I have heard that the Tsuen Wan Police Station is desolate and many people say that some people transferred to the Tsuen Wan Police Station are to "guard the reservoir".

It happens that there is a reservoir next to the Tsuen Wan Police Station. It is not like what is said in "Police Story" by Fang Long, where you will step on cow feces when you leave the police station. The reports received all day are about someone's cow being lost or someone's couple quarreling.

But it is quiet enough. There is no noise, no traffic, no high-rise buildings, no lights and wine for the international crowds, but it is also a place where villagers come and go and there is a breath of life.

This place is farther than Kwai Chung. It is only a little finger away on the map, but it is as far away as the ends of the earth for Hong Kong people. Many people in Central have never been to this remote place in their lives.

Walking into the newly built police station, Jiayi imagined the loneliness when Xu Shaowei came here.

After chatting with the operator of the police station and Xu Shaowei's former leader, Jiayi walked around when she left.

Xu Shaowei had lost contact with the old people in Tsuen Wan Police Station, even though he had not been away for too long. To him, it seemed that all the past was just a cloud of smoke. He had no old friends and did not linger on the past. He walked forward and everything behind him could be easily shaken off.

Jiayi lied to the police officers in Tsuen Wan Police Station, saying that she was just going to conduct a secret file investigation on Xu Shaowei. Internal investigations have always been used to promote people. These old colleagues of Xu Shaowei thought he had made a name for himself.

It was often reported in the newspapers that the Serious Crime Unit B had solved another case, and Xu Shaowei was in this unit. Everyone had also seen the tall and straight young man in the background of the photo in the newspaper.

It seemed to have really confirmed their guess.

Jiayi did not say anything, just smiled and left.

They said that Xu Shaowei worked very hard. He dared to do things that others did not dare to do, and he did things that others did not like to do. He just rarely participated in the activities of his colleagues after work. He was not interested in drinking or dining together. His free time seemed to be spent on going to the pier or the cemetery to watch the sea, just a little north of the Rambler Strait.

Jiayi followed the footsteps of Xu Shaowei, walked across the bay, looked at the strait, and looked at the Tsing Yi District on the other side of the strait - it was actually a small island, not bordering the New Territories South and West Kowloon.

Sitting on the pier, Jiayi thought that Xu Shaowei might not have thought that many years later he would kill two people and abandon them to the south of the Strait of Dunbar, which he was looking at from afar. But maybe it was because he was familiar with this coastline and understood the strait and the pier there that he dumped the bodies there?

What people do is always related to their lives. As long as you are willing to check, there are clues everywhere.

When the sea breeze blows, it will blow up her short hair. It is probably because there is Tsing Yi Island blocking it, so the wind is very gentle, like a lover's hand.

At that time, Xu Shaowei often came to sit by the sea. Was it because of great troubles and pain?

Now, she is here too, also blowing the sea breeze, walking aimlessly along the coastline to the south.

Because of him, she also has great troubles and pain.

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Many people think that the world of children is carefree, silent and innocent. In fact, the world of children is more like a jungle. Even if there are adults and rules to control them, in places where adults and rules cannot see them, children can still show their most primitive evil.

There is no sympathy, just like the cruelty of playing.

Zeng Jiajun is also like other poor children in school. He has no new clothes to wear, and he has to patch his elbows, cuffs, crotch and other places.

Everyone will get together and talk about whose mother's patches are better and bigger. Jiajun does not have a mother. His elder sister and brother patch are not very good, but his second sister is very powerful. Not only is the patch be well played, but he often uses the currently popular animated star pattern as patch. It is a friend who will be friends with him. The patch shows that someone in Jiajun hurts and someone cares about it. Such a child is not so bully.

What if you bully him, what should his second sister come to do the next day ? Jiajun got a new baseball bat that others couldn't afford, wore the prettiest, newest and cleanest sneakers, and changed into several new clothes every week, without patches or pilling. The gray-faced boy suddenly became brighter, his smile became bigger, his eyes became brighter, and he even dared to raise his hand to answer questions in class and talk loudly to others. He was no longer someone buried in the back row of the classroom. In fact, when the seats were recently rearranged, the teacher moved Jiajun two rows forward because of his excellent performance in and out of class. A wolf pack with a stable relationship suddenly changes its relationship. Even if the last wolf doesn't want to become the wolf king, it will still stir up a storm. After school that day, two tall children sitting in the last row of the class gathered three senior boys and entangled Yi Jiajun at the school gate. A boy who had rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform to reveal an old black sweater inside, grabbed the bulge of clouds on the white sweater inside Jiajun's school uniform and asked as he pulled: "Is this knitted? Are you kidding? Is this sewn on?" "Stop pulling my sweater!" Jiajun slapped the other's hand away. He was wearing a new sweater today, which was knitted for him by Sister Xiang. There were many light blue clouds on the sweater. The sweater was flat, but the clouds were bulging. Although I don't know how Sister Xiang did it, this is indeed a one-piece sweater. Those clouds were not sewn on like patches! Now he not only has a new sweater to wear, but it is also a white sweater! Children who dare to wear white in school either have a nanny who is responsible for washing clothes, or the elders in the family have time to take good care of the children. Otherwise, they will not let the children wear such dirt-resistant clothes. This is already amazing, but the most amazing thing is that Jiajun's sweater is unique. It is hand-woven by Sister Xiang, and there is no other one in Hong Kong! His name is also sewn on the cuffs of the sweater. Second sister Yi Jiaru said that only super powerful foreign custom brands will embroider the buyer's name on the clothes. He, Yi Jiajun, is not the kind of person who likes big brands, but unique clothes represent precious love. He is very proud and happy. When Jiajun's unique clothes became the most popular uniform in the class, the most straightforward jealousy of the children also followed. "What's wrong with pulling it? It's such a special piece of clothing, why don't you let people touch it?" Another boy came over and started to make a move. Although Jiajun learned some self-defense skills, he was short after all, and he couldn't fight against the opponent's large number of people. He was a little bit at a loss when he was pulling. ... After Xu Shaowei and Jiayi parted ways at Yau Ma Tei Police Station, they did not go home to sleep, but went to Yi Ji for a meal.

Jiayi was not at Yi Ji, and probably went straight home to sleep. Xu Shaowei sat at the small table at the door of Yi Ji for a long time. People came and went, and the people who shared the table with him changed twice.

After paying the bill and leaving, he began to wander around the area again, walking around aimlessly without any direction.

When he turned a corner, he suddenly saw people coming and going, all of them were short children wearing the same uniform. He looked up and realized that it was a school.

It was the first time for the children to get out of school so late. They complained about being hungry while walking, or they were talking about the content of today's exam.

Xu Shaowei walked past these children who had not yet entered society, with envy in his eyes.

When he was about to turn out of the street, he suddenly turned his head, frowned slightly, and wondered if the child being entangled over there was Yi Jiayi's younger brother.

The children seemed to have some conflicts. The child named Yi Jiajun resisted with a stern face while being dragged into the alley.

A thought suddenly came to her mind: If something happened to Yi Shazhan's brother, would she have no energy to pay attention to the "91 case"?

Pursing his lips, he watched the young boy disappear into the alley with cold eyes. Many things suddenly emerged in his mind.

Suddenly, he took big steps and flashed into the alley.

He promised Yi Shazhan that he would not be reckless or impulsive, but he did things recklessly and impulsively one after another.

Now he even beat the child.

When he stepped out of the alley again, there was only Xu Shaowei and the young boy following behind him.

The boy has not grown up yet, and his legs are not long, so

he can only keep up with him by jogging. "Don't follow me." Xu Shaowei said.

"Aren't you going to my house for dinner? Let's go together." Jiajun followed stubbornly.

"Don't tell your sister." Xu Shaowei said again, still not slowing down.

"Which sister are you talking about?" Jiajun asked, still jogging and following closely. Xu

Shaowei turned around and glared at him.

Jiajun closed his mouth, a little scared, hesitated for a few seconds, and then whispered: "I know."

Xu Shaowei took a big step again, and Jiajun fell behind and asked: "Is it because the police can't beat people?"

"No, it's off-duty time now. I'm not a policeman, I can beat people."

"Wrong logic." Jiajun muttered in a low voice.

"Anyway, don't tell it."

"Oh."

"Don't follow me anymore, I'm not going to Yiji." In front of the bus stop, Xu Shaowei suddenly stopped and pressed Jiajun's shoulder, not allowing the young boy to follow him.

"Aren't you taking the bus?" Jiajun seemed to still not want to let him go.

"..." Xu Shaowei lowered his eyebrows, wanting to push him onto the bus, but suddenly remembered the expressions of those older kids when they were beaten, and said, "Find a reason tomorrow to ask your eldest brother, or other male elders, to pick you up."

"My eldest brother is very busy." Jiajun shook his head.

"..." Xu Shaowei frowned.

"But I can find Brother Yue or Brother Jiaming, they are also very nice to me." Jiajun said hurriedly.

Xu Shaowei nodded, and when the tram stopped in front of him, he opened the door, grabbed Jiajun's collar, and threw the boy onto the bus. Before the door closed, he withdrew his hand and strode away.

"..." Jiajun stood at the door, watching Xu Shaowei walk away, until the bus sped towards another road and he could no longer see the other's back, then he retracted his gaze.

He smoothed his sweater, smoothed out the wrinkles, and brushed off the dust, then walked to an empty seat and sat down.

When he turned his head and looked out the window, he felt inexplicably melancholy and sighed softly.