He entered the Yanjing Police University. On the day of his graduation, a group of energetic young people climbed to the top of the tallest building.

They are in their prime;

The scholar is full of vigor and is full of ambition.

They pointed out the world, wrote inspiring words, and freely expressed their ambitions.

Determination was revealed on their young faces. They didn't know that their choice was the first step in an endless struggle against darkness.

They will have to face violent drug dealers for the rest of their lives and walk on the edge of a knife.

Some of them go to the border areas to work!"

Some of them were transferred to international drug control organizations,

Someone asked them if they were afraid?

They answered loudly: We are not afraid. If we were afraid, I would not have chosen to study drug control!

They said: There is not a single coward in our anti-drug profession!

When they looked at him,

He didn't say anything. Some people looked at him with disappointment, while others thought Chen Fan was a coward.

later,

Not many people contact Chen Fan anymore.

But they don't know,

That day, the world lost a young man in his prime, but gained a gray man walking into the darkness.

That day,

The police signal that had been silent for many years was restarted.

In the end, he went to his parents and embarked on the road of no return that countless people have taken.

More than ten years have passed in a flash.

His life is like a bowl of water, a bowl of water that is more bitter than Coptis chinensis...

On the third day of Chen Qiangjun's memorial service,

Chen Fan finally reappeared. Lift the coffin!

The coffin was made of the finest and most precious wood, and was very heavy, weighing over eight hundred kilograms.

There were twelve pallbearers in total, with Seba and Luosha standing in the first row.

Black Emperor and Black Bear are the coffin bearers.

Chen Fan walked in front holding the token.

In the back,

A group of big drug lords from all over the world followed behind.

The funeral did not end until more than three hours later.

night,

Chen Fan sat alone on a chair in the room.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Major General!"

Seba walked in.

"Seba, what's going on?"

"Major General, here are some things the general left for you,"

Seba handed Chen Fan a file bag. Chen Fan opened the file bag and found two envelopes inside.

There is also a USB flash drive.

Chen Fan picked up the two envelopes and took a look at them, then handed one to Seba. Seba was stunned for a moment.

"This is for you..."

When Chen Fan spoke, Seba's eyes instantly turned red.

He took the envelope tremblingly, then retreated respectfully.

Only then did Chen Fan open his own letter.

"Xiao Fan, when you see the letter, Daddy is gone. Daddy can't persuade you not to be sad or upset... because Daddy knows that's useless..."

"But Dad still hopes you'll be stronger... A man should never shed tears, even if he bleeds."

"The most important thing is that Dad is gone... Even if you are sad, Dad can no longer comfort you... If you cry, Dad can no longer wipe your tears...

Daddy is sorry for leaving you alone for more than ten years. Now I just came back to you, but now I am gone forever."

"Dad doesn't want to leave you, and Dad wants to be with you all the time, but there are some things that Dad has to do."

“.........”

Seeing this, Chen Fan's tears burst out again, and he couldn't stop flowing out.

Tears fell like rain.

He raised his hand and frantically wiped the tears from his face.

He seemed to see Chen Qiangjun's figure appear beside him.

He just looked at him, smiling, his eyes still so warm, bright, and determined.

He looked at him with a vicissitudes of life, and his hoarse and deep voice rang out: "Xiao Fan, why are you crying?"

"A man should shed blood, not tears!"

Chen Fan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

The figure seemed to know what Chen Fan wanted to say. He looked at his child, who also had gray hair, and said, "Child..."

He stretched out his hand, wanting to gently touch Chen Fan's hair.

But when it was about to be enchanted,

The figure quietly turned into white light and dissipated...

After a long time, Chen Fan wiped away his tears.

He lowered his head and continued reading. Chen Qiangjun said a lot. Finally, Chen Qiangjun said that from now on, he should treat Seba as his own brother. He was also a miserable child.

Soon, Chen Fan read the end of the letter: "Child...don't think about revenge for me and your mother. If you are not completely sure, you will stay in the Black Triangle for the rest of your life and be the leader of your Kunsa Group...don't go back..."

"For over forty years, I have been battling the mastermind behind this. I thought I was slowly getting to the truth, but when I peeled back the curtain on the so-called truth, I realized that what I had touched was only the tip of the iceberg...

The mastermind behind this is so powerful that it's suffocating... The more I know, the more desperate I become... This is no longer something that you or I can solve alone.

Unless one day, the mastermind behind this can be exposed to the public, and the power of millions of people can be mobilized, there will be a glimmer of hope for victory..."

Chen Fan put down the letter.

Then I picked up the USB drive again,

There are two folders in the USB drive, which contain many backup plans left by Chen Qiangjun. However, with the complete destruction of the Chachai Group and Wang Jun's betrayal, these backup plans are no longer useful.

He opened the second file, and the first photo he saw made Chen Fan's eyes red.

This is a photo taken several decades ago. She is wearing bell-bottom jeans, a printed shirt, trendy leather shoes, and her hair is permed into the most popular big waves at the time, the same style as Wen Bixia's.

Chu Xuan's delicate and amazing face,

Finally, Chen Fan understood.

Why was he able to charm Bai Luo?

"mom!"

Chen Fan couldn't help but yelled softly. This was the photo of Chen Fan's mother when she was young.

The second one is still a photo of Chu Xuan.

But the style is completely different.

She was wearing a neat police uniform, had sleek short hair, and a beautiful face with a pair of big eyes that held a hint of murderous intent.

So heroic!

Women are as good as men.

There were hundreds of photos in a row, all of which were photos of Chu Xuan. The next hundred or so were photos of Chu Xuan and Chen Qiangjun working together. Chen Fan kept flipping through the folder until he found a photo of himself at the very end.

Chen Fan: “???”

Chen Fan was stunned for a few seconds, silently closed the folder, and suddenly felt... not so sad. What's going on?