Zhou Lin

Chapter 65 BIG DAY

"Today_is_the_day."

At least four people have said this to me today, and even the tone of voice when they said it was very similar.

If you like old Hollywood movies, you will find that in most of the movies that feature "tough guys" and "gunfights", there will be a person... who will board before embarking on a dangerous mission. With a sullen face, frowning, and a constipated, ritualistic demeanor, he said this line to his teammates.

And in the next half hour, the person who said this line will most likely die...

Similar words include - "I will quit after I finish this job", "We will get married after I finish this job", "Look, these are photos of my wife and children. After I finish this job, I will invite you to come "My family will eat", "How are you going to spend your money when you get rich? I want to open my own car repair shop" and so on.

Although this is all a movie routine, a foreshadowing technique used by the director to make the audience feel sorry for the character's death and enhance the impact of the plot, in my opinion, it also has certain reference significance.

You can summarize some rules from these lines - before you do something big and risky, don't pay too much attention to it. On the contrary, paying too much attention will make you nervous, tired, shrink from the battle, and perform abnormally; but Don’t think about what will happen before things are done, as that will distract you, reduce your ability to execute, and increase the probability of failure.

A normal mind is the most important thing.

What we Longjun people are best at is this, the golden mean.

In everything, we must pay attention to the point and stop it, and do not go too far.

Take bank robbery as an example. The experience of countless predecessors tells us that the problem with a failed robbery often lies in a guy with too much adrenaline secretion.

If there is a player on your team who is "an alcoholic, addicted to drugs, has a very loud voice, is hysterical, and always feels that his poor self-control means that he is a pure man", then you'd better hurry up Let him go away, because in 99% of the cases, this kind of person will do bad things... Of course, if that person is named Trevor_Philips, then you just treat him as the 1% exception.

However, the group of teammates I led today... were not "Old Cui", but a bunch of idiots.

To be honest, as soon as I met these guys, I regretted taking this deal, but there are rules in the industry. I had already accepted the job and got the deposit, so I had no choice but to go ahead and do it.

By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet... My name is Yan Wushang, a person with advanced abilities. My occupation is "collecting money and doing things", and I am known as "Postman".

I personally don’t like this nickname very much, just like I don’t like the old movie of the same name (this refers to the 1997 movie "The_Postman" directed and starred by Kevin Costner); many people think this movie is pretty good, But in my opinion, this is just a narcissist reusing the same routine he used in "Waterworld", and making it more procrastinating and boring.

If I were to choose, I would rather have a nickname like "Old Driver", even if there is any misunderstanding, I don't care.

Apart from my false reputation on Tao'er, there's actually nothing much to say about me as a person.

I am very normal.

Once upon a time, I also wanted to be a good person, have a serious job, start a small family, and live a life where my wife and children were on the hot bed.

Unfortunately... I'm out of luck.

Remember, when a man like me tells you that he is "bad luck", don't take it literally; in fact, these four words contain one part helplessness and nine parts concern for the current situation of society. Accusation, it's just hard to put into words and I can't tell you, so that's why I say this... It would be best if you can read something from my melancholy eyes. If you can't, forget it, it doesn't matter.

As for my job, the main content is to take various "orders" to complete tasks that law enforcement agencies don't care about or don't allow.

I'll take the kidnapping job, and I'll take the hostage rescue job.

I do the robbing work, and I also do the retrieving work.

I'm good at assassination, and I'm good at protecting targets.

I don’t have my own team, and I don’t want to join any fixed team. I team up with new teammates for every mission.

Of course, after hanging out for a long time, you will always meet some familiar faces; but in this industry, there will not be any deep friendships between colleagues, because no one knows which day they will die or fail. Become enemies with each other.

The biggest advantage of a "lone ranger" like me is that it is easy to travel. Once the situation becomes uncontrollable, I will leave the mission and teammates without any psychological burden. The most important thing is to save my own life.

For example, today, I feel that this advantage of mine will probably have room to be used.

Thinking back...the employer of this self-proclaimed "Tobacco Club" is very suspicious. I had never heard of this organization before, and they were obviously generous, but they gave it to a group of very amateur teammates of mine.

Now I can only pray that this is just an embarrassing accident and not some carefully planned "trap"...

…………

Today is a day worth remembering.

Counting today, I haven't had an "attack" in 300 days.

It seems that the "emotion management" course I taught myself really works.

In the past three hundred days, whether I was bullied, beaten, insulted, or abused... I have endured all kinds of physical and psychological pressures, and I have never had an "attack". This was unimaginable in the past. of.

I think I'm ready.

Tonight, there will be a total lunar eclipse.

On this night with the red moon in the sky, if I can restrain myself, then I can prove to "them" that I can do what they can do.

I just hope... that nothing unexpected happens.

…………

Today is a bad day.

Just like every day I've lived over the past few years.

If there is a God in this world, then I must be a sinner who was born cursed by Him.

I was born into a family of police officers. My father, mother, and second uncle are all federal police officers. Since I was a child, I have been taught to "dedicate oneself to justice" and to be "just" and "worthy of one's own conscience." , to "protect the weak" and to... "be a hero".

I did as they asked...

I think that's why... I'm now being held in a makeshift holding cell, awaiting interrogation.

There is a saying that "good people are not rewarded well", and I am one of the witnesses of this statement.

When I was young, my father was shot dead in an alley by his partner because he refused to accept illegal money. The person who took over the case, or rather... everyone in his police district, was the same as his partner. , all taking money from the same big boss.

The progress of the case speaks for itself.

My mother is a tenacious woman, and of course she did not accept the bullshit "investigation results". She chose to fight.

So, a few months later, she died in a "traffic accident."

At that time, I was still young, my eldest brother was in the police academy, and my second brother was still in middle school. For us... my second uncle compromised.

My second uncle used our parents' deaths as a bargaining chip to get a large sum of money from unknown sources, and saved my eldest brother from the fate of being developed into an undercover agent in the police academy.

After that, my second uncle quit his job as a police officer, gave up his large pension, and found a job as a doorman in an office building. He used the money he received to support the lives of the three brothers and also I sent my second brother to college, but I was still living very hard. I was almost forty and still hadn’t gotten married.

The eldest brother later successfully became a police officer, while the second brother went to study law and became a lawyer.

I understand what they are thinking. They all want to seek justice in their own way and one day... avenge their parents.

And this day came earlier than I imagined, but in a form I didn't expect.

The eldest brother and the second brother secretly investigated the old case of their parents in their respective fields. After all, they attracted the attention of the dirty police and gangsters involved in the case, and they began to receive death threats and substantive attacks.

But they are not the kind of people to give up...

As a result, the second brother was killed by a car bomb in the parking lot outside the court not long after.

On the same day, a fire broke out in the second brother's law firm, and all the evidence he had collected over the years was burned to the ground.

Two days later, my second uncle and eldest brother gave me a forged citizen ID and put me on a flight to a foreign country.

I only found out after watching the news that after sending me away, the two of them went to kill many people, from the federal police station to the gang's lair, and finally died in a gun battle.

I understand their choice. This is a choice made out of despair and anger after understanding that "revenge is impossible through the system."

Although the incident between the second uncle and the eldest brother caused a big fuss, it did not cause any negative social impact in the end, because the officially announced plot was "The gang raided the federal police station, and the police launched a heroic counterattack and finally won a big victory." "Victory"; the general public had no way of verifying whether this rhetoric was true, and coupled with various guidance from the mainstream media, this became a heroic deed that could be celebrated.

And I, perhaps should be thankful that as one of the very few people who know the truth, no one came to silence me.

After that, I became a homeless person - homeless, with no legal status, just one false identity after another, and one temporary job after another without any labor protection.

Maybe fate played a trick on me. Years after my family members died, a superpower awakened in me - the ability to turn back time.

However, this ability has many limitations and costs. No matter how much I want to, I can't go back to a day where I can reunite with my family...

But it doesn't matter, at least, I can still be what my family expects - to be a hero.

Even if what I do will not be understood or appreciated by others, or even misunderstood, hated and hunted for it, I will persevere.

Yes, this life sucks, but what can I say but blame myself for "bad luck".

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