still bit the bullet and said to me: "Chief, it's your turn."