Police Chen Shu

In the hotel, the room was dark with the lights off.

Chen Shu lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head, unable to sleep.

"Chen Da, are you willing to accept the organization's mission?"

Xiao Wang had already left, but the last words he left kept echoing in the room and in Chen Shu's mind, as if waiting for some kind of fateful response.

Chen Shu always felt that he was just an ordinary person.

From the first day he entered the police academy to take the physical fitness test, he squeezed on the track with many high school students: one thousand meters, shot put and pull-ups, his scores were just above average.

After graduation, he joined the work, and he neither passed the high-ranking public security department like a sky, nor entered the government unit in the place of origin by selection, but just followed the crowd to join the special police rotation training.

As soon as the rotation training was over, he was sent to the police station. Although he won the first place in the city's case-handling expert several years later, it was basically some petty thefts.

Then he was transferred to the special police brigade as deputy captain, daily street patrols and physical training, occasionally assisting in gambling and anti-prostitution, which was more like a life of idleness than a police station.

Very ordinary.

However, Chen Shu always felt that there was a hand on his back, pushing him forward, pushing and pushing, pushing him beyond the normal range.

Especially when he occasionally had dinner with classmates and friends in his spare time, Chen Shu drank and listened to their conversations about football and basketball, his wife nagging about the children's studies, someone's bright future, someone's dead end, etc.

He found that he couldn't fit in.

Whether it was the embarrassment of the national football team and the balancer of the country's prosperity, or the children doing homework in a mess, or even the gossip of the same industry, Chen Shu couldn't empathize with them.

Amid the laughter of everyone at the table, he couldn't laugh for some reason, so he could only shake his head slightly and drink the wine in his hand.

In this way, during busy working days, during the entertainment time of toasting and reveling, and even lying flat on the bed after getting drunk, Chen Shu's mind constantly reflects on past experiences.

Unlike the glorious description in the archive materials.

For example, the murderer in the hostage-taking case at the train station, who was arrested and died of serious injuries, is often active in Chen Shu's mind.

His clothes are tattered, his face is distorted, and he only stares at Chen Shu with his empty eyes, muttering about the injustice of the world.

Another example is the lonely old man who gave up the only seat for the grandfather and grandson in the high-speed train accident, but ended up losing his grandson.

Every time the old man appears and leaves, although there is no sound, Chen Shu will feel a deep sadness imprinted in his heart, which is lingering.

Another example is the thugs in Nanjiang who were killed in the cave by several grenades thrown by Chen Shu.

They lined up and walked in front of Chen Shu. Shadows were crawling everywhere in the room, sometimes turning into blurred figures, with missing arms and legs, and distorted and incomplete outlines.

"Have you forgotten? As long as we surrender, you promised to let us go."

The ghost stretched out his hand, with ice on his fingertips, and poked Chen Shu's heart, and then burst into a sharp howl.

"Because of you, we will never be able to rest in peace!"

The ghost retreated like a tide.

"Hey, Brother Shu." Xiaoqiang, the community coordinator of Zhongshan Institute, greeted him cheerfully as before, "I come to the security team to help, do you mind?"

Turning around, I don't know when, Xiaoqiang has put on the formal police uniform, with a gun on his shoulder. While carefully touching the gun in his hand, he laughed with high spirits.

"What are you thinking about? What are you afraid of? This is not the way our wise and powerful Chen Da should behave." Xu Mingliang, the bomb disposal expert, crossed his arms, raised his chin towards Chen Shu, and comforted him, "I'm actually doing well here, at least everyone is here."

Needless to say, the recognized big brother in the team, brought three good brothers who are also police officers, to see Chen Shu's joke.

"Chen Shu! You are a policeman! So, how can you say such irresponsible words so confidently!"

Zhang Yang, staring at her angry big eyes, looks very beautiful.

Sometimes, Chen Shu actually envied Zhang Yang's character. Once she was determined to do something, she would rush forward without hesitation or weighing.

Even though she was already a popular female host of a prefecture-level TV station, even though she was already a slightly famous local self-media internet celebrity.

She is beautiful, opinionated, and has a decent job.

But when someone asked her for help, she would always rush out without hesitation.

Just like this time, even though northern Myanmar had fallen once before and Zhang Yang had experienced the scary and horrifying scene, she still went.

Is this stupidity or faith?

Then, what about the faith of the police.

"Ah."

With a sigh, the room fell silent again.

Chen Shu raised his right hand, raised it in front of his eyes, and looked at his unclear hand in the dark.

He knew that after experiencing so many things, he was no longer the same as ordinary people, or even those policemen.

The blood debt on his hands made him unable to escape or hide.

The darkness in the room became thicker, almost suffocating, and also made people almost fall into it and get lost.

When Chen Shu opened his eyes, the sky was slightly white, and the morning light sprinkled into the hotel room through the gap in the curtains, bringing a little pale warmth.

But the shadow in his heart still could not be dispelled.

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The next room.

Zhu Yiba was sitting on a chair, with a mobile phone on the table facing him.

The screen of the mobile phone was black with nothing on it, but Zhu Yiba just stared at the screen blankly.

Stared all night.

Yesterday, my father's bodyguard, Brother Lin, flew all the way from the capital.

The purpose is just one, to prevent Zhu Yiba from going to northern Myanmar.

"Brother Lin, you have also been a soldier. If you can endure this situation, am I still a fucking human being?"

"Even if the old man is standing here now! He can't stop me!"

"Fuck it! No one can stop it!"

At first, Zhu Yiba was very excited, as expected.

He took a sudden step forward and pressed firmly against the opponent, the fire in his eyes getting hotter.

But Brother Lin remained completely motionless, standing straight in front of Zhu Yiba. His only movement was to shake his head. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. From a military family, there aren't that many details.

Zhu Yiba knew the character of Brother Lin. If he didn't nod, Zhu Yiba wouldn't be able to go anywhere, so don't even think about it.

At the end, Zhu Yiba's voice was choked with sobs, and he begged: "Brother Lin, I have already been a deserter once. If I continue to run away, I will be finished for the rest of my life."

"No, this is an order." Brother Lin said coldly, his tone was firm and low, without any unnecessary explanation, "Pack your luggage, I will pick you up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Xiao Zhu, you have been willful for a long time, it's time to go home ”

After that, Brother Lin turned around and left.

Time passed quietly and it was daybreak.

Snap.

"Haha, as I am, must it be right?"

Zhu Yiba slammed the table and stood up.

He raised his hands and wiped his cheeks hard twice. His eyes widened, he puffed up his chest, opened the door, and walked out.

Click.

The door next to it was opened at the same time.

Chen Shu and Zhu Yiba walked out of their rooms one after another and came to the common corridor. They looked at each other and smiled calmly.

The gears of fate begin to turn slowly, and every struggle and choice affects the future of them and the people around them.