My Bad Luck Was Broadcast Live

If you really need someone to be tortured and sent to death, thinking that everyone is delaying time.

Then, Zhang He hopes that that person is himself.

Even if he is aloof, he is the director of the Langcheng Public Anger Bureau.

And the person he is about to replace may be just a small police officer at a dispatch station that is far inferior to him.

"Director, don't!!!"

The other police officers around the dispatch bureau panicked.

But Zhang He is still moving forward step by step.

Until, there are still ten steps from the dispatch station.

He stopped.

His hands began to tremble.

He suddenly found that he couldn't move.

After swallowing, Zhang He tried to move on.

However, he couldn't walk anymore, and his legs began to be unable to move because of fear.

"I...Is this scared?"

Seeing his trembling hand, Zhang He was stunned.

Then, he suddenly thought of the conversation he had with his brother when he was a child.

"Brother, why are you doing a police check?"

"Because I want, no one dare to provoke me, want to make a lot of money, want to be in power, how about you?"

"I want to help others, I... I want to save people!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Brother! What are you laughing at!"

"I didn't laugh at anything, I didn't laugh at anything, um, just... Xiaohe, you are still young, when you grow up, you won't have such naive and cute thoughts!"

Recalling the moments of the past, I look at my trembling hands now.

Zhang He couldn't help laughing.

"Obviously you said I was naive at the beginning."

"How come, two years ago, in order to save people, you were the one who took the bullet from the criminals regardless of your body?"

"Obviously, it was I who said that I wanted to save and help people, and would rather sacrifice myself."

"How come I uttered a big talk, but when I was about to approach the criminal, I was the one who hesitated and trembled and couldn't walk?"

A tear ran across Zhang He's face, and Zhang He smiled more and more happily.

He thought of the ordinary and great people he had encountered in his life.

In fact, since ancient times, Yangyang China has not lacked self-sacrificing police.

Almost every police investigator who has just hired has a heart for self-sacrifice.

Zhang He believes that not only him, but most police investigators, at the moment they become police investigators, can proudly and firmly say the phrase "I can die to save people."

But... after that?

One year, two years, three years... What's next?

The deadly enemy of the soul is the erosion of time.

Time will pierce the ornaments on the surface of youth, dig deep and shallow grooves in the beauty's forehead; it will eat rare treasures! Naturally beautiful, nothing can escape his sweeping sickle.

Everyone understands that the initial call out "I can die to save people" is more because newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

There is no shortage of police officers who initially shouted "I can die to save people."

In this world, there is only a lack of time-honed, secular temptation, and finally, you can raise your head again, no matter the tone, and say again, "I can die to save people".

Self-sacrifice is a very complicated four word.

If you simply analyze it, it will be easy.

But if you analyze deeply and immerse yourself in time, then you will find that he is complicated and terrifying.

The surrounding is too noisy, the more you will fail to understand these four words!

The more time passes, the less you have time to read these four words!

The more temptations there are, the less you want to read these four words!

Even, most police investigations will go through the years, and eventually, they will slowly forget these four words.

Under the erosion of status, family, and wealth, Zhang He slowly forgot these four words.

He is now the director of the Langcheng Public Announcement Bureau.

No one dares to bully him now, and now he can make a lot of money and hold a lot of power.

He did everything his brother wanted to do.

However, he is no longer himself.

It turns out that, under the bell of time, the four words of self-sacrifice are not called self-sacrifice for the police.

"He called not forgetting his original intention..."

Zhang He slowly lowered his hand.

Subsequently.

He took another step.

He turned to look at the police officers behind him.

He nodded slightly.

In a daze, all the policemen seemed to see Zhang He turned into a seven or eight-year-old child.

After that, his steps became extremely firm, and every step was extremely powerful.

"Don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid."

"I."

"Chinese People's Police Investigation."

"Zhang He."

"I'm here to save you."

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