A policeman died, and the atmosphere of the entire police station was like a cloudy day.
The wind was not cool, the sun was not warm, and the office was stuffy.
The "Fuk Wing Street Shooting Case" and the "Yi Pin Gold Shop Robbery Case" were merged, and the case was finally closed before the New Year, with Qian Guibang being killed on the spot during the robbery.
The guns were confiscated, and Yi Pin Gold Shop spontaneously asked the insurance company for money... The case report and information were sorted out and submitted for filing.
No citizen was injured or killed on the day of the incident. Only one policeman died heroically. The whole city was shocked. The Public Relations Department took the opportunity to promote the spirit of Hong Kong police, and its reputation soared.
After the news report on Xu Shaowei was hyped up, more media people dug up Xu Shaowei's past to attract attention.
His parents died unexpectedly while traveling abroad, he has no brothers, sisters, wife or children, and he is a person born out of wedlock.
Some media even dug up the fact that Xu Shaowei was ostracized when he was a policeman at Hung Hom Village Police Station, and was later demoted to Tsuen Wan Police Station by his then-superior, an old policeman, for a small mistake. This media person is very good at digging up hot topics, and found the children who were once saved by Xu Shaowei. The children expressed their dissatisfaction with Xu Shaowei's time at Hung Hom Village Police Station, where he was ostracized, bullied, and had his ambitions and dreams trampled on. They said that there are many injustices in the police force, and that old policemen bully new policemen everywhere... The media person even interviewed a young uniformed policeman who was bullied by his predecessors at another police station and was slapped in the face in public.
As soon as the incident became a big deal, the police chiefs immediately formed a clean-up team to resolutely prohibit the behavior of superiors bullying and suppressing subordinates without reason within the police force.
At the same time, Inspector Guo Yongyao of the Public Relations Department, who was praised for his good public opinion, was suddenly scolded. Guo Sir had to bear the pressure and hold a press conference to publicize the clean-up actions against "bullying" and other evil deeds within the police station, and at the same time publicize the heroic deeds of the police in the Yipin Gold Shop robbery.
However, when Guo Yongyao found Inspector Fang Zhenyue of Group B and wanted to ask him to accompany him to the press conference, he was cruelly rejected.
Guo Yongyao had to find Jiayi again, repeatedly persuaded her, and pleaded with her to accompany him to explain the details of the case.
Jiayi lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, saying tactfully:
"Mr. Guo, besides Xu Shaowei and I, there was another uniformed police officer at the scene. Why not bring him to the press conference?"
"Are you talking about the uniformed police officer that Xu Shaowei saved?" Mr. Guo asked.
"Yes." Jiayi nodded.
So, the next morning, Guo Yongyao took the leader of the "Qing Bully Team", the Complaints Division Superintendent Liu Ji, and another police officer who participated in the Yipin Gold Shop robbery, Ah Li, and sat behind a small table together to hold a press conference to sue the citizens.
In Sister Yan's office, the small TV was on, broadcasting the press conference live:
"... Protecting citizens is the duty of Hong Kong police..."
"... When we joined the police force, we swore an oath... I swear with all sincerity to abide by the law, uphold the legal principles, enforce the law, be fearless, impartial, upright, and honest..."
Jiayi handed the file to Ah Wen, a clerk policewoman who worked with Sister Yan, and signed after she checked and registered each file.
Sister Yan stuffed a handful of beans into Jiayi's palm, and Jiayi stuffed one into her mouth, stared at the TV for a while, and then turned and left.
After her back disappeared, Sister Yan looked at the empty door and sighed softly.
"It's better to be a clerk. Although there is no glory, it is also peaceful and calm." Sister Yan sighed and turned to Ah Wen and said:
"Just work in this office with peace of mind and don't dream all day long."
Ah Wen chuckled, but still stood in the door and quietly peeked out to peek at Yi Jiayi's back, with hope in her eyes:
"But Yi Shazhan is so cool and beautiful, I really want to be like her."
...
...
The Furong Street shooting case was closed, and Team B only had the "91 case" in hand.
However, although the new clues revealed the identities of the two victims, it has been difficult to find further breakthrough clues.
Jiayi went to the Forensic Department to get all the reports of the first crime scene. After confirming the extraction, she couldn't help but walk into Chen Guangyao's office to communicate these reports with him.
When seeing the footprint analysis report, Jiayi asked casually as if she remembered something by chance:
"By the way, Da Guangming, didn't you collect footprints for all of us before? You also said that you would collect footprints of various people from time to time in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong, such as doctors, nurses, construction workers, chefs, etc., are you continuing this work?"
Because Xu Shaowei had no relatives, the team members of Group B went to his house on behalf of his relatives to help him organize his daily clothes, etc., and cremated them together with the body.
Jiayi also participated in this work. When she went to Xu Shaowei's house, she paid attention to his shoes, but did not find any shoes that matched the footprints left at the first crime scene.
In his house, she did not see any evidence, but she saw various honorary certificates, transcripts, badges and banners carefully framed on his wall...
"Are you saying that the collected footprints are used to compare with the footprints left by the murderer?" Chen Guangyao thought for a moment and said:
"It is indeed being done, but the quantity is not large, I am afraid that it will not find a match with the murderer."
"..." Jiayi suddenly lowered her eyes and stared at the edge of the table for a long time. It was not until Chen Guangyao called her name that she spoke:
"Let's try to compare."
"OK." Chen Guangyao nodded.
"Thank you, Brother Da Guangming."
Jiayi pursed her lips and left the Forensic Department. The next thing was an agonizing wait, as if she was waiting for her diagnosis.
The next day, the Forensic Department called, and Jiayi rushed to the landline and picked it up.
"Eleven? All the footprints we have taken have been compared with the murderer's footprints, and there is no match..."
Jiayi could no longer hear what Da Guangming said next.
She turned around, leaned on the desk, lowered her head, and closed her eyes tightly.
The hand hanging by her side was trembling slightly, and the sunlight shone through, also casting a trembling shadow on the ground.
A few minutes later, she hung up the phone, still standing silently, her shoulders slumped, and the whole person seemed to have a soul out of her body.
"Eleventh sister, who's calling?" Gary raised his head to look at her and asked.
"...Nothing." Jiayi raised her head, smiled faintly,
turned around and leaned on the desk. She picked up a cup of coffee and drank half of it without tasting it. It was not until her heart began to beat faster due to the stimulation of sex that she turned her head to look out the window.
All the struggle and pain disappeared in this instant.
Reason and emotion finally stopped fighting, the duty of the police and the feelings of friends were no longer entangled, everything turned into smoke and dust and completely dissipated.
The sun was dazzling, Jiayi closed her eyes, and the sun illuminated the crystal drops on her face.
Those crystal drops became more and more, forming a string, silently falling on the office table and breaking into bits and pieces.
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...
On the weekend, Xu Shaowei was buried.
Not many people came, detectives from Team B, a few superiors.
Yi Ji's old friend, and the rescued Ah Li and his girlfriend Amay.
When the coffin was buried, all the detectives took out their guns and pointed their guns to the sky.
Buried with gunshots.
...
In the evening, everyone went home. When they were about to reach Yi Ji, they passed by a small park. Jiayi said goodbye to her eldest brother and went to the park to calm down.
Everyone else followed Jiayi's request. Although they were worried about her, they didn't dare to disturb her.
But Cra was not that kind of person. When they were almost at Yiji, she suddenly made up an excuse, turned around and ran away. Returning to
the park, she looked at Jiayi from a distance, sitting alone on the swing in a daze. After hesitating for a while, she finally strode towards Jiayi.
Sitting on the swing next to Jiayi, Cra said nothing, just swung with her.
After a long while, Jiayi suddenly turned around and asked:
"Calra, I think I understand how you felt when Zhao Meini was murdered."
"At that time, the police still suspected that I was the murderer." Cra replied, but his eyes were always fixed on Jiayi's expression, and he was very concerned.
"Yes." Jiayi smiled bitterly, and suddenly said: "If I could--"
Cra seemed to understand what she was going to say, and
before Jiayi finished, he interrupted:
"Don't think so."
Jiayi turned her head and looked over.
"At the beginning, I always thought that if I could care more about Minnie... But don't think so." Cra's expression was serious, and her loud voice attracted Jiayi's full attention.
"I'm living a very happy life in the second half of my life." Cra suddenly started and brought the topic to himself, "People don't have to always take the right path, as long as they live passionately and work hard, it's fine."
The two swings were not synchronized, and each swayed back and forth to its own rhythm.
"I took the wrong path. I was ignorant and stupid at that time.
"Then break free and work hard to change your life.
"Those who have fallen into the dust and lived like mud, cut off the past, and next, no matter how they go, it is uphill."
Cra looked at Jiayi and suddenly smiled:
"Do you know?
" "Mr. Wang, the real estate agent, comes here to eat every day. I know the way he looks at me, he likes me.
"That kind of look...how should I describe it?"
Jiayi raised her eyebrows, attracted by Cra's story.
Cra was silent for a few seconds, fascinated by the memory:
"Mr. Wang makes me feel...as if I am shining when I am cutting vegetables, cooking, or seriously learning things from Jiadong.
"His eyes give me this feeling, as if I am very charming when I do things seriously.
"In the past, many men, you know, had sticky eyes. Yue~
"But Mr. Wang's eyes are different. His eyes are clean, very obsessed, passionate, and... how to say it, it's just a little restrained and cautious...
"I may not be in love with him, but I feel a new me from his eyes.
"A passionate, vigorous, and charming me.
"I love myself very much because of this new journey."
"It's great." Jiayi said sincerely, with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, it's great." Cra turned to Jiayi and asked: "What about when you were working? Do you feel this way?"
"..." Jiayi tilted her head and recalled her previous job.
"If you hadn't helped me, if Jiadong hadn't helped me, I wouldn't be standing in front of the stove behind the glass, Jiayi... Think about it, and feel that you are so sharp and powerful." Cra added. "
..." Jiayi suddenly smiled, "Yes."
"If you have this feeling, it would be really great." Cra immediately laughed heartily, "So Jiayi, don't worry so much, and don't let the bad mood and difficult things in front of you drag you down for too long."
Run forward enthusiastically, live vigorously, don't be afraid of making mistakes, and don't be afraid of imperfections.
Jiayi pursed her lips, and those warm things returned to her face.
Cra looked at her and felt that Jiayi was so good, smiling and warm again, so good.
She stretched out her hand to Jiayi, and Jiayi took her hand.
Cra shook Jiayi's hand vigorously, and passed on his reckless strength to Jiayi:
"Everyone has his own choice, you have done well."
...
Cra brought Jiayi back to Yiji. When Ah Xiang saw Jiayi's smile again, she immediately came to greet her happily.
Seeing that Jiayi's hair was messed up by the evening breeze, she immediately stepped forward, rummaged in her pocket for a while, and took out a comb.
After Jiayi sat down on the chair, Ah Xiang combed Jiayi's short hair in a few strokes. While combing gently, she muttered:
"Your hair has grown long, why not keep it? I can do many hairstyles, all kinds of twisted braids, I will comb it for you later."
Jiaru immediately jumped out and turned to show Jiayi the fish-scale braid Ah Xiang had combed for her, swinging back and forth.
"Okay." Jiayi nodded, squinting her eyes to enjoy the feeling of gentle fingers combing her hair. As expected, Ah Xiang looked like her mother.
However,
"Ah Xiang's mother, how come you can find a comb just by searching your pocket? Are you Doraemon?" Jiayi turned around and patted Xiang's pocket.
Ah Xiang smiled shyly, sat next to Jia Yi, and took out things from her pocket one by one:
"Not only a comb, but also hand oil, tissues, the lip balm you sold me, ah, pens, bills, and... this is the candy that Jia Jun likes to eat, this is the sticker Jia Ru gave me, this is the milk tablets Jia Jun gave me..."
Jia Yi opened her mouth wide, Ah Xiang's mother was really outrageous!
She had only heard that new mothers had a lot of things in their big backpacks, and it was the first time she saw an unmarried girl's pocket filled with so many things...
Jia Yi leaned her head towards Ah Xiang's pocket and shouted exaggeratedly:
"Hey! Jia Jun! Are you living in there too? Come out..."
"Haha..." Ah Xiang was amused and laughed, and couldn't help but put her hands on Jia Yi's shoulders and kneaded them gently.
Jiayi was squeezed into Ah Xiang's soft and fragrant embrace. When she looked up, she saw her eldest brother, who was sitting in front of the stove behind the glass, looking at her. His eyes were filled with worry and relief... Her chest was suddenly filled with warmth. It turned out that her family had been worrying about her these days.
She had always been immersed in her own affairs and had never noticed their concern and worry.
The warmth spread throughout her body and bones. She closed her eyes and hugged Ah Xiang tightly, absorbing more warmth and love.
Jiayi also suddenly understood the look in Xu Shaowei's eyes when he said "If Jiaming and the others knew..." before he died.
It turns out that he was not afraid of "everyone knowing the truth", but was afraid of "everyone might feel sad, upset, disappointed..." After the
weekend
, Jiayi returned to work.
She walked into the police station and greeted everyone she met. Everyone nodded politely and said "Good morning, Yi Shazhan".
She walked into the office, and Uncle Jiu and Brother Yue, who had arrived first, were playing chess in the office. They both raised their heads to greet her, with inquiry and worry in their eyes.
Jiayi smiled and raised the flowers in her right hand, "Today is Tulip Day, and this bouquet is called "Summer Romance."
"So beautiful!" Uncle Jiu immediately applauded, and when Jiayi smiled and said "Of course", he turned around to arrange the flowers, and made a "relieved" expression to Fang Zhenyue.
Fang Zhenyue smiled and said to Jiayi:
"There will be a commendation meeting for the whole police force in the afternoon at the Queensway Police Headquarters. You need to meet the makeup artist hired by the Public Relations Department in advance, because you will have to go on stage then."
"Oh, OK, sir." Jiayi turned around and responded.
"Tomorrow night, there will be a year-end salon party at Mingyuan Seafood Restaurant. There will be a lot of delicious dishes, raffles, and you can drink. Starting from noon tomorrow, everyone should go on an empty stomach~" Fang Zhenyue said and patted his belly.
"Got it, sir!" Jiayi raised her eyebrows immediately when she heard that there would be a big meal, free of charge, and there would be a raffle.
"Are you giving out year-end bonuses today, Brother Yue?" Uncle Jiu also raised his eyebrows, but he was more interested in something else.
"It's after the commendation meeting, why are you in such a hurry, Uncle Jiu." Fang Zhenyue said.
"You have to go home and give red envelopes to your wife and children. A bachelor like you wouldn't understand that~" Uncle Jiu shook
his head and pouted. "Hey!" Fang Zhenyue blushed.
"Hahaha..." Uncle Jiu laughed.
"What's the matter? It's so funny?" Gary happened to come in and asked.
"Children shouldn't ask about adult matters." Fang Zhenyue said with a sullen face.
"?" Gary pursed his lips, "..."
Jiayi pursed her lips and turned to continue arranging flowers. The tulips' eyes were very light and not very saturated, making them look particularly tender and cute.
Admire the beautiful flowers and smell them lightly.
When you buy the flowers you like, you will smile foolishly, and your life will return to normal.
The sun shines in, slightly dazzling, and you turn around to see a room full of losers laughing again, as if nothing has changed.
Only occasionally, the light flashed, and it seemed that the figure of that person was still sitting in the corner.
Her thoughts stopped for a moment, and she remembered to burn some incense candles for him next time... Otherwise, he, a person without a home and left alone, would probably starve to death again.
After arranging the flowers, she lightly touched the flower stems with her fingertips and watched the petals and leaves tremble.
Jiayi curled her eyes slightly.
In the next life, be a good person who is loyal to one person.
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...
Fang Zhenyue faced the light and stared at Jiayi's profile in a trance.
Seeing that he was in a trance, Jiu Shu also tilted his head to look at Jiayi, then curled his lips, quickly made a move, and took advantage of Fang Zhenyue's unpreparedness to move his "horse" forward one step.
A few minutes later, Fang Zhenyue lost his soldiers and armor and lost the game.
Uncle Jiu laughed loudly, leaving Fang Zhenyue sitting there alone, muttering, "Isn't it right? It's really wrong...", and walked away with a step that didn't recognize any relatives.